Similar situations don't just happen in the area that the Celestial Worm King is responsible for.

After the other three kings found it difficult to conquer the Ten Thousand Snow Array, they all sent demons at high prices to invite the strange people who lived in the mountains and forests to come out of the mountain.

As long as this array can be broken, the trick of transforming the spirit can be completely told.

Except for the Blood River King, it directly orders all the demons in its ruling area, and whoever dares not to break the formation, it will definitely devour your entire family with a large army!

The naked threat made some of the strange people inside dare not speak out, and they have fled from here one after another.

There is no place to stay here, who is rare in your broken place.

It's still cold!

For a while, the inland was disturbed, and the situation of pulling you here today and pulling you tomorrow was staged.

But it has nothing to do with wood.

Pressing the cloud head, Mu looked at the Thunder Mountain Range that no matter how long it had been, it was still a snowy Thunder Mountain Range, and Mu searched outside the mountain range to find the way in that time.

Inside, the snow flutters and the wind howls.

But a fluorescent light appeared, and these snowflakes could not fall on the wood in the slightest.

"Draw old, although you didn't say it, I know that these evil spirits were created by you."

"And I use your portrait today to collect the evil spirits, I hope you have a spirit in heaven and can repent."

A portrait flew up from the canopy of the tree, and the wood found a direction, striding forward, oblivious to the treasures of heaven and earth on the road.

In the canopy, the baby gourd whirring.

Not long after, the wood walking in the wind and snow suddenly stopped, and an evil spirit full of ferocious aura slowly appeared in the distance.

When he saw the wood, he greedily and excitedly rushed forward, wanting to snatch its body and suck its essence.

"The breath is getting stronger again." This time is different from the past, and the evil spirits that used to be treated with caution are not afraid at all.

But I haven't seen it for many days, and the strength of the evil spirits here has actually become stronger.

It seems that they are not allowed to stay.

The portrait was shrouded in the air, and the fierce evil spirit was included without even screaming.

Just as he was about to take back the portrait, Mu was suddenly stunned.

Because as soon as the evil spirit entered the portrait, it fell into the magma river in a daze.

Are evil spirits so weak? Or is it that the effect of this image on evil spirits is not what it expected?

Out of doubt, Mu Yinian concentrated on the portrait and projected it into the portrait world.

And the evil spirit was easily brought back to reality by it from the portrait.

Looking at the evil spirit that was still fierce and vicious, but seemed to obey it, Mu opened his mouth.

No wonder it hasn't encountered any evil spirits since it came out of the ground.

It thought it was a factor in the old painting, but now it seems that it is obviously the reason for this portrait!

This portrait is not simple!

The thought flashed through his mind, and Wood quickly continued to stride forward.

A trip to the underground building was originally its original plan, and the most important thing now is to collect the evil spirits of this mountain range first.

I just don't know how many evil spirits there are in the Thunder Mountain Range, and there are not many hopes.

Otherwise, with the strength it has just recovered with the thunder stone, it may not be able to withstand it.

Two months later, Wood stood on a strange mountain.

It's strange because the mountain has no vegetation, no snowflakes, and it's not steep!

It's more like a stele, a stele with a height of three hundred meters.

It was blank and white, and nothing was written.

But standing on this stele mountain at this moment, Mu was standing in a cold sweat, and his heart was pounding.

There are evil spirits in this stele mountain, and there are a lot of evil spirits!

It originally looked at this mountain peak strangely, but it was curious when it hadn't seen it before, and it pressed the cloud head and fell.

But as soon as it landed on this stele mountain, its heart beat wildly, and the wailing and terrible sound of the evil spirits inside was endlessly destroying its Dao heart.

Fortunately, there is fluorescence barely holding on.

The portrait in the canopy of the tree, in which the magma river flows eternally, and in which hundreds of evil spirits rise and fall viciously or fight each other.

The banks of the river were completely different from the dim and evil aura, and were full of bewitching bright red flowers.

Swaying slightly, like a sea of flowers.

Now Mu will put all his energy on this portrait, urging it to cover the stele mountain, sucking and absorbing the evil spirit brilliance on the stele mountain.

Every moment and every hour, Mu felt that his Dao heart was cracking, and he was about to be unable to withstand the destruction of the evil spirit's wailing and terrible screams.

But every time he was about to die, Mu gritted his teeth and thought of those little demons, of the dead Lua, of the tentacle fish that did not respect its wishes and casually used it as an experiment, and thought of ......

Those past experiences have become the food it supports here, and every time it looks like the thin fluorescence is about to be broken, it is always stubborn there, and it will not let go.

January, two months......

One year, two years......

Ten years later.

The whole stele mountain rattled and cracked, and a lot of dust fell.

"Ahem, ahem!"

A sword light broke through the dust, and Mu appeared in the sky panting, his face full of joy for the rest of his life.

The Monument Mountain was a complete accident for it, but fortunately, the accident is over now.

In the portrait, a stele mountain sits on the bank of the river, towering and straight, like a mountain that suppresses the entire evil spirit world.

The evil spirits in the magma river have become more docile, and they no longer make terrible noises and fight each other all day long.

As for the body in the Thunder Mountains.

Mu looked down and saw that the 300-meter-high stele was now just a pile of rubble.

Snowflakes are working tirelessly to cover it with a quilt, and it doesn't look so messy.

In the battle between the stele mountain and the portrait, the portrait is the better in the end.

The Stele Mountain is the source of all the evil spirits in this Thunder Mountain Range.

Every time an evil spirit dies, it is resurrected from here.

As for why, Mu's gaze continued to expand downward, and he found that this was actually an ancient battlefield.

This was probably the main place of the battle with the Ice Elves.

For unknown reasons, those dead demon spirits merged into this stele mountain, and then they were found by the old painter, which caused the ferocity of the evil spirits of the Thunder Mountain Range.

As for the unknown reason, Mu planned to wait for a while to breathe, and then try to find it from under the collapsed stele mountain.

In the past ten years of confrontation, Mu vaguely felt that there was something bigger down there.

It's not that its strength is quite strong, and it has been resisting the evil spirit of the stele mountain for a long time, so it may not be able to sense it.

Finding a fairly clean location, Mu waved his hand and took out the thunder stone from the treasure gourd to cultivate.

A dozen thunder stones can restore its strength.

Ten days later, Mu opened his eyes, his spirit was even better than ten years ago.

Just as he was about to evoke the head of the clouds, a gentle voice of surprise came from the side.

"Huh? It's a subtle cultivation method, the qi is warm and mellow, the five elements are hidden, and there is a chance to turn into a spirit if you grind it again. ”

Mu vigilantly hurriedly turned his head, the fluorescence on his body was hidden, and the sword in the canopy was faintly ready to strike.

The newly renovated portrait is even brighter and dim.

Then, at the moment when he saw the other party's face clearly, Mu Xinshen was shocked, and a sword that reached the sky slashed directly!