Wu Yan carried Sun Hong on his back and looked at a lonely mountain in the distance.

According to the waist card, this lonely mountain is where Wuhua Stone is located. The mountain is like a square pillar, standing straight between heaven and earth, all around it is as straight as a knife, and the cliff wall reflects the morning light, like a huge bloodstone seal.

It has been two days since he crossed the river, and Sun Hong is still asleep, and a lock of white hair suddenly appears on the top of his head, which is a sign that his mind has been consumed too much. In the past two days, Wu Yan took care of Sun Hong carefully, and wanted to feed him a Yuhua Dan, but he was afraid that the tonic would be too much, which would harm his life.

I have to say that Sun Hong can be described as a genius in arithmetic. Wu Jian even thought that if he really did something in the future, he would definitely take this kid captive and throw him in the back mountain to be a bookkeeper.

Walking in the direction of the lonely mountain, I walked for a long time, but there was still no figure around, and even the birds and beasts were nowhere to be seen. If something goes wrong, it is a demon, Wu Gan's heart lifted, and he tightened the rope that was tied to his body.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, there were messy footprints and blood stains on the ground. Leaned over and pinched a handful of soil and twisted it, the fishy smell was still strong, it should have been someone fighting not long ago.

Looking back at Sun Hong, who was still unconscious, Wu Yan hesitated. This is the end of the trial, and there is no way to say what else is powerful. Sun Hong is unconscious now, and if he is accidentally injured in a fight, he will really be sorry for his bookkeeper.

After thinking about it, he found a remote place, took out a broken knife and dug it under a cliff, and when he found a place that could accommodate the two of them to sit and rest, and settled Sun Hong, Wu Yan quietly closed his eyes and breathed.

At the last stop, we must be cautious and never make the mistake of capsizing in the gutter again.

Rest for one night, take out the golden horn of the sandworm, and slowly sharpen the broken knife. It is both sharpening the knife and meditating.

The golden horn is already a little thinner, I really don't know what material this broken knife is, even such a hard golden horn can be easily worn.

"Brother Wu, I've slept for a few days." Sun Hong's weak voice came from behind him.

"It's been three days, how does it feel?"

"I have a splitting headache, no wonder it is considered that there are very few scriptures, but it turns out to be such a troublesome thing. I could see a mountain outside, but I got to the end. ”

"Exactly, Wuhua Stone is on it. You can rest here for the time being, and I will fetch the Wuhua stone. ”

"Alas, with my current appearance, I'm afraid I can't go up the mountain together, so as not to drag Brother Wu down. I don't know what other powerful checkpoints are on the mountain, Brother Wu take care. ”

"Yes."

Now that Sun Hong is no longer in trouble, Wu Gen is ready to go up the mountain to explore. Out of the hiding place, look around and see that there is nothing unusual, and climb up the mountain with both hands and feet.

The mountain road is rugged, strange rocks are numerous, all kinds of dead trees along the way, the trunks are dark, and the strange shapes are like demons with teeth and claws.

The higher you climb, the more frightening it becomes, as if you have been burned by fire, and the rocks are covered in a layer of black. There was silence all around, no insects had ever heard a single song, and there was a dead air everywhere.

As the old saying goes, there are no insects in the mountains, so don't go alone. I don't know what kind of existence exists on the mountain, and even birds and beasts dare not stay.

Wu Yan took a deep breath, looked up at the top of the mountain that went straight into the sky, and clenched the handle of the knife at his waist.

After climbing for an hour, there was a faint sound in front of me, like the wind and the chirping of insects, mixed with the moaning of people.

Lying low and touching it silently, hiding behind a boulder, Wu Yan slowly poked his head out, and couldn't help but freeze on the spot, what the hell is this.

On the road ahead, a monster that only appears in nightmares is crawling around on the ground, moving quite quickly and making strange noises from time to time.

The monster had seven or eight long legs, and the end was covered with sharp, rough thorns. Along the long legs upwards, is the body of the monster. It is said that it is a body, but in fact it is a wriggling mass of rotten flesh, gray and yellow, full of wrinkles.

On the side of the mountain road, the corpses of more than a dozen people and monsters lay on the ground. The death of each corpse was extremely tragic, almost out of shape, which shows the tragedy of the fight.

After searching for a long time, the monster finally found a relatively intact female corpse with a blackened body. Circling around the female corpse, the monster stretched out its tentacles and put it around its neck, twisted it slightly, took off the head, and sent it to its own body.

As soon as the head was touched, the carrion sprouted countless fine buds, wriggling into the female corpse's skull.

After a while, the head suddenly opened its eyes, and there was no pupil in its eyes, and it was red and black, and it came to life, laughing fiercely. The monster seemed to be quite happy, circling and dancing wildly, jumping around.

Looking at such a strange situation, Wu Yan was both shocked and shocked. If you think about it carefully, the monster is similar to some strange beasts in the ghost, so it's no wonder that you have some familiar feelings. Could it be that the monsters in the ghosts that should only exist in the illusion are still alive in the world.

If so, the world is in danger.

No, since there is such a monster here, it means that Zhao Guo must have the inside story. Then the elite selected by this so-called path of death will eventually have to deal with the enemy is self-evident.

Wu Gan quietly stepped back, trying to avoid the monster and go up the mountain. The mountain road was already narrow, and if I accidentally slipped under my feet, a stone rolled down the cliff with a series of rumbling sounds.

Bitter also. Wu Gan secretly said that it was not good, jumped out from behind the hidden mountain rocks, and rushed towards the mountain.

The monster was also startled by this sudden turn of events, and looked around in place. When she saw Wu Gan's figure, the ugly woman's face showed a look of joy, and her long legs crawled quickly and chased after her.

The mountain road is rugged, the monster is like walking on the ground, even the steep cliff wall is like flying, and the distance between him and Wu Gen is shortened little by little.

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the other party, Wu Yan ran a few steps and rushed straight to the cliff on the side, and with the power of the forward rush, he surged up along the straight cliff.

The monster chased down the cliff, clinging to the protruding rock, and followed like a spider.

After running seven or eight steps upward, Wu Gen stepped heavily on his right foot, his body spun in a circle in the air, and he turned around and fell down. The moment it intersected with the monster, the blade roared, slashing at the monster's body.

With a howl, the monster raised its legs and crossed them over its head, blocking Wu Gan's attack. At the same time, two other legs stabbed diagonally upwards like spears, smashing Wu Gan's door.

The monster is addicted to picking his head, and he actually fell in love with Wu Gan's good head.

Between the lightning and flint, Wu Gen used the power of the counterattack, his body stagnated slightly in the air, and rolled to the side. The broken knife turned from a straight slash to a horizontal slash, cutting off half of the monster's long legs, and as soon as the body hit the ground, it ran towards the side of the mountain road without pause.

The monster on the cliff seemed to be enraged, its long legs shrunk, and its body became a spherical shape, rolling off the cliff.

After falling to the ground, the monster raised its long leg that had been broken, let out a sharp howl, jumped more than ten zhang away, and bit Wu Yan tightly.

Wu Gen turned left and right, shuttling quickly between the mountains and rocks. Glancing at the monster chasing after him, he pulled out the feather arrow from the quiver behind him as he ran, and without looking, the string rang out and shot at the monster like a meteor.

The feather arrow hit the woman's head on the monster's body, and a huge wound was shot on her face, her hair was scattered in a bun, and the brownish-yellow juice flowed down, making it more and more hideous.

In terms of archery, Wu Gen is full of confidence, which is all the old foundation left by hunting in the mountains since childhood. Not to mention that a hundred steps through Yang, there is no false hair, but within thirty steps is still quite sure, even Zhang Yuan is quite appreciative of this.

But to Wu Gan's surprise, the arrow landed on the monster's carrion like Tai Sui, and it actually slid over. Several attempts, all of them. Seeing that the feather arrows in the quiver were decreasing, Wu Gan had no choice but to shoot at the monster's long legs.

Fortunately, the long legs were not as tough as the main body, and after a while, three or four legs were discounted. Affected by this, the monster's speed slowed down.

Seeing that it could not catch up with its prey, the monster stopped angrily and turned to leave.

Suddenly, Wu Gan's body stumbled, he stumbled under his feet, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Seeing this, the monster was overjoyed and quickly turned around and returned. The remaining long legs flicked, and his body rose into the air, swooping down towards Wu Gen on the ground like a vicious tiger.

When the monster was about to fall, Wu Gan, who was lying on the ground, slapped the ground with his palm, the broken knife was erected, and the handle of the knife was tightly grasped with both hands, and he rushed towards the monster in the opposite direction.

A series of slashing sounds rang out, and the sharp tip of the broken knife slashed across the monster's abdomen. The body, which could not be penetrated by arrows, was easily broken under the broken knife.

A cloud of colorful bits mixed with brown blood fell from the monster's belly.

With a bang, the monster fell to the ground, and its forward momentum continued unabated, leaving a long trail of blood behind it. After a few struggles, the monster stood up, the woman's head full of panic, and black juice flowed from her mouth and nose.

The long leg smeared the juice on the wound in the abdomen, and the granulation at the wound wriggled and the wound tended to close.

At this time, the monster had no desire to fight again, and turned around and fled down the mountain.

How dare Wu Gen let him escape, and he still understands the truth of killing all evil.

Long arrows flew out one by one and shot at the monster's legs. After kneeling more than a dozen feet away, the monster finally couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

The opportunity could not be missed, Wu Gen walked as fast as flying, his body jumped high, raised his knife and slashed at the monster's back.

The cold light flashed, the monster screamed miserably, half of the body was almost cut off, and even the head of the woman on the body was divided into two, and the two eyes were still spinning around.

Under the desperate struggle, the monster's stump legs danced wildly, and Wu Gan had to abandon the knife and leave.

When he ran a dozen steps and looked back, the monster didn't follow. His body twitched, rolling back and forth on the ground, and his dancing long legs knocked the stones next to him around.

After half a pillar of incense, the monster finally quieted down.

Wu Yan cautiously stepped forward to inspect it, and wisps of black smoke continued to emerge from the huge wound. What's even more strange is that the broken knife, which is not strange on weekdays, faintly glows red at this time.

The monster's body shrunk down like a deflated body, and finally it was only half its original size.

When the knife was taken out, there was a trembling sound when the knife was broken, and it seemed to be very happy. I don't know if it's an illusion, Wu Gen always felt that there was less rust on the knife.

Looking at the mess around him, Wu Yan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. A little monster makes himself embarrassed. How terrifying are the strange beasts faced by the human race in the ghosts.

At the beginning, I was incarnated as someone else in the ghost and used other people's bodies, and I didn't feel much, but in today's battle, I know the difference between cloud and mud.

Taking a moment of respite, Wu Gen continued to climb up the mountain. Along the way, you can see people's corpses from time to time. rummaging carefully, there is no waist card on his body. Looking up at the top of the mountain covered with clouds and mist, Wu Gan's face was a little ugly, which showed that there were still people on the peak, and his cultivation was not low.

As the mountains rise, the surrounding rocks and trees fade black. Looking at the peak a hundred steps away, Wu Jian stopped his steps and looked solemn.