Sitting on the holly bird, Wu Yan held his head in his hands, frowned, laughed, and sad, and his expression changed dramatically like summer weather.

In his mind, blurred black and white humanoid silhouettes appeared. These silhouettes are veiled with a glimmer of light, and their faces cannot be seen clearly, and they are constantly muttering, like ropes pulling at their own minds, and walking in all directions.

It's a strange feeling, like you have countless eyes on your body, you can see the silhouette of each figure at the same time, listen to their murmurs, and unconsciously follow them, splitting your mind into small pieces. But when it comes together, it's endless chaos, chaos, and chaos.

Wu Gan tried his best to restrain his mind, and finally understood why those soldiers would say that there were ghosts and that someone would be missing. When a person's mind is broken, he has an empty body and becomes the so-called walking dead, which is no different from death.

Patches of blue butterflies appeared in the mind, fluttering and flying towards the ubiquitous silhouette. Butterflies cover it, some of them flicker, some of their silhouettes disappear, and some of them disappear.

Sensing the crisis encountered by Wu Gan, the slender waist slave made a decisive move, allowing Wu Gan's mind to gain a buffer and regain control of his body.

Waking up from the confusion, Wu Yan looked at the falling holly bird and Bu Qiyin and Zhuo Ke with painful faces, and couldn't help but feel anxious, shaking the two of them vigorously, but there was no response at all.

In a hurry, Wu Gen had to learn from the life clan of the Great Relic Continent and sing a requiem. In today's world, requiem has a great appeal to anything ghostly.

Soon, the holly bird, Bu and Zhuo came to their senses. Wu Yan didn't dare to stop chanting and let Holly

The bird turned around and flew back until the murmur was no more.

"Wait until you get back, and I'll go and find out." Wu Yan packed up his things and prepared to jump off the hollybird.

"Village master, this place is too evil, forget it, let's bypass this place and build a road." Zhuo Ke was so frightened that he grabbed Wu Gan.

"It's okay, I have my own experience in dealing with this method." Wu Gan did not agree with Zhuo Ke's suggestion, and looked at the woods below him, looking for a possible place to stay.

"There's a tree, a huge tree." Bu Qiyin suddenly shouted, sweeping away Fang Cai's fear, such as seeing the child who liked the toy the most, pointing in the direction of the white mountain, "Wu Gan, I want to go with you, even if I am scared to death, I will go."

Wu Yan slammed his palm on Bu Qiyin's neck, and when he was caught off guard, he fainted on the spot. Putting Bu Qiyin in Zhuo Ke's hands, Wu Yan muttered, "Where do you want to go when you're dead, Zhuo Ke, protect her, and I'll go and investigate."

As he spoke, Wu Gan ignored Zhuo Ke's obstruction and jumped down. The body landed on a tree, the branches were pressed and bent deeply, and then with a sharp flick, Wu Yan stepped on the treetops and strode into the distance.

It's not that you can't walk in the woods, but that also means you'll have to face more monsters. Wu Gen didn't want to move forward in a fight all the way, so he chose this convenient path.

But even so, there are still some strange things that stand in his way along the way. Some of these monsters have the head of a tiger and the body of a bird, some have a snake with a head on both ends of the body, some have a strange person with a bird's head, and so on, just like the strange creatures of mythology have descended into the world.

Wu Geng didn't want to entangle with them

Entangled, the magic is launched, and even the method of the golden body is used, if you can avoid it, you can avoid it, but you can't avoid it, and you will go with one blow.

The so-called watching the mountain and running a dead horse, the white mountain, which looks not far from the holly, when you really want to run over, you find that the road is so far away.

Fighting all the way, running all the way, a body like Wu Gen was also a little unbearable, with many injuries on his body, and the most serious one was already visible to the bone.

After running for half an hour, Wu Jian was really a little unable to hold on, and finally found a relatively clean boulder and sat on it.

Reaching out and taking out the wine jug, he just took two sips, and suddenly his body moved, and the boulder was actually split in half, and Wu Yan fell into the stone.

As soon as he entered it, Wu Yan knew that something was wrong, there was yellow mucus everywhere, tightly wrapped around his body. The mucus is extremely thick, like syrup that has been boiled for an unknown amount of time, and it is quite difficult to even lift a hand.

Before he could react, the boulder closed again. More mucus flowed out of the stone, enveloping Wu Gan's entire body.

In the dark, let alone breaking through the rocks, it is quite difficult to move the body, and even the broken knife does not know where it has been gotten.

Who would have thought that a stone that is harmless to humans and animals would actually eat people. Wu Gan, who was bound all over, struggled hard, but sadly found that he was really trapped here, swallowed by a stone. It won't be long before the flesh and blood will be digested by the strange stones, and everything that crisscrosses the continents and what fights against the Divine Cult will become a joke.

In a hurry, Wu Gen had to take the risk of releasing the dead qi on his body, and he didn't know that this stone was not a stone, and a beast was not

Is the monster of the beast afraid of death?

The dead qi quickly spread in the body of the strange stone, and Wu Yan clearly felt that the mucus that was tightly squeezing him seemed to be a little loose. Sure enough, the dead air is still the same dead air, as long as it is a living being, it can't resist its might.

After a while, a gap appeared in the boulder, and Wu Gan, who was covered in black air, came out of the stone, glanced indifferently at the stone that had no movement, and walked forward with his knife.

Walking in the forest, Wu Yan was no longer as cautious as Fang Cai, like a smoking humanoid torch, steaming black, devouring everything along the way.

Everywhere they passed, the tall trees withered and fell to the ground. Countless birds and insects fell, and the breath of death rippled through the forest.

Monsters surrounded them, but they screamed and fled again. Instinct told them that the black man in front of them could completely harvest their lives.

Walking further, the whispering came unexpectedly, and those vague silhouettes reappeared in my mind. Wu Gen chanted a requiem softly, and an ethereal voice sounded. Soon, the chattering voices faded away.

Requiem is the root of all soul arts, and the various means in the world are just interpretations of it, whether deep or shallow.

It's just that there is no good or evil in the Requiem itself, and no matter whether it is friend or foe, as long as it is a spirit or the like, it will be affected by it.

In the mind, these silhouettes, big or small, far away or approaching, slowly wander in the space of the soul, quietly listening to this heavenly song.

The closer he got to this white mountain, the more restless he found the dead qi and light in his body, especially the heart of light, which seemed to be a feeling

Feeling something, he changed his previous silence and was about to move, as if he wanted to get out of his body. In order to prevent his body from being burned to ashes, Wu Gen had to release more dead qi to suppress Xi Guang too much.

At this time, Wu Gan's body was full of black gas, half of his body was shining, and there was a curved arc in the middle, like a god who had come out of ancient times.

Finally, Wu Gen walked to the foot of the White Mountain without danger, looking at this strangely shaped peak, Wu Gen raised his head high, his face was cold and arrogant, and he walked towards the mountain without fear.

As soon as he entered the mountain, those silhouettes disappeared, and Wu Gan stopped singing, but he couldn't contain his dead air. Because at this point, the Heart of Light was already very restless, although it was only a stone, Wu Yan clearly felt its anger, even more than the resentment of the dead qi.

The mountain is a barren mountain, where not a single grass grows, and birds and beasts are nowhere to be seen. Walking on the mountain road, looking at the wider and wider mountain, it will give people the illusion of going down the mountain.

Walking on the mountain road, Wu Gen did not encounter any danger, but he was always a little uneasy in his heart. Because as he went up, the reaction of the Heart of Light became stronger and stronger, and it felt as if someone was watching him in the dark, and he looked closely but found nothing.

The higher he climbed, Wu Jian found that he walked more easily, and his body seemed to become a lot lighter. When I reached the top of the mountain, my body had gradually floated, and if I hadn't clung to the rocks, I was afraid that I would have floated into the air.

The summit of the mountain was covered with a thin layer of thick fog, and the fog remained motionless, hiding the sky in it.

Grabbing the mountain rock with one hand, Wu Yan paused for a moment and stretched his other hand into the fog

Middle. Hey, Wu Yan raised his eyebrows, the fog was not empty, on the contrary, it was very hard to start.

With a forceful squeeze, Wu Gan withdrew his hand from the mist

, there is already an extra mountain stone in his hand. This also means that there is another part of the mountain hidden in the fog.

After thinking about it, Wu Jian still climbed up and burrowed into the mist where he couldn't see the situation inside.

After a while, Wu Gen came out from the other side of the dense fog. Looking around, he couldn't help but be moved by everything in front of him. What appeared in front of me was another mountain, and I was at the foot of the mountain at this time, and everything changed so naturally that there was no dissonance.

This mountain is exactly the same as the mountain I just climbed, but this mountain is big and small, and it is no different from ordinary mountains.

Fang Cai's weightlessness had disappeared, and Wu Gen looked coldly at the mountain in front of him and took a step forward.

Stepping on the solid mountain road, looking at the clouds and fog gathering under his feet, Wu Geng's face was expressionless, compared to the various miracles of the Great Relic Continent, the means here are really insignificant.

Lifting his feet and climbing up, contrary to Fang Cai, his body is getting heavier and heavier. While walking, Wu Yan stopped his steps, and a shadowy figure appeared on the mountain road in the distance, looking like an old woman.

The main master finally appeared, and suddenly a stinging pain came from his right hand, and the flame pattern in the palm of his hand suddenly came to life, as if a real flame was swaying, burning Wu Gan's hand red.

Since the appearance of the figure, the heart of light has become more and more impatient, and it is about to come out of its body. A large amount of black qi poured out from Wu Gan's body, constantly suppressing the Heart of Light.

The forces of light and darkness constantly clashed in his body, bringing a great burden to Wu Gan's body. And so on

, Wu Jian didn't know if he could stay awake, and if he would let Death Qi completely control his sanity.

Leaning over, Wu Yan stared at the figure in the distance. This figure walked very strangely, suddenly moving slowly, suddenly passing away like lightning, suddenly walking on the mountain road, but suddenly it was located at the peak of the distant peak.

As the distance gets closer and closer, the old woman's appearance gradually becomes younger, her white hair turns into fragrant green silk, and the old man becomes a twenty-eight beauty.

The woman held a crescent-shaped lantern in her hand, tilted her head to look at Wu Qian, waved her hand lightly, and then turned her head and walked towards the mountain.

Wu Yan barely took two steps, and the black qi on his body was huge, and it gradually had a tendency to spread to his whole body. The woman turned her head and smiled, and a black light shot out from her fingertips and fell on Wu Gan.

The black light entered the body, and the restlessness of the heart of light suddenly became much quieter. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Gan hurriedly ran the town character and suppressed the almost out-of-control dead qi.

Wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead, Wu Yan gritted his teeth and followed. Now that people have discovered themselves, will they let themselves go at will?

The two of them walked on the mountain road, and the woman was far and near, sometimes turning into an old woman, and sometimes becoming a young woman with a letter, and it was difficult to see her true appearance.

After walking a stick of incense, a huge cave appeared in front of me. The woman stood at the entrance of the cave and smiled at Wu Gan, her figure had disappeared.

Wu Gan's face was flushed at this time, and he seemed to have a thousand catties of burden on his shoulders, and every step was quite difficult. Reluctantly walked to the entrance of the cave, Wu Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

In front of me was an empty space, surrounded by darkness, and there was no end in sight. Far away in space, there was a little fluorescent light

Shimmer.

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