In the thick mist.

The yin qi is vast and mysterious.

The whole eerie Grand Canyon is like a bottomless abyss.

Jiang Dao carried Yan Lingtian and swept wildly all the way, the speed was fast, avoiding an unknown number of eyeliners along the way, and finally arrived at the bank of the Hidden Fog Swamp after half a day.

I saw that this hidden fog swamp was extremely huge and boundless.

As far as the eye can see, the black pressure is overwhelming, and there is an ominous atmosphere.

The sky above the swamp was covered with a trace of poisonous mist.

In addition, there were huge ancient trees growing in the swamp, each of which was as thick as four or five people.

Strangely, there are strange black birds perched on top of these ancient trees.

This strange bird has black feathers, three heads, black flashes all over its body, and large bird rafters, and the eyeballs on the three heads are completely different.

It comes in three different colors.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least hundreds of these strange birds here.

As soon as Jiang Dao arrived here, he saw that there were already many figures in the area outside the swamp, and these figures came from all directions of the Grand Canyon.

Without exception, all of them came here to see the real people of the dry bones.

Some are threes and threes, and some are alone.

When these people arrived, none of them dared to break into this swamp.

I saw them tear off their sleeve robes casually, quickly write their purpose on them with blood, and with a wave of their hands, they would summon a three-headed strange bird.

When the strange bird flew closer, they would take out the food they had brought with them and feast on them, and then quickly tie what they had just written to the claws of the strange bird.

The strange birds eat their delicacies, and then they flutter their wings and fly into the depths of the swamp, sending their message directly to the boneless real people within.

Jiang Dao looked at it and looked at it quietly for a while, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

"Senior, this Yin Fog swamp is boundless, and it is covered with a large array of dry bones, and all the ancient trees are part of the formation, if you want to force your way in, I'm afraid it's impossible..."

Yan Lingtian on one side swallowed his saliva and said in a low voice.

"Well, if you can't force your way in, you can only outwit it."

Jiang Dao nodded.

He looked at the strange birds in the big trees in front of him and thought to himself.

Suddenly, he casually tore off his robe, borrowed some blood from Yan Lingtian, dipped it directly in his blood, and wrote handwriting on this robe.

After the lines of handwriting fell, he directly greeted the strange birds.

Soon, a strange bird swayed towards Jiangdao.

"Quack..."

When the strange bird landed, it stretched out its claws and pointed to its beak.

Jiang Dao laughed dumbly.

He thought in his heart, and suddenly turned his hand and took out a fist-sized piece of Yin Moon Light, and threw it directly into the mouth in the middle of the strange bird.

Jiang Dao directly took advantage of this opportunity to quickly tie the robe with the handwriting on the claws of the strange bird.

The strange bird let out a strange cry again, and it directly shook its wings and flew towards the depths of the swamp.

"Resurrection Liquid..."

Yan Lingtian on one side was secretly envious.

This senior is really wealthy!

actually took out the resurrection liquid directly and traded with the dry bone real person!

But think about it, so many people ask to see the dry bone real person, if there are some more expensive conditions on their side, I am afraid that the dry bone real person will not pay attention to himself and others at all.

As soon as this resurrection liquid comes out, no one should be able to refuse...

As expected.

The three-headed strange bird swayed all the way into the depths of the swamp, pierced through the thick darkness, and slowly descended towards a large ship in the deepest part of the swamp.

This is a three-trick sailing ship, extremely large, hundreds of zhang in circumference, like a small island, in the depths of the gray fog of the secluded forest, exuding a scorching and strange aura.

At this moment, a strange bird is constantly falling towards the sailboat.

On the sailboat, a boy was carefully untying the robe tied to the claws of the strange bird, and his eyes quickly scanned the blood stains on the robe.

When he noticed that the handwriting on the robes did not attract him, the boy immediately threw the bloody robe to the side like garbage.

In this way, one strange bird after another kept falling, and one after another strange bird kept leaving.

Finally, the strange bird released by the river slowly landed on the railing.

The boy was bored, carefully unbuttoned the robe on it, glanced at it casually, and was about to throw the sleeve aside, when suddenly his face was stunned, and he scanned it again seriously.

"Resurrection Liquid?"

His mouth was out of disbelief.

This actually mentions the resurrection divine liquid!

The boy hurriedly grabbed his robe, rushed towards the inside of the sailboat, and said, "Master, Master... Someone took out the resurrection liquid and invited you out of the mountain..."

"Resurrection Liquid?"

There was a hoarse and strange voice from inside the sailboat, and I saw an old man with white hair, skinny skin, and a frightening shape, sitting here, with a pair of cold and terrible eyes, looking at the boy, grabbing the sleeve of his coat in his hand, and carefully examining the handwriting on it.

"Can you really take out the resurrection liquid? Hey... Boy, you go and ask carefully, see if he can come up with evidence, and if there is really a resurrection liquid, invite him in! ”

The old man smiled hoarsely.

"Yes, Master."

The boy immediately retreated, and when he returned to the deck, he immediately took out a special piece of paper, on which he quickly filled it with handwriting, and then quickly rolled it up and tied it to the claws of the strange bird.

The strange bird made a screeching sound, and immediately took off again, flying away from the swamp.

Not much.

The strange bird flew from the inside and slowly landed towards the river again.

This fall immediately attracted the attention of an unknown number of people.

They all showed surprise and looked at Jiang Dao incredulously.

The strange birds they let out came back, but they didn't land on them at all, which means that the conditions they offered couldn't impress the dry bones at all.

But the strange bird that this guy released flew back to him again, and brought a piece of paper with him.

Is this a reply from a dry bone real person?

For a while, everyone was secretly surprised and looked at Jiang Dao.

Jiang Dao pulled out the paper and glanced at it carefully, revealing a chuckle.

The dry bone real man actually asked himself to come up with evidence to prove that he had the resurrection divine liquid.

Jiang Dao immediately flipped his palm, and a white porcelain bottle appeared, and a drop of golden liquid was gently dropped onto the paper, and then the paper was rolled up and tied to the strange bird's leg again.

"Quack..."

The strange bird chirped a few times, pointing to its mouth again.

Jiang Dao was dumbfounded, and with a flip of his hand, he threw a piece of the light of the moon into it again.

The strange bird was so satisfied with the light of the moon that it shook its wings and flew towards the depths of the swamp again.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Am I right, he's feeding the three-headed bird with the light of the lunar moon?"

"It's... What is the origin of this guy? ”

Many people were shocked and looked at Jiangdao.

However, Jiang Dao's face had already been covered by him with distorting force, and no matter how these people looked, they could only see a blur, and they couldn't see his specific face at all.

The three-headed bird flew all the way and soon landed on the railing again.

The boy hurriedly walked over, untied the paper from the strange bird's paws, opened it to watch, and soon showed surprise, hurriedly grabbed the paper, and quickly returned to the depths of the big ship.

"Master, look!"

The boy handed the paper he had just sent out into the hands of the thin old man.

The old man's eyes were indifferent, and with a slight grasp of his palm, the paper fell into his palm, first revealing a different color, and then put it on his nose and sniffed it gently, and the light flashed in his eyes.

"Sure enough, it's the resurrection liquid... Who is this guy... You can really take out this thing..."

The old man's tone was suspicious.

"Master, what should I do? Do you want to bring him in? ”

The boy asked.

"Well, you go and pick him up in person, go to the White Bone Jiao, and see if he can stop the White Bone Jiao..."

The old man sneered.

The boy immediately understood what the old man meant, nodded his head at once, turned around and ran outside, put down a strange boat, landed on the swamp, stood in the boat, and urged the boat to glide outside.

It wasn't long in coming.

The fog broke.

The boy's body gradually came into the eyes of everyone in the outside world.

Everyone was shocked.

"The Dry Bone True Messenger has come..."

The crowd was in an uproar.