Chapter 135: The fire does not cross the mountain

Fang Juexia and Luo Ying counted the number of people, and after seeing that no one was missing, Fang Juexia said loudly, "We have entered the Netherworld Ghost Valley, there are three parts in the secret realm, do not cross the mountain, turn into a blood swamp, and the tomb of the ghost king, each part is divided into a number of small secret realms, now you can freely team up to go, there are many dangers in the secret realm, although it is up to each to obtain the treasure of chance, but it is still necessary to avoid conflicts between the same door, don't hurt the harmony in order to grab the treasure, or even lose your life." ”

Many people showed excitement on their faces and began to gear up, fantasizing that they could find a great opportunity.

Just as everyone began to form a team in twos and threes, suddenly there was a commotion at the entrance of the secret realm, and several people dressed in yellow and black disciple uniforms flew in from the whirlpool one after another.

As soon as the men entered, they ran forward as fast as they could, without stopping.

The disciples of the Immortal Spirit Sect were dumbfounded as they watched the monks pass by like the wind.

"Aren't those people from the Wuji faction?"

"Why did they run so fast, is it difficult, are they afraid that we will rob them of their opportunity?"

"Jokes, chance is not something that anyone who runs fast can get, everything depends on luck and creation."

"Hey! Shi Qingcheng, what are you doing flying so fast, be careful to flash your waist! Bai Yusheng shouted when he saw a handsome young man flying in front of him with a swish.

The young man who called Shi Qingcheng stopped, turned around and beckoned, "Don't hurry up yet, the treasures are all picked up!" ”

After speaking, he chuckled twice, and disappeared in an instant.

"Senior Brother Bai, why are these people rushing forward desperately like seeing gold?" Qin Sizhu looked at a disciple of the Wuji Sect who was running faster than the other, and was shocked and felt very puzzled.

"The Wuji faction has always been in a hurry, especially their leader, who is notoriously impatient." Bai Yusheng said with a smile.

"No wonder, they're like hungry wolves that have seen rabbits." Qin Sizhu suddenly realized.

"Senior Sister Luoying, Senior Brother Fang, you two come with us." Bai Yusheng walked towards Luo Ying, his bright eyes seemed to have a bright light flowing, and his smile was hearty, revealing two sharp tiger teeth.

"That's okay, if there are more people and you meet a powerful opponent, the chances of winning are better." Fang Juexia nodded.

Sakura stroked her long hair, with a gentle smile on her face, "Then I'll join in too." ”

"Great!" Bai Yusheng clapped his hands, "There are seven of us in total, and I have all thought of the names, so we will call them seven monks." ”

"Senior Brother Bai, your name is too ugly." Qin Sizhu frowned in disgust.

"Then what do you call it?"

"I think it's better to call the Demon Seven Heroes."

"You're even worse at sounding!"

……

Bai Yusheng and Qin Sizhu were arguing about the name as they walked forward.

Until I came to Buyue Ling, I didn't discuss a result.

Passing through the sand, the seven of them came to a forest, but this forest was a little different from the normal forest.

The forest was filled with a fluctuating mist, surprisingly quiet, and the light was dim, with tall straight trees blocking most of the sunlight, and only dappled and sparse light shining through the foliage of the trees.

What is creepy is that there is a faint layer of ghosts floating on the tall and short trees, as well as thick and thin trees.

Occasionally, one or two skulls hung from a tree branch, and the eye sockets of the two black holes were particularly terrifying.

There was also a skeleton intact, a huge dead vine wrapped around his body like a rope, holding him in place, and the skeleton remained in the position it had struggled with before death.

Fang Juexia stepped forward to look at the black skeleton and said in a deep voice, "This skeleton was probably a monk before he was born, and he was caught by this vine and couldn't escape before he died here. This place is weird, and we must be vigilant. ”

The reason why Buyue Ridge is called Buyue Ridge is because it is full of dangers, not only people can't get through, but even demons and monsters are difficult to cross.

As he was talking, Hua Jianli suddenly heard the sound of rustling around him, and then the originally ordinary tree suddenly moved, and the branches trembled, growing upward, covering the entire sky until there was no light penetrating.

The seven of them immediately stood on guard, drew their swords and looked left and right, and the trees around them seemed to form a dense net, surrounding them.

After the branches stopped growing, they were quiet for a moment and hung down in an eerie posture.

Immediately afterward, the trees seemed to be alive, and large mouths of blood appeared on the trunks, and the forest resounded with shrill laughter and ghost screams, and the wind roared, and the atmosphere of death was permeated all around.

Countless ghosts floated out from behind the trees, some with thin faces, cold and hungry eyes, some with thick black hair, long claws shining with sharp light, and some with bloodstained faces, looking very hideous.

They screamed, their faces horrified, and quickly gathered together.

However, at this moment, the trees moved, opened their bloody mouths, and quickly moved towards the seven people, scrambling to swallow the seven people.

The branches that obscured the sky and the sun stretched out, slowly thickening, turning into ropes that wanted to entangle them.

The seven men struck at the same time, and the sharp blades of their swords slashed through all the branches that reached at them.

Hua Jianli swung out a white sword qi, and suddenly felt a drop of water drop on his face, wiped it with his hand, and saw blood stains on the back of his hand.

I couldn't help but feel numb in my scalp, and when I looked up, I saw that those severed branches were like broken arms of a person, and blood flowed.

Qin Sizhu felt the blood flowing down his cheek, screamed in fright, almost couldn't hold the sword steadily, he didn't pay attention for a while, and was wrapped around his waist by a branch.

The branch lifted Qin Sizhu up, and he was about to send it to the bloody mouth on the trunk.

Hua Jianli reacted quickly, jumped up in two steps, cut off the vines wrapped around Qin Sizhu's body, and pulled Qin Sizhu back to the ground.

Before he could catch his breath, several ghost figures floated over again, Qin Sizhu took out a few spirit runes and threw them around, and the ghost shadows dissipated instantly.

The seven of them are all above the foundation, and there is also Fang Juexia who has already stepped into the Jindan realm, these ghost trees and ghost shadows are not too difficult to deal with, but there are too many trees here, and there are waves of cutdowns.

And these branches can regenerate, cut off, bleed for a while, and grow again.

"Flame Storm!" The flowers released the Blue Spirit Devouring Flame, and the black flames were like a fire dragon, instantly igniting a large area of trees.

The Blue Spirit Devouring Flame was already able to devour everything in the world, and with the improvement of the cultivation between the flowers, the devouring ability of the flame gradually became stronger.

Now the power of the Blue Spirit Devouring Flame is no longer comparable to the beginning.

The trees and ghosts were engulfed in flames, and the terrible roar cut through the darkness like a sharp blade, making people shudder.

"What's that?!"

In the distance, a group of monks entangled in trees watched in amazement at the skyrocketing fire.

Who is so powerful that he actually burned Buyue Mountain!

(End of chapter)