Don't fight and don't know each other, after a hearty battle, the little ape king is very convinced of Wang Gan, and his mouth is also a brother.

For this little ape king, Wang Qian knew in his heart that he was a battle maniac, without too many complicated thoughts, and only believed in the strength in his own hands.

Wang Qian, Little Jinpeng, Little Ape King, returned to Xiao Jinpeng's stone house again, the atmosphere was very harmonious, eating spiritual fruits, drinking spiritual wine, indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

"Xiaopeng'er, let me tell you, there has been a demon fairy tomb in southern Xinjiang recently, it is weird and terrifying, many people have gone to investigate, and they want to benefit from it, if it weren't for waiting for you to come back, I would have gone to join in the fun, how about it, do you want to take a trip?"

The little ape king grinned and mysteriously said such a news in the ears of Wang Qian and Xiao Jinpeng.

Both were shocked.

"What?Demon Immortal Tomb?Little Ape, don't lie to me, is this news reliable?"

Xiao Jin Peng has been in southern Xinjiang for a long time, and naturally knows that in this vast land, there are many mysterious and terrible places, throughout the ages, the monks who have explored are endless, some of them broke out overnight, and their cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and they have obtained huge benefits, and more of them are probably lost in those terrible places, and even the bones cannot be found.

Wang Gan's heart moved, he didn't have much goal when he arrived in southern Xinjiang this time, one was to see the ancient and mysterious place of southern Xinjiang, and the other reason was to seek a breakthrough in cultivation and collide with chance.

In the cultivation world, there are many such things as encountering chances, and many monks encounter chances in the course of travel.

"Demon Immortal Tomb! This is incredible, there have been similar tombs in the history of southern Xinjiang, every time there is a river of blood, I don't know how many monks will die this time." ”

Xiao Jinpeng's eyes flickered, and he sighed a little sadly.

"Hmph, Xiao Peng'er, embark on the path of cultivation, where is it not dangerous, otherwise you are afraid that you will be an ignorant bird now, and you may not be able to be roasted and eaten by someone! Let's go, this time Brother Wang Qian came just in time, his strength, I admire it very much, the three of us joined forces to explore the tomb of the demon fairy, what a beautiful thing!"

The little ape king didn't have much emotion, and his two golden eyes bloomed with brilliant light, scorching.

Soon the three of them reached an agreement and left the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

Along the way, the little ape king began to detail the information of the Demon Immortal Tomb.

In southern Xinjiang, it is also a legend, all the demon immortals who have a tomb are peerless demons, and the years of existence are extremely ancient, in modern times, the demon fairy is almost extinct, not to mention the demon fairy tomb, and this demon fairy tomb is also a custom before the Middle Ages, only the powerful monks of that era will build a tomb as a place to bury themselves.

Recently, the news of the appearance of the Demon Immortal Tomb in Southern Xinjiang is in a mountain range 100,000 miles away from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, this mountain range is called the Heavenly Burial Mountain, which is a mysterious place, and many times the bones of the demon clan will be excavated.

But this time the situation is very extraordinary, the Heavenly Burial Mountain has been roaring with a cloudy wind recently, and there are many ghosts, and many demon monks have discovered the demonic atmosphere, which is completely different from usual.

Wang Gan and his entourage are all peerless geniuses, their speed is very fast, they run supernatural powers, shuttle through the void, and in an instant, they are a hundred miles away, and in less than half a day, they have approached the Heavenly Burial Mountain.

At this moment, it was originally daytime, the vast sun was in the sky, and the blazing light shone down from the nine heavens, and the light and heat were endless, but within a radius of 100 miles of the Heavenly Burial Mountain, it was a gloomy, heavy black mist was swirling, and the landform of the entire mountain range was completely covered, and it was not clear what the so-called Heavenly Burial Mountain looked like.

Wang Qian and the three of them each showed their divine eyes, observing the situation in front of them, and began to believe a little in the news of the Demon Immortal Tomb in their hearts.

Moreover, among the many mountains around the Heavenly Burial Mountain, there are retreats from time to time, and it is obvious that other monks have come here to investigate.

"This is the Heavenly Burial Mountain, it seems that something strange has indeed happened, although this place was desolate before, but it is not like this, the heavy black fog, it should be the legendary Huangquan mist!"

Xiao Jinpeng's eyes are completely golden in color, extremely powerful, it seems that he can look at Qingming and check Jiuyou, this is one of his pupil techniques, called Mingwang Pupil!

"What, it turned out to be the Yellow Spring Mist, this terrible thing has appeared? Isn't the legendary Yellow Spring long ago disappeared on the Tian Yuan Continent? How can there be the Yellow Spring Mist now, this kind of mist is amazing, in my inheritance memory, this mist is full of evil corrosiveness, even my Fighting Holy Body dare not say that it can completely ignore this mist!"

The Little Ape King screamed in surprise, obviously knowing something about the Yellow Spring Mist.

"You see, under the black and yellow mist, there are endless white bones, how many are that? 10,000, 100,000?"

A yin wind blew on the Heavenly Burial Mountain, the black and yellow mist fluctuated, Wang Gan's eyes flashed with blue light, and he found that under the black and yellow mist, there were layers of white bones, some were humanoid bones, and more were all kinds of huge bones, with strange appearances, some like cows, some like snakes, some like elephants, like animal specimens, covered with mountain peaks, and these bones were full of black and yellow spots, and some were cracked everywhere, and they were about to disintegrate at any time.

Hiss!

Little Jinpeng and Little Ape King also saw this scene, and they were horrified in their hearts.

"There are many animals living here on weekdays, there are mysterious qi machines here, many beasts can open their spiritual wisdom after living here for a long time, and embark on the path of demon cultivation, I think this Huangquan mist must have suddenly burst out, these beasts and animals have no time to escape, they are all corroded by the Huangquan mist, leaving only a lot of white bones!"

It's tragic, it's too tragic, even if it's Wang Gan, Xiao Jinpeng, and Little Ape King, who have a lot of human lives in their hands, their hearts tremble, this is not thousands and hundreds of lives, but tens of thousands of lives, and I'm afraid it's not just the ignorant beasts and the like, but also many demon clans who have embarked on the path of cultivation.

Xiao Jinpeng and the little ape king's faces were not good-looking, this Wang Qian knew very well, when he first arrived at the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, he was indeed shocked by the strong strength of the demon clan, but later he also understood that for the demon clan, countless obscurantist beasts are their foundation, the demon clan's cultivation, the most difficult thing is to open the spiritual wisdom, among the ten thousand fierce beasts, one of the spiritual wisdom is good, it can be seen that the demon clan's cultivation is difficult, and now so many innocent demon clans have died at once, the two of them are both demon clans, and they are naturally related.

Sou!

The three of them were in silence, and a brilliant light came from the distant horizon and rushed directly into the black and yellow mist, and the next moment, a terrifying scream sounded.

A terrifying scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes, this was in the retreat, it was a demon monk in the realm of transforming into a god, with a sharp horn on the top of his head, his body was like a human, he had just entered the black and yellow mist, and the mana light on his body dimmed in a snap of his fingers, and then an inch of flesh and blood was corroded and melted, and then there was a skeleton as crystal as jade, as strong as gold and iron, under the black and yellow mist, there was not much power to resist, and the black and yellow spots were imprinted on it.

With a frightened scream, in less than two breaths, this great demon of the God Transformation Realm became a pile of white bones and fell heavily on the rocky ground.

"This is the Durhino Venerable, a savage rhinoceros who has attained enlightenment, and just this moment, he will die!"

Xiao Jinpeng and the little ape king sighed, the two of them knew that monk, even Wang Qian also had a relationship with this demon, when he arrived in southern Xinjiang a few days ago, he and Xiao Jinpeng also stayed on the Durhino Mountain for a while, and the Duxi Venerable was also very happy, how much time has it been?

"Don't rush into the Heavenly Burial Mountain, it's the Yellow Spring Mist!"

Xiao Jinpeng roared, and the golden sound rolled throughout a radius of thousands of miles, and countless demon clan monks heard his voice, and there was a well-informed monk who trembled in his heart.

The Yellow Spring Mist, a nightmare spell-like thing, frightened most of the demon clan monks at once.

There was silence around the Heavenly Burial Mountain for a while, and the tragic end of the Duxi Venerable was just around the corner, and no one dared to joke with their own lives.

Airplanes!

A huge divine bird appeared beside Wang Gan, with a faint flame burning on its blue-blue feathers, and a bird's claw under its abdomen, extremely sharp, emitting a cold light.

"There is a yellow spring mist here, and it seems that it is a great tomb for storing zài. ”

Bi Fang's wings flapped, and his tone was solemn.