Chapter 162: Ancient Witch

Half a month later, the three finally arrived at their destination.

The bright moon hung high, but there were thick clouds, which made the moonlight fall for a long time, and the earth was dark.

On the ground, there were some rotting branches and leaves on top of the water-stained slurry, and the corpses emitted a strong stench that made people sick.

This is a swampy rainforest, wet all year round, and the methane in the air is highly toxic.

Chu Cheng looked down from the sky, mixed with rotten mud and sand, which made people uneasy.

He slightly spread out the aura shield to ward off this miasma. It's a lot better.

The same is true of the river breeze, this place is also his accidental arrival, and the miasma here will not last long even if he is a complete foundation.

Chu Cheng retracted his gaze, and when he skimmed the man in black, his pupils also shrank slightly.

I saw that Yang Qing didn't react, just looked down quietly, and didn't open the spiritual power shield at all.

Chu Cheng knew in his heart how poisonous this miasma was, and the poisonous gas invaded the machine and penetrated deep into the body and mind, which could seriously lead to the evil poison and cause the cultivation to regress.

But the man in black didn't react, either the miasma had no effect on him, or he was pretending to be forced.

When it comes to pretending to be Dafa, Chu Cheng said that it was the second, and no one dared to call it the first. In the past, as a master of pretending to be forced, he naturally knew that pretending to be forced was also an occasion. No one will pretend to be their life.

"It's a miasma here that is highly poisonous, and the rest don't worry. "The river breeze was the first to land on the ground.

Chu Cheng and the man in black also fell one after another. His feet fell to the ground, and he made a clattering sound when he stepped on the dead branches.

River Wind walked forward and said, "That altar should be the ruins of ancient witches." ”

As he spoke, the black-clad man's eyes flickered slightly, and then melted into the darkness beneath the cloak.

"Ancient Witch?" Chu Cheng was stunned, a little puzzled.

"Yes, that's the altar left by the ancient witch. River Wind nodded.

"......." Chu Cheng was a little speechless, and asked again, "What is this ancient witch?"

He Feng was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Chu Cheng, frowned and said, "Brother Chu said that you are laughing, how could you not know about Gu Wu?"

At this moment, the man in black, Yang Qing, spoke: "During the Immortal Ancient Period, the Twelve Ancestral Witches followed the Immortal Emperor to fight in all directions to deter the Eight Desolations. Legend has it that when the ancestor is angry, the heavens and the earth will be torn apart. ”

When the man in black said this, his expression was a little excited. But immediately he indulged in it again.

"The twelve ancestors are Dijiang, Jumang, Beishou, Public, Zhurong, Candleyin, Qiangliang, Lubi, Tianwu, Gongzi, Xuanming, and Houtu. ”

"The god of fire is public, and the god of water is blessed with ......" Chu Cheng was also shocked when he heard this.

In his world, ancient mythology, "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" has this record.

Chu Cheng was horrified in his heart, and at this time, he had a feeling that the world of his previous life must have something in common with this world.

He clenched his fists and tried to suppress the excitement in his heart. At the same time, he is more and more eager to cultivate and become strong, because in this way, there is hope of going back.

"As for the ancient witches, they are the descendants left behind by the ancestral witches after the fall of the Immortal Ancient Era. Born with supernatural powers, he can become a half-saint-like existence when he becomes an adult. In the ancient era, he once became a hegemon for a while. But after countless years, it finally disappeared into the long river of history. River Wind continued with the man in black.

"At that time, Gu Wu was the lord of all worlds, enslaving mankind. It was a dark time, and people were food. But later, some sages in the human race discovered that absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon strengthened their physique, and they could even control the power of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Later, monks appeared. ”

"Later, another sage created a cultivation system, so that those who have cultivation can further their strength. After years of Taoguang cultivation, he was finally able to have the strength to fight with the ancient witches. ”

He Feng sighed: "The ancient sages are all great wisdom, not comparable to our descendants. ”

Chu Cheng was still immersed in this story, and when he heard the voice stop abruptly, he was also stunned: "Later, the monk won?"

He Feng shook his head and said, "No, the monk loses, the ancient witch was born comparable to Jindan, and he can reach the existence of a half-saint when he becomes an adult." After the defeat of the monks, humanity was so enraged by the ancient witches that it almost became extinct. ”

"And then?" Chu Cheng asked again, from the mainstream of human beings in this world, he could see that there was a turning point later.

River Wind said again: "Since ancient times, heroes have been born in troubled times, and when everyone thought that human beings were about to become extinct, a supreme figure appeared, and with the power of one person, the entire Wu clan was destroyed. No one knew who he was. I only know that he buried the ancient witch. The world respectfully called him ---burial!"

"Burial?" Chu Cheng frowned, vaguely feeling that the name was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Ancient Witch Altar, I'm afraid there are treasures, how will we distribute them then?" the man in black suddenly said in a strange manner.

Chu Cheng frowned, and glanced at Yang Qing coldly, his words were a bit provocative, if there was only one treasure, how would the three of them be divided?

As soon as this sentence came out, there was a gap between the three of them.

He Feng didn't care, and said with a smile: "Among the altars, there are exactly three pieces. ”

"That's good, otherwise someone will go home empty-handed. The man in black glanced at Chu Cheng and snorted coldly.

Chu Cheng's face turned pale, and a monstrous killing intent suddenly swept out, overwhelmingly pressing towards the man in black.

As soon as this killing intent came out, the faces of the man in black and He Feng suddenly changed greatly.

This killing intent, with a thick evil aura, even the air froze.

"Brother Chu!" He Feng exclaimed, at this moment, he seemed to be facing tens of thousands of dead corpses!

Chu Cheng snorted coldly, the killing intent suddenly dissipated, and the surroundings returned to normal.

This man in black has repeatedly targeted himself, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't arrived at the ancient witch altar yet, Chu Cheng would have already done it.

The man in black glanced at Chu Cheng deeply, but this time his eyes were full of fear.

He Feng sighed, stepped forward and said, "Don't hurt the harmony, both of you are friends of my He!"

"Please also ask the river friends to lead the way. Chu Cheng said lightly.

He Feng glanced at the man in black again, full of helplessness, so he had to step forward and continue walking.

Half an hour later, River Wind stopped and stood in front of a boulder.

I saw him wave one hand, and there was a wave in front of the boulder, and the ripples flashed away, revealing a cave.

There was no light in the cave, it was dim, and the sound of running water could be heard inside.

"This is here?" Chu Cheng looked at the entrance of the cave with some doubts. There is no altar here.

"The ruins, it's inside. River Breeze took out a night pearl and walked in.

With the appearance of the Night Pearl, this cave entrance was instantly illuminated.

There was an uproar, and a group of bats were alarmed by the bright light and flew out of the cave.