A bone?

Wang Xuan took the bone in the old man's hand, and it was cold in his hand, but it was quite smooth, and there was nothing abnormal in other than that.

"What is this?" said Wang Xuan with a frown.

This time, he didn't wait for Ermu to ask the old man of the White Worm Clan, so he hurriedly muttered for a while, and when the old man finished speaking, Ermu said with some surprise.

He said that this was the bone of the Divine Worm, which was left by the Divine Worm that lived in Dongze. It seems that their clan also lived in Dongze originally, and later came into contact with the Baizer Clan before moving into the sea of grass. Speaking of this, Ermu suddenly said with some resentment, "It turns out that he is also the same clan of Dongze, and after moving to the sea of grass, he plundered his former compatriots and sacrificed them to those evil insects, which is really hateful!"

Wang Xuan glanced at Ermu, he naturally understood that this person of the Yi clan must hope that he would kill this white insect clan to avenge the blood feud of his clan. It's just that since Wang Xuan himself didn't have any grudges against this white worm clan in the past, it was not impossible to let them go after getting their benefits.

"You ask him again what is the use of this bone? Also, he has killed so many clansmen, can his clan continue in the sea of grass?" Wang Xuan asked casually after playing with the bones a few times.

Although Ermu was unwilling, he didn't dare to refuse, so he asked helplessly.

The old man bowed a few times with a happy face, and then replied a few more words.

Ermu stared at the old man fiercely before answering Wang Xuandao,

"This bone seems to be used to assist him in performing witchcraft, as long as he carries this bone when he releases witchcraft, witchcraft will be much more powerful. As for the question of his clan, he said that as long as this holy worm did not die, he could recruit other Zerg people to gather together. If the Grey-skinned Holy Worm dies, no matter how many people there are, it will be useless!"

Support Spells?

It seems that this so-called holy insect bone is somewhat similar to the effect of magic weapons, Wang Xuan is quite interested in carrying the bone of the length of his forearm around his waist, but he is a little envious of Xuanjin's golden ring that can only be stored.

"Doesn't he want to avenge his people?" Wang Xuan asked again.

This time, without waiting for the old man to return, Ermu said directly.

"They should leave this area immediately and find another settlement, because other Zerg will definitely come to encroach on their land. ”

Wang Xuan nodded, and then said

"I've got the map, would you like to go out with me?" The blade of light sheathed, and the floating sword hung back around his neck.

How could Ermu dare to stay alone in the sea of grass, so he naturally nodded again and again, looked at the messy gathering place of the White Worm Clan, and followed behind Wang Xuan with some dejected heads.

The spring sun is warm and the white clouds are dotted.

A slight breeze blows through the sea of grass, like a green wave.

There is no sultry heat before the rainstorm, and there is no embarrassment under the shower, so it is not a pleasant thing to walk in the sea of grass under such a scenery.

Of course, it would be better if there were no bugs that popped up.

I don't know if it's because of the bones of the holy worm or the slight blood stains on the body, some white-skinned insects pop up from time to time in the sea of grass on both sides of the path to attack the two. Although these bugs are not as large and terrifying as the white worm tribe feeds, they are the size of kittens and dogs, and they rush over with their mouths wide open when they emerge from the grass.

These wild insects don't have the thick skin that is impervious to water and fire, and they don't have sprayed venom, even if they are pierced by a few ice picks. But one popped up as soon as he walked up, and Wang Xuan was also a little annoyed. Ermu on the side was even more frightened, he didn't have the same magic as Wang Xuan. All it takes is a giant worm that pounces out, and if Wang Xuan doesn't kill it with an ice pick in time, it can bite through his neck.

After finally killing dozens of wild insects, he walked crookedly for most of the day, and the blades of grass in front of him became more and more thin. Ermu ran to the front with some excitement, looked at it on tiptoe a few times, and turned back to Wang Xuan and said.

"Immortal, out of the sea of grass, there is Dongze in front!"

Thousands of miles away, close to the sea of innocence, rotten and innumerable.

Since the Dao Xuanshan Taiyu Huating and the Mingri State Jinyuntai, Buddhism and Taoism have dominated the world. The Heavenly Master Dao guards the three prefectures of Jinglong, Hailan, and Baiyue, and the Vermilion Bird Prefecture is personally governed by Dao Xuanshan. And the black mountain, flying feather, and tomorrow's three continents near Tianshui are all under the Buddha's gate.

Only Dongze, the land of thousands of miles, the Buddha does not ignore it, it is full of monsters and demons, and it is also a place where barbarians live, and it is a notoriously sinister place in the world.

It's just that if there is a shocking change today, all the demons and ghosts have entered the world, and under the chaos of the demons, Dongze, where only one demon gathers, is nothing.

The grass is fading, and the air is filled with an indescribable strange smell, like rotting leaves mixed with stinky water, and then buried and fermented for three days, which is really disgusting. Ermu smelled this smell, but he became more and more excited

In the blink of an eye, out of the sea of grass, a vast plain with no edge in sight appeared in front of me. As far as the eye can see, there is black and yellow earth, and there is hardly any grass or trees.

As far as the eye can see on the plains, you can see large and small pools of water or mud, tumbling black blisters, and the unpleasant smell emanates from these swamps. With such a strong water vapor, it is worthy of the name of Dongze.

Since he had finally arrived in Dongze, Wang Xuan naturally would not forget what Mr. Yao Qianli told him when he was about to leave Feng County, so he patted Ermu, who was a little embarrassed, and asked.

"Since you are from Dongze, have you ever heard of a mountain called Luofu Mountain?"

Ermu, who escaped death and said goodbye to his homeland, was about to fall in tears of excitement at this time, and when he heard Wang Xuan's question, he hurriedly wiped his eyes and replied.

"Luofu Mountain? I haven't heard of it, although Dongze is thousands of miles wide, but there are few mountains and many waters, if there is any mountain called Luofu Mountain, I must have heard of it!"

No?!

Wang Xuan's brows furrowed. Mr. said that if you go straight to Dongze for 700 miles, you can find Naluofu Mountain. However, the 700 miles are said to be from the direction of Fengxian to Dongze. Later, he strayed into the land of Taoyuan, and inexplicably fell into the boundless sea of grass before entering Dongze, where to find the location of Qingfeng County.

Wang Xuan thought for a moment and asked again.

"Is there a mountain that is three hundred feet high and has black stones all over?"

Ermu touched his head and thought for a moment before saying.

"I don't know how tall three hundred zhang is, but in the case of Black Stone Mountain, it seems that there is indeed such one!"

"Oh, where is it!" Wang Xuan perked up.

"The mountain is very strange, it is all black stones, and not a single plant grows. Moreover, it is not called Luofu Mountain, we all call it here - Magic Mountain!"

Higashizawa - buried deep in the mud somewhere.

A pair of huge golden vertical eyes slowly opened, and there was a deathly silence around them.

"The breath of floating light?" the dull voice of the owner of the golden vertical eyes echoed in the darkness, "After all these years, the floating light is back!"

As the voice erupted, a slender black shadow appeared deeper than the lightless darkness.

"Hahaha, the glimpse of the light, the Luofu array! I finally have hope of getting out of the predicament again!"

"Magic Mountain, where is it, and what's so weird?"

Ermu pointed a little nervously to the distance ahead.

"If you're going to the Magic Mountain, you'll be there in about seven or eight days by walking straight like this! Even the rest of the immortals worshiped by our big clans in Dongze don't dare to run to the vicinity of the Magic Mountain!"

"What's so strange about this magic mountain, you say!" Wang Xuan was a little impatient.

Futaki swallowed his saliva,

"In the area of the Magic Mountain, whether it is a human or a beast, or even a monster, as long as you get close to the Magic Mountain, you will suddenly turn into a dry corpse and die a very terrible death. That's the case for more than 10 days in a month!"

Turning into a dried corpse? Isn't it just to seize the essence and blood? It's somewhat similar to the jade cicada demon that cultivates blood ginseng in Weishui City, but this magic mountain will die as soon as it gets close, and it's a little more domineering.

"What about the rest of the days?" Wang Xuan asked again.

"The rest of the time is even more terrifying!" Ermu said in a trembling voice, "In the second half of the month, it will not eat people when it approaches the Magic Mountain during the day. But at night, as soon as the sun goes down, the magic mountain will glow!"

"Glow?"

"Hmm!" Futaki nodded heavily, "Black light! Anyone who sees black light at night or something else will run to the top of the magic mountain like a lost soul." Whoever goes up to the Magic Mountain, never sees him down again, not a single one!"

"Tsk! It's indeed a little weird!" Wang Xuan also felt a little big.

Mr. Yao Qianli wanted to go to Luofu Mountain to find an old man and ask for a copy of "Luo Yan Sutra". But looking at what Ermu said, this Luofu Mountain is an extremely sinister place no matter how you look at it.

As if seeing what Wang Xuan was thinking, Ermu said quickly.

"I know you're an immortal, and you're a great magician. But let me tell you, in the past, there was an immortal master of the Dongze clan, and he also knew your kind of great magical power that was windy and snowy. But he didn't believe in evil, and said that he had to explore the weirdness of the magic mountain. But as a result, on the night of the fifteenth, I went up to the Magic Mountain, and I didn't come down. If you want to see the Magic Mountain, just avoid the night and take a look at it from a distance during the day!"

Although he knew that Ermu was also kind, Wang Xuan was indeed a little bored in his heart now, and waved his hand at him,

"Okay, now that you're in Dongze, you're not far from the clan. I saved your life and helped you avenge it, and you told me the location of the magic mountain, and it was paid off. If it's okay, you can go back to the clan!"

Seeing Wang Xuan like this, Ermu was a little disappointed. He originally wanted to invite Wang Xuan to have a banquet in the Hui clan, after all, there was an immortal who was good friends, and for the rest of the surrounding clans, it was also useful to improve the status of his clan.

It's just that Wang Xuan didn't look very good at this time, and Ermu naturally didn't dare to force his mouth, so he had to thank Wang Xuan again, and left somewhere in frustration.

I was alone again, with a vast water soup soup, and a blur of white in the distance, and I couldn't tell whether it was the sky or the water.

It's just that the weather in the plains is changing, and the sun is still shining when you walk out of the sea of grass, and in the blink of an eye, dark clouds are gathering, and a rainstorm like the previous fight with the giant insect is coming again.

There is no shelter on the plains, not even the big trees in the sea of grass. Although the trick of avoiding water is simple, Wang Xuan, a one-yuan monk, can't do it. In the frustration in his heart, he simply forcibly transported the aura, and a ball of blue light covered his head.

After a while, the raindrops the size of beans fell, and as soon as they fell on top of the blue light, they were condensed into ice. Wang Xuan just headed a blue light and headed in the direction of Luofu Mountain pointed by Ermu. On the muddy ground behind him, there was a road of ice slag.