Chapter Eighty-Six: Recovering Face

At the moment when the fierce energy was about to hit Zhan Mufeng, Zhan Mufeng took a turn and pretended to reach out to get the Ning Ling Pill, which was avoided by a fraction of a shot, and he couldn't see it at all if he wasn't careful at all when he was ten thousand steps away, and then pretended to faint.

The four supreme masters flew extremely fast, slashing through the air like meteors, talking casually, not caring at all about the life or death of that ant-like spirit disciple under hundreds of thousands of steps in the air.

"It's unbelievable, where did this master come from, he is so flirtatious, the breath on these four people (shēn) is even more terrifying than the breath on those Spirit King Realm powerhouses (shēn) of the Ninja Turtle, dozens or even a hundred times, is this the master of the Spirit Emperor Realm cultivation in the legend? Or is this the real Holy Son? Sure enough, the Great Spirit Master Realm is nothing in front of this kind of master. Zhan Mufeng didn't expect to meet so many peerless masters before he arrived at the Jiuli Supreme Dynasty, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"But you're trying to kill me, you're wrong. Linfeng Party, yes, I remember you, there will be one, you will regret it. "It is impossible for any teenager to be without anger in the face of the other party who sees himself as an ant.

With a strong curiosity and the strength to not admit defeat, Zhan Mufeng chose to forget his master's advice, and he decided to follow and take a look, and also wanted to find an opportunity to vent his evil anger and save face.

Fortunately, although the speed of the four of them was fast, one of them inadvertently said, "Keep going west, and you will be able to reach the foot of the (yīn) mountain range in less than half a time..."

"(yīn) Corpse Mountain Range at the foot of the mountain, what kind of place is this, it's the first time I've heard it..."Zhan Mufeng muttered secretly in his heart, estimating that this is also approaching the Jiuli Supreme Dynasty, so it is better to go and take a look.

Calculating the gap in foot strength, Zhan Mufeng did not dare to be careless at all, and under the cover of the abyssal qi, Zhan Mufeng flew west unhurriedly.

"Listen to what they mean, this quicksand corpse demon should be quite powerful, the four of them are so powerful, they have to take advantage of the quicksand corpse demon when they are the weakest to have a chance. If Young Master Ben rushes up, it is estimated that he will not be able to please him. I'll let them fight first, and then I'll go up and pick up peaches, hehe. Zhan Mufeng thought about it, and dug a good pit in his heart.

But what he didn't expect was that the Corpse Mountain Range at the foot of this (yīn) mountain was also a pit dug for him, an ancient pit.

According to the footsteps, it took nearly half of the time to show the pastoral style.

This is still a herding style, if it is changed to an ordinary spirit master realm, I am afraid it will take a lot longer.

The head of the (rì) head is slanted to the west, and the farther you go, the more the wind gusts, and in the air, there seems to be a constant howl of resentful spirits, as if telling of an unfortunate past and unwilling fate.

Along the way, there are a lot of white bones, and most of them are broken limbs and mutilation.

Even Zhan Mufeng, who was so bold, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"This should be approaching the Corpse Mountain Range at the foot of the (yīn) Mountain, could it be that there have been fierce battles or massacres here?

There are more and more white bones, and the qi is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no grass or trees in this mountain range, but all craggy strange rocks and barren ridges.

Some of the strange rocks can even be vaguely seen in the form of hideous human figures, which seem to be demonized.

"It seems that this Corpse Mountain Range is also very ancient. "The breeze blew, and many of the white bones turned into dust and dissipated without a trace.

But there are also some white bones, although they are scarred on them, but they are still as hard as ever after the vicissitudes of time, showing the extraordinary cultivation of the owner of this white bone (shēn).

But no matter how extraordinary the cultivation is, now there are only these white bones left.

Zhan Mufeng landed lightly in the air three steps above the ground, and under the cover of the abyssal qi, he mustered up the spirit of twelve points, and cautiously groped for the former colonel

Now, having lost the aura of the four powerhouses just now, Zhan Mufeng did not dare to be careless at all.

Now, Zhan Mufeng didn't dare to use his aura to perceive touch, so he could only slowly grope with his eyesight.

At this moment, the sound of a fight came.

Zhan Mufeng quietly sneaked over.

It can almost be described as floating up in the form of Zhan Mu Feng, which slowly floats into the air under the cover of the Abyss Purification Spring.

The speed was very slow, and there was hardly the slightest abnormal fluctuation in the slow air, almost flowing with the flow of air, and in this way, Zhan Mufeng floated up to a height of more than a thousand steps.

Under the vigilance of Zhan Mu Feng Quan (shēn), his spirit was highly nervous, and he almost entered a state of selflessness, floating along the sound, this float is a long distance.

At this moment, there was no movement in the air.

This is also one of the advantages of Zhan Mufeng, or the confidence that the big golden seal in the center of his eyebrows brings him, so that Zhan Mufeng can devote himself to anything (qíng) with all his heart (shēn).

More vaguely, it is the big seal in the center of the eyebrows that implies that Zhan Mufeng must go and see it.

Between the white bones, the four supreme masters from the four directions of southeast, south, north, and west actually tightly surrounded a skeleton made of craggy white bones.

This is the first time that Zhan Mufeng has seen a lot of white bones that can jump around like a big living person, knowing that this is an extremely strong existence in cultivation, his heart is nervous and excited.

The skeleton was completely white, and it looked extremely permeable in the faint moonlight, and above the white bones, dense fine sand-like objects formed a blood-like trajectory slowly flowing, and two leisurely pale green ghost fires flashed from time to time in the skeleton's hollow eyes, and the yīn was cold.

"These four masters are so young..."Zhan Mufeng muttered secretly in his heart, "It seems that I have been in the pond for a long time - I still think I am such a big eighth - ahh

Zhan Mufeng muttered several times in his heart, what was not good to say, and quickly turned his mind to something else: "This quicksand corpse demon is estimated to have treasures (shēn), otherwise these four people would not fight for their lives like this, they can't fight for these few white bones..."

Although they were nearly 10,000 steps apart, Zhan Mufeng could still feel that the earth aura around him was continuously sucked into the battle situation of four people and one skeleton

It is precisely because of this that Zhan Mufeng is more able to hide himself by the wind.

The Evil Corpse Mountain Range is continuous for tens of thousands of miles, and the mountains are bare, although the mountains are undulating, there are almost no trees, they are all strange rocks, and the night wind is whining, and the forest is terrifying.

Of course, there are also treasures here, in that battle, many masters died here, and their blade treasures were naturally left behind, although most of them have been eroded by the years (qíng), but there are still a lot of divine weapons scattered around it

Many powerful – of course, mainly bold – spiritual cultivators came to hunt for treasures, and most of them were mysteriously but unsurprisingly buried in this Evil Corpse Mountain Range, which only added to the accumulation of white bones and chestnut qi in this Evil Corpse Mountain Range.

But there are also those who are extremely advanced in cultivation or who are too lucky, and who have obtained a divine weapon or an unexpected fate, and their cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, becoming an invincible powerhouse on the proud side, which also attracts people from all over the world to venture to this corpse mountain range to hunt for treasures.

"I really don't know how many terrible things have happened here, there are tens of millions of corpses alone, I feel that this place is just the periphery, I don't know what it will be like to go deep into the depths of this corpse mountain range?"

However, Zhan Mufeng just thought about it, he has to go all out to deal with it now, or take advantage of the time when the five masters are fighting flawlessly, if it is normal, I really don't know if it has been discovered.

The fierce fire battle continued, and Zhan Mufeng hid 10,000 steps away under the concealment of the abyssal qi, and was almost hit by the fierce and domineering aura that flew around several times

The quicksand corpse demon's eyes flashed with angry flames, and a skeletal scepter emitting a pale green light in his hand, with a slight wave of the scepter, the surrounding evil spirit aura gathered and dispersed with the scepter, and the illusion was a sea of corpses and fire, and the scene of countless wails and screams was suffocating.

"My quicksand corpse king has just woken up after tens of millions of years of sleep, and his skills have not recovered, and the hateful ants dare to take this opportunity to sneak attack me, it's really annoying to me, let's all die, damn ants..."

Seeing that he had just been resurrected after the ordeal, the quicksand corpse demon couldn't help but go crazy (xìng) and attack even more domineeringly, even though he was one enemy and four enemies, he didn't fall behind at all.

The four young masters who besieged this quicksand corpse demon, one of them was a graceful girl, this girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, holding a long whip of a curling snake, and with a slight tremble, the whip shadow drove the earthly aura like a sword, which was extremely powerful.

The other three masters were also holding various blades, each urging the peerless to attack and kill this quicksand corpse demon with all their might.

"Li Xiao, you attack it in the direction of dry and shock, Wu Ya, you mainly attack the position of Kan and Gen, you draw him to the position, and I Xiao Ba is responsible for the three directions of Kun, Xun and Li. It's easy to change after a long time, and we must surround and kill this quicksand corpse demon as soon as possible. Xiao Ba commanded domineeringly, and the four of them cooperated very tacitly.

"Yes!" The other three were obedient, guarding their attack positions.

The attacks on both sides were as fast as lightning, and even Zhan Mufeng's eyes were a little stunted, he thought that he had cultivated to be strong, and now he could almost beat the Spirit King Realm, but he didn't expect that the five people in front of him—oh, no—four people plus a skeleton's picking—don't fight, it's been a little longer, and he can't even see it.

Zhan Mufeng felt that in front of these people, unless he dug a peerless pit, he would definitely not be able to defeat him.

In an instant, the two sides didn't even know that they had fought for hundreds or thousands of blinks

Suddenly, the empty eyes of the quicksand corpse demon stared directly at this graceful girl, and a yin (dàng) grin appeared on the skeleton's face: "Your name is actually Qing'er...".

As soon as the words fell, the pale green skull scepter in the hand of the quicksand corpse demon conjured up countless ghostly shadows, turning into three ways and attacking the three male (xìng) masters, attacking domineering and domineering, incomparable.

The expressions on the faces of the three of them changed, but, obviously, all three of them were extremely conceited about their self (shēn) cultivation, and in an instant, they condensed their skills to fight directly and hard, and the waves of smug spiritual attacks were hit, and the three of them were confident that they could easily defuse this wave of attacks from the quicksand corpse demon.

Unexpectedly, the quicksand corpse demon is not a drunkard at all, and the attack on Sanrao seems to be domineering, but the strength of the attack immediately draws away most of the attack, leaving only a part of the feint attack, and a part of the defense of the Sanrao move.

Attack and defensive, in an instant, the position changes.

Although the spiritual power of the three people is flirtatious, it is originally a defensive momentum, and the attack strength is naturally slightly weaker, while the quicksand corpse demon is originally an attack, and it instantly becomes a defense, and it only needs to weaken the strength, and it does not consume money.

Under the advantages of the other, the quicksand corpse demon won a momentary opportunity at the most cost.

In the battle of masters, the victory or defeat is only in a moment!

Sure enough, the ginger is still old and spicy!

Then, the pale green skeleton scepter in the hand of the quicksand corpse demon flew out, turning into countless spirit-conjuring ghosts, covering the graceful girl Qing'er among the four, and among the thousands of ghosts, a skeleton ghost hand grabbed Qing'er with great agility.

The girl who called Qing'er shouted (jiāo), and the long whip in her hand struck out with all her might, and the air around her was torn apart piece by piece, and even seemed to be about to be torn apart.