Dugu Hexuan picked a position that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, used the talisman to lay down a simple and crude stealth magic array, and began to rest. One glance at the little yellow dog, he noticed that he had become more and more sleepy since he changed back into his prototype.

It was night, the waning moon hung in the sky, and the stars were dim. As far as the eye can see, there seems to be a sense of black clouds converging overhead. Dugu Hexuan subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword and quietly looked at the waning moon that was swallowed by the black clouds.

At the beginning of the day, there was no light in the night. Heavy black clouds, which seem to be increasing again, are gradually falling to the ground.

The oppressive atmosphere prompts more and more uneasy emotions.

Xindao: Where will the old black and white baboons go? Where are the three of them at the moment?

In the dead of night, the wind blowing from the swamp was damp and cold, mixed with a strong smell of death. The thorns on the lonely ridge swayed with the wind, like resurrected demons, looking for the breath of life.

At about three o'clock, there was a "woo" whimper in the increasingly violent wind. The faint whimper, but the most shocking sorrowful sound, filled the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, Dugu Hexuan's tense nerves were touched. He slowly opened his eyes and listened to the mournful sound of the wind.

According to the records of the Terran classics, the vicinity of the Great Yang Line in the Western Swamp is the place where the Yang Qi is most abundant in the Hongmeng Realm. Mysteriously, in this place where yang energy is at its highest, countless swamp ghosts are nourished. To this day, the Terran monks have not solved this mystery.

It is rumored that there is a small number of ghosts that can absorb the aura of heaven and earth and the yin qi of extreme yang and yin, and devour other ghosts, so as to cultivate into positive fruits and cast physical forms. When they mold their solid form, they often use the impression of the first living thing they see as a template. Imitate the voices, forms, and so on of living creatures.

Once a ghost successfully progresses to its physical form, it will continuously produce a "ghost smoke" of its own. Ghosts that absorb the Ghost Smoke will become berserk and bloodthirsty, and their strength will skyrocket. Therefore, there is no sign of life where the ghost passes.

The Terran monks compared the ghost in physical form to the "Queen Bee" and called it the "Phantom Emperor". Often, the territory of a ghost emperor stretches for hundreds of miles, and the closer you get to the ghost of the ghost of the ghost emperor, the more powerful it is. As for whether there was a war between different Ghost Emperors, there is no exact record of the human race.

Contacting the situation along the way, Dugu Hexuan was very suspicious. In his judgment, although there were no particularly powerful demon beasts on his way, there were no traces of ghosts. At the moment, I have gone deep into the swamp of the West, and it is unknown how far away I am from the Dayang line that has no clear mark.

Unfortunately, at this time, mournful whimpering continued to be heard in the wind. Seemingly, this is not a good sign.

Patiently waited until the fifth watch, and the sound in the wind was still the same. Therefore, it can be determined that Lao Hei and the carillon are not nearby. Dugu Hexuan immediately made a decision, removed the talisman formation, sacrificed a talisman, hid in the dark, and searched for it according to the sound.

Life is at stake, and there is no carelessness. Therefore, when Dugu Hexuan felt that he was getting closer and closer to the place where the voice came from, the sky was dawning, and it was no longer so dark between heaven and earth. When I saw the terrain around me, I walked into a valley.

In the valley, strange rocks are craggy, and thick vines spread. Unintentionally, I suddenly realized that this valley was a very rare swampy green space, and the breath of life was quite strong.

The dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and heavier. It was as if it had fallen on the peaks around the valley.

Dugu Hexuan was still invisible, clinging to one strange-shaped boulder after another, slowly approaching. Suddenly, his pupils tightened, his breath suffocated, and the light in his eyes seemed to freeze.

On a smooth, flat boulder, lies a large white wolf. The big white wolf is dying and dying. At its head lay a withered brown wolf, and that was the problem.

At first glance, the giant brown wolf does not look like a wolf, but rather a person, like a giant in a brown robe. It kept whining and wailing from its mouth. Matching the black clouds in the sky, adding to the sadness.

Dugu Hexuan slowly came back to his senses and began to determine that the brown giant wolf was indeed not a wolf clan in the strict sense. Because it doesn't have a tail. However, it has a torso and limbs that belong only to the wolf clan. As for its head, the hair is too long to see.

At this time and now, encountering such a scene, Dugu Hexuan was a little creepy. I can't help but think of the legend of "ladyboy love". With his character, how could he believe in such absurd ghost legends.

The giant brown wolf, skinny and skinny, has no Taoism at all. On the contrary, it was the dying white wolf, noticing a hint of strangeness in the wind, and struggled to raise his head. However, even when it saw a person behind the brown wolf, it could only watch quietly.

The silence in the white wolf's eyes revealed a strong light. It seems that it is the most precious gaze in the world - the eye of maternal love. Bibi eBook

After a while, the brown wolf noticed something unusual, let out a low howl, turned around together, and almost fell to the ground. However, when Dugu Hexuan saw the head of the brown wolf, he only felt that his heart was free from the shackles, and only beat to his throat.

It wasn't a wolf head, it was a human head, human eyes, and human mouth like himself. It's just that the teeth in that mouth are no different from wolf teeth, and they are surprisingly black.

The brown wolf made a desperate threatening sound, trying to drive away the alien race that suddenly appeared. At this time, the white wolf made a faint sound with difficulty, and the brown wolf immediately quieted down, turned his head again, and looked at the white wolf. The white wolf made another sound, and the brown wolf became quieter and quieter.

Undoubtedly, these two wolves could not pose any threat to Dugu Hexuan. Dugu Hexuan relaxed slightly, stepped forward lightly, and squatted in front of the white wolf's head. The white wolf's eyes began to drift, and in its deep gaze, a strong message was emitting, as if it was rescuing the stranger race in front of it. In fact, the white wolf does not seem to be a stranger.

This is a white wolf that is about to die. It is not difficult to speculate that at its peak, it must be the existence of a hegemon.

Dugu Hexuan hesitated for a while, took out a spirit pill, and carefully stuffed it into the white wolf's mouth. Poured enough cloud water on the white wolf again. After a while, the white wolf's breathing gradually became rapid, and the eyes of a pair of wolves regathered the essence of intimidating heaven and earth.

After several painful psychological struggles, Dugu Hexuan gave the brown wolf a large piece of black dragon meat. He could be very confident that in today's world, there were very few demon beast spirit beast flesh that could be comparable to the black dragon meat he had obtained. In today's world, the only one who can squander so much is him, the second young master of Longyuan Valley in the past.

The brown wolf smelled a large piece of black meat and salivated, but did not eat it. It wasn't until the white wolf nodded slightly that he gobbled it up, chewing and biting frantically. After a while, eat a clean light. After eating, the brown wolf obviously had a sense of strength, and it was obvious that he was not full.

At this time, Dugu Hexuan no longer gave it dragon meat, but gave it a large piece of fat and spiritual monster meat. The brown wolf was really hungry and continued to eat.

At this moment, the white wolf slowly got up, glanced at the brown wolf who was eating with relish, and then looked at Dugu Hexuan. Dugu Hexuan's spiritism was already Xiaocheng, and with his keen eye, he had already guessed some clues.

"Senior White Wolf, do you want to take it out of here and return to the Terrans?"

The moment it stood up, the entire valley space seemed to be opened, and the black clouds on the mountain peaks accelerated and rolled in all directions. The scrawny body could not diminish its majesty in the slightest.

The white wolf has not cultivated to the realm of being able to transform into a human form and speak human words, so naturally he cannot respond to the questions of the human race. It just glanced at the well-fed brown wolf with great relief, and then dragged its bone-like body, jumped off the boulder, and walked deeper into the valley. The brown wolf stared at the Terran in front of him suspiciously for a moment, and followed closely behind the white wolf.

Dugu Hexuan didn't know what happened to them, but he faintly found that they could come here, indicating that the swamp ghosts near the Dayang Line must have had a new change. Heart Dao: If you follow the white wolf, maybe there will be an unexpected gain.

So, they followed behind the brown wolf and walked together towards the valley.

The white wolf leads, seemingly walking in a canyon that never ends. Day and night, wearing the stars and the moon. The black clouds over the canyon never showed signs of dispersing. In the long canyon, there has never been the breath of a demon beast.

I walked for three days and three nights. The terrain of the canyon has risen significantly, and the atmosphere of yang has become stronger.

In the early morning of this day, Dugu Hexuan clearly felt the strangeness in the air - the breath of death. It is not difficult to deduce that his feet have stepped on the boundary of the long white line.

However, the legendary ghost of the swamp, which haunts day and night, did not appear. The white wolf who opened the way in front also stopped here for a moment, looking at the area with disgust.

Dugu Hexuan found that the white wolf was staring at a small depression, and there was an unprecedented complication in the wolf's eyes.

It was a nondescript pothole, overgrown with withered, ghostly weeds. This kind of weed, which can be used to ward off evil spirits in children, is useless to Terran monks.

Dugu Hexuan pushed aside the weeds and found that a piece of greenstone with a diameter of more than a foot was hidden under the weeds. It soon turned out that it was not a green stone, but more like a green carpet. The first reaction was to get rich.

According to the Terran Pharmacopoeia, when the Emperor of the Terran advances, he will choose a spiritual stone with abundant spiritual power and sit on it quietly for three hundred and sixty days. If it can successfully advance to the Ghost Emperor, the spirit stone will turn into an emerald green natural carpet. This seemingly inconspicuous thing, but it is the best spiritual material used by the human race for alchemy, and its name is "Ghost Velvet", which ranks among the best of the eight grades. Its value is truly priceless.

Dugu Hexuan silently put away the priceless treasure and pretended to be nothing. The white wolf was still staring at this, as if he wanted to say something to Dugu Hexuan, but he couldn't. Dugu Hexuan suddenly felt that he was taking advantage of others' danger, and he was a little embarrassed.

This time, without hesitation, he directly took out two pieces of dragon meat and gave one to the white wolf and one to the brown wolf. The brown wolf directly ate it, but the white wolf just sniffed and gave it to the brown wolf. After a while, the white wolf continued to walk forward.