The clouds over Baiwang Mountain gathered, turning into a black curtain to cover the sky, the wind in the clouds was blowing, and the clouds were constantly rolling, but the clouds were thick, and the wind could not blow away the clouds in the sky. The entire mountain range was shrouded in a gray-black mist.

Taixuan lowered the auspicious clouds, brushed the top of the mountain and broke into the mist, and a cold evil qi surged around him, and his body became extremely cold, as if he was in the middle of ice and snow.

Tai Xuan sighed secretly, sure enough, it is worthy of being one of the most famous peerless domains in Middle-earth, this Baiwang Mountain is just because of a little evil qi leaked from the necromantic stream, it has become a Jedi where not an inch of grass grows and living beings are difficult to survive, if you go to the necromantic stream, this situation is only afraid of even worse.

The direction in the gray mist was unrecognizable, and as the deeper it went, the more intense the yin aura in the mountain became, and clusters of yin fire flew in all directions, and countless ghosts floated around Taixuan.

Previously, Tai Xuan's whole life was full of vitality, his yang energy was rising, walking in the gray mist, and in the eyes of all kinds of ghosts, he was as attractive as a torch, and they rushed towards him one after another.

Taixuan just waved his sleeves and annihilated the ghosts that pounced, however, there were as many ghosts and monsters in the gray fog as stars, killing them endlessly, and they still rushed towards Taixuan one after another.

Tai Xuan extinguished a few waves, and he was also troublesome, so he couldn't help but restrain his breath, grabbed a cloud of yin qi and turned it into clothes and draped it on his body, covering his own living qi, and then deceived all kinds of ghosts......

Tai Xuan didn't need to distinguish the direction, but just rushed all the way to the place where the yin and evil qi was the strongest.

After flying forward for about a thousand miles, the gloomy aura in front of him was already very dense to a very astonishing degree, and the gloomy mist gathered together, like substance, as black as ink.

Tai Xuan was fearless in his heart, the light in his eyes flickered, he broke through the thick fog, and saw the details in the mist, in front of him was a deep valley, and there was a deep pit in the valley, which was black and bottomless, constantly spraying outward with a sinister aura.

"That pit is where the stream of death leads. Taixuan came to the top of the pit, put away the auspicious clouds, and fell towards the pit with fluttering sleeves.

The deeper you go to the bottom, the more the cold air inside will seep into the bone marrow, Taixuan's body has been falling, and the deep pit is like a bottomless pit, a full quarter of an hour, and it has not reached the bottom of the cave, and I don't know how long it has been, Taixuan's body is light, and a flower in front of him is already in a strange space.

There was a blood-red waning moon hanging in the sky, scattering a hazy red light, there was silence far and near, and there was a swamp on the ground, and black bubbles kept floating up and exploding from the swamp, exuding the smell of rancidity.

Countless transparent ghosts swept across the swamp, and all sorts of strange, ugly-looking spirits rolled and frolicked in the swamp or killed each other.

Behind him, there are swamps on the left and right, and there is no end.

In the distance, there are mountains as far as the eye can see, and there is no grass on the mountains, and all you can see are bare black rocks.

Taixuan flew towards the mountains, but before he could enter the mountains, groups of two-headed crows with rotten feathers and red eyes swooped down on him.

Tai Xuan snapped his fingers and shot a sword light and hit the crows, and the crows each let out a terrible scream, and they were immediately cut in two by the sword light, and the corpses fell towards the swamp.

However, before the corpses could hit the ground, they tumbled in the damp and gloomy swamp, and suddenly a giant python the size of a bucket burst out of it, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the corpses that fell from the sky in one gulp......

After Taixuan killed the crow, his body did not stop, turned into a streamer, and in a moment he came to the top of a mountain.

It was desolate as far as his eyes could see, where should he go to find the Vajra Dao people and them? The Vajra Dao people just sent out a distress message, but the specific location still needs to be found by Tai Xuan himself.

However, this necromantic stream is boundless, and I am afraid that it is not much smaller than Middle-earth, and it is not easy to find them in such a clueless chaos.

If they were unlucky, by the time Taixuan found them, they would have already turned into a dry skeleton......

However, the Vajra Daoist and the Sikong Dao people are not brainless people, since they did not leave an address when the flying sword passed the book, they must have left some clues elsewhere, so that Taixuan Xun could find them, after all, their own safety is at stake, and it is impossible to pin their trust in the exploration of the blind Taixuan blind man......

Taixuan flew at a low altitude while patrolling the ground with his divine thoughts.

Suddenly, Taixuan's eyes lit up, he seemed to have seen something, and fell towards a mountain cliff, landing on the cliff, and a towering tree grew next to a raised rock.

Along the way, it was the first time he had encountered a plant.

The tree resembles a pine tree, but it glows red, and there are more than a hundred red fruits hanging from the tree, which are the size of oranges, full and attractive, and have a rich fragrance, and blue flames float among the branches and fruits.

The trunk is thick enough to embrace, and most of the roots are exposed.

However, although the strange tree was very peculiar, it was not the reason for Taixuan to come here, and Taixuan's eyes had already fixed on the boulder.

This raised rock, three zhang square, has a smooth surface, like a lump of coal, and radiates a dark light.

There are three exquisite jade cups on the stone, and two of them have the breath of the Vajra Dao people on them. The breath on the other cup was exactly the same as the tree in front of him.

Tai Xuan chuckled, how could the breath on the cup last so long, someone must have done it on purpose!

Taixuan came to the big tree, made a joke at the big tree, and said, "This Taoist friend is invited." ”

The tree swayed and stretched like a man, and the branches and leaves swayed and rattled.

The next moment, an old voice came from the tree, "Oh! ”

Tai Xuan smiled in his heart, there is a mystery in the words used in this big tree, maybe his guess is correct.

"You're from Middle-earth, too?" the old voice continued.

"Yes, but, Daoyou has always planned to talk to Poor Dao like this, if it's convenient, please show up and see you. Taixuan said lightly.

"Alas, you human cultivators are so troublesome...... although the voice was a little impatient, but the spiritual light on the big tree began to shine, and then an old man walked out of the tree.

The old man was short in stature, with gray eyebrows, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes, "Do you know what the Necromantic Stream is?"

"Poor Dao naturally knows. Taixuan nodded.

"I know that you still dare to come, and your courage is not small," the old man said nonchalantly, not knowing whether it was praise or sarcasm, and then shook his head, "The old man has a good word to advise, while you haven't entered the hinterland of the Necromancer Stream and encountered real danger, you better go back quickly, otherwise, ......"

(End of chapter)

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