"This is the White Bone Ridge?"

Tang Mo's master and apprentice left Wuzhuang Temple, and it didn't take long for them to step into a mountain range full of bones.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains are covered with white bones, which are of the human race and the demon race, all kinds of things.

It's a place of complete dead silence, full of the smell of death.

The yin wind howled, hanging over the mountains, with a kind of oppression.

The dead trees were watered with blood, and the crows howled in the trees, giving out ominous signs.

"I'm obedient! Little White Dragon, I feel a little infiltrated, Brother Monkey protects me!"

The little white dragon opened his mouth a little fearfully, and the yin wind blew on his body, making him goosebumps all over his body.

"Look at your cowardice, little white dragon, in the future, don't say that you are messing with Lao Niu and me. ”

The Bull Demon King looked at the little white dragon with disdain and said.

The little white dragon stretched his neck and said cautiously, "You can't say that, little white dragon, I pinch my fingers, there must be a big demon entrenched here! ”

As soon as he said this, Sun Wukong and everyone looked at him with disdain.

Isn't this nonsense?

This is a place of death, a place of evil, and such a place must be bred into monsters, and there are evil things.

Just as their words fell, the yin wind rolled up, and the sky above the White Bone Ridge had turned blood-colored, and the blood-colored sky dome carried a kind of depression, and this piece of heaven and earth had completely turned blood-colored.

And it rained from above the heavenly vault, and it was blood-coloured.

The blood-colored rain carried a killing aura and battle intent, hooking the breath in the bodies of all living beings.

A long howl came from all directions, and the desolate voice spread through everyone's ears.

"Fight, fight, fight, fight until no one dares to claim the throne!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill until no one claims to be respected!"

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"Fight, fight, fight, fight until no one dares to claim the throne!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill until no one claims to be respected!"

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The voice carried a desolation and unyieldingness, constantly echoing between heaven and earth. A sense of iron-blooded killing filled the heavens and the earth.

A blood-colored illusion was triggered in front of everyone in an instant, and the iron and blood were killed, and the golden iron horse was swallowed like a tiger.

Chongxiao's battle intent filled between this heaven and earth, and Sun Wukong couldn't help but shout angrily.

"Fight!"

Fight until no one dares to claim the king, and kill until no one claims to be respected.

Between the eyes of the Bull Demon King, a trace of fierceness flickered, and the blood qi was constantly surging.

"Fight!"

Yang Jian's heavenly eyes reflected the heavens and the earth, and a raging flame burned in it.

"Fight!"

It's not that they're controlled by illusions, it's a spiritual resonance.

The war intent that filled this heaven and earth attracted the hidden war intent in their bodies, and the war intent in their bodies responded to the war intent of this heaven and earth.

Even Tang Mo had a moment, an instant of blood boiling.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

Tang Mo recited a Buddha horn, recited the scriptures, and the sound of Zen chanting sounded, with a sense of tranquility and peace.

Sun Wukong, Bull Demon King, and Yang Jian were all stunned, breaking free from the feeling of boiling battle intent just now.

"Damn! What the hell is this place! My grandson will be affected too. ”

Sun Wukong's fiery eyes shot out a terrifying beam, angrily fighting bulls, wanting to see through this place, but it was difficult to find the origin of its heels.

"Fight until no one dares to claim the throne! Kill until no one claims to be respected! Whose voice is this! What a terrible fighting spirit!"

Yang Jian was also looking for the source of the voice, with a kind of vigilance.

The Bull Demon King snorted coldly and said, "I'm afraid of a fart!

Although that battle intent was not to control them, but only to arouse their spiritual resonance, it was terrifying enough.

You must know that each of them is a Tianjiao who oppresses an era, and they have all been suppressed for hundreds of years, and after hardships, their spiritual will is terrifying enough.

Even in the face of quasi-saints, I am afraid that they will not be able to easily shake their spiritual will.

But here, they were aroused by the battle intent in their hearts, this is not control, it is just an influence, but it is terrifying enough.

"It seems that this White Bone Ridge is really an evil place, Master, in my opinion from Little White Dragon, we might as well take a detour, leave this White Bone Ridge, and take another path. ”

The little white dragon was not affected, not because he had strong willpower, nor because he was strong, but because he was good enough.

The Bull Demon King looked at the little white dragon contemptuously and said, "Little white dragon, if you say this kind of thing again, believe it or not, I will kill you with an axe!"

The little white dragon's neck shrank, and he didn't dare to say more.

Tang Mo looked around and said, "Let's go, I don't know, where can we go?"

Looking at the road again, it has already turned into a blood mist, and the road before they came turned out to be gone, and there is no way back, only to move forward.

Tang Mo felt the desolate voice, the Great Cause and Effect Technique was running to explore its source, but this place was chaotic, and the heavenly machine was also difficult to detect.

The voice seemed to come from the primeval world, and it seemed to be close to their ears.

"This is the remnant of the war spirit of the past years, engraved into the road mark, in this world, there must have been a shocking war. ”

Tang Mo looked at the blood-colored world and spoke.

The earth-shattering battle, the battle to the death, and finally the unyielding battle spirit turned into a road mark, engraved between this heaven and earth, and then the continuous echo has never been broken.

"I don't know who buried the bones here in the past, even after death, this fighting spirit is still unconscious. ”

Yang Jian spoke, with a bit of admiration between his words.

The battle intent alone, turned into a spiritual will, engraved in this heaven and earth, immortal and immortal, was enough for him to admire.

Thundered!

The blood moon in the sky suddenly became intense, and the blood rain gathered together.

Whoa!

A river of blood appeared in front of Tang Mo's eyes, and the blood rain condensed together and changed into a pattern.

The pattern is a giant, but it has no head, and it looks strange.

"Fight, fight, fight, fight until no one dares to be king. ”

The headless giant, whose blood droplets were condensed, actually made a sound from between his stomach.

This scene is very infiltrating and makes people shudder.

The little white dragon couldn't help but shudder and said, "This place is unknown! Brother Monkey, protect me!"

Sun Wukong and they are all vigilantly looking around, this scene is really creepy.

The howl of ghosts and wolves sounded between heaven and earth, and the blood rain slowly became larger, and a sea of blood appeared on the mountains, and above the sea of blood, a boat made of white bones came, with a kind of evil spirit.

This sea of blood and white bone boat seems to sail from between the nine shadows, devouring everything.

"Trespassing in the Land of Bones is a capital offense!"

On top of the white bone boat, there was a figure standing, he stood on top of the white bone boat, and spoke towards Tang Mo's master and apprentice with murderous intent.

"Trespassing in the Land of Bones is a capital offense!"