Chapter Ninety-Four: A White Horse

(2nd Update)

The shadow of the sword was like a rainbow, passing through the sky, heading south

The verdant, undulating earth spreads out below, and there is no end in sight, and there is no end to it, and it is a wilderness with no people, and only a few places are the villages and towns and cities that have been developed and built by mortals

This is a vast scene that can only be seen when standing in the high clouds, and Fang Jun's eyebrows are undulating when he sees it

Immortal

What is an immortal?

Those who can look down on the earth in the high clouds can be called immortals

But Fang Junmei shook his head a little self-deprecating after a while, even if he got to this point, he was just a small repair, think about Fan Lanzhou, take care of the present, think about the Dao people, Tianhe Dao people, and the mysterious and mysterious mortal transformation stage power, what is this achievement?

At this moment, it is dusk

Fang Junmei did not stop, and continued to fly south

Before going out, the Taoist told him again, because of the matter of the blood pill, he was worried that someone would catch him and ask him what was going on, and in order to avoid getting into trouble, because he was advised to hurry at night, and during the day he was looking for a place to sit and recover

Most of the monks still follow the habits of mortal times, day and night, and do the opposite, which is a common experience of walking the rivers and lakes

......

Along the way, the temperature is getting hotter

It took nearly a month to reach the northern edge of the Savage Jungle without any trouble

From a distance, the boundless wild jungle was extremely lush, with tall trees and entangled vines, and a large area of mist swirling in it

The color of the mist is not all white, there are yellow, red, and even black, which is one of the unique existences of the wild jungle - miasma poison gas, most of which contain highly poisonous, is not a small trouble for monks, if mortals do not understand the toxicity of these miasma poison gases, and have a way to detoxify, they will not dare to live here at all

Fang Jun's eyebrows swept a few times and continued to move forward

The high and low mountains began to appear in patches

Most of the mountains in this wild jungle are not too high, but they are abnormal, like a long dragon, entrenched on the earth

There are many cracks in the valley and the ground, and from time to time you can see shocking black cracks, listen carefully, and in the depths, there is the sound of insects walking in the depths, which is so loud that it is abnormal

For monks, this wild jungle means danger, but it also means special chance

There are many demon beasts here, producing a large number of refining materials, and it is also the home of many highly poisonous plants and trees, attracting many monks of the evil demon path to come here to find alchemy materials and practice evil skills

Wanman Mountain is a mountain, and it is also the name of the sect

Wanman Mountain is located in the southwest of the wild jungle, and it is the highest, most dangerous and deepest, the most rugged and the most aura

And the place where Fang Junmei is going is in the southeast direction, whether he will meet the disciples of Wanman Mountain, it is really difficult to say

Roar!

Roar!

In the distance, there was a loud beast roar

Fang Jun's eyebrows turned his gaze, and he could vaguely see that in the direction of more than a dozen or so away, there were brilliant lights and shadows flickering, if there was no accident, there must be a monk there

Fang Junmei ignored it, quietly raised the sword shadow under his feet, and flew in a higher direction

After another seven or eight days, they finally arrived at the place recorded in the dragon brocade clothes and jade slips

......

Bang –

With a soft sound, landing on a mountain rock covered with red moss, Fang Jun's eyebrows glanced at the nearby scene

This is a place full of blood-red, strange stone pillars, with a radius of a hundred miles

Each pillar of the stone forest, at least two or three hundred zhang high, waist circumference dozens of zhang, like a huge spear, pierced into the sky, coupled with the pillar roots of the blood red, suddenly gave people a bloody and tragic feeling, in fact, this place, in the local word of mouth, the name is called - blood stone forest o

I don't know if it's a natural generation or if it's the work of living beings

The aura of heaven and earth in the air is very thin, and the miasma is poisonous, faintly scattered, and the colors are scattered around

In the mountains between the stone pillars, there are lush vegetation, and thorn vines are entangled in the messy earth, which is also blood-red, and there is no sign of the road

At a glance, you can clearly see the existence of insects, which are much larger than ordinary places, and their images are hideous and vicious

In addition, I can't feel the breath of a powerful existence, not even a weak demon beast, only those insects

Finally arrived here, Fang Junmei didn't rest much, there were clouds under his feet, he used the cloud technique to support himself, and slowly shuttled through the stone forest to find it

At the same time, the power of spiritual consciousness spread out like mercury

......

According to the introduction of the dragon brocade clothes and jade slips, the strange creature he saw back then was a white horse-like existence, which seemed to be underage at that time, only half a human tall

When Long Jinyi was chasing this white horse, he was taken aback by its strange speed, this horse seemed to cross space, from one place, flickering to another, its situation, unless it was someone who had seen it, it was difficult to imagine

Fortunately, the horse's attack was not strong at that time, otherwise the custody of Long Jinyi would have been killed

After a while, the white horse disappeared without a trace, and even the spiritual sense could no longer be found

Fang Junmei searched for it, and at the same time recalled the appearance of this horse in his mind

This search, that is, for more than half a month, searched the blood-colored stone forest all over again, and found no trace of the white horse

......

On this day, Fang Junmei stood on the edge of a cliff on a huge crack, looking at the dark depths below, frowning and groaning

Obviously, if the white horse is not leaving, it must be hiding somewhere, and since it cannot be found on the ground, the best way is to try its luck underground

Zheng!

While he was groaning, Fang Jun drew his sword fiercely, turned around and slashed it, and quietly wrapped a thick arm, like a poisonous snake, around his blood-red vine, and slashed it with a sword

Burst!

There was a blood-like red pulp, splashing away from the fracture, and outside Fang Jun's eyebrows, a layer of golden light had already been opened, blocking all the red pulp from his body

For most of the past half a month, what he hated the most was these blood-colored vines, like spiritual demons, always attacking him without knowing whether they were alive or dead, even if he was in the air, they would bounce out, shaking straight like spears

The long sword was unsheathed, the spiritual sense spread silently, and the cliff below was in a hemispherical shape, about dozens of zhang deep, and the light was dim, and it was not clear to the naked eye

Dozens of zhang down, it is the bottom of the valley, but that is not the end, on the ground at the bottom of the valley, there are huge crack-like existences, and the spiritual consciousness continues to spread, but it doesn't take a moment to reach the limit, and it can no longer be explored

And everywhere I passed, I only felt that the weeds and vines were becoming more and more scarce, and even the sound of insects and pigs was extinct, and the further down I went, the more silent it became, as if there was a huge silent world hidden below

In the valley under the cliffs like this, in the blood-colored stone forest, there are several o

After staring at it for another moment, Fang Junmei took a slight breath, controlled the cloud technique, and swept downward, not fast or slow

......

Soon, it was to the bottom

Fang Jun's eyebrows and nose moved, there was a smell of blood, wafting into his nose from those cracks, this bloody smell was by no means the plasma of the red grass and trees unique here, but like the smell of animal blood, extremely pungent

The divine sense swept away, but there was nothing to see the corpses of wild beasts or anything like that, not even a trace was left

“...... If there was anything strange about this place, the senior brother would have definitely visited it back then, and would have warned me that it was dangerous, and since he didn't say it, it showed that this place was either not abnormal, or it was born after he left...... Could it be some new monster?"

Fang Jun's eyebrows turned sharply, and his mind that originally planned to use the fire spell to probe down immediately changed, and after a few flashes of his gaze, he relied on his spiritual sense to reach out into the darkness below, regardless of the fact that the sword was already in his hand

The further down it goes, the darker it becomes, and there is not the slightest sound

The gap in the crack is big and small

Fang Junmei didn't have any direction, so he could only look for it at will

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