"Red dust is like a dream...... he muttered to himself, and although he didn't know who was speaking, he understood what it meant.

Maybe...... Maybe this is his creation, a creation that washes away the worries of the heart!

"It's time to go up the mountain!"

As he spoke, he jumped forward, this time moving exceptionally smoothly, except for the still dim sky, the corrosive aura in the air had disappeared.

He is extremely fast with plenty of mana, and the bad environment on the mountainside is more peculiar, surrounded by all kinds of vines, among which there are gorgeous but dangerous man-eating flowers, but when Feng Qingyang passes by, they all close their buds one after another, as if Feng Qingyang has something on his body that makes them fearful.

Feng Qingyang shrugged his shoulders and didn't care, these man-eating flowers seemed ferocious, but they were nothing to his copper-skinned and iron-boned zombie body.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were suddenly turbulent, the top of the mountain suddenly rushed to the sky, a huge black cloud floated from afar at great speed, the mountain was instantly submerged by it, the air was filled with the smell of blood, the wind Qingyang's heart jumped, and he smelled an unusual smell from this breath.

Ordinary gore is just pungent, and this bloody breath can actually shake people's minds, especially the wind is clear, zombies attract bloodthirsty, if he doesn't have the blood of the corpse king, I'm afraid that he will suck blood everywhere, and become a murderous devil who only knows how to suck blood.

"The mountains have changed. Feng Qingyang was surprised in his heart, this smell of blood had aroused his fragile nerves, mana worked, and he quickly jumped towards the top of the mountain.

It didn't take long for him to finally reach the top of the mountain, but the situation at the top of the mountain surprised him.

It turned out that the dead trees and dustless real people who were separated from them were all on this mountain, and they were all surprised when they saw the wind blowing, you must know that this mountain is full of dangers, and they all reached the top of the mountain directly from the sky.

I saw that there was a huge pool on the top of the mountain, it should be a pool of blood, and the dark clouds above the head were about to overwhelm the mountain, and the lightning and thunder in the dark clouds were surging.

There was a statue in the center of the blood pool, ten feet high, with sharp edges and lifelike, especially the fangs that he stretched out of his lips actually reflected the cold light from time to time, and his pupils also seemed to have a glow, no matter what angle he looked at, he felt that he was staring at himself.

The style is hairy, because he always has a very strange feeling in his heart when facing this statue, but he can't tell what it is.

"Qingyang, why are you only here now?" The dead tree walked up with a shy old face, a fine light flashed in his eyes, the wind Qingyang at this moment seemed to have a slight change, the previous Feng Qingyang looked at it from the inside to the outside, and at this moment he seemed to look extremely relaxed, as if it was - as if his temperament had changed!

"Oh, I landed on a swamp after teleporting, and then I ended up here for some reason. Feng Qingyang's heart moved, and he said, but ...... However, the situation was a little bad! I saw that the disciples on the side of Maoshan were all looking at the dead tree and the others with unstoppable killing intent in their eyes.

Hearing the wind clearly, the dead tree's face changed and said, "You came up directly from the bottom of the mountain?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Feng Qingyang asked casually, but his answer had already caused a storm in everyone's hearts.

The wind thunderstorm and lightning and the Maoshan disciples and others were all dumbfounded, as if in their eyes, there seemed to be some engine that could stare from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

"Clear ...... Qingyang ...... Halfway up the mountain, there are three late-stage wandering corpses. The dead tree stammered.

"Wandering corpses, halfway up the mountain, is it ......" Feng Qingyang's heart moved, no wonder when he reached the halfway up the mountain, the earth demon bear said nothing and refused to continue to move forward.

"I don't know, anyway, I just came up and didn't meet anything. Feng Qingyang secretly added a caution, three wandering corpses, then he should go to visit him.

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, with a look of disbelief, but looking at his expression that he didn't want to say anything, they had to suppress the doubts in their hearts deeply.

"Don't mention these ......"

The dead tree snorted and quickly changed the subject, he looked at the statue in the pool of blood and continued: "We all teleported to the foot of the mountain, but we went directly to the top of the mountain. ”

"In this blood pool, there is a corpse control bell of the zombie king Liu Wuji, and this bell can control the three wandering corpses under the mountain......"

At this point, Feng Qingyang finally understood why Maoshan and the others were looking at the dead trees with fierce eyes, and they originally wanted to monopolize their treasures.

If the wandering corpse in the later stage can be used, it can completely pick and match the cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining. It is definitely the top combat power in the sect, and the middle beam is against the pillar.

"But to enter the blood pool, you must sacrifice three people in blood, this is the idea that the statue conveyed to us before, you look at the dustless old horseman, I can't wait to tear us apart directly. Although the dead tree was not afraid, he still said worriedly.

Although Feng Qingyang only has the cultivation of the mid-stage jumping corpse, his combat power is definitely top-notch, as long as he can be given a chance to get close, then the cultivator in the late stage of qi refining is completely scum in front of him.

"Let's get straight to the point!"

At this time, the dead tree on the opposite side of the blood pool suddenly spoke.

"If the two of us make a move, I'm afraid that we will hurt a lot of disciples in the sect, since this is the case, let's have three games, no matter who loses, then we will go to the blood sacrifice. ”

The words are high-sounding, but they are full of ruthlessness and indifference, and in the face of interests, the feelings of the same door are floating clouds.

"Aren't you bullying us?"

The dead tree's face changed, and he said angrily. There were only six of them plus Feng Qingyang, but Wuchen Zhenren brought a hundred disciples and four elders.

This kind of lineup is about to touch half of Maoshan's combat power!

"Hmph, my Maoshan is also a righteous sect, and I won't take advantage of you, we can each send three disciples in the late stage of qi refining to compete. ”

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang had a very disdainful expression, three to three, no matter who died, they would go to the blood sacrifice, the people of Maoshan didn't care about the life or death of their fellow disciples at all, if the dead tree and others were not here, I was afraid that they would just throw their disciples away.

"Okay, I promise you!" said without waiting for the dead tree to answer.

"Purify your ......"

"It's okay, you don't have to make a move, I'll challenge them one by one. ”

"Arrogance!"

"Presumptuous!"

The faces of the disciples of the Maoshan Zhengtian Sect turned red, and they all looked at Feng Qingyang with angry eyes, and in their eyes, one finger could pinch the dead Feng Qingyang's ant-like storage.

"If you want to die, you can't blame me!" Wuchen Zhenren was also angry, and he was actually despised by a small zombie.

Seeing the confident wind blowing clearly, the dead tree actually believed him for a while.

"Okay, I promise you, if you are unfortunately killed, my dead tree will fight for this old life and blow yourself up, and I will also pull down the dustless old man to accompany you. ”

This time, the wind, thunder, rain and lightning were all moved, they were actually not afraid of the disciples of Maoshan at all, and it was not necessary for the deer to die, but they really couldn't understand why the wind was clear and came back to this troubled water.

"Don't worry, I have my own way. ”