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Du Ming's group is actually not walking slowly.

From the time they entered this mountain range, it was only a few pillars of incense that they had already reached their destination.

They were the first to be spotted by several teenagers who were patrolling outside.

"Stop, who are you?" exclaimed a lean young man as he silently recited the Demon Trick in his heart.

The voice is sharp, and it should have been a bit imposing.

However, because of his rather pale face, it seemed to be very inward-looking.

It can be seen that he is not unaware of the identity of this group of people, but he is just deliberately provoking, and from his gaze at this group of people, there are all kinds of complex emotions such as fear, disgust, and panic.

Of course, Lin Shuang and the others didn't care about this young man, they didn't even pay attention to the young man's words, but directly stepped forward from Wu Le and shouted to the inside of the mountain range: "Little cubs, grandpa has arrived! Come out quickly to greet you!

A loud voice echoed through the mountains.

The lean young man suddenly became angry and said, "You guys are crazy! This will attract all the powerful ghosts in this area!"

"You people ......"

"Forget it!" the boy was about to say more, but was stopped by the crowd who had come from the deeper part of the mountains.

Feeling the hostility of the many teenagers around him towards this group, Huang Tong, as one of the several leaders, had to take the lead in standing up.

He calmed down everyone's emotions first, and then Lin Shuang said in a low voice: "If you really hope that our plan can succeed this time, then be quiet! Lin Shuang, let me ask you, where is your team member with stealth ghosts?"

When the people behind him heard this, they also looked very interested.

In this small world, most of the fierce ghosts and ghosts born are good at frontal combat, such as Su Wan'er's [Blood Girl], Huang Tong's [White Bone Human Demon], Chen Yan's [Black Knight Captain], etc., although their respective focuses on different directions, some focus on regeneration ability, some focus on physical strength, and some pay more attention to their own combat skills, but no matter what, they are all ghosts that can only exert their abilities on the frontal battlefield.

In addition, other types of ghosts are very rare.

As far as they knew, there were only three or four people in their group who possessed special types of ghosts.

Among them, among their group of people, only Zuo Hongming was able to control a second-order bondage ghost [Tongue Demon].

And among the fierce spirit squad that single-handedly suppressed hundreds of lone teenagers, only Lin Shuang, who was the captain, had a second-order powerful ghost [Frost Sparrow] of the magic type, and was born to cast ice spells, which was a unique ghost thing passed down from generation to generation by the Lin family.

It can be seen that this stealth ghost creature is rare.

But now, it is very strange that a teenager with a sneaking ghost will join this notorious evil spirit squad.

Lin Shuang smiled slightly and said, "Du Ming, you come forward." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a young man with a short body and a sallow face slowly stepped forward, saluted the crowd, and stood quietly aside, without saying a word.

Lin Shuang shook his head, and didn't think it was a pestle, and said to everyone: "The ghost thing controlled by this Du Ming brother is a first-order cultivation [Ghost Cold Python], this kind of ghost thing is like nothing, and its whereabouts are strange, and it is the most suitable for stealth attacks and killing, injuring people. ”

"Moreover, its innate fire spell is also quite weak, and this time our plan is the most in line. ”

Huang Tong glanced at Du Ming carefully, nodded, and said, "Yes, it looks like it can be done." ”

"Then, this next time we act, you people from the Fierce Spirit Squad, it's best not to do anything bad, otherwise you can predict the consequences!"

Lin Shuang said: "This is nature. We are from the Fierce Spirit Squad, you don't have to worry!"

Huang Tong was choked, but he was not angry, and said lightly: "That's the best!"

"The next thing we're going to enter is Devil Ridge. ”

"This is currently the rarest place among the several dangerous realms in the [Little Yellow Spring Realm], and high-level ghosts are the rarest. ”

"But even so, if we are not careful when we act there, we are still in danger of total annihilation!"

"So for the sake of everyone's safety, it's better to be careful!"

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It is an endless mountain range, the color is like thick ink, and the clouds are full of smoke.

This mountain is south of the [Little Heishui River] and east of the [Huangquan Rift Valley], with thousands of branches, among which the peaks and peaks, strange valleys, cliffs and cliffs can be seen everywhere, everywhere.

Due to the special geographical environment of this world, the ancient forests are dense between the branches of the various mountain peaks, which are blocked by a pale black mist all day long, shrouded in clouds, and full of ghosts.

At this time, under a small mountain peak dozens of miles west of this mountain range, its first visitors were welcomed.

This is a group of capable teenagers.

Most of them were silent, just quietly looking at the mountain in front of them.

This is Du Ming and his party.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up, I saw that the path of this mountain was narrow, the jungle was dense, and the gray-white stone walls were crawling everywhere with thick vines, and the whole mountain was almost covered with this piece of green.

However, because the mountains are filled with gray-black and filthy atmosphere, the mountains that should be verdant and green and full of vitality are dark and gloomy, which makes people look at them and feel cold in their hearts!

The men did not stop much at the foot of the mountain, but rested for a while and began to climb cautiously upward.

At this time, the dawn has arrived, and the mountain wind has not dispersed.

The branches of the ancient trees on both sides of the mountain path swayed back and forth in the fierce cold wind, as if countless fierce ghosts and fierce spirits were dancing their claws, trying to take advantage of the situation to pounce down. In addition, in the gloomy black fog that fills the mountains, there are strange sounds from time to time, the wind is miserable, and the ghosts are miserable.

However, most of Du Ming's group of people were not affected by it.

These people, whether they are monks or idle disciples, have been exposed to all kinds of supernatural phenomena all day long since they came into contact with the Netherworld. As they learned more about all kinds of spirits and ghosts, they lost their reverence for these supernatural things.

And after entering this [Little Yellow Spring Realm], they have also subdued their own ghosts. With these unique demons and ghosts to protect themselves, they were not affected by this strange scene, and climbed up without fear.

With their bodies washed by the aura of heaven and earth, they easily ran between the mountain peaks and paths.

In just a few quarters of an hour, they reached the top of this small mountain.

Deadhead!

It is rumored that a genius disciple of the [Netherworld Dao] who cultivated the ghost path died here!

His resentment was unquenchable, his head was cut off, he turned into a demon, and he lived on a cliff for a long time.

The truth of this matter is no longer verifiable, and most of the disciples of the [Netherworld Dao] just take it as a joke, because there is indeed a flying skull ghost entrenched here!

However, the procession that was winding its way came to a halt seven or eight feet down the mountain.

Because they had seen the elixir they had dreamed of from afar!

And, the demon perched high above an ancient stump in front of the elixir!

It was a man's head with a miserable green body and a hideous abnormality!

The second-order ghost creature [Flying Skull], can fly extinct, travel at night, likes to eat the internal organs of mortals, and is one of the hundred types of evil ghosts in the legend.

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