The villagers at the foot of the mountain were very frightened when they saw the commotion of the mountains and forests, and the beasts were running like a frenzy, moving the mountains, and they must have nothing to do with the immortals who entered the mountain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It must be that these outsiders don't know how to count etiquette, Tai Sui's head broke ground, touched the taboo, and annoyed the mountain god's grandfather and lowered his anger!"

"What they want to explore is not the grave of the land lord, then they can't dig it!"

The villagers looked at the rioted hill with worry, and went to their homes to take out incense and burn prayers, and sincerely bowed and apologized, very anxious.

And at this time, a group of monks are struggling to move forward, walking to the depths of the forest is damaged, full of devastation, as if after a groundbreaking war, even if it is a blue sky and white day, but also more and more feel that the demon is hairy, often there are wisps of invisible black fog drifting over, mysterious, like a dead soul, although it will not harm people, but whenever it passes through the human body, it will feel a chill to the bones for a moment, as if frozen paralysis.

"What the hell are these, the resentment of the legendary Great Demon of the Dead?"

"It's getting more and more wicked. ”

This is by no means a good place, shrouded in a strange force, extremely strange, the monks cannot walk an inch, and the mortals walk in it without harm, the identities of the two seem to be reversed in this area, the latter is even more magical, they have to add spells to the old Zhang Tou and a few people, in case they take the opportunity to escape.

They saw the endless fierce birds and beasts dense earlier, and the tide seemed to gush out, extremely restless, blood and anger, almost lost their minds, and turned into mad demons, so that even as monks, they did not dare to directly attack it, but chose to avoid it, and looked at each other and felt that the road ahead was even more dangerous.

What they saw in front of them was too amazing, as far as they could see, there were many of them who knew how to swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, and became a strange seed, with a terrifying body, carrying the power of the mountain and cracking the stone, but somehow, they were all fleeing, it seemed that there was a god of evil who had been awakened and was going to be resurrected in a river of blood.

"I still underestimate this realm, I didn't expect that there would be so many Dao Spirits who have cultivated spiritual wisdom in this heavy mountain, and the true body of Wang Xian is buried here, and the fragments of the Great Dao are stripped away, but it has benefited these ignorant beasts in the unopened chaotic mind. ”

The master of the fairy wind Dao bone said, he observed carefully for a while, and continued to speak: "Seeing them like this, I am afraid that they did not run out of the tomb of the ancient king, this scaly beast born in the mountains and forests can inherently seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, is there really something strange ahead, otherwise how can you abandon the great blessed land." ”

"What's this, the birds and beasts in the mountains have no chance to see the mighty Holy Continent, like a frog at the bottom of the well, naturally it is inevitable to make a fuss, old man, don't lie to confuse the public, and retreat before you arrive. ”

A crisp voice came out, and he was unceremonious to Master Yuxiao, who was a peerless master, and a blonde boy walked out of the Xiangche Yuluan, but he was waist-high, wearing a luxurious melon skin jacket, with a delicate face, looking no more than eight or nine years old, but his eyebrows and eyes were quite angry, destroying the face with red lips and white teeth, and a look of eyes above the top, extremely arrogant.

If Xi Yu let him see it, he would definitely be sure in his heart that this boy was also born like that old ghost, what kind of person who borrowed the corpse to revive the soul, his eyes were cunning and fierce, revealing two snow-white tiger teeth, not like a child, there was no innocence and cuteness at all, but like a hundred-year-old demon who sucked human blood.

On the left and right of the little boy, there are four middle-aged monks with expressionless faces carrying Luan, very wooden, but all of them have high temples and deep cultivation, with their heads lowered, exuding a heart-pounding qi.

Everyone is very jealous of this little boy who does not grow up like a dwarf, knowing that he is an expert in making tricks, and the best skin is not worthy of the evil heart and intestines under it, and they dare not say much, even if the master is verbally contradicted twice, he also knows his temper, and he does not think so, and it is extremely worthless to make a big move for this.

Lao Zhangtou was pushed to the front to lead the way, he saw this scene and his body trembled, his fingers were folded, and he muttered something silently, and the blue-shirted young man was very close to hearing it, but it was all words like "offense" and "forgiveness", and he spoke to appease him for a while.

"I can't go any further!" said the old man, taking the hand of the blue-shirted young man and whispering to dissuade him, knowing that the others would not listen to his advice.

The blue-shirted young man clenched Lao Zhangtou's hand, and when he heard this, he felt his sudden trembling, and a layer of gloom hung over his heart.

"These beasts that have escaped from the mountains are completely in the way, how can we get there?"

"I think that when the king's tomb is in the world, something must have happened in front of it, which will make so many fierce birds and beasts feel uneasy and shocked. Maybe the Dharma seal that was hidden back then is about to dissipate, so we can't miss the opportunity, let's find a way around it!"

The monks overcame all the thorns and thorns, asked Lao Zhangtou for the general direction, and opened a path with their blades, and went around for several miles, and found a mountainside, as far as the eye could see, and the end of it was the source of the black mist.

"We're here!"

Their voices are slightly excited, a few days and nights of sleepless along the way, is already sweating, here can not rise from the rainbow, no matter how high the realm will be knocked down, a place where a thought is blink of an eye on weekdays, how many days of practice has not been like this, as if the mana has been lost, at this time with the feet to measure, the body is already sour and soft, at this time finally see that it is almost here, are very encouraged.

They rested for a while, then climbed up to the top of the mountain along the vines, and from the top of the mountain, they saw an extremely thrilling scene between the lofty mountains.

Several mountain peaks were missing, and the rocks were scattered across the sky, smashing the surrounding mountains and forests into ruins, leaving only a huge pit in the center of the valley, and within the deep pit, countless deep ravines seemed to be able to pass through the netherworld at the root of the mountain, filled with miasma, and bright red blood gushed out, and the blood seemed to be burning with raging flames, vibrant, lifeless, strange and gratuitous, revealing a palpitating demon.

The blood gushed more and more, converging into a pool of blood, bubbling and blistering, as if the demon was bathing, and suddenly it was like receiving the light of the sky, and a beam of scorching sun pierced the faint and fell down, brilliant and sacred, and could not be blasphemed.

Blood gushed from the ground, this is an evil scene, like hot spring magma, with a high temperature that makes people's scalps tight, enough to make ordinary people frightened, they will definitely think that it is the Enma that is the work of the devil, and crawl out of the nine shadows underground.

"Whose blood is this, so much, inexhaustible?!"

"Could it be that it is the blood of the demons of the past years, how many heads are there, thousands of years have passed, and they have not dried up?!"

Some people were suspicious, their expressions were terrified, and their voices couldn't help but tremble. They are monks who go against the sky, so naturally they don't believe in the existence of any mountain gods and land, but thinking about the name of this place, they are terrified physically and mentally.

Hell, hell, hell on earth!

Now, they have to believe that maybe it may be as Lao Zhangtou said, there are still demons who have not died thoroughly, and they have gone through thousands of years, and they are not stiff when they die!

"Hey, that's!"

A monk pointed from afar, there was a collapsed portal in the blood pool under the root of the mountain, crystal clear, flashing colorful, rippling water ripples, there were ancient runes carved on it, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, just like tadpoles swimming on it, if there was life, it seemed that it could be seen through the hazy light of several treasures to shine.

And in the depths of the portal, you can faintly see an ancient hall floating in the fire of the heavens, hanging but not falling, slowly rising and falling, the whole body is blue and secluded, as if the real immortal dwelling.