Xiao Xuan felt as if he had touched a secret hidden for the ages, which was full of sorrow, calamity, and killing, but he had no fear in his heart. Because my generation of monks, we must never forget! What cannot be forgotten, Xiao Xuan does not know, but he believes that with the improvement of strength and slow exploration, there will eventually be a **** who will figure out all these things......

In the depths of the continent, on the top of the mountain, the black-veined old man who was chained by iron chains was silent. At this moment, the old man suddenly raised his head, and his dim eyes revealed a look of surprise, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the space.

The white-eyed old man rode on a donkey, holding a wine jug, and taking a sip from time to time, even in this crisis-ridden continent, it was still difficult to hide his free and easy bearing. The Fire Spirit Master followed him in the light, his face cautious, but in the depths of his eyes, it was difficult to hide his joy. After a few days, the colorful glazed fruit on the top of the mountain finally arrived, if it weren't for being here, this old guy would have been unable to help refining it on the spot. The little donkey walks happily, and from time to time turns back to ask for a sip of wine, which is very pleasant.

In this way, under the careless leadership of the little donkey, the party easily avoided one dangerous prohibition after another, far from the white-eyed old Taoist who relied on cultivation to go on a rampage. When the two of them and a donkey crossed a small stream and avoided the ban, the little donkey's eyes lit up, the speed of the hoof falling accelerated, and the "dada" ran happily forward. The white-eyed old man squinted his eyes and opened instantly, and muttered in a low voice: "Is there finally a good thing again?" I said brother, don't have such a high vision, some treasures are obviously excellent, but you don't instruct us to collect them, isn't it a waste." ”

The fire spirit was overjoyed, which was why he was willing to cooperate with the old man, because his donkey was really extraordinary, or it would be more appropriate to call it a treasure hunting donkey, any treasure could be found by him, no matter how deep it was hidden, and he had a keen sense of danger, and he could easily avoid all obstacles after following him. What's more, although this little donkey is colorful, the fire spirit has seen its power, and under the fury, it can be a monk at the peak of the battle god! The fire spirit and the white-eyed old man are old acquaintances, and he has also asked where he got this little donkey.

But the old fellow, who had always been unserious, was extremely stern, not only kept silent about the matter, but also warned the fire spirit never to ask again in the future. is because of what secrets this little donkey is hiding, I am afraid that only the white-eyed old man and this donkey know in their hearts in this world. The fire spirit shook his head, suppressed the thought in his heart, walked forward for a moment, and stopped in front of a giant tree. Call it a giant tree, but it deserves its name. I don't know how long the trees have grown in front of me, the lush canopy covers a radius of dozens of miles, the roots are thick and bare, and they are like a fierce dragon. The main trunk is as thick as 100 zhang, hundreds of zhang high, and the canopy covers the sky, giving people a very strong visual impact. At this moment, the donkey was standing under the tree, walking back and forth, and there was a bit of anxiety in the surprise.

The white-eyed old man's face changed slightly, he had been with him for thousands of years, and he had never seen a donkey react like this, and the figure fell to the ground at the moment, and his eyes looked cautiously at the ancient tree. The fire spirit was juxtaposed with it, and his eyes were also a little strange, such an ancient tree, I am afraid that only this kind of strange place can exist. After a moment, the two of them withdrew their gazes, their brows furrowed slightly, but they didn't notice anything unusual.

Seeing this, the little donkey was so anxious that he screamed "hey, hey", and the white-eyed old man's eyes were shocked, and he lost his voice: "What, you said that there are things from your hometown here, how is it possible?" The old guy suddenly changed color, his eyes widened, and he looked at the ancient tree in front of him, and his face was cloudy and uncertain for a while. The fire spirit is silent, and the little donkey's origin is magical, which he has already guessed, and the things in its hometown must be very simple.

"Fire Spirit Daoist, you stand back and wait for me to find out what is hidden here. The white-eyed old man spoke in a deep voice, and his voice was solemn. The fire spirit nodded, the light flashed, and the figure withdrew a hundred feet away. The white-eyed old man looked solemn, and at this moment, he opened his mouth and bit his fingertips, and the red blood flowed out instantly, condensing into a blood bead, flashing with a strange luster. The old man's fingers fell, and he quickly smeared on the trunk of the tree, drawing complex lines and gradually forming a strange rune.

After the last stroke of this rune was completed, the white-eyed old man let out a low shout: "Appear!" With a low drink, the crimson rune on the trunk of the tree suddenly erupted with endless blood, and spread rapidly, densely covering the entire body of the tree, making the entire ancient tree bathed in blood light. Suddenly, at a certain branch, there was a sudden emanation of some strange fluctuations, and the blood seemed to be attracted, and it quickly condensed towards the branch, forming a mass of blood chrysalis, shrinking one by one, as if giving birth to something.

Click.

After a few breaths, the blood chrysalis shattered, and a golden bell with a golden body and the size of an adult's fist hung on the branches, swaying with the breeze, emitting a crisp jingle bell. The sound of the bell seemed to contain some kind of magical power, spreading in the air, spreading far and wide, as if it was summoning some sleeping being. Hearing the sound of the bell, the donkey screamed, but it contained endless fear.

When the white-eyed old man heard this, the color instantly became extremely ugly, his body flashed, and his mouth burst out: "Let's go! Get out of here quickly!" Although the fire spirit didn't know why, when he saw the white-eyed old man like this, his heart was also fierce. The two of them and a donkey roared away. In the back, under the bell of the ancient tree, the leaves withered and fell off, the cyan branches withered and decayed, and the vitality was instantly transformed into a rich breath of death.

When the last leaf withered, the ancient tree completely decayed, like a hideous skeleton, exuding an endless ferocious aura. The ground began to tremble violently. A shriveled and withered palm suddenly broke through the soil, followed by a hideous and terrifying head, dressed in tattered clothes that had long since rotted. A dried corpse emerges from the ground, stands above the ground, and raises its head to let out a raging roar. The surrounding land, between the tumbling, densely packed with countless figures shook and stood up. The whole body was decayed, but inside this dry corpse, there were powerful energy fluctuations. This fluctuation is not mana, but the breath of death.

Iron armor is standing on top of a ruin somewhere at this moment, this place must have been an extremely prosperous place back then, but after a long time, it is all decaying, exuding an endless desolate atmosphere. He had stood here with his eyes slightly closed, for it had been nearly half an hour, for there was a strange fluctuation looming under the ruins, most likely hiding some kind of treasure. At this moment, Tie Jia's eyes suddenly opened, a bright color crossed his eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his hand and patted it down, shouting: "Where to go." ”

With a slap of the palm, the ruins exploded, and the rubble flew into the sky. A swarthy fragment suddenly shot out from the ground and went straight into the distance, but it was suppressed by this palm, trembling in the void. A little joy flashed in Tie Jia's eyes, and he held it with five fingers, and immediately took the fragment into his hand. This thing is obviously a fragment of a magic weapon, just a broken body, all have such spirituality, and the power is not weaker than the peak Dao weapon of the earth, if such a magic weapon is put together neatly, it is very likely to restore the existence of a heavenly Dao weapon! Since the first fragment has appeared here, it is very likely that the remaining fragments are around. But when Tiejia was about to search carefully, a crisp bell suddenly sounded in his ears.

The sound of the bell seemed to come from the end of heaven and earth, filling the entire space, and it contained an extremely vague and strange fluctuation. As the bell rang, the ground suddenly began to tremble, and the ruins kept tumbling and collapsing, as if some kind of creature was about to come to the ground at this moment. Tie Jia's face was cautious, and his eyes fell firmly on the ground. One after another dried corpses stood up from the ground, although their eyes had long since withered and weathered, but the living qi in the air could not hide their keen sense, countless dried corpses roared on their backs in unison, and the rich aura of death exploded, covering the sky and the sun.

Dozens of dried corpses slammed their feet down, and in the shattering of the ground, their figures turned into a black light and headed straight for the iron armor.

Fa Tianzi walked forward in the dense forest with a cautious face, and the divine consciousness broke out of his body, filling the space, sweeping back and forth, and no wind and grass could escape from his senses. At this moment, the light suddenly converged, revealing the slightly gloomy face of the Son of Fa.

Ding, ding......

When the bell came, the ground trembled, and the dried corpses of various demon beasts were densely exposed to the ground, among which there were faintly mixed with several human corpses, roaring and roaring in their mouths, looking at the location of the Son of Fa Tianzi, revealing an endless greedy aura.

"Damn, what is this!" Fa Tianzi's face changed drastically, this dry corpse on the ground contained endless death qi, such a strange thing, but it was the first time he had encountered it. A two-winged demon beast with two wings on its back suddenly rose into the sky, its corrupt mouth opened, and it bit down fiercely at the Son of Heaven. This demon beast has a strong lifeless qi in its body, but its power is no more than the Yuanying realm, so it naturally cannot pose a threat to the Avatar Cultivator.

Hmph! A cold snort came out of the mouth of the Son of Fa Tianzi, and with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, the body of the dry corpse demon beast shattered, turning into countless fragments and flying in all directions, and a thick dead qi instantly emanated from its body......

The Son of Heaven of the Alchemy Society roared again and again, and the magic power in his hand was exerted, and countless stumps and broken bodies flew sideways in all directions. At this moment, he was besieged in a certain palace, with this person as the center, and within a radius of ten miles, he was densely surrounded by countless dried corpses, and at this moment, he roared and rushed towards it frantically. The face of the Heavenly Son of the Alchemy Society was extremely gloomy, and the cold glint in his eyes flickered endlessly, this dry corpse was not afraid of death, although it could not pose a threat to him, but such a crazy killing could not help but give birth to a bit of tyrannical aura. This feeling haunted his heart, and suddenly made his heart secretly awe-inspiring, this rich and dead qi could actually interfere with the mind of the Transformation God Realm, it was really extremely terrifying!