"Oh, Mr. Leng, don't take risks! What we are saying is true, and there is still the original cemetery!"

"Young Master Leng, you can eat a full meal after listening to people's advice and don't go in at will, it will be a death--"

"If you don't believe it, please come with us. All cities within thousands of miles have records of the past, and it will not be wrong!"

Hundreds of people were stunned when they saw his movements and shouted repeatedly, hoping to change his mind.

I really don’t want to trigger a death raid, and I don’t want my family to die without a complete body.

Leng Qiu didn't look back, and a faint voice sounded:

"I believe what you said is true, but I am more sure that there is no danger inside. It's just a rumor! If you don't believe it, you can come in with me to take a look!"

After saying that, a magic lamp radiating light appeared above his head, illuminating the darkness in the jungle.

It seems that there is no more illusion in it, it is all things that exist in reality.

When people see the surrounding scenery, it is indeed the same as in reality, without any abnormalities.

However, they still couldn't believe it, staring at Leng Qiu with a panic expression and trembling muscles all over their body, and they were extremely afraid.

Even the Fourth Patriarch of the Ye family and others looked very serious. They grabbed the weapon in their hands and their spiritual sense radiated to the surroundings, observing the situation at any time.

But if something is wrong, take the initiative!

But I didn’t see anything wrong. Everything I saw was a flower, and the tree was a tree, but I didn’t find anything wrong.

The warriors following behind also found something was wrong, and there seemed to be no danger.

Apart from the wild beasts that flee in panic when they see humans, there is no trace of humans at all.

What's strange is that they looked through three mountains, but they were already in the middle of the mountain range, but there was no spiritual herb.

In theory, spiritual flowers and herbs are indispensable in places that make it so rich. Moreover, creatures are still just wild beasts and have not evolved to the level of ferocious beasts.

"Master, I feel something is wrong. How could it be that there is no spiritual herb or a ferocious beast?"

Huangfu Song shook the golden dragon robe on his body, couldn't help but wonder and said.

His expression was extremely serious, afraid of major problems.

Leng Qiu waved his hand, not thinking that there was anything, and said lightly:

"It's okay, if you look carefully on the ground, you will know that all the spiritual things are controlled. How can they be born? I want to see who it is, with such a big deal!"

Everyone's eyes followed Leng Qiu's fingers and saw the black silk threads hidden under the bushes and grass leaves.

When you see the first one, you will see countless hidden roots below.

"What is this? If you don't pay attention, you will ignore it!"

The fourth ancestor of the Ye family frowned, feeling that there must be danger.

"Strange, this is weird! It's the executioner who slaughtered countless humans!"

Before Leng Qiu could answer, someone shouted.

"Yes, yes, it must be weird, otherwise it wouldn't be so secretive, but we can't see it!"

Someone immediately agreed and confirmed what the person in front of him said.

Huangfu Song and others frowned even deeper as to their words, and for the first time they saw such a strange change.

My heart was full of tension and I also had a deep understanding of the magic lamp above the master's head.

Otherwise, they would not see anything, and they would probably not even know how to die.

Compared to their nervousness, Leng Qiu seemed to be alive, and a handful of leaves appeared in his hand, which he pinched into a butterfly.

Then a few drops of blood were lit and turned into a light pink color.

No one knows what he is doing. When facing dangerous things, he makes a fake butterfly to do.

But the next moment, everyone was stunned.

Leng Qiu's fingers moved slightly, and the butterfly formed by leaves and blood gathered, flapping its wings and flying.

Flexible is like a creature.

"Oh my god, what is this method? Have you become a creature out of thin air?"

"A shitty creature is definitely not alive. I don't know what the means are, but there are indeed some tricks!"

"Is this going to use weirdness to deal with weirdness?"

The many warriors who followed him were randomly speculating, but they couldn't even say anything.

Leng Qiu didn't explain, there was no need to explain at all. He greeted the five subordinates, accelerated the speed and followed the pink butterflies to shuttle through the jungle.

The Fourth Patriarch of the Ye family and others didn't know what it was, and they didn't dare to ask. They could only follow Leng Qiu and fly all the way inside.

The instant acceleration made the warriors present look at each other, wondering whether to continue to follow.

"Can you follow?"

"What if you encounter danger?"

"Even if there is no danger, Leng Qiu will never like to be followed."

After briefly talking, some people decided to follow it, even if they were looking.

The other part of the people continued to stay where they were, without following them to check, and turned around and left.

Leng Qiu and others didn't know what their decisions were, and they didn't care about them.

Following the pink butterflies and in one direction, but rushing all the way, almost no one can stop them.

There are no powerful beasts, no terrible enemies.

Everything is just a primeval forest, some wild animals, and nothing else.

The only change is the black silk thread, which is getting denser and more visible.

"Looking at the distance, there is no black silk thread at all, it looks like a normal forest! Fortunately, there is a master, otherwise I wouldn't know how to die if I crashed into it!"

While Dasbuck was flying, he didn't forget to take a look at other places and make a comparison.

The rest of the people were almost the same, checking around and constantly comparing.

What's strange is that the black silk threads were not noticed in the spiritual consciousness at all, which was the most unacceptable thing for them to accept.

The ability that was once proud was equal to zero in front of the black silk thread.

Uncontrollable things are things they think are the most dangerous and must be abandoned.

As a result, I now followed the master and went deep into the tiger's den, and had to do it.

No one can do anything about this situation.

The five people didn't say anything anymore, just followed Leng Qiu and moved all the way to the middle of the mountain range.

"Master, I am killing in front of me. There are nearly a hundred warriors, and the strongest one is the seventh level of the Four Polar Dragon Realm."

After crossing 18 peaks with his face, Zi Wuji's voice sounded and pointed to the jungle in front and said.

"Go and have a look!"

With Leng Qiu's order issued, Zi Wuji stepped on the gourd and rushed to the first place.

It flew over three thousand meters and appeared in a valley.

In the tilted jungle, hundreds of white bones were lying everywhere.

It seems that after at least twenty years, my bones are full of holes, and the essence inside is gone.

Under the illumination of Qinghai magic lamp, you can see countless silk threads wrapped around the bones, emitting a metallic luster.

"this……"

Everyone who saw this scene felt the chill from the inside to the outside, which was extremely terrifying.

When there is no light, it is just some dead bones. But under the light, the real horror is hard to accept.

Who would have thought of such a change?
Chapter completed!