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Chapter 142: Accidental Stele Mountain

Similar situations do not only occur in the area that King Tianshu is responsible for.
After the other three kings discovered that it was difficult to conquer the Ten Thousand Snow Formation, they all offered high prices to send monsters to invite strange people who were hiding in the mountains and forests to come out.
As long as this formation can be broken, the secret of spirit transformation can be revealed.
Except for the Blood River King, it directly gives orders to all the demons in the area it rules. If anyone dares to break the formation, it will definitely devour your whole family with its army!
The naked threat made some of the miraculous people inside dare not speak out in anger, and they fled here one after another.
If you don't want to stay here, you will have a place to stay. Who cares about this poor place like yours?
It’s also freezing cold!
For a time, there was a lot of turmoil in the interior, and the situation was that one house would pull you here today, and another house would pull you here tomorrow.
But this has nothing to do with wood.
Pressing the cloud head, Mu looked at the Thunder Mountains, which were still filled with snow and wind no matter how much time passed. Mu searched outside the mountains and found the way in that time.
Inside, snowflakes were flying and the wind was howling.
But when a fluorescent light was activated, these snowflakes could not fall on the wood.
"Lao Hua, although you didn't say it, I know that you created these evil spirits."
"And I am using your portrait today to ward off evil spirits. I hope you have a spirit in heaven and can repent."
A portrait flew up from the tree crown. Mu found a direction and walked forward with long strides, turning a blind eye to the treasures on the road.
In the canopy of the tree, the precious gourd whirred.
Not long after, Mu, who was walking in the wind and snow, suddenly stopped, and an evil spirit filled with ferocious aura slowly appeared in the distance.
When he saw Mu Hou, he rushed forward greedily and excitedly, trying to take away its body and suck out its essence.
"The breath has become stronger again." Today is different from the past. The evil spirits that used to be treated with caution are now not afraid at all.
But I haven't seen it for many days, and the evil spirits here have actually become stronger.
It seems that they cannot be left alone.
The portrait was covered in the air, and the ferocious evil spirit was taken in without even a scream.
Just when he was about to take back the portrait, Mu was suddenly stunned.
Because as soon as the evil spirit entered the portrait, it fell straight into the lava river.
Is the evil spirit that weak? Or is the effect of this portrait on the evil spirit beyond its expectation?
Out of doubt, Mu Yiyi focused on the portrait and projected it into the world of the portrait.
And the evil spirit was easily brought back to reality from the portrait.
The evil spirit, which still looked fierce but seemed to be obeying its instructions, did not open its mouth.
No wonder it never encountered evil spirits again after it came out of the ground.
I thought it was due to the aging of the painting, but now it seems that it is clearly the reason for this portrait!
This portrait is not simple!
This thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly continued to stride forward.
It was its original plan to go to the underground building. The most important thing now is to collect the evil spirits in this mountain range first.
I just don’t know how many evil spirits there are in the Thunder Mountains, I hope they are not many.
Otherwise, with the strength it has just recovered with the thunder stone, it may not be able to withstand it.
Two months later, Mu stood on a strange mountain peak.
It's strange because this mountain has no vegetation, no snowflakes, and it's not steep!
This is more like a monument, a monument three hundred meters high.
It was blank, nothing was written on it.
But at this moment, standing on this monument mountain, I was sweating coldly and my heart was beating with fear.
There are evil spirits in this monument mountain, and there are a lot of evil spirits!
It originally saw the strangeness of this mountain peak. It had never seen it before, so it was curious and pressed down on the cloud.
But as soon as it landed on the monument mountain, its heart beat wildly, and the wailing and shrill sounds of the evil spirits inside were endlessly destroying its Taoist heart.
Fortunately, there is fluorescence to barely hold it together.
In the portrait on the tree crown, a river of magma flows eternally inside, and hundreds of evil spirits are floating viciously or fighting each other.
However, the two sides of the river bank were completely different from the dark and evil atmosphere. They were full of coquettish bright red flowers.
Swaying slightly, like a sea of ​​flowers surging.
Now Mu is focusing all his energy on this portrait, urging it to cover the mountain of monuments, sucking in the brilliance of evil spirits on the mountain of monuments.
Every moment, Mu felt that his Taoist heart was cracking, and he could no longer withstand the torment of the evil spirit's wails and screams.
But every time when he was about to die, Mu gritted his teeth and thought of those little monsters, the dead lure, the tentacle fish that did not respect its wishes and casually used it as an experiment, and thought of...
Those past experiences have turned into the foundation for it to support here. Every time it seems that the thin fluorescence is about to break, it is always stubborn and refuses to let go.
January, two months...
One year, two years...
Ten years later.
The entire mountain of monuments rustled and cracked, and a lot of dust fell.
"Cough cough cough!"
A ray of sword light broke through the dust, and Mu appeared in the sky panting, with a look of joy on his face as he survived the disaster.
Beishan was a complete accident to it, but fortunately, the accident is over now.
In the portrait, a monument mountain is located on the bank of the river, towering and tall, like a mountain that suppresses the entire world of evil spirits.
The evil spirits in the magma river have become more docile and no longer make loud noises and fight each other all day long.
As for the body in the Thunder Mountains.
Mu looked down and found that the three-hundred-meter-high Monument Mountain was now just a pile of rubble.
Xuehua is working tirelessly to cover it with a quilt, so it doesn't look so messy.
In the competition between the monument and the portrait, the portrait is the winner after all.
Beishan is the source of all evil spirits in this Thunder Mountain Range.
Every time the evil spirit dies, it is resurrected from here.
As for why, Mu continued to expand his gaze downwards and discovered that this place was actually an ancient battlefield.
The main battle location with the ice elves should be here.
For unknown reasons, the spirits of the dead demons merged into the monument mountain, and then Hua Lao came to visit them, causing the evil spirits of the Thunder Mountains to become more ferocious.
As for the unknown reason, I don't plan to wait for a while to adjust my breathing before trying to find it under the collapsed monument mountain.
During these ten years of confrontation, Mu had a vague feeling that there was something bigger underneath.
It's not that it's quite powerful, and it has been resisting the evil spirit of Beishan for a long time, so it may not be able to sense it.
After finding a relatively clean spot, Mu waved his hand and took out the thunder stone from the treasure gourd to practice.
A dozen thunder stones can restore its strength.
More than ten days later, Mu opened his eyes, looking energetic and energetic, even better than he had been ten years ago.
Just as he was about to wake up Yun Tou, a surprised and gentle voice came from the side.
"Huh? What a wonderful cultivation method. The Qi is warm and mellow, and all five elements are hidden. If you practice it again, you will have a chance to transform into a spirit."
Mu quickly turned his head warily, the fluorescence on his body was hidden, and the sword glow was faintly waiting to be fired in the canopy of the tree.
The newly refreshed portrait glows with a faint and dim brilliance.
Chapter completed!
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