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Chapter 133 The body does not rot

Those with tickets will be pushed up.

Just the screams shocked their souls, and the 100,000 military souls were instantly damaged. If such a terrible strange cry came several times in a row, then the entire Yinshan Realm would not have the intention to establish a foundation. Ordinary ghosts, non-dead spirits, came to flock. Before they could fight with the abyss, they would be instantly destroyed by this strange cry and shattered their souls.

If he had not investigated this call clearly, how could he dare to easily establish a foundation in the Yinshan area and build a ghost city? It was a rabbit building a nest in the tiger's den, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Well!! Lord, Yinshan is said to have existed in this Yinshan City, which was a forbidden area, and ordinary ghosts did not dare to easily get involved. Before, I thought that the forbidden area should have disappeared under the abyss aura. Now it seems that the forbidden area in Yinshan is not as simple as the ministers imagined. Even if they go to investigate, they must be careful."

Mr. Zhuge said with a serious expression, and a strong sense of fear appeared in his words.

When Yinshan City was not destroyed, this Yinshan Mountain was also an extremely terrifying forbidden area. Although a large number of precious spiritual medicines grew in Yinshan Mountain, only one out of ten people who went in to collect herbs could come out alive. Sometimes, even if the entire army was wiped out, and if you enter Yinshan Mountain, you would tie your life to your belt and you might die at any time.

This strange cry immediately awakened the deep memories buried in his heart.

"If I don't find out clearly, I feel uneasy." Yan Fusheng said in a deep voice.

After saying that, I walked towards Yinshan first, and my black hair was flying and exuding an unyielding will to the king. Just do it and never drag it on.

Zhuge followed closely behind half a step behind.

From time to time, strange runes flashed across the feather fan in his hand. It seemed that divine light was flashing. The feather fan was refined from the feather feathers of seven unknown birds, and looked ordinary. In fact, it was a magic weapon that Zhuge cherished very much.

Yinshan is extremely large, occupying one-quarter of the Yinshan area, and the entire Yinshan area is only 100,000 miles. Yinshan occupies more than 20,000 miles, and is a mountain range covered by fog all year round.

Step into Yinshan.

Ancient trees are rising from the sky around them. Looking at the annual rings of the tree, I am afraid that it will not last tens of thousands of years. Such a tree already has an unspeakable spirituality, but it has not completely born spiritual wisdom and become a demon clan.

As soon as I stepped into Yinshan and walked forward less than a hundred steps, a bloody color suddenly appeared in my eyes.

"The Xuanyin Blood Ginseng. It has actually grown into a human form. This blood ginseng has at least a thousand years of medicinal properties. The master will quickly catch it. Such a human-shaped blood ginseng has spirituality and will immediately escape from it once it is disturbed."

Zhuge also saw the bloody color. It was a palm-sized blood ginseng. The exposed part seemed to be a baby. It was a magic medicine that had been more than a thousand years old.

brush!!

Yan Fusheng immediately stepped forward quickly and dug out the Xuanyin blood ginseng from the ground with a handful of hand. The blood ginseng really had a human form. The blood ginseng under his body had to be tightly wrapped around and pulled it from the ground. A strong strange fragrance rushed into his nose. Just one mouthful of smell, he felt the soul in his body beating happily, and even his soul power became more pure.

"There are three leaves. Master, this Xuanyin Blood Ginseng has a medicinal properties for three thousand years. If calculated according to the grade, it can be said to be a Xuan-level spiritual medicine. If swallowed, it will be of great benefit to cultivation. However, if it can be refined into a pill, its effect should be greater."

Zhuge walked up and looked carefully. When he saw the three leaves hanging on it, his eyes lit up and he spoke. Whether it is spiritual materials or spiritual medicine, they are all divided into the same grades, starting from the first to the ninth level. The first level is just a hundred-year-old spiritual medicine, the second level is two hundred years, and the third level is three hundred years. Going up one by one, the ninth level is a nine-year-old spiritual medicine.

Then there are Huang, Xuan, Earth, and Heavenly Steps.

The spiritual medicine that has been in the thousand years is the yellow-level spiritual medicine, and the mysterious-level spiritual medicine must reach three thousand years, the earth-level is nine thousand years, and the heaven-level is the spiritual medicine that has exceeded ten thousand years. At that time, the spiritual medicine can be called the Medicine King. The most precious thing about the Medicine King is that it can increase the life span. You must know that a strong man who reaches the ninth level of heaven only has a life span of three thousand years.

There will be the Immortal Level and the Supreme Level afterwards.

But these two cannot be achieved by years. They must be extremely deep and strange in their own way.

"A good spiritual medicine will have a huge effect in the future whether it is used to refine elixirs or swallow it directly. As soon as we stepped into Yinshan, we encountered such precious spiritual medicine. Yinshan is indeed a treasure land with a large number of precious medicinal materials in the legend."

Yan Fusheng was also secretly happy. With a thought, the Xuanyin Blood Ginseng in his hand appeared directly in the Soul-Suppressing Tower and planted it into the underworld in the first pagoda. There was a yin vein inside, which was abundant Xuanyin energy for spiritual medicine to grow.

Zhuge didn't think much about seeing Xuanyin Blood Ginseng disappear out of thin air. He just thought it was put into the storage bag.

Without stopping, I continued to walk forward. The more I entered Yinshan, the more gloomy aura appeared. All my vigilance had risen to the extreme. Because of the abyss, I did not encounter other underworld beasts in Yinshan, and I was incredibly not attacked. Along the way, I encountered various spiritual medicines and were taken into the Soul-Suppressing Tower.

There are ghost-faced mushrooms, earthworm grass, three-leaf Yinzhi, etc., and the medicinal properties of each are more than a thousand years old.

I haven't searched carefully. If I searched carefully, I'm afraid there will be more spiritual medicines found along the way.

At this moment, I could only follow the rough direction of the strange screams I heard before.

I quickly went deeper into Yinshan. Not long after, I had already entered Yinshan for thousands of feet. Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed, and bones appeared on the ground. These bones could be seen. They were all ghost beasts during their lifetime, each of which seemed extremely tall, with white bones scattered everywhere, and traces of fierce fighting remained on the ground around them.

Huge cracks continued to spread to the surrounding area.

Most of the bones became incomplete and fought to pieces.

"This place was also a battlefield back then. I'm afraid that when the abyss invaded, there was a fierce battle with the Yinshan Mingbeast. It was rumored that the number of Yinshan Mingbeasts was terrifying. We hadn't seen it before, so we all gathered here." Zhuge Ruo looked at the scene in front of him thoughtfully.

"What we want to find may be right in front of us."

A flash of light flashed in Yan Fusheng's eyes, and a powerful motivation emerged from his body.

Keep moving forward.

Sure enough, the more you walked forward, the more bones appeared in front of you. Each bone could feel the powerful power of his life, and there was still a trace of pressure on it. The ground and bones began to cover the underworld.

This is completely on a tragic ancient battlefield, and it is the battlefield between the underworld beasts and the Abyss tribe.

There are shocking scenes everywhere, with torn earth, broken ancient trees, and broken hills, showing the tragic battle at that time.

The area of ​​this battlefield is thousands of feet wide, and countless bones are piled up.

Suddenly, a powerful pressure continued to spread out, covering the entire ancient battlefield.

Hiss!!

Even though Yan Fusheng had an extraordinary personality, he couldn't help but take a breath on the spot when he saw that scene.

Looking up, I saw a huge dark beast standing in the center of the battlefield. The dark beast's entire body was no less than three hundred feet tall. Two huge claws stood firmly on the ground, supporting the body without falling down. The sharp sharp claws inserted into the underworld, covering the body with black feathers all over the body, covering the feathers. A pair of cold eyes seemed to be staring at every creature in front of them. The strangest thing is that no matter where you are, as long as you are in front of it, you can feel the illusion of being stared at. The breath of death is revealed in the eyes.

There is a layer of black mist around the body, which is the purest breath of death.

Judging from its appearance, it is completely a huge crow.

When Yan Fusheng saw this crow, he felt a terrible feeling that his soul was staring at. However, the crow had obviously fallen, but the powerful force contained on it always supported the corpse to be immortal.

"This is a dark crow. This terrifying dark beast actually exists. Could it be that the cry we heard just now is the cry of the dark crow?" Zhuge took a breath of cold air, revealing a look of horror. Looking at the dark crow, he felt an unspeakable fear.

"It is said that the Nether Crow is the most ominous bird of death in the world. Wherever it brings death and despair, someone will definitely fall. It is the messenger of the god of death and a symbol of death. Feeding on the energy of death, it is said that its gaze can break the soul and be almost unstoppable, but it is said that it has become extinct. There is actually a Nether Crow in Yinshan. No wonder Yinshan became a forbidden area before."

Zhuge obviously had a good understanding of these strange things in the world. When he saw the crow, he immediately said it as if he had known it.

"'Jie" Your soul is a Nether Crow. This time you met your ancestor." Yan Fusheng could see at a glance that the corpse of the Nether Crow in front of him was almost exactly the same as the 'Jie' in his body. He couldn't help but quip.

"Bah!! Will it be my ancestor? It's ridiculous. I am its ancestor. I am the ancestor. Even if it can be my ancestor, hehe, but it just happened. I didn't expect that one of the crows, which is extremely rare in the 33 Days Continent, would appear here, and the corpse has not yet decayed, which is just suitable for me to take over the body and occupy this body. Then I will have strong combat power in the future and can help kill the enemy. This time, the fortune is coming, boy Yan, I will go back."

The crow turned his eyes excitedly, and suddenly rushed out of the ghost palace, appeared on Yan Fusheng's shoulder, and immediately turned into a black light and burst into the huge head of the crow.

brush!!

The black light penetrated into the crow without any obstacles.

The moment he entered, the pair of unsightly eyes suddenly appeared in divine light, and a strong pressure burst out from the body of the Nether Crow.

Wow!!

A hoarse and unpleasant scream broke through the air, and the black mad mouth suddenly opened, emitting a strong devouring force, which suddenly covered Yan Fusheng and pulled it in like lightning in his mouth.
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