The big black dog quickly dodged, with a look that was usually difficult to be serious in the dog's eyes, and extremely sharp canine teeth at the corners of its mouth, saying: "Bai Qi, you didn't even listen to His Highness's orders. How can you live up to His Highness's instructions? Let's
The power is still very weak. Heading to the Northern Territory rashly will lead to a dead end. There are still ten years left. You can’t even think of leaving this place until the last moment. In short, I heard you are right. Your Highness may not do it.
Death, at least His Majesty almost died several times, but in the end he resisted. I believe that he is not dead yet. If he really connects to the abyss world, there will be another opportunity."
Bai Qi suddenly woke up, knowing that he had been stunned by anger just now, but then he said: "The military order is cancelled, you all return to your respective positions. Ten years later, we will return here to wait for His Highness's return."
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In the Valley of Death, Murong Feng's skeleton had been lying there for ninety years, but now he finally woke up. When he saw his condition, he was really shocked, "How could this happen?
How could the uncle’s flesh and blood disappear? What’s going on?”
The bones all over his body were as crystal clear as jade, emitting peerless light. The stone ax in his hand was held behind his back. In the eyes of the skull, two extremely brilliant soul fires were beating. The surrounding environment was filled with the terrifying power of death, and Murong Feng
You know, this is definitely not a valley, but a dry forest in front of you, without any life, and some are full of death.
Gloomy and terrifying are the most realistic portrayal of this place. Murong Feng looked around for a while, but he did not find any conscious creatures. They were all dead creatures, headless corpses, tattered skeletons, and some
The ghost was wandering among them, and Murong Feng walked forward cautiously. Who knew what kind of terrifying creature was hidden here.
Although he has a skeleton body, Murong Feng is not stiff at all, but as if he has flesh and blood, and is extremely flexible. He wants to mobilize the divine power in his body, but unexpectedly finds that the divine power has long disappeared, and when he reaches the skeleton body, he is extremely flexible.
It is extremely hard, at least the brute force is still there.
There were dead branches everywhere in the forest. Murong Feng stepped on them, making a clicking sound. His spiritual mind quickly explored the four directions, but his soul power could only see the location within a thousand miles. Murong Feng knew that his soul power had declined.
After a few levels, being able to save one life is already pretty good.
With a thought in my mind, I cast the light of life, but it seemed that I encountered an incomparable force of oppression. The light of life could not be cast at all. Then I thought, this is a world of death, how could it be possible to cast the power of life, life and death?
Are they originally mortal enemies?
Some dead creatures in the forest, seeing Murong Feng's arrival, instinctively fled into the distance. Murong Feng felt strange and continued walking forward. The forest area was not large, only a few hundred miles away, but
It was pitch dark here, and I had no idea what time it was. According to Murong Feng's estimate, it took about two or three days to finally get out of the forest.
In front of him is a bloody wasteland, filled with powerful snow-white corpses of more than ten meters, and even the bones of giant beasts that are hundreds of meters long, as well as the bones of human beings. The power of death is filled with it, and the white corpses with a radius of thousands of miles are filled.
In the wasteland, the sky is full of incomparable hatred intertwined together, forming a terrifying picture.
"What happened here? There are so many corpses, such a terrifying world. Is this really just the Valley of Death? How could there be such a huge battlefield with the corpses of savage beasts, ferocious birds, aliens, big monsters, and demons?"
You can see it everywhere, could it be that this is an ancient battlefield?"
Murong Feng thought of this and wanted to escape from here, but the bloody plain in front of him suddenly moved, and the skeletons stood up completely, killing each other and roaring like thunder. These skeletons had lost consciousness and completely
They acted based on instinct, close combat, and extremely powerful attacks. There were broken bones everywhere, but they grew again in an instant, and they fell into endless battles.
Murong Feng was unfortunately involved in this killing. These corpses were stiff and slow, but they had incomparable brute force. Murong Feng suffered continuous horrific attacks, and he couldn't help but feel furious.
He instantly pulled out the stone ax from his hand, and with the brute force in his hand, broken bones flew everywhere where the stone ax passed, with no tendency to grow back.
What Murong Feng didn't realize was that every time he chopped off a skeleton, a faint trace of power entered his soul, strengthening the power of his soul. Murong Feng didn't know how many bones he chopped with a radius of thousands of miles.
White bones, but he knew that all these bones were attacking him alone.
Gradually, Murong Feng fell into madness, and his whole body was covered with blue flames. Wherever he went, the bones were completely purified, leaving only the pure soul fire, which strengthened his consciousness...
I don’t know how much time passed, but the bloody wasteland finally calmed down, and the bones fell to the ground again. Murong Feng was holding a stone ax in his hand, with a domineering fighting spirit all over his body. The soul fire in the skull’s eyes seemed even more powerful.
, but there is a deep feeling of fatigue.
Just when Murong Feng was about to fall, a purple divine light suddenly came out of the stone axe, and penetrated directly into Murong Feng's soul. Murong Feng's fatigue was swept away, and there seemed to be an unnamed power that was attracted by the divine light.
Expelling, Murong Feng looked at the stone ax in his hand and said secretly: "You are indeed a magic weapon. This place is too evil. We must leave here before the next riot."
After saying that, Murong Feng instinctively used Thunder Step, but he couldn't use it at all. It required the use of majestic divine power, so he could only use brute force to run at full speed. Just as Murong Feng was crossing the bloody wasteland, the ground shook again.
It began to tremble, and Murong Feng knew that a riot was coming again, so he quickly used it at full speed and finally got out of the wasteland.
What appeared in front of him was a black river that was hundreds of miles wide. He didn't know where the source was and where it flowed, revealing invisible and terrifying pressures. Murong Feng knew that everything here was full of dangers, so he picked up a river from the ground.
The black stone was instantly thrown into the river.
The sound of "Zi, Zhi" appeared, and the stone actually floated on the river, but it was instantly vaporized. Murong Feng took a breath of cold air. What kind of water is this? Could it be the legendary Styx River?
Water! Weak water is the most difficult thing in the world. According to legend, it is a feather difficulty.
"What kind of horrible place is this? There's not even a living creature here." Murong Feng's mood seemed very irritable.
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