Chapter 401: Bones appear in the barren mountain, and the demon-dyed ruined pagoda is cast...
On the barren mountain, the people of the Four Lines looked at the land of Misu sinking slightly, with shocked expressions on their faces.
Qi Fan fell in under their noses!
It's not that Barren Mountain is insurmountable, otherwise they wouldn't have chosen this path.
However, I have never heard of anyone who got stuck in it coming out alive!
Even if they are combined, it won't work! Because, here, once, a powerful combination disappeared!
They looked at each other and saw a look of fear in their eyes.
After a long silence, Fire Pulse Zhong Xuan asked a question: "To save or not to save?"
This question has no one answer.
There was silence on the desolate mountain, with only the dry heat waves blowing through.
After a long while, Yumai Wang Jun said sadly, "How to save?"
"How many of us, the Avatars, want to save people on this barren mountain? It would be good if we can protect ourselves."
Meng Long from Diyin also took over the words at this time, "Cross the barren mountain as soon as possible and send out a call for help."
"Many of my fellow sects in Jianzhou are there. I heard that the leader of Yumai is in Jianzhou."
Everyone had an inexplicable look in their eyes when they heard this. If they don't save me now, will they be saved in the future?
But no one objected.
They would not risk their lives for a fellow traveler.
This sentence is obviously just for self-comfort.
The four of them turned around in silence and continued to climb towards the deserted mountain, but they were even more cautious when walking.
After all, the living example is right in front of you.
Slowly, the figures of the four people slowly disappeared on the top of the mountain, becoming smaller.
...
Deep underground, a place full of desolate atmosphere.
‘Ahem.’ A slight cough sounded, causing dust to fall on the ground.
Qi Fan felt the spiritual shield being shaken by the desolate energy.
His face was extremely ugly, the desolate atmosphere here was so strong.
He couldn't help but speed up the operation of his spiritual power, and the spiritual shield became even deeper.
Only then can it withstand the erosion of desolate air.
But Qi Fan was still very solemn in his heart, even though his Dantian was much stronger than those of the same level.
But this place is filled with desolate energy, and trying to absorb the spiritual energy is a wishful thinking.
If you can't find a way out when you can't absorb spiritual energy, something will happen sooner or later!
Thinking of this, Qi Fan looked at the scene in front of him with a heavy expression.
A few 'stubborn' yellow-brown boulders held up a small space in the ground.
I thought to myself, ‘This should be the inside of Desolate Mountain.
Looking at those huge rocks, there was a look of thought in his eyes.
I boldly let my own weight sink a little, and sure enough, there was no collapse like the outside world.
This place seems to have been 'transformed' by desolate air.
In other words, the earth here has adapted to the erosion of desolate air.
It shows a turbid yellow-brown color, but it is much stronger than the outside world.
Then he looked at Qi Meng under his feet and couldn't help but kicked him angrily. If it wasn't for this guy, how could he fall down?
But when I kicked it down, it didn't react at all.
Qi Fan's eyes narrowed and he took a closer look and discovered that he had fallen into a coma under the erosion of the rich desolate air.
Without the demonic power to protect its body, countless desolate airs were eroding its demonic body like a jackal smelling the smell of blood.
You can't deal with the desolate energy by yourself. If you don't want to take care of it, let it fend for itself.
But then he sighed, I was afraid that I owed this big black bear in my previous life!
How could it be so unlucky?
Not to mention that this is his first beast to control.
Even considering the word "Qi Meng", I couldn't just watch it die in front of my eyes.
Even though...this situation is all thanks to it...
Qi Fan, who was already struggling to resist the erosion of the desolate air, could only muster some spiritual power to protect it.
Although it cannot completely resist it, it can at least reduce the erosion a little. As for whether it can survive, it depends on its life.
The most important thing right now is to find a way out.
But wherever you look, it's all desolate, with no light at all.
The frown on his face became even more intense.
However, you can't just wait for death here.
Qi Fan walked around this space with great caution, and he was very alert with every step he took.
I'm afraid something will happen again.
The space is not big, and even if I walk very slowly, I still reach the middle area.
Qi Fan looked back at the black bear covered in desolate air.
I couldn't help but take a deep breath. Even with my own spiritual protection, I couldn't hold on for long.
Then he turned his head and continued to search for a way out that he didn't know existed.
Suddenly, an extremely subtle sound sounded.
Qi Fan looked at his feet in surprise.
If it weren't for the very sensitive hearing of a practitioner, I probably wouldn't have noticed it at all.
He moved his feet a little and gently stirred, and a pair of fine powders were immediately revealed, which were basically the same color as the ones in the mountain.
The only difference is that there are some white spots in it.
He couldn't help but squat down and pinch it slightly with his fingers.
With two fingers pressed together, Qi Fan's expression changed slightly.
A careful look at the land of Misu under my feet confirmed my guess!
This is a skeleton that has been completely eroded by the desolate air!
It was just that he accidentally stepped on it and turned it into ashes!
There is no trace of identification left, so there is no way to verify who the owner of this skeleton is.
Qi Fan took a step back slightly and nodded, remaining speechless.
If you can't find a way out, maybe the next skeleton without an identity will be yourself.
Then he moved his steps and prepared to search in another direction.
But out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of the human-shaped traces that had turned into gray.
His hand seemed to be pointing somewhere.
Qi Fan's eyes flickered for a moment, perhaps, this unknown senior discovered something.
But before he had time to move, the desolate energy entered his body and he died.
Of course, this is just a guess, and it could also be where his arm fell randomly after his death.
But as long as there is a little clue, Qi Fan is willing to take a look.
What's more, even without this clue, which is not a clue, this space will always be searched by Qi Fan.
Now it's just a little bit ahead of schedule.
Then Qi Fan moved forward in the direction of his finger.
After just walking a dozen steps, we arrived at the very center of this space.
He immediately became horrified, his eyes filled with shock, as if he had seen something unimaginable!
There is something in the middle!
A ruined tower that has not been eroded by the desolate air!
Qi Fan even felt that this could not be called a tower at all.
Because, it only has a palm-sized top of the tower left, and not a single bit of the tower body remains! The surface of the tower top is also stained by a mass of ink.
What really shocked Qi Fan was that the desolate atmosphere that filled the entire space and even created a barren mountain came from this ruined tower!
Moreover, Qi Fan might not be able to distinguish that ink color if it were replaced by something else.
But Qi Fan had a particularly deep memory of this mass of ink.
This is exactly the same as the demonic energy exuded by the demons seen in the capital of Daxia.