Five hundred and fortieth chapters can not find the direction
The endless wasteland is endless, with weeds growing, sorrows everywhere, corpses and bones are everywhere, bone mountains are piled up, yin energy is raging, ghosts are crying and wolf howling.
Lin Xi stood on this land he had never set foot on, not knowing how many people he had come to the endless wasteland.
Lin Xi called out the little guy in the broken knife. When the little guy saw the scene in front of him, he was shocked and flew away, hiding in Lin Xi's arms, with big eyes only daring to look outside.
The Endless Wasteland is rumored to be a place of war in ancient times. In one battle, millions of soldiers died. After the flesh and blood piled up, blood seeped into the ground, while the bones remained on the plain.
After countless years, the plains became wastelands, the land of Shura and the place of ghosts.
Whether it is day or night, it is cloudy here, and the sun cannot shine in. The entire wasteland is covered with a layer of gray and white. It is the color of corpses and ghost spirits.
Anyone who entered here was a top master in a region, but most of them died here inexplicably. Among the mountains of white bones, there might be their corpses, and a few of them could rely on their bodies.
After getting rid of the unknown and indescribable danger, he returned to Yaning Continent, but he became crazy from then on, only knowing the fearful words "Ghost, Ghost" in horror.
At this point, the endless wasteland has become mysterious and terrifying, becoming synonymous with Shura Hell, and people call it the Shura Plain.
Lin Xi stood still.
Wherever you see, you can only reach fifty meters. Go out, you will be blocked by the ubiquitous gray-white gas, and you will not be able to see through the true appearance in the depths.
Under his feet, Lin Xi felt that he had stepped on the ground, but he was still a little scared.
All of these soils are reddish-brown, as if they were stained with endless blood. They are decayed, bright red, and exudes a bloody smell, without any scent of earthy smell.
Here, it is dead, quiet, empty, and there is no one.
The entire world has been dominated by the gray-white evil aura. The gusts of evil wind blew across the body from time to time, but these evil auras moved, like demons, and undead who died tragically but refused to rest in peace.
Lin Xi's eyes were full of teeth and claws.
Lin Xi doesn't like it very much and is extremely uncomfortable with this atmosphere.
Of course, he didn't believe that the ghosts were moving in the air. He didn't believe that after he took a few steps, he would be dragged into the abyss that would never be restored and be bitten and swallowed by the ghosts.
"This place seems to be familiar."
At this time, the Mad Shura suddenly muttered to himself.
"Crazy Shura, have you been here before? Of course you are a little familiar with it."
Lin Xi walked forward and said relaxedly.
He was not afraid of these strange atmospheres. As long as any ghosts and monsters came out, his fire source would definitely cut them in half as soon as possible.
"No, it's not like that. I always feel that it's very special, or intimate."
When Kura Shura mentioned the word "kindness", he probably considered Lin Xi's feelings and couldn't help but smile bitterly, but for Kura Shura himself, the feeling he felt was indeed related to "kindness".
Lin Xi also smiled bitterly, said softly to himself, "Good?", and then smiled and said, "Then congratulations on returning here."
After saying that, Lin Xi continued to move forward, not caring about the words of the Crazy Shura too much. Even if the Crazy Shura is extremely familiar with this place, it is all a thing from the past. Now, most of the Crazy Shura's memories have been lost.
For the Mad Shura, this place is also a new place.
"Where are you going?" Kuang Shura did not stop at the question of his own feelings and asked Lin Xi.
"Let's go first and feel it." Lin Xi said helplessly.
Only after standing in the endless wasteland did Lin Xi experience the artistic conception of "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, but I am in this mountain." Of course, the atmosphere here is really different from the grand and bold ways of those famous mountains and rivers, but the meaning is indeed
That's what it means.
In the endless wasteland, there was gray and white aura, and the scene ahead could not be seen or the direction could not be identified. Lin Xi was very curious about why those people could see when they passed through the outermost ghost aura layer in the extreme north.
Arriving at that giant mountain with golden light? But now, my eyes were dark and I couldn't see anything?
Of course, Lin Xi did not feel melancholy and helpless.
He also has a little white spirit bird.
Now, he was just entering the endless wasteland and feeling the atmosphere in it, and he knew it in his heart.
In a fixed direction, Lin Xi advanced about two or three thousand meters, spent half an hour without seeing any current ghosts, and of course, he would not encounter any living person or monster.
All he saw were dark red land and corpses everywhere.
It seems that this endless wasteland is like a snowy land, but it looks different.
After gradually adapting to this strange and ubiquitous atmosphere, Lin Xi's mood slowly calmed down.
The little guy who had been hiding in Lin Xi's arms finally dared to completely turn his head and look at the scene in front of him with two round big eyes curiously, no longer as panic and frightened as it was at the beginning.
Seeing that the time was almost done, Lin Xi suggested that the little guy take him up into the air to find the giant golden mountain.
With the little white spirit bird here, not only will the travel speed be greatly improved, but the range that can be seen will undoubtedly be expanded many times.
The little guy was still a little unwilling at first. After all, it was right that he was brave, but in the face of such a strange place, he was inevitably in his heart. After Lin Xi's advice and comfort, of course, he did not forget to praise him.
That made the little guy relieve his concerns, and after he transformed, he flew into the air.
When he flew into the air about ten meters, Lin Xi found that the scene on the ground was still blurry, and the ubiquitous gray-white gas always shrouded around.
Lin Xi then suggested that the little guy raise it ten meters more.
The sights can be seen are still the same.
As a last resort, Lin Xi asked the little guy to raise the height again and again. Until he reached about a hundred meters above the altitude, Lin Xi finally got depressed: Looking down from here, it was still gray, even
When the visibility is lower, the visibility is even lower.
Lin Xi finally admitted that the Endless Wasteland is the same at any location.
It seems that in order to find the giant mountain with golden light, you can only find it step by step.
As for why you can see the giant mountains with golden lights outside the endless wasteland, Lin Xi never understood this question.
Just as Lin Xi was about to let the little white spirit bird lower the height and fly back to the ground, the crazy Shura, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke.
"Flying up, I remember to do this."
It seems that from the beginning, the Crazy Shura, who said that he had a familiarity and intimacy with this place, had regained a little memory in his impression.
Lin Xi of course agreed with Kuang Shura's proposal and signaled the little guy to continue to lift the height.