On the outskirts of Sansheng County, in this mountainous area, there are seventy-three black peaks, with ancient charm and death aura. A big white-bone bird flew out of the gray death aura, tearing the mountain with its claws and opening its mouth.
It opened, making a sound of dry bones rubbing together.
What was once an ancient forest of pine flowers has turned into a bare forest, and the black land is still overflowing with blood springs.
Wan Xiangcen stood on this piece of black soil, watching the frightening gray air rush in and out of the ghost forest, his heart was greatly shaken, and said: "Feng Feiyun, what is this place? Why are we
Want to come here?"
"Its aura has become stronger." Feng Feiyun looked at the tomb mountain deep in the death aura. The mountain was cracked in many places, and waterfalls of blood flowed down like a celestial river.
A ferocious aura came from the top of the tomb mountain, like a wild beast dormant inside, making strange and terrifying sounds.
"Ouch!"
The cry sounded like a beast or a ghost, much like the magic thunder passed down from the Nine Heavens.
This is a calamity that has only occurred in recent years. It is like a realm of death descending from the sky. All the monks who pass by here are forced to retreat far away, not daring to get even close.
As an evil highness, Wan Xiangcen has seen many ghastly killing places, but at this moment, his stunning beauty also changed color. He backed away slightly and leaned closer to Feng Feiyun's body.
"Feng Dulong has been severely injured and may have fled into the Feng family's ancestral land." Feng Feiyun did not feel Feng Dulong's aura from the outside.
Although this land of death is filled with the aura of death and can corrode people's skin, giant-level figures can still resist it with tyrannical cultivation.
"What are you going to do?" Wan Xiangcen looked at Feng Feiyun, who was walking step by step into the black forest, as if he were looking at a madman.
Feng Feiyun stopped, turned around, stretched out his pale hand, and grabbed Wan Xiangcen. A charming fragrant wind blew towards his face, and Xiangrou's light and delicate body fell into his arms.
She was dancing around, with fear written on her face, trying to break free from Feng Feiyun's arms, but Feng Feiyun's body was so strong, and when she hit Feng Feiyun, it seemed to tickle her even more.
The Miaogui finger on Feng Feiyun's finger burst out with six rays of light, turned into six divine pictures, wrapped Wan Xiangcen and him, and then broke into the black forest.
The black woods are filled with gray gas of death, which can corrode people's bodies and spiritual energy. However, there are six divine pictures guarding their bodies. Those gray gases cannot touch their bodies at all, and they are far away.
Far apart.
The further he walked toward the depths of the mountains, the more terrifying the force became. After walking for nearly two hours and climbing over more than a dozen mountains, Feng Feiyun arrived at the towering tomb.
Down.
Along the way, they encountered several strange creatures, but they were all killed by Feng Feiyun and fled deep into the tomb.
The huge mountain is shaped like a tomb, with dozens of blood waterfalls flying down from it. There are white bones and rotting corpses floating inside. The scene is particularly terrifying, and ordinary people may be scared to the point where they cannot stand still.
This is the burial ground for the ancestors of the Feng family. After an evil change occurred here, it became a ghost land of dead souls.
Under the tomb is a mighty river of blood. The blood flows and creates blood waves more than ten meters high.
"Ahem!"
Feng Feiyun put Wan Xiangcen down and stood on the bank of the Blood River, looking at the huge white bones at the bottom of the river. This white bones lay at the bottom of the river, sleeping for thousands of years. After endless years of blood washing,
Not even a single bit of its bones were lost.
A skeleton hundreds of meters high!
Every time Feng Feiyun saw this huge human skeleton, he felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.
This time it was particularly obvious. Even the mark of the King of Hell on his chest began to beat, and the fierce shadow of the King of Hell seemed to come to life.
Feng Feiyun felt severe pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.
"It's so weird. What is it that stimulates the power of the King of Hell's rotten blood?" Feng Feiyun's spiritual sense was extraordinary, and he felt a pulling force coming from the top of the tomb on the other side of the blood river.
Could it be that that power comes from the top of the tomb mountain?
"If you can stimulate the rotting blood of the King of Hell, you are likely to be able to suppress the rotting blood of the King of Hell!" Feng Feiyun was overjoyed, just like a drowning man who suddenly grasped the life-saving straw when he thought he was certain to die.
This is a hope for life.
The effects of everything are mutual. Water can carry a boat and also capsize it. Death will lead to life, but it will lead to peace and prosperity.
Wan Xiangcen stood aside and was shocked by the hellish scene in front of him. The blood was steaming on the blood river, and the blood spring was rolling down on the top of the tomb mountain. Facing such a barren mountain and bad water, Feng Feiyun could still laugh?
"Feng Feiyun, you don't want to break into the death tomb, do you?" Wan Xiangcen's lips trembled a little.
Feng Feiyun found a glimmer of hope and was in a good mood, saying, "The ancestors of the Feng family are buried in the tomb. Naturally, I want to pay homage to them."
"If you want to die, don't drag me to be buried with you...Ah, there is a terrifying existence in that mountain, and you will definitely die if you enter it...Ah, madman!"
Feng Feiyun held Wan Xiangcen under his arm, flew past the Blood River, and stepped onto the mountain climbing trail for the second time. As soon as he stepped into the foot of the mountain, a black lightning flashed from the sky.
It fell down.
Feng Feiyun's cultivation level is different from what it used to be. He dodged the lightning and turned his body into a shuttle. He started his reincarnation and rushed towards the top of the tomb mountain.
The mountains are filled with death and there are many weird creatures!
Thunder and lightning struck down from the ground and above the sky. The lightning turned into an ocean, splitting the blood-colored stones into ashes instantly. It also left three scars on Feng Feiyun's body, and his skin became charred black and smoke emitted.
When we came to the mountainside, we saw green ancient cypresses growing in front of us, and there were nearly a thousand dark ghost crows perched on them. Their feathers were black, and their bodies were seven or eight times larger than ordinary crows.
"This, this is the ghost crow, Feng Feiyun. Your Feng family actually raises the ghost crow in the ancestral land. This is a creature that belongs to the underworld." Wan Xiangcen stretched out his snow-white neck, raised his head, and looked at
The black ghost crow in Berlin.
She was filled with surprise, how could a creature from the underworld appear in the burial place of the Feng family's ancestors?
"quack!"
A group of ghost crows looked towards Feng Feiyun and the two, making a sound like a female ghost crying, with green eyes, and flew up with flapping wings.
The ghostly crow's yin energy was so heavy that it rolled over like a black cloud.
"quack!"
Feng Feiyun sacrificed the Thunder Fire Bead and suspended it in the palm of his hand. A sea of fire rushed out from the black beads, and there were thousands of lightnings in the sea of fire.
Chichi!
More than a dozen ghost crows were burned by the sea of fire and smoked, their feathers were dyed and turned into ashes. The other ghost crows quickly flew back and fled to the ancient cypress in the distance, their wings trembling.
Feng Feiyun worshiped the sea of fire and flew towards the top of the tomb mountain. On the way, he encountered several killings, all of which were creatures from the underworld and the yang realm. Some of them had combat power comparable to that of a half-step giant. Fortunately, they were killed by
Feng Feiyun sensed it in advance, avoided it, and took a detour.
The strange creatures here, whether they were born on their own or attracted by something, allowed Feng Feiyun to narrowly escape death several times.
After passing through a dry mid-mountain lake, walking through a canyon full of stone monuments, and climbing a thousand steps, we arrived at the top of the tomb mountain.
The more he climbed toward the top of the mountain, the more the mark of the King of Hell on Feng Feiyun's chest beat more violently. Feng Feiyun took out the Ascension Platform and pressed it on his chest to suppress it.
The top of the tomb mountain is a circular foothill, with a sunken center. It is pitch black below, with black branches and leaves growing out from below, like tentacles growing out of the mountain.
It's like a three-dimensional patio on the top of a mountain, pointing straight down with a black air of death.
"Woo!"
The dark wind poured up from below, causing goosebumps to appear on Feng Feiyun's skin, and the skin on his face was covered with a layer of frost.
Wan Xiangcen, who was held in his arms, squeezed his arm even more tightly, staring straight at the bottom of the dark patio, saying: "The evil wind that just blew out is worse than the Qili in the underworld."
Even if the cold wind is strong, there must be an unparalleled evil thing down here. Even if a giant breaks in, there will be death or no life."
"Ouch!" An earth-shattering howl came from below, and a black gust of wind rushed out, almost knocking Feng Feiyun off the tomb and into the blood river.
Fortunately, Feng Feiyun pulled out the Ascension Platform in time and inserted it into the soil in front of him, blocking the shock wave.
Accompanied by this loud roar, two blood-red Huandao leaves flew out from below, and were taken into Feng Feiyun's hands without leaving a trace, and then quickly put into the World Spirit Stone.
The leaves of the Transformation Path have a fatal temptation for monks in the realm of destiny, and may help monks in the realm of destiny realize the Tao.
The value of a Huandao leaf is still higher than that of a thousand-year-old spiritual grass. In addition to the last time he got a Huandao leaf, Feng Feiyun already owns three Huandao leaves.
This is an extremely valuable treasure. Once word spreads about it, it will cause the entire world of cultivators to go crazy. Naturally, Wan Xiangcen cannot know about it.
"As expected, the Dao Transformation Tree is in the tomb mountain, and it is probably growing under this deep courtyard." Feng Feiyun opened his Phoenix Sky Eyes and looked down, but as soon as his eyes shot out, he was reflected by a terrifying force.
He rushed back, almost blinding his eyes.
The first generation head of the Feng family was buried here. The fair-weather monk said that he had woken up and had an "evil transformation" incident, turning him into a monster.
How did the first generation head of the Feng family turn evil? Why did he come back to life after being dead for more than a thousand years? What did he become?
What does this have to do with the King of Hell’s rotten blood?
"Feng Feiyun, you don't really want to jump, do you?" Wan Xiangcen almost cried, fearing that Feng Feiyun would take her and jump into the graveyard together.
Feng Feiyun didn't hesitate at all, and used Miaogui Finger Pull, Thunder Fire Pearl, and Ascension Platform to protect himself, and then jumped down with Wan Xiangcen in his arms.
Wan Xiangcen is now his hostage. Wherever she goes, she must go.
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There was another power outage today, so I waited until 1 o'clock for the call to come. After the call came, I quickly started writing. This is the first chapter, and I will add another chapter later. If there is no third chapter, I will make up for it tomorrow, that is
Chapter four update. Khan, there is nothing I can do, the call came too late.