Holy Cliff is located at the junction of the Beidou East Wasteland Central Region and the Northern Region. Its location is very special. Almost no one comes here on weekdays and they stay away from it.
This is an ominous place. Legend has it that the Holy Cliff was originally part of the Immortal Mountain and was cut off by a certain great saint to serve as a retreat place.
However, the Great Holy Body was stained with blood on a dry cliff in his later years and died here. This made everyone who knew about this incident fearful in their hearts.
How can one not be horrified that a person who has attained the Holy Body and is worthy of being called the Great Emperor of Pangu has ended up with a blood-stained holy cliff?
The Holy Cliff sounds like a cliff, but it is actually a mountain range. It is extremely majestic, majestic and deep. The whole body is black, as black as ink, and the endless ancient trees on it cannot be covered up. There are more than fifty mountains standing side by side.
Together, the weather is majestic.
When Yan Kuan and his group came to Shengya, they didn't disturb anyone, but they turned heads a lot when they were on their way. Yan Kuan, an extraordinary man, two girls, one young and one young, the silent crazy old man, and Wei Yi, who seemed to be dim-eyed.
Old man, this combination is really eye-catching.
"This place is not simple. Boy, are you sure that Xing Zi Mi was lost here?"
Old Man Wei Yi's cloudy eyes sparkled as he looked at the continuous mountains in the distance. More than fifty black mountains stood side by side, giving people a strong sense of oppression. Seeing them, it was as if he had entered the Immortal Mountains again.
The little girl raised her head and asked: "Brother, are there any good things here? Can they help sister Tingting cure her illness?"
"Nanny is such a good child. She always cares about her sister."
Yan Kuan smiled and touched the little guy's head, then cast his gaze into the depths of the holy cliff again, "There should be a lot of ancient medicines and treasures bred here. However, I don't know if anyone has taken them."
Yan Kuan thought of the three-thousand-year-old living fossil of the demon clan, Chi Long Lao Dao, who appeared in the original work. He seemed to have been trapped in the holy cliff for fifteen hundred years, and escaped after getting many opportunities. He didn't know about the powerful demon clan.
Have you left or not? How many good things are left in the Holy Cliff?
Although Yan Kuan has quite a few medicine kings in his hands, as an alchemist, the more of these rare and precious medicines, the better, and he will not be dissatisfied with them.
"Senior, please take more care of this child Tingting."
Yan Kuan placed the Qingyang Holy Lamp on Tingting, and solemnly begged to the old man Wei Yi. He himself was holding a dark dragon gun. As for the lid of the sky-swallowing jar, he asked the little girl to use it as a hat to buckle it on.
On the head, this little guy is hanging on Yan Kuan's body.
"Don't worry, I like this kid very much."
Old man Wei Yi nodded, reached out and touched Xiao Tingting's head, injecting huge holy power into the Qingyang Holy Lamp to help it revive.
The little girl called her uncle sweetly, and silently grabbed Yan Kuan's clothes and leaned against him. The little girl was getting older and more sensible, and Yan Kuan was too embarrassed to hug her.
"Qua..."
As a group of them headed towards the holy cliff, a few old crows filled with the spirit of death flapped their wings on a dead old tree outside the black cliff, making a menacing cry, full of sadness.
The Qingyang Holy Lamp bloomed with sacred light, illuminating their path forward. Some strange creatures suddenly appeared, all of which were ominous signs in folklore.
The old white rabbit and the yellow rabbit were chasing each other, and the fur on their bodies was almost gone. A skinny snake, as thick as a water tank, slowly crawled out and meandered towards the cliff in the distance.
As they approached the black holy cliff, the strange atmosphere became stronger, as if they had arrived at a cemetery, with chills rising from their vests, making them feel chilled all over.
"Woooo..."
A sudden loud cry rang out, very sad, and the sound was carried for more than ten miles. Next to them, there was a dry old tree, which five or six people could not hug, growing on the edge of the sacred cliff.
There is a terrifying bird's nest on the tree. It is actually made of dead bones. It can be as tall as half a person. It is gloomy and shrouded in wisps of black mist.
Next to this bird's nest made of human bones, stood a strange and strange bird, with a dark body like a crow, a human face, but also a beak, and a black hook like a knife.
It can be more than one meter long, and is as black as ink. The yin energy on its body is extremely heavy, as if it has a dead head, making the whole dead ancient tree feel cold.
This is an ancient evil bird that specializes in eating the bones of strong men. Legend has it that anyone who is howled by it will not live long.
"court death……"
Yan Kuan looked at the cold evil bird and punched it out with a burst of divine power. All the fear came from the lack of firepower.
Today he brought two great saints, a handed down holy weapon, a sealed quasi-imperial weapon, half an imperial weapon and a great emperor's Dao Fruit. He could even walk around the forbidden area, and even an ancient evil bird dared to mess around.
Howl casts a curse.
"howl……"
Just as the strange bird was about to flap its wings and fly away, it was hit by Yan Kuan's divine power. It howled miserably and was reduced to ashes along with the human skull in its mouth, leaving only a little bit of evil black ash that was rolled up by Yan Kuan.
Put it into the jade bottle.
For an alchemist, there is no medicinal material that cannot be used. Even this kind of evil and strange substance can play a special and magical role at a critical moment.
Yan Kuan suddenly looked into the distance again, and heard a sound that made people tremble in their souls. A humanoid creature with long black hair all over its body, which made people feel scared, smiled weirdly at them from the depths of the black holy cliff.
"How dare you come here? I really thought I couldn't cure you."
A ray of green light rushed up, flames rose from Yan Kuan's body, igniting a divine flame of the sun. A lone lamp appeared, hanging in the void, looking evil and mysterious. The flame jumped, not very strong, but it was
It definitely has the magical effect of killing evil spirits and evil spirits.
There was a little old man sitting cross-legged at the wick. He opened his eyes slightly and smiled strangely. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of divine fire, rushing towards the aggressive demon lord in front of him.
"Ugh..."
The black-haired evil spirit in the distance let out an extremely unwilling scream and turned into a pile of ashes and flew away in the wind.
"Senior, please protect me."
Yan Kuan held the human ghost-faced lamp in his hand, with a strange ghostly fire lingering around his body, and led everyone forward. The repeated provocations of these evil creatures reminded him that he still had such a peerless lamp in his collection that could defeat evil things.
Lamps are the ultimate weapon to deal with them.
"The origin of this lamp is extraordinary!"
Both the old man Wei Yi and the crazy old man were looking at the magic lamp that Yan Kuan held in his hand. It was made of bronze and had a very weird shape. It had a human body and a ghostly face, which made people a little hairy. Especially the little old man who turned into a wick smiled so weirdly.
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This bronze lamp is covered with green rust, and the mottled texture reveals an ancient meaning. It is a secret weapon that has no attack power against ordinary people, but only has unparalleled power against Yin spirits.
"This seems to be an ancient artifact from the mythical era."
"The human body and the ghost face were forged by Lingbao Tianzun himself, making the underworld fearful and fearful."
"This opportunity is really great!"
The conversation between the crazy old man and Wei Yi was very simple and ended quickly. However, as the great sage of the time, Wei Yi couldn't calm down for a long time. Heirloom holy weapons, quasi-emperor weapons, imperial weapons, mythical secret weapons, and elixir of immortality.
...The ancient emperors would have been jealous of Yan Kuan's wealth.
"Saving people ten times, the hidden rhyme of hundreds of demons, the separation and union of nature, the red text in the cave, the supreme truth..."
Yan Kuan mouth recited the Sutra of the Spiritual Treasure that Saves People, the treasure is solemn, and he transformed into an immortal Taoist. The recited sutra resonated with the patterns of the heavens, and the body shimmered with light, becoming more and more unfathomable.
The flames of the human ghost-faced lantern seemed to illuminate the nine heavens and ten earth. All the ominous scenery around them disappeared, and the black mountains returned to calm. Ji Kuan and others forced their way into the Holy Land carrying the Supreme Secret Treasure and a bunch of holy soldiers.
Cliff.
The Holy Cliff is cut off from the Immortal Mountain, and the area of the Immortal Mountain is covered with ancient Taoist innate emperor formations, so the Holy Cliff is also covered by the Imperial Formation and is extremely dangerous. However, Yan Kuan masters the secrets of the half group and has also studied a lot in the Kunlun Immortal Land.
Years ago, he conducted extensive research on array patterns.
"The Emperor Formation here is very mysterious, but it is still far inferior to the Perfect Emperor Formation in Kunlun Immortal Land. It is not too difficult."
Yan Kuan stopped every step, and exchanged opinions with the resurrected Holy Lamp God and the two great saints from time to time. He did not go to the wrong place where the formation patterns were formed along the way, and successfully entered the depths of the Holy Cliff.
They climbed over a big black mountain and came to a land of nothingness. There were no formation patterns in this area, but the Qi movement was very mysterious.
This is a very open valley, located between the black mountains. There is a lake in the middle, as smooth as a mirror. The light falling from the sky gives the lake a golden brilliance.
"Brother, is that a magical medicine?"
Little Tingting's eyes quickly made a discovery. She pointed at a blue plant in the lake and reminded her. The plant was flowing with dreamy brilliance and looked very extraordinary.
Yan Kuan touched Xiao Tingting's head and smiled, then hit a green light with his backhand. Suddenly, there was a loud roar in the lake, and as a large amount of water vapor rose, several vague human figures melted in the green fire.
For ashes.
"This kind of thing is for dead people, not even living dogs!"
After the lake water evaporated, an ancient iron sedan was revealed, with iron chains tied to the bars. It was very eerie and scary. Yan Kuan looked at this yin weapon, his eyes full of disgust, and led everyone across here to continue.
Forward.
They climbed up a large mountain and looked forward. There was a broken black mountain in the distance in front of them. It seemed that some terrifying existence had escaped from the trap.
Large black mountains stand side by side, flowing with the aura of the underworld, majestic and towering. One of the black peaks is broken, which is particularly eye-catching, as if a huge thing breaks out of the mountain and stretches the mountain, causing such a scene
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"Immortal Taoist? Or a corpse spirit with severed hands?"
Yan Kuan's eyes focused on that position for a moment, and he couldn't help but tighten the little girl in his arms. The lid of the sky-swallowing jar on her little head made him feel safe.
They continued to move forward, passing through a mountainous area without formations, and came to the black broken mountain. There was a strange energy here. It seemed that there was a huge life form that had just left not long ago, and there seemed to be another
Its body temperature and breath made them tremble involuntarily.