Chapter 342 The Seal of the Unreturned Mountain

Leng Yan looked at Vuzik and said coldly, "Do you know why you haven't been recognized until now?"

"Why?"

"Because you care too much! Just take care of yourself. You care so much, and your cultivation will stagnate for a long time, right? Leng Yan said, and the five-eed dagger in his hand waved out and stabbed Wuzke's eyes.

This time, Wuzke was not a virtual shadow. He screamed and rolled on the ground with his eyes in his arms.

"Why! Why can you stab my body!" Wuzk shouted loudly.

"Because I don't look at it with my eyes, but feel it with my feelings!" Leng Yan said.

Vuzk's huge body slowly became smaller and finally became the size of a fist. It was a small mouse, howling with its tail in its arms.

The tail was cut off by the cold flame's five-eed dagger, and it was bleeding. It seems that the mouse is really pretentious, but in fact it is one of its veins.

The so-called pulse gate is a relatively important place in the meridians. Generally speaking, great attention will be paid to protecting this place from being discovered by others, but the cold flame relies on spiritual strength to pierce the vein gate of Vuzik.

"Since you're here, come here together!" An old voice came, and all the monsters knelt down because of this, while the cold flame and Hu Qiangu were shrouded in a soft light.

"Vuzk is useless!" Wuzk said with the pain.

"Wuzik, you'd better practice well!" While the voice disappeared, Leng Yan and Hu Qiangu were also transmitted away.

I didn't expect that the top of the mountain is actually a world of birds and flowers. This kind of place is still very rare in a place where ruins are everywhere!

"This is the top of the mountain!" Leng Yan stood on a broken rock, and when he looked down, he could see the confused fog forest far away. From here, he could even overlook the night return city in the distance!

The wind here is warm, with a soft fragrance. Leng Yan likes this feeling very much, which reminds her of the beautiful time she rarely had.

"Isn't it beautiful here?"

Leng Yan turned around and saw an old man standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at Leng Yan.

"You are..."

"The owner of the mountain!"

If you don't return to the mountain, is there a master?

This is what Leng Yan didn't expect!

But think about the previous experience, from Hindrich, to Obis, and then Vuzk!

These are more like guarding something, not to mention that Orbis has a master!

"I didn't expect that there is a master here, right? I guess few owners are willing to let people hunt the monsters in front of their door at will, and let people grab the purple blood grass on the mountain at will?

Leng Yan looked up. The place where they were sitting was still halfway up the mountain. The so-called top of the mountain was a world of ice and snow. I guess the purple blood grass was in that place!

"Yes, I didn't expect it." Leng Yan admitted.

The cold flame could not feel the power of the old man. He stood there and could see it, but the careful induction did not exist at all.

"Spit-up?" Leng Yan thought to himself.

The old man smiled and said, "A person is very lonely here, especially when he can't leave the mountain!"

"I have been here for many years, and even when the alien world is not divided, I will be sealed here! My body is imprisoned in the mountain, and my soul can't leave the mountain too far away. I am sealed and imprisoned here!"

"Are you?" Leng Yan asked.

"I'll call Guishan!" The old man replied that since I was imprisoned here, this mountain began to be called the Unreturnable Mountain.

"Isn't it because of Warcraft that you can't leave here?" Leng Yan asked.

The old man laughed and said, "It is because of my ability that I am called Guishan!"

Leng Yan looked at the old man, moved his nose and said, "Are you a dragon?"

"It's great that you can feel it!" The old man looked at the cold flame, with a bright light in his eyes.

"People are called Warcraft Supreme, but I'm too far from the Supreme level. I was just an imperial mythical beast in those years. Let's see if I can fight with the Soul King!"

"Supreme?" Leng Yan had never heard of this word and couldn't help asking.

"You don't know Supreme, it's normal! Here, as far as I know, there is only the Soul King level. It's a warcraft, that is, an imperial mythical beast. In fact, above the soul king and the imperial mythical beast, there is another level, that is, the supreme!"

"Supreme, that's the title of the strongest!" The old man showed a touch of yearning, then sighed and said, "I haven't seen the Supreme!"

"So, who is so powerful to imprison you here?" Leng Yan asked.

"Supreme! I didn't even look at him, and he was sealed here. After that, I could never leave again! At first, I thought of a lot of ways, but I failed. Later, I found that my ability began to decline, which made me very panicked.

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "However, I still can't know the reason for my decline in ability."

"Is it because of the alien division that the aura of the exiled land began to slowly become thin, resulting in the decline of the aura of the mountain."

Leng Yan said guessingly.

"There is a certain truth, but it's not all! We Warcraft pay more attention to blood than practice!" The old man sighed and said, "My blood power has been absorbed by the mountain!"

Leng Yan's eyes widened, and this kind of thing could still happen, but it should not be surprising to think that the purple blood grass can grow in the mountain!

"You should have thought of it, right? Smart child!" The old man looked at the cold flame, "This is the supreme power!"

Leng Yan's heart is tumbling. It seems that this supreme is very powerful and ambitious.

Imprison an imperial mythical beast in Bugui Mountain, and use the power of Bugui Mountain to extract the blood power of the imperial mythical beast and grow into purple blood grass!

This kind of herb that can make ordinary mythical beasts become king-level mythical beasts is still very **!

"Why did he do this? Isn't it better to have the power of an imperial mythical beast?" Leng Yan asked.

"War!" The old man said, "War is not a person's business, but needs a lot of people!" That supreme, I guess that's what you want!"

"Moreover, a royal mythical beast that is not used for itself is useless!"

"Next, I began to use the power of the mountain and gathered a group of monsters. Since he wanted to use my blood, why didn't I use my own blood?"

Leng Yan began to understand. She looked at the old man, the dragon warcraft, who had been imprisoned for many years, and felt his helplessness and struggle.

"How to unseal it?" Leng Yan asked.

The old man looked at the cold flame in surprise and said, "You..."

"I think you have studied how to unseal it for so many years, right? How on earth do you unlock the seal?" Leng Yan asked.

The old man sighed and said, "There is a way to untie the seal, but this is not what we can do!"

"How to do it?" Leng Yan just looked at the old man quietly and continued to ask.

"Dig through the mountain, dig to the bottom, and take out my body!" The old man said.

This is indeed a big project! But there is nothing we can do.

Leng Yan bent the corners of his mouth and said, "In that case, we can try Yugong Yishan!"

"What kind of Yugong Yishan?" The old man asked.

"There is an infinite decont for children and grandchildren! This has been razing this mountain to the ground!" Leng Yan said.

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "If it were really possible, I wouldn't have been imprisoned for so long!" Although this is a theoretically possible method, in fact, there is a spell for not returning to the mountain! If you can't break the charm, you can't flatten the mountain!"

Leng Yan's understanding of charms is very shallow, that is, he knows a little bit of charms related to refineries!

Yi Rong is the one who has made great achievements in the research of charms. Leng Yanqiang pressed himself to miss Yi Rong and said, "How can you know if you don't try? Or it's too long, the charm has been consumed."

"I appreciate you very much! I also like these little guys you bring, but the purple blood grass is very tyrannical. Without the refining of the pharmacist, it will be very painful if it is directly swallowed. If you can't stand this pain, you can't not only can't advance, but also lead to the natural disaster and be directly split to ashes!"

"For so many years, only two Warcrafts have successfully advanced into king-level mythical beasts, one is Orbis and the other is Hindry!"

The old man said.

"If you are patient, I don't think any other Warcraft can bear more pain than them!"

The cold flame has a divine fire on her body, so her mythical beast is more or less affected. She can refine her own strength with divine fire and become stronger. This is what everyone knows, and it is also a project they train in the Ring of Life.

So when it comes to patience, the cold flame is full of hope for them. Even the power of Tianchang rattan, a plant-like pure wooden attribute, must be tempered by the divine fire. You can imagine what kind of patience it is.

"Ah!" A sad cry came from the top of the mountain, which was a chaotic scream, but next, the cold flame saw a black shadow running down from the mountain and turning into a small ball beside the cold flame!

Chaos was originally an ancient warcraft, and its bloodline was very pure, but because he was imprisoned, his ability was greatly depleted and he could not become a humanoid. This time, he got purple blood grass, but he swallowed a leaf, which greatly improved his strength.

"Master, I can transform!"

The chaotic bloodline is not a problem. With the supplement of strength, it can naturally directly support and become a human form.

The dark shadow began to slowly become 1.8 meters high, and then condensed into a human shape. At this time, it looks more like a black silhouette!