Chapter 40 patriarch Shanjian

"The white bone hill in front is a little strange, and it is very likely that the patriarch of the mountain tribe is hidden!" Wu Yan looked at the white bones piled up in a mountain and said in a low voice.

"Wait." Mu Chen's eyes turned purple and looked solemnly at every ground here, especially the pile of white bone hills. Under the gaze of these pupils, all hidden and invisible things will appear in the world. Mu Chen can see that there is a powerful life under the white bone pile. The breath is very terrible, but it seems to be sleeping and can be concluded. This guy is not human.

"Go to the third floor, it will be dangerous to stay here for a long time, and the patriarch of the mountain people is not here." Mu Chen said firmly, and there was no room for anyone to question in his tone.

Other people looked at Mu Chen curiously. For a long time, they knew very little about Mu Chen, and there was even a trace of mystery, but since Mu Chen was sure, he could only listen to him at this time.

"Are you sure?" Wu Yan asked in a completely silent voice. At this time, he could not ask the reason carefully. He could only believe in the man who finally joined the tribal warrior.

"Ye" Mu Chen didn't say much, but nodded solemnly.

The mountains of white bones are still there, but the few people who have just come disappeared. The big two layers seem empty and deserted, and there is no vitality, and it is even more gloomy and terrible against the white bones.

The hall where the mountain patriarch lived is divided into three floors. Mu Chen's five people surprisingly did not encounter any enemies on the first or two floors and safely walked to the third floor of the hall.

Compared with the first two floors, the third floor looks extremely gorgeous, and all kinds of books and decorations are placed in an orderly manner. The area here is much smaller than the first two floors. A few meters-sized sheep head white bone hangs on the ceiling. Although it is a white bone, it is not difficult to see that it is covered with fine carvings, some strange The graphic engraving highlights the unique strange atmosphere of this mountain people.

At the innermost side, an old man sat on the white bone seat with his eyes like a vast sea of death. He could not see the end and could not see through any thoughts in the old man's heart.

There is only one old man in front of him on the whole three floors, with long hands and feet, which shows the characteristics of the mountain people. The old man's fierce eyes swept to the five people of Mu Chen: "It's really imposing. The five tribal warriors of the spiritual tribe have arrived. It seems that they want to take the life of the old man today."

While the old man spoke, there was no fluctuation between his eyebrows. He knew that the details of the other party were tribal warriors and that they were here to take their lives, but he was still so calm. He did have the demeanor of a family.

"It's worthy of being the head of the mountain people. You can still be so calm when you die. Do you really think you can escape from our hands?" Wu Yan's voice did not have any feelings and said coldly.

"Oh, it is said that the leader of the spiritual warriors has reached the seventh-class real world not long ago, but do you really think that you little dolls killed me?" Shan Jian said that he actually laughed here, stood up slowly from the sound of the white bone stool, and gently brushed his beard: "Since you want to kill me, let's do it."

"Mu Chen, after you break here, there may be reinforcements coming up from the second floor. You must try your best to block it. Others, kill this old guy with me." After Wu Yan finished speaking, the four figures swept towards the old man opposite him.

Mu Chen stood still and did not move. Under the purple pupils, the strength of Shan Jianqi and other real world is absolutely true. What makes him so confident? In this third level, there is indeed no one else.

The four people rushed extremely fast, but Shanjian stood there and remained motionless. The arms condensed and compressed this horrible true air crazily. The mountain man's hand script was more than twice that of ordinary people. If it were compressed like ordinary people, I'm afraid that their arms would have already risen.

Suddenly, Shan Jian's two arms stretched several times in an instant and grabbed the two third-class real warriors crazily. The arms stretched very fast, and from time to time, they could hear the "pop" sound of their bones growing. This unexpected attack would not be expected by anyone.

Under the unexpected full attack of the seventh-class real world, the two third-class real warriors had no time to escape at all, and the hurried defense was simply to block the car with their arms. Their throats were instantly pressed tightly, and the true energy on their arms stretched dozens of meters suddenly condensed into their hands, and their hands burst out in an instant. Amazing power, only heard a "stuck" sound from the neck of the two third-class warriors. Their eyes did not fluctuate like dead fish. After spitting out blood, they fell to the ground softly.

At this time, the lark and Wu Yan were rushing to the mountain. I don't know when Wu Yan's arm condensed a thin layer of stone film. Under this stone film, Wu Yan's right arm converged like the hardest rock, full of anger and horror.

The lark took out the big bow used to save Mu Chen that day. The whole body of the bow was emerald green, as if it was carved by the best jade. The emerald wooden bow was not much shorter than the lark. The girl pulled out three sharp arrows, aimed at the mountain, and was ready to pierce the latter's heart and head at any time.

"Little girl, this bow and arrow in your hand is very dangerous!" After Shan Jian shouted in a low voice, suddenly, his right foot made a disgusting sound of broken veins and bones breaking. His right foot was stretched dozens of meters like arms, and the speed of his hands and feet were like a flame running along the oil wire, which could not tolerate the other party's reaction.

The elongated right foot suddenly kicked at the lark, the strength and speed of which, with a strong wind blowing around, and the constantly elongated and accelerating foot flew to the front chest of the lark like a cannonball.

At this time, Mu Chen's feet were already full of purple arrogance, his eyes were dark purple, and every detail was captured by him. His brain quickly calculated the time when Shan Jian's feet hit the lark.

The lark that was about to hit her did not panic. Her slender fingers pulled the huge bow string. This time, she did not shoot arrows on the string, but suddenly condensed countless arrow shadows at the top of the bow. Countless arrow shadows condensed in front of the lark, centering on the top of the bow and extending around The arrow shadow condensed by countless light is displayed, forming a huge light shield, waiting for the opponent's attack.

Seeing the strong defense made by the lark, Mu Chen's hanging heart was also relieved, and the strong purple under his feet gradually dispersed.

The powerful attack hit the shield condensed by the lark. Although the defense of the arrow shield was tough, the impact of that foot made the lark fly backwards far back and finally was shaken away and directly hit the ceiling. Although it prevented the other party's blow, it also suffered some injuries.

The lark squatted on the ground, staring at the mountain not far away, with small traces of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and the chest under his neck kept undulating, gasping.

Although three of the four people who rushed in have been repulsed, the strongest Wu Yan is getting closer and closer to the mountain, as if on the right arm made of rock, he can even see the rhythm of the muscles beating constantly.

Shan Jian raised his eyebrows: "This is the rumored strongest move of Wu Yan, "rock arm"."

Looking at the fierce blow, Shan Jian's hands and feet instantly changed back to their original length and jumped back fiercely. A powerful punch hit the place where he had just stood. After one punch, several meters around the ground collapsed, and the deafening sound kept wandering back and forth here, even just now Shan Jian, who escaped, dares not deny that if this punch really hits him, the internal organs in his body will be directly shattered.

Mu Chen was also more and more surprised when he looked at these battles. He had not yet stepped into the mainland of the Celestial Empire. Just in the Dora Mountains, there were so many masters. The more he wanted to go up the mountain and his ambition to get rid of the big demons in the mountains, the more ridiculous he thought about it became.

"Wu Yan, your attack has really not changed much from those years. Your strength is extremely strong, and now it has only increased and decreased than before, but the speed and accuracy have not changed much. As long as you pay careful attention to your actions, it is impossible to hit my body at all." Shan Jian looked at Wu Yan and said slowly.

"But he is not the only enemy of you." After a crisp sound, several sharp swords suddenly shot at the mountain. In the center of several swords, there was a sharp arrow mixed with black iron, which even made a strong sound explosion at this speed.