Chapter 320 Shanhai Yuze Wolf Juxu

A yellow wind flew in front of him, followed by a white rainbow. Shen Xueyi's face was pale, and her eyes were burning. It seemed that she had made up her mind. Even if she chased to the ends of the earth, she would kill Wang Chan.

The two of them chased and fled one by one, only a hundred miles apart, like a meteor chasing the moon. Bai Hong hit and said, and in a blink of an eye, they didn't know how many mountains and rivers had passed.

"This man is ashamed and angry, and he dares to chase him with great vitality. If he goes back and fights again, he is afraid of delaying time and being chased by the Marquis of Yongding, which is also troublesome. It's better to dump this man first, find a place, restore his physical strength, and then practice his magic power. Sooner or later, he will find today's field. When I first came here, I, Wang Zen, was not as powerful as you, but it was not easy to kill these people after that!!"

Wang Chan couldn't help sneering in his heart. Looking at the distance under him, he saw a dark mountain. In front of him, a mountain peak rose from the ground, like a forest, which was much bigger than any mountain on the way. Under the cover of night, it can be faintly seen that there seems to be a rippling water in the middle of the mountain, which is boundless. The fog is steaming and abused, and the water bones are coming up to the sky, almost covering the whole sky.

At a glance, the edge was thick. Wang Chan secretly shouted hello in his heart and patted the head of the tiger Zen master. Each person and one tiger suddenly turned into a yellow wind and plunged down. In a blink of an eye, he went deep into the mountains. His body was covered by clouds and fog, as if a drop of water had fallen into the ocean. It quickly melted into one and disappeared. Shadow.

For most of the day, he has been flying over the eagle's sorrow stream to countless mountains and rivers. The scenery has moved, just like a horse lantern. Shen Xueyi is single-mindedly trying to catch Wang Chan and break up ten thousand pieces of corpses. He doesn't pay attention to any signs on the road at all. Seeing a mountain in front of him, continuous, I don't know that there is How old it was, during which the ghost fire flashed, the yin gas rushed to the sky, and the water mist was deep. Wang Chan ignored it, and even the tiger pricked down, and disappeared in an instant.

"Good thief, I thought I could be dumped like this. It's really like a dream! Taiyi's light, hidden dragon's shadow! Go!" After a few breaths, Shen Xueyi rushed over. He stretched out his hand and pointed on the clouds, and suddenly shone in the sword light wrapped his whole body. From the middle, several brilliant white lights were immediately separated, as if drooping down, following the idea of locking Wang Chan's body and chasing him.

In ancient times, sword immortals killed people without face. They released sword light to take people's lives. The reason why they can do this is to collect qi and catch a wisp of breath on the body of the murdered body, which makes the flying sword familiar. However, this is just a small path, relying on breath to pull people. If it is only 20 or thirty miles away, the sword light will be exhausted.

And the sword fairy who has a real success in cultivation, the sword is thousands of miles away and cuts people's heads, but it relies on the spiritual lock. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the idea. Thousands of miles away, thousands of people can also target and kill with a sword.

Although Shen Xueyi is young, she can't be like those legendary sword immortals. Among thousands of people, she can arbitrarily lock her opponent and kill the enemy thousands of miles away. However, she keeps her eyes on the target, but she can also firmly attach a wisp of spirit to Wang Chan within a hundred miles. As long as the distance is not too wide, she is not afraid of Wang Chan's escape at all. Drop it.

In the clouds, he only felt cold outside his body, but the water was wrapped around his body. It turned out to be a smooth and greasy feeling, which made people unhappy. Wang Chan was strange in his heart, and his heart moved. He looked up and saw several white lights on his head following him. It was as fast as an urgent electricity. He knew that Shen Xueyi hated. He reveals himself and refuses to do it. It is clear that he will be born and die. Although he was in such a situation, he did not panic at all. His heart was cold and the ancient well did not wave. In his eyes, there was a cold light, as if the tip of a sword and a needle. He walked down and looked back with a shot.

The face turned white as paper in an instant! The broken army star evil accumulated in his body was released in this shot. When he passed by the long gun, a galaxy ran through the north and south, spewed out, turning into a cold light, and rolled up a few sword lights that fell. When he touched it, Bai Hong was immediately entangled. Taking this opportunity, Wang Chan suddenly sank down and quickly went away.

After a while, a figure rushed into the room. It was Shen Xueyi who pointed with his hand, and the sword light outside his body turned into a flying sword, flying up and down, like a dragon and snake dancing, brushing, more than a dozen swords chopping down, and immediately tore the galaxy in front of him into pieces like silk.

"Now that you have broken your military power, what other means do you have to fight against me?"

Shen Xueyi and Wang Chan fought a battle. They were also familiar with the changes on his Liquan gun. They knew the magic power of soldiers, which were not comparable to the Taoist method. Every time they were like a jar of water. When they were used up, they had to install it again. They could not be used all the time, like the Taoist method, while consuming and supplementing at the same time. Nine times out of ten, the thief had gone to the empty building. This magic power was temporarily abandoned. He was about to follow the induction, consume mana, and then block it with sword light, but suddenly the wisp of thought he was tightly locked on Wang Chan's body was suddenly broken.

I just felt wrong. I looked around and looked at the mountain under my feet. The water was full of water, covering the sky and the earth. Among them, the yin qi rose on all sides of the peaks on all sides, and there was a big ze in the middle, and the yin qi was straight through nine layers. I couldn't help but be surprised.

"Mountains and seas? No, this is actually Langjuxu Mountain!"

The wild land was originally the mountains and seas of ancient times, which have changed several times through the vicissitudes of the sea and mulberry fields. Although there is now a legacy surrounded by the mountains of Langjuxu Mountain, which has long lost the momentum of steaming mountains and seas and shaking the world, Langjuxu Mountain is hundreds of miles around hundreds of miles, and the middle is also covered by this big stream. It is said that under the legacy of the mountains and seas, there are nine yellow springs, which are full of yellow spring yin qi in the water vapor. The closer it is to Daze, the heavier the yin qi is. Naturally, there are countless fierce ghosts nurturing it, and many unknown demons and monsters have sprouted.

Shen Xueyi's trip to the west this time, in addition to wanting to witness the dispute between the two holy places on the Yinshan Mountain, the most important thing is to go to the wolf Juxu Mountain to do one thing for her master, Fang Taiyi. Before coming, I have carefully studied all the information about this place. Naturally, I know that this wolf Juxu Mountain is the largest ghost in the wilderness. Among the 108 peaks, there are demons and ghosts, and most of them are old ghosts who have refined the magic power, and their magic power is profound.

In particular, there is also a legend that there is a ghost mansion in the mountains and seas. It is like reading power outside the reincarnation and is not under the jurisdiction of the Yin Division. The master of the house "Tianwu Family" was transformed after the death of the ancient ancestors. The magic power is so great that it is unimaginable, but I don't know how many years ago, it was suppressed by several ancestors of Abi Xuehai. Since then, he has been honestly hidden in Daze, and his footsteps have never been out of the wolf Juxu Mountain.

Over time, it is also forgotten. Until now, the statement is not obvious to the world, and few people know it.

"The water qi and yin qi here are too heavy to isolate the divine detection. Even if the Xuangong is condensed in the eyes, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find the whereabouts of the thief. In addition, the night is dark at this time. It is when the big and small ghosts in the mountain come out to look for food. When the demons dance around, if I go in, even if there is a magic weapon given by my master, I am not afraid of ghost persecution, but I don't know how much effort it will cost to kill this thief.

The idea turned like an electric head in her heart. Seeing this, Shen Xueyi gritted her teeth and cut the paper. How could she let it go? Now she looked at the mountain under her feet, turned her heart horizontally, and also turned around and broke into Langjuxu Mountain.

The water was full of water, the night was dark, and there were dense trees covering it. When he plunged into the depths of the mountain, Wang Chan immediately felt that it was dark in front of him, and he could hardly see his fingers. Only a string of yin and phosphorus ghost fires appeared from time to time in the distance, and he could also see some nearby scenery with a little green light.

"What is this place? Why is it so gloomy? The gusts of gloomy wind, ghostly, and the thick yin is almost condensed into a substance? It seems to have rushed into the underworld? And the water that I saw from the sky just now, the vast and boundless, seems to be a little evil! It seems that this place is by no means a good place. You have to be careful.

As soon as Wang Chan got into the mountain forest, he saw a thick fog in all directions. He thought that his eyes were keen. As long as he penetrated his eyes with qi and blood, he could see things in the dark, and the virtual room was white. No matter how the fog was done, it would not be as good as the black smoke cloud released by the Iron Feather Demon King. How do you know that as soon as he went deep into it, no matter how he condensed his eyes, he could only see the scene three or four feet away in front of him. Not only that, but even the spiritual thoughts were projected out, which seemed to be completely useless.

The fog here is actually more obscure than the black smoke made of the Iron Feather Demon King with black evil under the ground!!!

In the face of such a strange geographical environment, Wang Chan's eyes revealed a cold light, flashing, riding on the tiger's back and allowing the tiger Zen master to move around, but he was not afraid. The Tiger Zen Master himself is a connoisseur of playing ghosts. He collects countless human and beast ghosts in his own magic power and refines into fierce ghosts. When he comes here, he is much more comfortable than Wang Zen. He only moves with four claws and shuttles through the woods, hills, and a pair of tiger eyes, thinking.

It's not long. The more you go in, the denser the mountains and forests will be. Countless mounds can be faintly seen, and each of them is surrounded by a yin gas. But it is a huge barren mound grave, and I don't know who built it.

click! [p> The fierce tiger Zen master only felt a sound under his feet, and there was a sound of crisp branches breaking. Wang Chan looked at it, but he saw that among the dead branches and leaves accumulated over the years, there was a layer of white bones on the ground. He frowned and motioned the Tiger Zen master to stop. He raised his eyes and looked around. Then he saw a hill in front of him. From top to bottom, it was full of graves. Among the white bones, yin and phosphorus converged, and the ghost fire burned. There was no end in the shining place.

"It's not about the Black Water River, or the world of monsters. How can there be so many desolate graves in this mountain? There are no people here. Who is buried here? Are there so many more? Is it the cemetery of the ancient ancestors?

The ghost fire flashed, and the white bones on the ground were exposed in front of the eyes, adding more and more to the horrible and shocking taste of the mountain. Fortunately, Wang Chan's heart was pure and strong-willed. After seeing so many things in the world that he didn't even dare to think of before, he had already adapted to all the changes. Although he saw such a scene before the meeting, he was only shocked. After thinking about it in his heart, he ignored it, waved his hand, ordered the Tiger Zen master, and then rushed on his way.

How do you know that the tombs in the mountain are endless. They have walked another hundred miles, but they are still full of barren graves. Wang Chan immediately thought that he had been tricked by someone and fell into the illusion of the magic array, but he didn't know this way. After several times of looking at it, he didn't understand the truth and couldn't see any mystery.

Standing on a hill and looking down, the way is full of phosphorus fire floating in mid-air. It is green and gloomy, and the eyes are full of yin gas. I also know that the place where the yin qi does not disperses must be full of ghosts. The more yin qi is, the more powerful the ghosts. Fortunately, the Tiger Zen Master is also a demon king. The demon spirit on his body emanates and integrates into the surrounding void. Under the deterrence of his breath, he can also deter the surrounding ghosts. If he doesn't disturb, he dares to take the initiative to come to the door without any trouble for a while.

"Lord, if I guess right, this should be the legacy of the mountains and seas. The wolf lives in the mountain. When we get here, I'm afraid the situation is not good!" The fierce tiger Zen master, who was moving forward, suddenly shook his body, stopped and said.

"Wolf Juxu Mountain? The legacy of mountains and seas? Is there any problem here? Seeing a word from the Tiger Zen master, even his voice seemed to change, and Wang Chan was also shocked.

"This wolf Juxu Mountain is the cemetery of the ancient ancestors in the wilderness. Originally, it was just an island in the mountains and seas. Later, the vicissitudes of the sea exposed the ground, and it became like this. However, this place has long been announced to the world by the sea of blood and designated as a forbidden place. Except for the things here, no one is allowed to break in. I only heard about it on Tanggula Mountain in the past, and I have never been here..."

Tiger Zen Master was trembling all over his body. Although he was not a human body and could not see the expression on his face, from his tone, Wang Chan had already heard the fear in the tiger's heart. Obviously, while he found out where he was, his courage was gone.

What on earth is it? How can it scare a demon king like Bai's forehead like this?

Wang Chan frowned and was about to speak. Suddenly, his ears moved. Suddenly, he heard a sound of clothes breaking the air behind him. Although it was extremely subtle, he could faintly see a faint wisp of white light reflected in his eyes in the forest. Knowing that this was Shen Xueyi, he was still unwilling. He had caught up with him. The wolf lived in the mountain. The yin was too strong, and the ghosts were rampant. The tiger Zen master did not dare to fly in the wind at all, for fear of attracting demons in the mountain. Therefore, he crossed the forest all the way, and it was inevitable that some traces would be investigated.

Shen Xueyi's magic power was deep, and she followed him all the way, but it was not much slower than him.

"Since there is something strange here, let's find a secret place first and hide first!"

He forcibly urged the Tiger Zen master to shuttle through the forest, but Wang Chan's situation at this time was not good. He fought with Shen Xueyi before, and he had already consumed all his true mana. The broken army stars accumulated in the hole also dissipated. For the time being, he could not use the most powerful broken army killing method. Now as long as Shen Xueyi chases after him and fights again, even if the Tiger Zen master helps from the side, the best result will be certain. It's also a loss for both sides.

And at that time, I'm afraid that the Tiger Zen Master is also half-hearted. It's good to expect him to go all out and fight for himself. It's just like a joke.

Wang Chan dragged the body of the tiger Zen master with sword light again, held the sword against the ground, flew dozens of miles away, and did not leave any traces in the forest. He suddenly looked up and saw a black spot in the fog. He hurriedly flew forward, but saw a small hill with a radius of dozens of mu, standing on a flat ground, surrounded by There is no grave, overgrown with weeds and very desolate.

One person and one tiger came to the front, and saw that the hill was a hundred feet high, with strange rocks and lush vegetation. Among them, there was a huge locust tree, three or four hundred meters high, and dozens of people's waist circumference. The roots were rooted in the hills, one by one, one by one, strange shape, and also tore a crack under the tree. Although I don't know the depth, it was not It must be a good place to go, but at least the forest is covered up, very secret, and it is also a hiding place. At this time, Wang Chan was not in the mood to care more.

"What a strong yin qi! It turned out to be a big grave!" When he was outside, everything was covered by the old locust tree, and even the yin qi was poured into the branches and leaves along the root of the tree. Wang Chan could not see clearly, but as soon as one person and one tiger got into the crack, he only felt a cold air coming in front of him. In a vague way, you can also see the ghost fire flashing in it, interspersed with tree roots, and going deep into the ground. In the depths, there seemed to be several big holes, rolling out of the water from inside.

This yin qi condenses, like a physical entity, rushes out of the ground, as if it is chiring with ghosts. Obviously, it is the gloomy ghosts formed by countless years in the grave. The wind can't blow away. As soon as it touches the skin of the human body, it immediately stinks like flies. The posts lean up and drill in along the pores.

"The locust tree is a yin tree. After so many years, the old locust has a spiritual surname. Fortunately, he suppressed it here and absorbed most of the ghosts. Otherwise, I'm afraid that a ghost king will be born under this cemetery immediately. This place is secretive. Although it is not suitable for strangers, it doesn't matter in a short period of time. Even if the man is looking for it, he can't exert all his strength even if he is limited by ghosts. If he doesn't know how to live or die, no matter how much he is paid, he will be killed here.

Wang Chan is in the mountains and forests, like a fish in water. He is best at using the environment, setting traps, and killing prey. At the beginning, he was still young, but he didn't know how many tigers and black bears he killed. Now he can use the yin in the grave to hide his breath. As long as Shen Xueyi stepped in here, he was half sure to kill him in one fell swoop. .

The tiger Zen master slipped into the depths of the crack with an ups and down. Along the way, the ghost fire swayed like a candlelight. He saw that the crack kept going down, bending and hovering, and it went straight to the bottom of the ground like Sima Dao. I don't know how deep it was. Moreover, there are cracks in the road, and the roots of the old locust tree above the head are embedded in the middle, which indirectly supports the whole tomb.

Look carefully at the bottom, there are many animal bones piled up everywhere, rusty swords, rotten like wood, and disperse as soon as the wind blows.

(to be continued)