Ghost clan.
Looking at the beheaded black body, he found that unlike what he imagined, the ghost race also had entities.
This was a race between illusion and reality. buzz buzz At this moment, the ghost clan who died had a faint black energy seeping out from the body, constantly melting into the surrounding void, and soon decayed into a withered skeleton, and all the essence contained in the bones was lost.
Along the way, Qingyang Huan gradually got used to it.
Every few steps, there would be withered bones lying on the ground.
Some belonged to humans and some belonged to ferocious beasts.
However, these bones were obviously not left behind recently. .
All the dead bones have been decayed, and even the bones have been eroded by the cold wind and filled with holes.
If there is a slight fluctuation, these bones will collapse into powder.
On the dark earth, he also found some scattered weapons, most of which were weathered, and some were half-buried in the earth.
The ground he stepped on began to be covered with white bones, and the deeper he went towards the mountains, the more bones he covered.
It became thicker and thicker, even covering the original ground.
A faint crimson color began to appear in the dark forest.
He saw an ancient tree that was shriveled and rotten, but it was glowing with a enchanting red color.
The boa constrictor hung on the trunk of the tree and stared towards the outside of the mountains.
There was no trace of it either. angry.
In the depths of the mountains, hazy phantoms are wandering, looming in the dark wind.
This is a valley, with two towering peaks like huge black pythons stretching across the land.
There are various patterns on the python mountain, making it difficult for people to understand.
The howling wind stopped here and turned into a ghost warrior with black horns on his head.
"Da Gui Si, the ghost soldiers have already attracted the scattered human warriors here.
When the time comes, they will enter the ghost city and the ghost tower, and turn them into energy to repair the ghost tower."
The ghost warrior spoke with a sense of erraticness, "But the human warrior who came in this time seems to have noticed that a large part of the young people have been driven away from here."
"Those young people from the human race probably didn't realize that the competition between them was just too fierce.
The human race would only encourage themselves to fight among themselves and boast about the art of cultivating poison.
How can this be wrong with our Ghost Expulsion Department?"
Our people are imprisoned in this cage and cannot be freed.”
Misty voices came from all directions, stirring up waves of darkness.
"Lead them all to the ghost town.
Since they regard us as a sharpening stone, we will grind all the blood and bones of their younger generation and keep them here forever."
"Follow the orders of the Great Ghost" The ghost clan warrior accepted the order, and his body turned into hazy mist again.
He appeared more than ten feet away in his breath, and at this moment, where he originally stood, the dark body just melted into a ball of mist. boom The golden light exploded in the darkness, and a black stone that was three feet high collapsed into pieces.
The golden light in the black was as bright as a flower.
Under the broken stone lay a golden grouper.
This golden grouper fish seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
It reacted very slowly to Qing Yanghuan's attack and was captured in his hand without any surprise.
He put the gold-spotted fish into the bone talisman and looked up.
As far as he could see, there were more than a dozen towering black stones, extending deep into the mountains until they were swallowed up by the boundless black energy.
The scattered black stones were like guides, leading him in one direction.
Buzz A flash of faint blue rippled like water waves, and the little dragons in the crystal clear blue dragon beads swam around, constantly hitting the bead wall.
"The little dragon in the bead is swimming faster and faster.
It seems that the dragon's blood bones are nearby."
He breathed a long sigh of relief and put the bead into the bone pattern space.
He had discovered the strangeness of this dragon blood-sensing alien bead a day ago.
This shows that there are dragon blood mutants within a radius of ten miles.
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However, this place is too weird.
One day is only one day.
Even if he is not rushing, he has walked through hundreds of miles of mountains and forests, but he still has not found the dragon blood mutants.
"Walk" Sable was walking around him, and after signaling to him, Qingyang Huan headed towards the depths of the mountains.
He did not look at the remaining towering black rocks.
He had smashed one before, just to verify his guess. .
"It seems like you really want to lure me there."
He has not encountered the ghost tribe again in the past few days, which makes him feel that something is abnormal.
A tribe has been trapped here by the human race for a long time.
It would be a joke if there is no hatred towards the human race, let alone the human race and the ghost race.
The hostility between the two races.
Every time the human race enters the secret realm, it is a feast for the ghosts here to vent their anger.
Now, they are actually hiding.
"I want to see what's at the end."
As his thoughts flowed, Qingyang Huan ignored the black stones along the way and walked around the hills one after another, heading deeper.
The further in, the chill in the cold wind became more and more penetrating to the bones, seeping into the depths of the blood marrow.
Huhuhu The dark wind swept through the decaying forest, and a kind of depression suddenly rose up.
Blood rain began to drip from the dark sky, and the thick bloody smell soaked the withered forest trees and decayed bones.
Qingyang Huan couldn't help but frown as the blood energy evaporated the falling blood droplets.
This place was becoming more and more weird.
The blood was wrapped in the gloom, which made people palpitate.
The sable even shrank into his arms, revealing only a small head and staring at it.
Looking outside. roar The blue light was blazing, and the little dragon swimming in the bead let out a hissing and low roar, and even had the urge to break open the bead and rush forward. , "Found it" His eyes sparkled with light.
The dragon blood mutant was nearby.
Is it the dragon blood bone?
Suppressing his impulsive thoughts and adjusting his state, Qingyang Huan moved forward again.
When he turned around an ancient mountain, he suddenly couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. a city The dilapidated ancient city appeared at the end of the mountain range.
The ancient city was all black, with walls collapsed in some places, and the whole city was shrouded in gloom.
"Ghost Source City."
"The reproduction of the ghost tribe is different from that of the human race.
Instead, they are reincarnated through an origin.
In the ghost tribe, every ghost tribe will create a ghost source Pu.
This ghost tribe imprisoned in the small world does not seem to be weak.
It is actually in the ghost tribe.
Gui Yuanpu built the city based on it.”
Staring blankly at the dark city in the distance, Qingyang Huan quietly listened to Shi Zhao's narration, while the sable in his arms shrank into his arms again.
It is hard to imagine that the ghost clan imprisoned in the small world actually built a ghost city.
The ghost city is surrounded by ancient forests of death and protects the city.
The ancient city was a hundred feet high, and the dilapidated city gate was more than thirty feet high.
The dark wind howled, sweeping across the heaven and earth.
In the howling wind, numerous phantoms were floating outside the city, dancing in the wind, or being blown away by the wind, and then reborn in another direction the next moment
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