high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 225 Ten Thousand Snakes Mountain

The clouds are low and dusk, and the snow dances back to the wind.

Under the whiteness, the huge hill was silent, making no sound at all.

In the knee-high snow, there are a few rows of small hoofprints that have not been submerged by the snow, like deer or roe deer.

In the tough thorn bushes and snow, there is a sharp point that emerges with difficulty. If you don't pay attention, you will ignore it.

This is a unique plant in northern China. It is green in color and bitter in taste. Grind and crush the roots and soak them in water to wash them down. It can dispel rheumatism and activate blood qi.

In the eyes of the lower ranks of soldiers, those warriors who have not attained the dust-free body of fetal breath, Vitex grass is a blind medicine for the Snow Country.

According to what Bai Shu heard by chance, some people in the army have already started the business of second-hand traffickers.

They bought Vitex grass from frontier hunters at a low price, and they planned to sell it at a high price to the westernmost Dachu merchants when they returned home.

The watery country built in the middle of the lake and sea, its humidity is stronger than that of Zheng country.

The huge fishermen of Xichu were more or less bloody and stagnated, and they were not able to flow freely.

For them, jingcao is just a medicinal material suitable for activating qi and blood.

On the huge snow hill, apart from a few weeds and the claw marks of animals, there is nothing to see.

There are no traces left by magical powers, and there are no fluctuations in Qi and blood.

Looking around, there was only silence.

The Fenghuiqiu in front of him was no different from an ordinary snowfield, nothing unusual, and nothing unusual could be seen.

The blue-eyed fire-scaled torch dragon twisted its body, it swayed behind Mingyue, and said in a low voice:

"My lord, this is Fenghuiqiu? How can the young general not see anything wrong?"

"The day before yesterday, all three of my incarnations were folded."

In the moonlight, Bai Shu pointed down slightly, his golden pupils were like molten gold, and he said:

"Even though the incarnations from the Yang Talisman can't last long, and the combat power is only about one level, they are still three Yang Talismans after all."

"What do you mean, my lord?" Jin Shuping, the Lord of the Fourth Mansion, was thoughtful.

"Have you ever heard of Ten Thousand Snake Mountain?" Bai Shu said with a smile, "If I remember correctly, last time your Four Houses killed a small Ten Thousand Snake Mountain?"

"Wan Snake Mountain..."

Jin Shuping frowned, realizing that this matter might not be simple.

Ten Thousand Snake Mountain, like the thousands of black demons in Ziwan, is also a strange and eerie creation.

It was a hideous creature with no fixed form, made up of rotten flesh and gray sticky mud. On the surface of that chaotic body, countless long tentacles extended evilly.

On the surface of the soft and sticky limbs, the tentacles have grown a layer of dull hard scales, round and small eyes, long tongues, sharp teeth... The outermost ends of those tentacles are shaped like snake heads.

When the Chaos Roshan moved, so did countless tentacles.

Looking at it from a distance, it is impressive that ten thousand snakes are swimming with the mountains on their backs.

Therefore, this evil black demon was named Ten Thousand Snake Mountain.

Wan Snake Mountain has a special ability to move on the ground, just like Bai Shu's groundhog, it can turn itself into black mud and penetrate deeply into the depths of the earth.

Not only that, its ability to hide its body is also similar to the illusion of martial arts, making it difficult to detect.

Hearing Bai Shu's words, the two torch dragons looked at each other, their lantern-sized eyes flickered, and they both understood what they meant.

"No wonder my avatar will die, it actually hit it."

Bai Shu shook his head: "Take control of the soil and don't let it escape."

Without waiting for Zhang Deng and Jin Shuping to agree, a bright moon suddenly appeared as soon as Baishu Zhenqi was urged.

Ten thousand zhang streams of light poured down, and after flying out of the large formation that concealed the figure, the clear and bright Huaguang dyed the lead clouds with a layer of halo.

Bai Shu swiped down lightly, and suddenly, the moonlight on the Guangyuelou car paused first, and then swept down to the snow hills below!

The divine light was surging, in a scene where the frost and snow melted and the vegetation turned to ashes.

Bai Shu once again held five fingers together, and with the flick of his fingers, dozens of thunders of the Dongxuan Yushu God were sent out.

The Thunder Method of Dongxuan Yushu is the Pure Yang Lightning Sutra, which is most capable of sweeping away all evils and subduing evil spirits. The more true Qi there is, the stronger the mighty virtue of the Thunder Method will be.

The thunder struck down horizontally, illuminating the sky with white light, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

The snow hill had just been blasted by the moonlight, revealing the real entity hidden under the snow, but before the chaotic creature roared, in an instant, the thunder of the Yushu god had suddenly struck down!

There was a loud "boom", and the electric light was so intense that the heavy rocks flew up tens of feet high. Amid the electric light and the scorched smell, the snow was instantly melted.

The creation that had been hiding all this time finally revealed itself.

The rotting flesh squirmed, and from every inch of the skin, there were cries of pain that ordinary people could not understand.

Thousands of snakes raised their heads and twisted their bodies crazily. The ground was blasted into scorched earth by Lei Fa. Countless big snakes whose bodies had been severed were squirming inch by inch with their scorched black bodies that were glowing with lightning, trying to return to their original bodies.

"Yinghuo Army?"

Bai Shu on the French carriage was slightly surprised.

In that pile of carrion, there were actually many surviving martial arts monks. They struggled desperately, trying to pull themselves out of Ten Thousand Snakes Mountain.

Some of their limbs have been assimilated by Wansnake Mountain, turning them into carrion without skin, with snake scales growing on their faces.

Among those people struggling crazily, without exception, they were all charming warrior demons with white eyes and big banners on their backs.

After Lei Fa fell, they howled along with Ten Thousand Snake Mountain, like crazy beasts.

"This is someone from the Sixth Division of the Yinghuo Army. The young general has dealt with them before."

Zhang Deng and Wang Shuping couldn't bear it either, and the two torch dragons swooped down, attacking and killing the rotten Snake Mountain.

There were many waves of fire, and the frost and snow scattered all over the ground by Lei Fa did not leave a single drop, not even a drop of snow water, and all of it evaporated into a curl of white mist.

Two vajras, dozens of yang talismans, and hundreds of practice holes.

The torch dragons condensed by these two formations exerted their strength together, which was comparable to the Wansnake Mountain of King Kong monks, and they retreated again and again, without the power to fight back.

The ground has been blocked long ago, even if Wanshe Mountain can move, it will not be able to break through under the relentless pursuit.

The situation of this battle is already clear.

"The Yinghuo Army from the Sixth Division?"

Bai Shu flicked out the Yushu Divine Thunder again, knocking off hundreds of snake heads in Ten Thousand Snake Mountain. He asked the blue-eyed and fiery-scaled Torch Dragon beside him:

"How could they be integrated into Ten Thousand Snake Mountain?"

"Perhaps Ten Thousand Snake Mountain fled. They wanted to put it in the purple pill, but they misjudged the situation."

Jin Shuping's voice came:

"Among those people, there is Zhang Boyu, who has nothing to do with killing people, and his methods are brutal. Although his cultivation base is low, he is a very spicy person!"

"turn out to be."

Bai Shu raised his hand and slashed out sword qi, those rotten flesh were chopped off one after another in front of the sword qi.

"Take a breath." Bai Shu said, "Leave it to me in the end."

"The young general will save it."

Zhang Deng and Jin Shuping have long been used to Bai Shu's quirk of demanding the last shot.

The two torch dragons roared, and under the cover of the sword light, they sprayed the divine flame again, and rushed towards the huge Ten Thousand Snake Mountain.

The situation was settled, Bai Shu on the chariot pressed his sword and flicked his fingers lightly.

Suddenly, his eyes froze.

Among those human demons who howled miserably and were forcibly integrated into the body of Wanshe Mountain.

There was a familiar face.

(End of this chapter)