Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 143 Horror Skeleton Corpse Mountain Blood Sea

Chapter 143 Horror Skeleton Corpse Mountain Blood Sea

"Fortunately, they are still there..." Han Jinglue looked at the Chenghuang team not far ahead, as if the other party didn't care about his following.

He followed the team closely. Gradually, they slowly moved towards the west, and soon Han Jinglue saw a tree that had fallen on the ground.

These trees were tens of meters high, and seemed to be trampled down by some brute force. Han Jinglue flew into the air, and saw a footprint hundreds of meters long on the ground. Don't think too much, it should be the trace left by the giant dog Rong.

Feeling uneasy, Han Jinglue continued to move towards the west, and soon, he only felt a chill coming up from his tailbone to his brain.

Gradually, the trees in front began to become scarce, and there was more mist in the mountains.

Han Jinglue felt uneasy instinctively. With more than 200 perceptions, he felt as if someone was staring at him from behind.

I just turned my head and saw thick fog, as well as withered flowers and trees.

"what happened?"

Looking at the flowers and trees that were still tender a second ago, they turned into such a withered appearance when he turned his head again, Han Jinglue quickly turned his head to look at the Chenghuang team.

It's just that the Chenghuang team that still existed before disappeared, and the surrounding fog was thick, not ordinary fog, but a thick fog that even Han Jinglue couldn't see through.

His sight was limited to a range of three or four meters around him, which made him nervously grasp the big gun in his hand, as if only the weapon in his hand could give him a sense of security.

He continued westward, not suppressing speed at this point, but at nearly full speed.

In the air, there was only the sound of the sonic boom as he passed by, and there was no other sound.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 10 minutes, or an hour, when Han Jinglue galloped, a primitive village suddenly appeared in the thick fog.

He stopped quickly, and the ground under his feet showed cracks.

"anyone there?"

Han Jinglue yelled, at this moment, he was not afraid of any monsters appearing in the village, he was only afraid of surviving in this kind of world alone.

He walked into a yard in front of him. In this yard, a wall about 1.5 meters was built with the loess on the ground. The wall was broken and had many gaps.

Looking in from the gap, the collapsed houses came into view, and the weeds all over the yard made Han Jing swallow slightly.

He pushed open the wooden door, and the sound of "creaking" appeared all around, which made Han Jing get goosebumps.

Entering the yard, there are no snakes, rats, ants, or monsters. In the half-collapsed house, there is a pile of fires that have been around for an unknown number of years. The charcoal of the fires is covered with a thick layer of weeds.

Walking on the wooden floor, Han Jinglue heard the sound of "twigs" of old wooden planks in disrepair.

"nobody……"

Whispering, Han Jinglue walked out of the crumbling house, walked out of the courtyard, and explored along the village road full of weeds.

After 10 minutes, he came to a conclusion.

This is a deserted village, all the houses in the village are very dilapidated, most of the roofs have collapsed, vines are wrapped around the earthen walls, and gray moss grows in the shade.

There is no living thing in the village, not even a mouse living in the wild, let alone human or animal bones.

Standing in the center of the village, Han Jinglue's heart trembled in the silence around him.

He didn't stop, and continued on his way to the west. I don't know how much time passed. When Han Jing felt that the thick fog in front of him was slowly thinning, he realized that he had come to a place full of volcanic rocks. .

The pitch-black volcanic rocks were covered with black sand. Walking on this kind of ground, Han Jinglue could hear the "rustling" sound of each step he stepped on.

The surrounding fog thinned a lot. Gradually, Han Jinglue could see around 30 meters away, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Maybe I'm coming out of the fog."

He comforted himself, but soon, a raised white mark appeared in the extremely dark black sand in front of him.

After seeing other colors, Han Jing slightly accelerated towards this trace, and he appeared in front of this trace in the blink of an eye.

I saw that it was a protruding white curved stone. This stone was very huge, covering dozens of square meters.

Han Jinglue reached out and touched the bone, feeling something was wrong with his hand, so he swung his big gun and smashed it.

In the next second, the surrounding blackness began to sink, and Han Jinglue immediately suspended in the air and flew towards a higher place.

But no matter how high he flew, the thick fog surrounded him all the time, and he had no choice but to descend again. At this time, the sinking black sand had already dropped tens of meters, revealing the appearance of white stones...

"This!" Han Jinglue was startled. What appeared in front of his eyes was a huge skull.

Accompanied by the continuously sinking black sand, the whole picture of the skull is exposed, enough to fill a truck, and the eye sockets are black, like an abyss.

Soon, a huge skull with a height of hundreds of meters appeared in front of Han Jinglue...

The black sand continued to slide down, and soon, Han Jinglue felt that the surroundings began to become cold, and other parts under the huge skull also appeared one after another.

At this time, Han Jinglue felt a little cold on the tip of his nose, but when he reached out to touch it, he only felt a trace of water stains.

He looked up into the sky, only to see that heavy snow began to float in the sky.

When the black sand slowly fell, Han Jinglue realized that this place was actually a mountain range. Under the skull, a corpse hundreds of meters high appeared, with a strangely shaped giant sword stuck in the chest of the corpse.

The blade of this gigantic sword was incomplete, with many gaps. The sword was more than two hundred meters long, and it was precisely inserted into the heart of the bone, and nailed the bone to the mountain range.

This sword is weird because it has the characteristics of a four-sided sword in the pre-Qin period, but the whole body of the sword is black, and there is a recess between the sword under the sword and the sword body, and the sword is not enough to block other weapons Attack on the hilt.

The chest of this giant corpse seemed to have been split open during its lifetime, and the ribs were separated from the chest, which looked very terrifying.

"It's so cold..."

Exhaling a mouthful of white mist, Han Jing slightly looked around, only to see that the surrounding environment had undergone tremendous changes.

The black sand sank into the abyss, the abyss was bottomless, and the white snow falling from the sky soon covered the pitch-black mountains with a layer of silver.

"Ah-"

"Ah-"

At this moment, a group of strange-looking birds flew out of the skull. Han Jing slightly dodged back and glanced at the attribute panel by the way.

[You saw a one-star mythical creature Fire Crow]

Seeing that it was a one-star mythical creature, Han Jinglue released a raging flame when he raised his hand, burning hundreds of fire crows to death, and then collected their bodies into the cave.

"This giant sword..."

Looking at the giant sword, Han Jinglue thought about it, floated forward, and reached out to touch the blade.

"Should be dead..." Looking at the corpse that had turned into bones, Han Jing was a little uncertain.

He wanted to take the giant sword away, but he was afraid that the bone would come back to life.

After thinking about it, he still sucked the giant sword into the cave world.

The next second the mountain trembled, and Han Jinglue thought the bones were resurrected, but he didn't think it was just the mountain collapsed, burying the sword marks left by the giant sword on the mountain.

"Phew, it was a false alarm..." Heaving a sigh of relief, Han Jing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then continued to move towards the west.

Before leaving, he took a special look at the bones, but the bones did not move, which made Han Jinglue feel relieved.

He started to fly towards the west, and the snow in the sky also stopped at this moment. Maybe half an hour later, or an hour later, even Han Jinglue himself didn't know how far he had flown.

He only knew that he had flown over black mountains one after another and saw countless peaks covered in snow and silver.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and there was an indescribable stench in the wind.

"vomit……"

Suddenly smelling this smell, Han Jinglue couldn't help it for a while, and actually retched.

The smell was even worse than when he dug out the corpse of the fire mouse. Han Jinglue, who was almost smelly, shed tears.

In order to avoid the extremely smelly wind, Han Jinglue hurriedly landed on a relatively flat place in the mountain range, and began to retch while holding onto the mountain.

After retching a few times, he managed to breathe a sigh of relief. He didn't think about resting, but continued to plunder towards the west.

It's just that he didn't dare to fly anymore, but quickly sprinted towards the west on the ground.

But when he passed the mountains, bursts of stench began to disturb his sense of smell. As a last resort, Han Jinglue could only take some spare paper from the cave to plug his nose.

He continued to move towards the west in such a funny and embarrassing way, and soon, the end of the mountain range appeared in front of him.

"I'm finally getting out of this ghost place..."

As if seeing the hope of quick relief, Han Jinglue's speed could not help but increase a bit, and his mood improved a lot.

However, such a good mood was completely destroyed by the scene in front of him after he swept down the valley from the mountains!
What he saw in front of him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood piled up tens of square kilometers, which shocked his heart in an instant.

It seems that some catastrophe has happened here, and the surface of the mountain is covered with corpses. Most of these corpses are dressed in the costumes of the pre-Qin and Han Dynasties.

Their expressions were terrified, and their faces didn't change much, but the corpses rotted and smelled, turning into corpse water, forming a circular river of corpse water.

The corpses close to the ground took root and sprouted, and grew into a forest of corpses.

Although these corpse trees grow human organs and flesh and blood, they have turned into a kind of plant because of their incompleteness...

The corpses piled up in the mountains with a radius of tens of kilometers were more than 3 meters high, and there were rotting corpses everywhere, covering the sky. No matter how Han Jinglue stepped down, he had to step on the rotting corpses.

He was suspended in the air, and while his heart was trembling, he couldn't help but wonder what happened here.

At this time, he found a familiar figure under a corpse tree.

The khaki-colored costumes of the Ming Dynasty immediately attracted Han Jinglue. He had seen this costume on the Hanchang City God just now, why now...

Han Jinglue flew to the front of the corpse, and what appeared in front of him was a resolute face with its eyes gouged out, its teeth clenched tightly, and its brows locked.

Under the face, in the khaki-colored costumes of the Ming Dynasty, the corpse stinks and rots, and a lot of yellow-brown corpse fluid flows out, making people disgusting...

At this time, Han Jinglue can conclude that this corpse is the corpse of Hanchang City God.

The City God of Yifu died so tragically here, so these other corpses...

Han Jing slightly glanced away, only to feel chills in his heart, and at this moment, the pale bones from which he pulled out the giant sword also trembled slightly...

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【You came to the corpse mountain】

When the prompt on the panel appeared, all the information about the corpse mountain appeared in Han Jinglue's mind.

"Shan Hai Jing": "Mount Li is ten miles east, called Corpse Mountain, and there are many green jade, and there are many beasts. The corpse water flows out, and the south flow flows into Luoshui, and there are many beautiful jade in it."

In this section of information, the information about the mountain of corpses is short but frightening. The simple translation is "Ten miles east of Mount Li, you will reach the boundary of the mountain of corpses. There are piles of corpses here, and blood flows into rivers, like hell."

When Han Jinglue saw this page, he thought that there must have been a great battle that shocked the world.

Now it seems that the tragedy of this war is beyond the imagination of people living in peaceful times.

Even veterans who saw such a scene couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts, even Han Jinglue himself couldn't help but feel a little weak in his legs.

At a glance, there are no less than tens of millions of dead bodies, just like mountains of skeletons and forests of bones.

Human hair turned into felt pieces, human skin and flesh rotted into dust, yellow-brown foul-smelling corpse water flowed across, and various organs on the corpse tree were scorched and red. Han Jing didn't know how to describe its horror.

"Let's go!" When Han Jinglue came to his senses, his most real reaction was to leave here.

Just when he was about to leave, a piece of white jade on the chest of City God of Hanchang caught his attention.

The big gun shot, cut off the gold thread connecting the white jade, and lifted the white jade into the air. Afterwards, Han Jinglue reached out to catch the white jade. After saluting three times respectfully to the corpse of the City God of Hanchang, he continued to plunder towards the west.

Even though he was extremely fast, but facing the vast sea of ​​corpses and blood, he could only hold back his fear and fly forward.

During this period, he saw many corpses with strange shapes. Compared with them, the City God of Hanchang can only be regarded as a miscellaneous soldier in this burial place.

When he passed a mountain of corpses, four huge corpses appeared in front of him, which caught his attention.

The four corpses are more than [-] meters high. One is in white armor holding a broken lute, the other is in blue armor and holding a broken sword, the other is in red armor with the skeleton of a giant snake wrapped around his arm, and the last is wearing a The green armor seems to be holding something behind him, and the straight pole of a dilapidated umbrella is held on the right.

"Four Heavenly Kings?" Han Jinglue stopped and slowly flew into the air, ready to observe the four majestic corpses up close.

The heads of the four corpses were still well preserved, and there were no wounds on the bodies, and even the corpse water did not flow out.

The four of them stared at the sky with angry expressions, as if there once existed an opponent who made them angry.

Han Jinglue tried to touch the broken pipa, but he felt that there was an invisible wall of air blocking him and the four bodies.

Rao Han Jinglue thought of many ways, but he couldn't get close to these corpses by three meters. He had no choice but to take a last look at the four god corpses, and finally flew towards the distance.

The stench and fishy smell of the rotting corpse kept stimulating his sense of smell. He had no choice but to let the ancient Shu copper cover his lower half of his cheeks and held his breath.

When he reached the Tongxuan Realm, even if he didn't breathe for a whole day, there would be no problem.

During the flight, he also took out his spare machine, and glanced at the time that had been set when he entered the Guixu barrier.

4 hours exactly...

"It's been more than nine days..."

Looking at the four hours that have passed on the phone, and thinking about the time flow rate of 56:1 between Guixu and reality, I am afraid that nine days have passed in reality.

Thinking about it this way, Han Jinglue also flew towards the west with all his strength. The flying speed of kilometers per second was very slow compared to his speed on land, but there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood under his feet.

Half an hour passed quickly, and the mountain of corpses was larger than Han Jinglue had imagined. He calculated that he had probably flown [-] kilometers, which was enough to cover half a summer.

When he fell into anxiety, a white mountain range appeared not far away, which was different from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

"Finally going out."

Looking at the white mountain range, Han Jinglue flew towards it no matter which famous mountain it was.

Ten minutes later, Han Jinglue finally swept out the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. At this time, the whole picture of the mountain of corpses appeared in his eyes.

This mountain of corpses is like a platform. Except for the protruding peaks on the east side of the whole mountain range, the endless flat platforms on the west side.

It's as if someone once swung a sword to cut off the mountain in half, and tens of millions of monks left corpses after the bloody battle on it.

The corpse water above the corpse mountain flows down the mountain and enters the bottomless abyss, and the sound of the rushing water can be heard vaguely.

Just waiting for Han Jinglue to fly over the abyss, he suddenly felt something in his heart. When he looked behind him, there was no mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, but a flat grassland stretching as far as the eye can see...

"I entered another enchantment?"

With this kind of doubt, Han Jinglue slowly landed from the air and stepped on a piece of snow.

He looked around and saw a vast expanse of whiteness. The thousands of meters high mountain peaks were covered with snow, and even the roots of the mountains were covered with snow. Only the grassland hundreds of kilometers away from the mountains had a hint of blue.

"It's better to return to reality first."

Looking at the towering snow-capped mountains in front of him, Han Jinglue murmured, then closed his eyes, feeling the qi he had left on the beast leader.

He dared to tell Situ that he was able to find the way back because of this reason.

I just don't know if it's because the distance is too far, Han Jinglue has closed his eyes and stood there for more than ten minutes, but he still hasn't felt it.

Han Jinglue only felt that his perception was traveling through endless time and space. Although the surroundings were chaotic, there was a little spot of light not far away.

After a few more minutes, Han Jinglue felt that he was getting closer and closer to the light spot.

When he approached the light spot, the hairs of a beast hunting in the ruins of Jianghan suddenly exploded, and he kept feeling the surroundings, but he didn't feel anything.

"Northwest..." Sensing that the direction of energy is in the northwest, Han Jinglue slowly opened his eyes, but to go to the northwest, he had to climb over the snow-capped mountains in front of him.

Thinking, Han Jinglue slowly flew up, carefully feeling the air flow over the snow mountain.

But when he was 2000 meters high and hadn't even reached the top of the mountain, he felt his skin start to tingle.

"No way!" Feeling the pain, he lowered his altitude, swept towards the mountainside, and then landed on a platform on the mountainside.

"I can't fly, there is a strong wind in this snow mountain, enough to cut my skin and flesh."

Seeing a bloodstain cut on his arm, Han Jing murmured a little apprehensively, then used his physical strength to heal the wound, and carried a big gun towards the snow-capped mountains in the northwest.

 Damn, I still can't help adding more.

  It's all because you are too imaginary, and it's going to die so soon.

  Now you owe me 70 monthly tickets!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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