Nine turns immortal

() If you don't fight, you don't know each other. After a hearty battle, the little ape king is very convinced of Wang Gan, and he is also a brother in his mouth.

As for the little ape king, Wang Gan knew in his heart that he was a fighting madman, he didn't have too many complicated thoughts, and he only believed in his own strength.

Wang Qian, Little Jinpeng, and Little Ape King returned to Little Jinpeng's stone house again, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. Eating spirit fruits and drinking spirit wine, they felt indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

"Xiao Peng'er, let me tell you that a fairy tomb has recently appeared in southern Xinjiang. It's weird and terrifying. Many people have gone to investigate it and want to benefit from it. If it wasn't for waiting for you to come back, I would have gone to join in the fun How about it, do you want to go for a walk?"

The little ape king grinned, and mysteriously whispered such news in the ears of Wang Qian and Xiao Jinpeng.

Both were shocked.

"What? Fairy Grave? Little Yuaner, don't lie to me. Is this news reliable?"

Little Jinpeng has been in southern Xinjiang for a long time, so he naturally knows that there are many mysterious and terrifying places in this vast land. Throughout the ages, there has been an endless stream of exploring monks. More likely, they were lost in those terrible places, and even the bones could not be found.

Wang Qian's heart moved. He didn't have a big goal when he arrived in Southern Border this time. He wanted to see this ancient and mysterious place in Southern Border. Another reason was to seek a breakthrough in cultivation. By chance.

In the world of practice, there are many such things as chance encounters. Many monks encounter chances during their travels.

"The Fairy Tomb! This is terrible. There have been similar tombs in the history of southern Xinjiang. Every time, blood flowed like a river. I don't know how many monks will die this time."

Little Jinpeng's eyes flickered, and he sighed and felt sad.

"Hmph, Xiao Penger, it's not dangerous to step on the road of practice, otherwise you are probably just a stupid bird now, and you might be roasted and eaten by someone! Let's go, this time Brother Wang Gan is here It's just right, I admire his strength very much, the three of us joined hands to explore the Yaoxian's grave, what a wonderful thing it is!"

The little ape king didn't have much emotion, his two golden eyes burst out with a brilliant light, extremely scorching.

Soon the three reached an agreement and left Wan Yao Ridge.

Along the way, the Little Ape King began to introduce the information about the Yaoxian Grave in detail.

Fairy Tomb!It is also a legend in southern Xinjiang. All the demons with graves are peerless monsters, and their existence is extremely ancient. In modern times, demons are almost extinct, let alone the graves of demons, and this grave of demons is also In the custom before the Middle Ages, only the powerful monks of that era would build tombs as a place to bury themselves.

The recent news of the Yaoxian grave in southern Xinjiang is in a mountain range [-] miles away from Wanyao Ridge. This mountain range is called Tianzhu Mountain. It is a mysterious place. The bones of the Yaozu will be excavated many times. come out.

But this time the situation is very extraordinary. Tianzhu Mountain has been roaring with evil wind recently, full of ghosts and ghosts. Many monster monks have discovered the strange atmosphere, which is completely different from usual.

The three of Wang Gan and his party are all peerless geniuses, they are very fast, they can use their supernatural powers, and they travel through the void. The distance is a hundred miles in an instant, and in less than half a day, they have already approached the Sky Burial Mountain.

It was originally daytime at this moment, with the vast sun and the sky, and the blazing light shining down from the nine heavens, the light and heat were endless, but within a hundred miles of Tianzhu Mountain, it was dark, surrounded by thick black mist, and the entire mountain range The topography of the mountain is completely covered up, and it is not clear what the so-called Sky Burial Mountain looks like.

Wang Qian and the three cast their eyes on each other to observe the situation in front of them, and they began to believe in the news about Yaoxian's tomb in their hearts.

Moreover, among the many mountains around Tianzhu Mountain, there are escaping lights flying from time to time, obviously other monks came here to investigate.

"This is the Tianzhu Mountain. It seems that something strange has indeed happened. Although it was desolate here before, it didn't look like this. The thick black mist should be the legendary mist of the underworld!"

Little Jinpeng's eyes completely present a golden color, extremely fierce, it seems that he can look up at Qingming and down at Jiuyou. This is his pupil technique, called Mingwang pupil!

"What, it turned out to be the mist of the underworld, such terrible things have appeared? Didn't the legendary underworld disappear in the Tianyuan Continent long ago? How can there be the mist of the underworld now? This kind of mist is amazing. In my inheritance In my memory, this mist is full of evil and corrosive properties, even my Fighting Physique dare not say that it can completely ignore this mist!"

The little ape king yelled in surprise, obviously he knew something about Huangquan fog.

"Look, under the black and yellow mist, there are endless white bones. How many are there? Ten thousand? One hundred thousand?"

A cloudy wind blew over the Tianzhu Mountain, and the black and yellow mist fluctuated. Wang Qian's eyes flickered with blue light, and he found that under the black and yellow mist, there were layers of white bones, some of which were human-shaped bones, and more There are still all kinds of huge bones with strange shapes, some are like cows, some are like snakes, and some are like elephants, covering the mountain peaks like taxidermy, and these bones are covered with black and yellow spots, and some are even more so. There are cracks everywhere, and it will disintegrate at any time.

Hiss!

Little Jinpeng and Little Ape King also saw this scene, they were horrified.

"There are many animals living here in Tianzhu Mountain on a daily basis. There are mysterious auras here. After living here for a long time, many beasts can open up their spiritual wisdom and embark on the road of monster cultivation. I think this mist in Huangquan must be sudden. When it erupted, these beasts and animals had no time to escape, and they were all corroded by the mist of the underworld, leaving only bones!"

Tragic, too tragic, even monks like Wang Gan, Little Jinpeng, and Little Ape King, who have a lot of lives in their hands, are trembling. These are not thousands of lives, but tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of lives, and I'm afraid it's not just the ignorant beasts, there are also many monster races who have already embarked on the road of cultivation.

Little Jinpeng and Little Ape King had ugly faces. Wang Gan knew this very well. When he first arrived at Wanyao Ridge, he was indeed shocked by the powerful strength of the Yaozu, but later he also understood that for the Yaozu , Countless ignorant beasts are their foundation. The most difficult thing in the practice of the monster race is to open up the spiritual wisdom. Among the ten thousand beasts, it is not bad to have one who has opened the spiritual wisdom. It can be seen that the cultivation of the monster race is difficult, and now so many innocent people have died all at once. The two of them belong to the demon clan, so they naturally have a close relationship.

Whoosh!

The three of them were in silence when a ray of brilliance came from the distant horizon and rushed directly into the black and yellow mist. The next moment, there was a horrific scream.

A horrifying scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes. This was a demon cultivator in the realm of transforming gods. He had a sharp long horn on his head. He had a human figure. He had just entered the black and yellow mist. The light of the primordial spirit's mana dimmed with the flick of a finger, and then every inch of flesh and blood was corroded and melted, followed by bones that were as crystal clear as jade and as strong as gold and iron. Under the black and yellow mist, there was not much strength to resist. The spots are branded on it.

Screaming in horror, within two breaths, this great monster in the realm of transforming gods turned into a pile of bones and fell heavily on the rocky ground.

"This is Venerable Solitary Rhinoceros, a savage rhinoceros that has become enlightened, just one stroke, and he died!"

Little Jinpeng and Little Ape King sighed, the two of them knew that monk, and even Wang Qian had a relationship with this monster. When they arrived in southern Xinjiang a few days ago, he and Little Jinpeng still stayed on the Duxi Mountain for a while. Time, I had a great conversation with this Duxi Venerable, how much time is this?A great monster in the realm of transforming gods died completely.

"Don't rush into the Heavenly Burial Mountain rashly, it's the mist of the underworld!"

The little Jinpeng roared loudly, and the golden sound rolled over thousands of miles. Countless monster monks heard his voice, and there was a tremor in the heart of the well-informed monk.

The mist of the underworld, something like a nightmare spell, frightened most of the monster monks at once.

There was a moment of silence around Tianzhu Mountain, the tragic end of Venerable Duxi was in sight, no one dared to make fun of their own lives.

hum!

A huge divine bird appeared beside Wang Qian, with a faint flame burning on its blue feathers, and a bird's claw under its belly, which was extremely sharp, emitting a cold light.

"Huangquanwu unexpectedly appeared here, it seems to be a tomb of a remarkable existence."

Bi Fang flapped his wings and spoke solemnly.