Legend of the Great Saint

In the northeast of Qinghe Prefecture, there are also mountains and undulating, but not like the mountains of the Cangwu Mountains, it is steep and tall.

Instead, they are low-rise hills, and there is no clear vein between them. It is said to be a mountain. In fact, it should be regarded as a hilly landform.

This kind of terrain often has few veins running through it, and the aura is quite sparse. Most of the people will not have the martial art to establish the martial art here.

But there are exceptions, that is, the grave hills of one of the three mountains in the past. As a martial art based on smelting, the most important thing is not the spirituality, but the suitable "cultivation site."

A mountain bag, like a huge graveyard, forms a natural beauty of the yin qi, and through the transformation of the generations of the graveyard mountain practitioners, all the years covered with a layer of gray, even the sun, it seems weak.

If a mortal is mistaken into it, but for a moment, it will be stiff and fall, and then most of it will climb again.

Yu Shuo madly stood on the top of the hill, frowning, looking to the graveyard hill. He used the information network of the Eagle Wolf, and finally found out that Ma Chaoqun is now in the grave hill, changing the door, becoming a disciple of the grave hill.

In the past, the "three mountains and holy places", after the death of Qingteng Mountain and Jidu Mountain in the head, were scattered and scattered, but the grave hills came out with a hidden elder to preside over the overall situation.

It is rumored that the great elder is crawling out of a coffin. No matter how specific, no one knows.

However, after several years of fighting, other martial arts were damaged. On the contrary, the tomb hills became more and more prosperous. The layer shrouded in the grave hills was far darker than the lonely graves. Be richer.

The bodies of mortals who died in the war, if left unchecked, will cause plague, whether it is burning or burying, it is extremely troublesome.

Most of them were collected and transported to the Tomb Hill. After passing through the smelting secrets of the Tomb Hill, it was made into zombies. By making a corpse warrior, you can turn it into a force that fights against the demons.

I am ignorant of all this, and I know it well. The heart is anxiously anxious: "Ma Chaoqun will not be so crazy!" Although he loves his wife, he does not want to see her stand up again with the appearance of a corpse.

He came to the front of the mountain gate of the Tomb Hill, and his heart could not help but emerge the thought of turning back strongly. That strong dead air. It can make any living person feel disgusted. It is no wonder that even the demon has never attacked here. If he can, he really does not want to step into it.

With the identity of Eagle Wolf, he simply entered the Grave Hill, and the light dimmed immediately, a personal shadow, sloshing in the bleak, or droves, or walking alone. The number is very large, making all sorts of strange sounds, but there is no feeling of excitement. I can't tell which corpses and which are people.

The disciple of the grave hill in the gatekeeper greeted him and learned that he was looking for Ma Chaoqun. There was a bit more enthusiasm on the pale face, and immediately said: "I will go to the master."

"Master!"

I was a little surprised, but the disciple had gone far, leaving a zombie to lead him to the other way.

Waiting in a stone room like a tomb, thanking the tea on the table, not standing behind him. Holding a teapot, serving as a waiter's zombie, staring at the samovar with his dull eyes, seems to be waiting for the restless mad tea, which is really unpleasant.

After waiting for a while, I was bored, and I stood up and walked back and forth. I was worried. The guy knew that I would come and I would run away. However, the other party is a disciple of the Tomb Hill, and there is no way other than the worship of the mountain.

Turning his head, his heart suddenly tightened, almost to pull the sword between the waist. I don't know when, a figure appeared in front of the door.

"who is it?"

The comers did not answer, and the mouth was stiff and pumped, which seemed to be a mockery.

Yu Shuo frowned and frowned, "Ma Chaoqun!"

I don't blame him for being so surprised. The current Ma Chaoqun, and the Ma Chaoqun in his memory, are very different.

Ma Chaoqun's nickname "Leaf Man" is quite crazy, and the person in front of him is gloomy to the extreme. Whether it is the face or the body shape, it is extremely thin, and the ugly face can even make people ignore the pockmarks.

Even more shocking, it is Ma Chaoqun's cultivation, turned out to be ten layers of refining.

Yu Shuo is now only six layers of refining, this is still the father of the female, because Yu Zijian has received a lot of support from the flower family, it is not slow, and Ma Chaoqun is not the kind of talented person. Otherwise it won't be mixed in the chicken mountain for so many years.

It’s no wonder that the disciple called him a master!

However, he was not afraid of the other's cultivation, and said: "Ma Chaoqun! Where did you bring the body of Zier?"

He thought that Ma Chaoqun would pretend not to know, and then ridiculed him for revenge, but did not expect that Ma Chaoqun said very simply: "Follow me!" Then turned and left.

After all, he was only behind him. Ma Chaoqun’s footsteps were somewhat stiff, but he walked like a wind. It didn’t take long before he came to a stone gate to see the specifications of Shimen. In this hilly mountain, it was considered more luxurious. Entering it is a lengthy martyrdom.

I was stunned to smell a **** smell, more and more intense, making people sick, it is not only **** smell, but also contains some kind of filthy rancid smell, sucking a breath like this, as if a mess in the chest Dirty cotton.

A stone gate opened and closed. At the end of the road, it was a large underground palace. A circular blood pool occupied most of the space of the underground palace. The floating limbs were floating, and there were constant bubbles and creaking sounds. This blood pool is alive.

Obviously extremely viscous, the line of sight is invested in it, but there is a feeling of deep bottomlessness.

At the moment of entering the underground palace, the sullen eyes were attracted by the crystal enamel in the center of the blood pool. Compared with this filthy blood pool, the crystal enamel looked so pure.

In the crystal cymbal, lying on a beautiful woman wearing a purple dress, her cheeks are ruddy and her face is serene, as if she is asleep.

I will never forget the face and lose my voice: "Purple!" Turned around and asked if he was angry or should he be happy: "What have you done?"

I have to admit that I am not seeing a walking zombie, which gives him some comfort in his heart. Looked carefully, I found that the crystal bottom of the purple child lying, like the blood vessels intertwined, densely connected, is connected with the blood pool.

Ma Chaoqun said: "Do what you can't do."

"what's up?"

"I want to resurrect her!" Ma Chaoqun's face has a look of humanity, it is a smug, excited, fanatical match!

"This is impossible!" Yu Shuo mad, let people die and resurrect, not to mention the refining, is to build the foundation, no, Jin Dan, it is impossible to do.

"That is because your love is not enough!" Ma Chaoqun said that he was mad, and the call was smashed in the underground palace. Then he rushed to the front of the crystal cymbal, stroking the crystal through the cold crystal cymbal:

"Is it? Purple, this man, sweet talk, said that it is true to you, but let you lie under the dark ground, not seeing the sky, I am saving you, I am sorry for you, If I don't leave at that time, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we can still be together."

The gibberish of the three ups and downs, let the sparse madness, he is really crazy!

After the death of Zier, he has been close to the female color, constantly grief, is a rare infatuated man. But compared with Ma Chaoqun's madness, there is a feeling of self-sighing.

I was slow and retreat, and my heart felt extremely uneasy. I had to go back to the rescuer and find two leaders. They will definitely help, and they must bring the body of Zier back.

Ma Chaoqun turned his head and said, "She is your wife, are you going to leave her like this? You are also staying with her!" He crossed the blood pool and rushed to Yu.

"He wanted to kill me from the beginning! Is it that I don't care about my identity as an eagle wolf, yes, he has nothing to do now!"

Yu Shuo stunned in the heart, a sword flashed away, stabbing in the moment of Ma Chaoqun throat, my heart is strange: how he does not hide? The sword is not merciless, and it is infused with it, but it is invincible and cannot penetrate.

Ma Chaoqun raised his sneer on his face and stepped forward. He bent the sword and pressed it. The right hand cast iron like a sullen throat, mentioning that he was carrying a chicken and came to the edge of the blood pool. Press to go.

"For her, you can go on!"

The blood pool is boiling, and a sly face is emerging, and the mouth is wide open. It is looking at the madness. Is it that I am going to die here today?

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"Contribute, nothing happened recently!"

Li Qingshan first came to the Eagle Wolf Institute and smashed it, patted the shoulders of the flowers, and looked casual.

Hua Chengzan only smiled bitterly, the Jindan monk fell, the moon demon unified waters, such as the helpless retreat ~www.readwn.com~ These are not big events?

But this time he still did not appear! It seems that as long as the Moon Magic appears, he will never appear, but how does he predict this time and again? Probably there are seven signings of Xiao An! There is a calculator around, and it is really able to avoid the evil.

It is a big deal, but it has nothing to do with itself, it is a small matter. He is still a slap in the face, using his almost exaggerated speed to enhance his own cultivation. Although it is still in the middle of the foundation, the smell of the body is much stronger than the last time. If this continues, I am afraid that Qinghe will have an unprecedented young Jindan monk.

However, there are some doubts. How can his speed of practice be so fast? Talented and savvy, these are barely explainable, but where do he come from so many resources?

Hua Chengzan did not want to doubt this friend, but the keen and thoughtful nature made him feel that there were many doubts.

Of course, every doubtful point can barely be explained, but when it comes together, it will be a bit strange.

He met with the Moon Magic several times. He had a strange feeling. There seemed to be something between them. (To be continued)