Chapter 964
Anyway, the traversers are all practitioners, and their feet are extremely fast, but one month of work has already reached the Kunlun Mountains. The towering Kunlun ancestral veins span the southern Qianbuzhou and West Niuhe states. The natural state border of the state, the long yellow sandy Gobi in Xiniuhe Prefecture, has arrived here with a touch of softness brought by the snow and melting water on Kunlun Mountain.
The winding rivers on the Gobi Beach create many oasis. They follow the river to form a string, like green pearls strung by silver wire in the yellow sand of Gobi.
This is an uninhabited area in the thousands of miles of wilderness. The traverser has walked along the river for three days on the Gobi. Because the wind is slow to climb the clouds, except for crossing mountains and rivers, passing through the wind-eroded rocks and river valleys. When rugged terrain, you must set up the situation. At other times, you can either use the magic foot (Buddha), stick the yellow horse armor, or use the magic method. In short, you can show your magic and don't dare to leave the team.
"Most of the rivers here originate from the snow peaks of Tanggula and Kunlun. Along this dry river channel, you should not go far below the Kunlun Mountains!" Chen Ang guided them.
Some people doubted: "The topography and landforms of the ancient times are so different from later generations! Why can you be sure?"
"It's terrible here!" The old scholar yelled, "My cultivating elemental magnetism **** light can no longer distinguish the direction after entering the big Gobi! The wind blows the day before yesterday is strong, the brake is like a steel knife, that black Sand, like cold iron, is mixed with evil spirits. It's hard to say that it is a flesh and blood, even the fine gold magic can't stand it! "
"Also said, you idiot!" Qingchen old priest exclaimed angrily: "Dare to dare to protect himself with the element magnetic light in the dark wind evil, and the high-altitude wind and the black evil storm intersect as a result. The quality of fine iron is all attracted to you. The heavens and earth intersect and turn into the **** thunder mysterious chase. With the help of the black sand of gold and iron quality, it is biochemically transformed into the ninety-nine heavy golden wind mixed with the **** thunder ... Tian The calamity is not so terrible! The old husband Gou lived more than 350 years old. Fortunately, he would see Daozu soon, and almost killed you! "
"The last time!" The butcher and the strong man also scolded, "You flew across the river valley with Yuanguang Shenguang, but you ran fast, I was shocked when I met the river valley behind you, mixed poisonous water erupted, Hundreds of miles away, all plants, birds, and beasts are dead. If I hadn't given up a life-saving charm, and turned into light, then the mixed poisonous water, next to me, would have turned into pus!
"And the last time you shocked the valley demon and suffocated, you almost told me to be swallowed alive!"
"I was almost killed by you! The voice called our two names, and you did not run back quickly, nor did you remind me that I was accidentally hurt, I looked back, and almost died in the hands of the demon .If it was n’t for the help of senior Chen Ang ... the senior gave me a magical method that can evoke people's souls. Would you like to give me an explanation. Don't blame me for calling your name. "
The old scholar has already caused anger and anger, and now some people take the lead to condemn him. Seeing that many of me in the passers-by are flexing my muscles, we must give him a good look. He has to be careful to admit his mistakes and pay for his sins. He has provided many benefits, as well as his own knowledge Many talents, there are still many useful places in the traversal, not besieged by the crowd.
Moreover! The old learners are proficient in tactics, the best one is the technique of escape, but also timid as a mouse, alert, and always adhering to not running but not dangerous, can I still run you? Although he repeatedly made troubles, he was able to escape one step before the others. That's why many people got stuck. There are so many people here, if Chen Ang and several other recognized big masters don't take the shot, it is really impossible to win him.
The old scholar wanted to change the subject. He was extremely keen on the surrounding environment. He noticed that there was something wrong in the front. He quickly pointed forward and exclaimed, "You look at the oasis, it seems different?"
Everyone displayed their magical powers and peered into the front. Sure enough, there seemed to be human traces in an oasis by the river, but at this time it was a meal and no one was there.
Several high-strength generations stood up, and within a short time, they fell into the oasis. The middle-aged demon Tao just landed, and couldn't help but exclaim, and the others looked dignified. In that oasis, bones were scattered everywhere, and some air-dried corpses seemed to be struggling, their expressions stunned, and they seemed to die very painfully.
The old Taoist priests looked around and solemnly said, ‘These are supposed to be nomadic ghost Fangrongs. Somehow, the entire tribe is dead! I looked around and found that the terrible yin is very strong and there is a hint of fierceness. It should be a plague or an unclean thing. But the people here did not die suddenly. I looked at the back and there were many new piled tombs. The whole tribe should have been struggling for a month and buried nearly half of the population before it was suddenly slaughtered! "
The butcher and the strong man stood in front of the two bones, and looked a little confused. As the passers-by felt one after another, they also had a judgment on the situation. Everyone thinks that here should be not far from the Kunlun 100 countries. Come to Kunlun Mountain, it is a ghost Where the Fang nomadic people are, after passing the Guifang, they will reach the Hetao Plain where the Yiqu is located.
Only a few steps were taken in the tribe's ruins, and someone smelled an extremely weird smell, a bit like the stench of a beast, with a strong rotten smell. Several people went up to take a look. It turned out to be a row of pottery The cans, neatly arranged in a row, were placed under the earth wall. Someone curiously looked over and couldn't help exclaiming.
"These jars contain human heads!"
The old school got together, and sure enough, he saw the belly of the jar. There was a tightly packed black ball. He broke one and saw that the round head rolled out. It was a human head, or a ghost. Fang Gourong's head was wide-eyed and his eyes widened.
Someone in the passer trembled: "This jar can't fit into a human head!"
Everyone saw that the opening of the jar was only the size of a fist. No one said a human head, even the radius of the neck was larger than it. Someone sneered: "You are still a practitioner, but for such trivial matters, you just need to shrink. He can do it. "He raised an empty jar next to him and put it on his own head, and he easily put his head in.
His voice buzzed from the jar: "Look, I'm stuffing it in!"
"Boring!" Everyone shook their heads and laughed. Everyone is a practitioner. Who is this to scare? After a cursory inspection, the crowd did not intend to avenge the people of this tribe, just a spell. From the breath of some valuable supplies of the tribe, they found out where the people were in front, determined the direction, and rushed over.
At this time, when someone saw the previous traverser, he was still wearing the jar, and couldn't help laughing at him: "Are you going to wear it all the time?"
The old Taoist priests who walked in front of them heard the words and hurriedly looked back. A man with a jar on his head stood behind them and did not answer. The old Taoist's face changed and he could not help but scold. "Don't come near! He's not human anymore!"
The buddha Picchu was furious, holding the beads in his mouth and constantly chanting the name of the Buddha.
"Yin is so heavy, this is probably the filth that led to the slaughter of this tribe! Tell you not to die ... relying on a little magical power, dare to move wildly. Is this really the world where we are one thousand? In ancient times, ghosts knew how many dangerous ghosts there are, don't forget ... the land government is still there! "The old Taoist scolded.
However, Chen Ang reminded: "The land government is still there. How can there be such a ghost in the sky? Is there something wrong with the land government?"
"The predecessors thought too much!" The brave man laughed, "What is going on in the ancient land government, and we don't know, so wouldn't Xing people miss two ghosts occasionally?"
Someone could not help but spit out a palm thunder temptation. Then Lei Guang easily smashed the clay pot to reveal the head of the person inside. I saw that the head of the person had disappeared. Now he wore it on his neck. Inside the broken clay pot, the man's head.
Everyone looked where the head was. Where was the broken clay pot still? But there is a complete clay pot, everyone does not need to look at it to understand, whose head is inside.
The old Taoist yelled: "The world is infinite, Qiankun borrows the law!" The iron whisk dust in his hands skyrocketed, the silver wire swept away, and smashed on the ghost. Countless thunder and light were woven into thousands of tiny silver snakes. Fly ash. The man's head flew up and turned into a strange bird with wings as wings, letting the body be refined by thunder.
The old Taoist yelled, "Zini's turtle son is stubborn! If it wasn't for your damned Lao Tzu's baby, dusting him in the golden breeze and smashing the thunder and spirit vitality. Lao Tzu has fallen to this point?"
Chen Ang reminded aloud, "Be careful www.wuxiaspot.com That's a eagle eagle!"
The cruel bird turned into a scream, and a group of passers-by covered their ears to resist the sharp call. After the voice passed, everyone was unharmed, and the brave sneered: "Just your three-legged cat It ’s okay to harm mortals, and you want to harm us ... ”
Before he finished speaking, his face began to turn white, because he saw that the row of more than thirty clay pots had begun to crack due to the call of the eagle eagles, and the contents were about to move, the passers-by looked Ghostly, he just killed one of them and weighed them for a moment. It was found that even if the old Taoist priests of the third mana of their shots were shot, they were even better.
If you join forces with that Buddha Pichu, you might be able to destroy the eagle eagle after a hard fight. There can be no more than ten people here, and there are thirty people who can use the pot that can be turned into a eagle owl monster. Multiple.
Mathematics calculations in elementary and high school primary schools can analyze a rough idea, so the old scholars first reacted and turned away, and others followed suit, even Chen Ang was no exception.
Someone flew into the air to look back, and saw countless strange birds and monsters that had been chased into the air. Among the tribe, several dead Populus euphratica pulled out their roots, their roots were wrapped, and several withered corpses were struggling. There was a ghost flying by the river, and white dogs were running on the ground. In a breath, this small tribe on the riverbank instantly turned into a ghost.
In the shadow of the ghostly ghost, an inexplicable gaze remained in his last memory.
"Van!"
The old priest heard a terrifying shout coming from behind him. He turned back and saw a trespassing trespasser, living in midair into a cricket ghost!
Remember the first domain name in this book:. VIP Chinese_Mobile version URL: