"Is it related to the secret land of the ancient demon clan?" After standing quietly for a long time, Yang Lingtian finally said.
Who knows, Meng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't know either!"
"You don't know?" Yang Lingtian raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"It's strange!" Meng took a breath and shook his head with a wry smile: "My mission is to take you to a certain place, but I don't know where that place is."
As he spoke, he himself couldn't help but lower his head in disbelief.
No matter how you hear this, it sounds like the coldest joke. Most people will never believe it.
However, Yang Lingtian just believed it.
"Then let's go take a look first and then talk!" He pondered for a long time, but without making any further inquiries, he turned around and continued walking forward.
Meng, who had been shouting non-stop while walking from the Forbidden Forest, suddenly became quiet. On the way, no one in this strange combination of one man and one beast spoke. Finally, in the silence, a green mountain appeared in front of them.
Seen from a distance, the mountain looks like a dragon's disk, like a tiger crouching, and the dragon and the tiger are vying for supremacy, refusing to give in to each other. Looking at it carefully, there are ninety-nine peaks on the mountains, which are not very large in terms of Dayan Holy Land. Between each peak, there are clouds and mist, gurgling streams, and strange caves and ravines. It is truly a fairy mountain on earth.
"Is this really here?" Meng's eyes widened with surprise on his face. Although he didn't have much contact with Demon Emperor Ji, this monster, the only hybrid between two demonic beasts in the world, had long been a thunderbolt. According to its memory, Demon Emperor Ji was treated with cold eyes in his childhood. All the demon clan members tried their best to stay away from him because they did not know his origin.
Lonely and helpless, he finally met a beautiful woman, and luckily, the woman actually fell in love with him. For a moment, all the shame in the past seemed to have disappeared in the eyes of the young Demon Emperor Ji.
¡°It wasn¡¯t until the end that he took out a drop of his most precious natal essence and blood to express his love to the woman and discovered that it was just a scam. He is just a tool for women to talk, laugh and gamble with others.
It was that time when he was so angry that he showed his true form for the first time and killed the woman.
Since then, the future ancestor of the demon clan seemed to have developed a deep disgust for all beautiful things. Even though he later became the only ancestor of the ancient demon clan, he could have enjoyed all the beauty in the world, but he chose to smash the beauty into pieces, just looking for such a dangerous place to live, and the things he used were the ugliest things in the world.
"If he would spend a hundred years in a place with such beautiful scenery, it will still be the same here.
However, Yang Lingtian took out a map drawn by Luojia clan disciples and looked at it carefully, and then nodded affirmatively: "Yes, it's right here." While speaking, he also reached out to a waterfall in the distance. Pointing to the cave: "According to the news from the disciples of the Luojia clan, most of the Demon King Ji has been in that cave during the past hundred years."
"What? That cave?" Meng almost went crazy.
If the mountains here are a fairyland on earth, then the cave is definitely the essence of the fairyland.
The entrance to the cave is shrouded in light mist from the waterfall next to it, making it misty and misty. Even, looking through the water vapor, the entire cave entrance turned out to be a completely natural jasper without a trace of impurities, with a faint halo flowing around it, like a living thing.
"Hey, let's go in and take a look!" Although the gap between the scene in front of him and his understanding of Demon Emperor Ji was too big, in the end, Meng shook his head crazily and chose to believe it. After all, it is impossible for a disciple of the Luojia clan to deceive Yang Lingtian.
After entering a long and narrow jasper passage, the scene in front of me finally became normal.
The colorless jasper turned into gray rock.
After turning two corners, the line of sight suddenly widened, and in front of us was a six-foot-square stone house. The most difficult thing to accept is that inside the beautiful fairyland-like scenery outside, it seems to be a terrifying hell.
The surrounding gray stone walls have been polished into square shapes, and various patterns are painted in bright colors on the walls.
Even the well-informed old man Meng couldn't help but be shocked by the paintings on the wall.
On this wall? Is the painting a monster? devil!
No, monsters and demons definitely do not have such terrifying images.
All the murals seem to depict mutilated human beings. Some have half of their scalps removed, revealing thick white bones and protruding eyes. In addition to the dark red blood on the white bones, strips of blood can also be seen. blood vessels. Some had rotten bodies, covered with maggots, and their intestines were still dragging on the ground. Some had their trunks intact, but the muscles in their arms and limbs had long since disappeared.
Of course, if it¡¯s justIf you lose your muscles, it will only expose your bones, which is nothing to be afraid of. But what is depressing is that there are countless disgusting dark red blood attached to the white bones, and under the light coming from nowhere, the blood seems to be alive, constantly flowing, and can even smell strong The fishy smell.
In the center of the house is a dark red pyramid three feet high. Just like the mural on the wall, somehow, just the dark red color makes people feel an inexplicable palpitation.
"This looks like the place where that guy lives." After quickly recovering from the shock, Meng immediately nodded in agreement. How could it, which once wallowed among the ancient gods and demons, be frightened by these sights? He even felt that the scene here was suitable for the monster Demon King Ji to live in.
Meng Zheng looked proud. Thinking about it, the sound of "Pulla" came from all directions, and I saw that the magnificent pyramid shot out countless black rays of light from all the exits of the tower, like black swords breaking out of the shell, pointing directly at The sky.
The moment the black light flashed out, the murals on the wall seemed to come alive. The dark red blood attached to their bones and rotten skin remained along the stone wall, and it seemed that the blood in the murals was endless. The flow is getting faster and faster, with no sign of weakening. In the blink of an eye, a small pool of blood formed in front of Yang Lingtian and the two of them.
Meng was startled, but then he snorted coldly: "Use blood to scare me, I am the ancestor who plays with blood."
Yes, in the whole world, except for the dead blood spirit, whose body itself is made of the essence of human blood, no one in this world dares to say that they have seen more blood than Mongolia.
It has been sleeping for thousands of years in the secret place where the blood spirit was born. It can be said that it has survived for thousands of years relying on its blood. Even thousands of years after he woke up, he was still swimming in the sea of ??blood every day.
It sneered slightly and walked forward confidently.
Suddenly, a slight thumping sound came from Yuan Zhi, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a frightening roar of a resentful spirit. At the same time, the blood pool in front of him seemed to be boiled, with bubbles constantly emerging.
"Is there anyone out there who uses Blood Spirit's method to create an immortal body?"
Meng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly stopped moving forward. This situation was indeed an image caused by the evil method of Blood Spirit.
"However, Old Man Meng's guess seems to be wrong.
No monster like the Blood Spirit appeared in the blood pool.
Rather. . . . group.
Countless blood-red shadows flew out of the blood pool.
But Mr. Meng, who knew both astronomy and geography, did not panic.
Although his cultivation level has long since ceased, his immortality is too special. In the world, only warriors at the peak of Zhuanlun Sword and God King can harm him.
"The Zhuanlun Sword is in the hands of Yang Lingtian, and he is a master at the peak level of the God King. . . . After leaving the Jialan Sect's blood pool, he had never encountered one before.
Of course, there are monsters like Demon Emperor Ji in this world that can devour human blood.
Therefore, if there is no drag from Ximen Wuji and others, and he is alone, there is nothing in this world that can scare him.
"Hehe, little brat, you want to rebel!" He sneered contemptuously, and the old man immediately puffed up his chest proudly.
But in the blink of an eye, it suddenly discovered that it was wrong, and it was quite wrong.
????????????? In addition to the Zhuanlun Sword, the masters at the peak of the God King, and the Demon King Ji, there are other things in the world that can restrain it.
As it expected, the power of those red shadows was not strong. In fact, it could be said to be pitifully weak, worse than a fourth-level warrior. Naturally, this power could not cause any harm to the immortal body of the old man Meng. .
"It's a pity that there seems to be a little wet water vapor around the red shadow, and this water vapor seems to have strong corrosive power, and even the immortal body of the old man Meng cannot withstand it.
The sound of "Zizzi" spread, and Meng felt like he wanted to be rolled over by lava.
Looking down, it suddenly discovered with horror that there were red spots on its body that had been "scalded", and even yellow blisters appeared in some places.
No, if this continues, you will definitely be burned to death by these guys.
Thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Meng suddenly gritted his teeth and unleashed his most powerful ultimate move.
"Help"
"Yang boy, help me"
"Hurry and smash the central tower."
In times of crisis, in addition to unleashing the "life-saving" move, Old Man Meng also brought into play his erudite and versatile skills. Analyze calmly:
Because the red pyramid in the center suddenly emitted black light, blood flowed from the walls and gathered into the blood pool in front of them, thus creating monsters like Hong Ying. Just smash the pyramid in the middle and everything should disappear.
Unfortunately, Yang Lingtian ignored his precise analysis. Still standing there indifferently, he even slowly closed his eyes as if he was extremely bored with Old Man Meng.
"Damn, you are stupid, why are you pretending to be cool!!! Do it quickly!!!" Meng couldn't help but cursed.
At the same time, the red shadows seemed to be angry because of his shouts, and they pushed him towards the blood pool in the middle with all their strength.