Legend of the Great Saint

In the northeastern direction of the Qinghe Mansion, there are also mountains that fluctuate, but they are not like the reckless mountains, and they are dangerous and tall.

Instead, it's a small, low mountain bag, and there's no clear connection between them. It's a mountain, but it's supposed to be a hilly landscape.

This terrain, often with little spiritual penetration, is fairly sparse in spirituality, and most of the practitioners do not build the gateparts here.

But there is also an exception: the hill of the graves of one of the three mountains of the past. As a gatekeeper, the most important focus is not on spiritual veins, but on suitable “cadavers”.

A mountain bag, like a huge grave hill, forms a natural and wonderful place to accumulate vapor gas, and has been transformed by a generation of grave hill practitioners, covering a layer of gray, even the sun, appeared weak.

If it was a mortal who got into it by mistake, but for a moment or three, he was stubbornly upside down, and most of them climbed up again.

Yu Jiao stood on the hill, frowned and looked away at the hill. Using the Eagle Wolf Guard's news network, he finally found out that Ma Chao Qun is now in this hill, changing the doorway to become a disciple of the hill.

The old “Sansan Mountain Holy Land”, Qingdong Mountain and Chicken Du Mountain all broke apart after the death of the main gate, but the tomb hill came out another hidden elder presiding over the big game.

Rumor has it that the elder crawled out of a coffin, no one knows.

However, after several years of fighting, all other gatekeepers were damaged. Instead, the hills became more and more prosperous, and the layer of gray covering the hills was much more intense than when the lone elderly were alive.

The bodies of mortals who died in the war, if left unattended, would cause plague, whether burned or buried, which is extremely troublesome.

Most of them were collected and transported to the hills. After passing through the alchemy of Mount Cemetery, it is refined into a zombie and turned into a corpse-controlled charm, which can be transformed into a force against the demons.

Yu fanaticism knows all about this, and his heart is dark and anxious: “Ma Zhaoqun can't be so crazy!” Though he loved his wife, he did not want to see her rise again as a corpse.

He came to the hillside gate of Cemetery Hill, and he couldn't help but think back to what he so strongly wanted. No wonder even demons have never attacked this place, and if so, he is unwilling to step in.

As an eagle werewolf guard, he simply entered the hills, and the light immediately dimmed, a personal shadow, swaying in the darkness, or swarming in groups, or walking alone, in huge numbers, making all sorts of strange sounds, but without any sense of liveliness. It is also unclear which are corpses and which are people.

The disciple guarding Mount Mount Cemetery approached, knowing that he was looking for the horse super crowd, and had a little more enthusiasm on his pale face, and immediately said: “I'm going to ask Big Brother. ”

“Big Brother! ”

Yu was surprised, but the disciple had gone far, leaving a zombie to lead him on another path.

Waiting in a stone room like a graveyard, thanking him for the tea on the table, standing not far behind him, holding a teapot with his hand, acting as a waiter's zombie, staring at the tea canvas with stubborn eyes, seemed to wait for the rest of the drinks of tea, it was really uncomfortable.

After a while, Yu fanaticism and other boredom, stood up, walked back and forth, some worries in his heart, the guy knew I was coming, would he run away? After all, however, the other party is a disciple of Cemetery Mountain, and there is no alternative to the serious Baishan.

Turning his head, his heart tightened suddenly, almost going to draw the sword between his waists. Somehow, a figure appeared in front of the door.

“Who is it?”

Someone didn't answer, the corner of the mouth smoked stiff, seems to be the meaning of ridicule.

Yu frenzied and frowned, surprised: “Horses are super crowded! ”

No wonder he's so surprised that the horse is supermassive now, and the horse he remembers is supermassive, so different from the sky.

Ma Chaoqun nicknamed “lepers”, had a bit of madness, and the person in front of him was so shady. Faces and shapes are thin and sharp, that ugly face can even make people ignore the leeks.

Even more surprising is Ma's supermassive cultivation, which is actually 10 floors of gas refining.

Yu fanaticism is now only six layers of gas refining, this is still because the father is expensive, because Yu Zijian received support from a number of flowers, it is not too slow, and Ma Chaoqun is not a very talented person, otherwise he would not be in the Chicken Mountains for so many years.

No wonder the disciple called him Big Brother!

But Yu fanaticism will not be afraid of each other's cultivation, scolding: “Ma Zhaoqun! Where did you take Purple's body? ”

He thought Ma Zhuoqun would pretend not to know, and then laughed hard at him for revenge, but he didn't think that Ma Zhuoqun was extremely straightforward: “Follow me!” Then turn around and go.

Yu Nervous also had to follow behind him. Ma supermassive footsteps were a little stiff, but walked like wind. Not long ago, he came to a stone gate and looked at the specifications of the stone gate. In this hill, it was already quite luxurious. Entering into it, it was a long gangway.

Yu fanatically smells a bloody, intense and disgusting smell, which is not only bloody, but also contains some kind of filthy rotten smell, inhaling such a smell, as if stuffing a dirty cotton pile in the chest.

A stone gate opens and closes, and at the end of the road, is a huge palace, a circular blood pool occupies most of the space of the palace, where the limbs float, bubbles constantly and grunts, as if this pool were alive.

It is visibly viscous, and there is a deep sense of lack of bottom.

At the moment of entering the palace, the remaining gaze was drawn to the crystal coffin in the middle of the blood pool, which looked so pure compared to this filthy pool.

In the crystal coffin, laying a beautiful woman in purple, her cheeks red and her face serene, as if she were asleep.

Yu Nervous will never forget that face and lose his voice: “Purple!” Turn around and ask with a look of anger or joy, "What did you do? ”

It has to be admitted that what he saw was not a walking zombie, which gave him some comfort in his heart. Look closely at the crystal coffin where Purple lies, as if interwoven blood vessels, dense numbness, are connected to the blood pool.

"'Do what you can't do,' said Ma Zhaoqun. ”

“What is it?”

“I'm bringing her back to life!” Ma Zhuoqun's face is full of pride, excitement and fanaticism!

“It's impossible!” Yu Jiandao, to bring people back from the dead, not to mention a gas refiner, but to build a foundation, no, Jindan, is also impossible.

“That's because you don't love enough!” Ma Chao crowd fingered the excessive obsession, the crystal clashed in the ground palace, and then jumped in front of the crystal coffin, across the cold crystal coffin, emotionally caressing:

“See? Purple, this is the man, sweet words, spoken true to you, but let you lie in the dark paint underground, the sun is gone, I rescued you, I'm sorry, if I didn't leave, it's okay, it's okay, we can still be together. ”

The upside down nonsense creeps Yu out, he's really crazy!

After Purple's death, he was not close to the woman, constantly mourning, a rare man of love. But compared to the madness of Ma Chuoqun, there is a feeling of self-sighing.

Yu Fanning slowly retreated. He felt extremely uneasy. He had to go back to the rescue team and find the two leaders. They would definitely help him. Purple's body had to be brought back.

Ma Chuaoqun turned his head and said, "She's your wife. Is that how you left her? Stay with her, too!” Cross the blood pool for a moment and jump to the rest of the fanatics.

“He tried to kill me from the start! Did you ignore my identity as the Wolf of Eagles? Yes, he doesn't care about anything now! ”

Yu was shocked by the lightning of a sword and stabbed the horse in the throat. Strange in his heart: Why didn't he hide? The sword was merciless and infused with true breath, but it was like a medium defeat and could not penetrate.

Ma Chuaoqun's face floated with a cold smile, walked forward, bent the long sword over, his right hand strangled the throat like iron, lifted him like a chicken, came to the side of the blood pool, pressed down.

“Go down for her, too! ”

The blood pool boiled, appeared a humble face, opened his mouth, and was looking at the rest of the fanatics. Am I going to die here today?

……

“Praise, nothing has happened lately! ”

Li Qingshan came to the Eagle Wolf Guard as usual to see it first. He patted the shoulders praised by the flowers and looked careless.

Flowers praise only smile bitterly, Brother Kindan falls, Moon Demon unified waters, if there is no way to retreat, are these not big things?

But this time he still hasn't shown up! It seemed that as long as the Moon Demon appeared, he would never appear, but how did he anticipate this change? It's probably Ann's seven-signature club. There is a reckoner beside him who is able to avoid murder.

It's a big deal, but it's none of your business. It's a small thing. He is still a handsome out-of-the-box, almost exaggerated speed, improving his cultivation. Although it is still the middle of the foundation, the breath is much stronger now than the last time we met. I'm afraid the Qing Dynasty will produce an unprecedented young Brother Jindan.

But there's some doubt. How could he practice so fast? Genius, enlightenment, it's all hard to explain, but where does he get so much resources?

Flower praise is not meant to doubt this friend, but his acute and thoughtful nature makes him feel that there are many doubts.

Of course, every doubt can barely be explained, but coming together, something strange is inevitable.

Meet Moon Demon several times, he has a strange feeling between them, there seems to be some sort of, like! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)