Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Chapter 633: Corpse, Heihe

Many cultivators continued to move forward and entered a dark dense forest.

The towering ancient trees block most of the brilliance of the "holiday" in the sky, and the misty mist makes the dense forest look even colder.

"Could this tree be transformed by the evil spirit's resentment? I feel a little scared..."

"Tch, if that's the case, don't be afraid."

"Why?"

"It must be such a powerful evil spirit to transform into an entire dense forest. There is no need to be afraid, it will be over after death."

"..."

The dense forest was not peaceful, and from time to time a few creatures popped up, looking at the outsiders in the Immortal Mansion from afar.

Black bears, wild boars, antelopes, apes...

It may be a spiritual pet raised by the owner of the Immortal Mansion back then, but now it has been contaminated by evil spirits, and without exception, it gave birth to a pair of green pupils, which makes people respectful and far away.

Losing the reliance on Magic power, these cultivators who were usually extremely proud had to be cautious.

Longevity, which is what one seeks in practice, naturally does not want to lose one's life due to a mistake in one thought.

"Look! There's a corpse over there!"

I don't know who exclaimed, and instantly focused everyone's eyes on one place, and they all raised their eyes to look.

Sure enough, he found a pair of mutilated bones lying quietly on the ground.

Bright and clean as jade, shining brightly.

"It seems that someone has entered here before us, but somehow fell here..."

"But judging from the traces of time on the corpse, it should be many years ago, and it is not impossible in the last era..."

"The white bones will not rot or melt for a long time, at least they must be strong at the longevity level, but they fell here inexplicably..."

"Oh, this is the cruelty of Cultivation World..."

Many people sighed aloud, and some people harbored ulterior motives.

A strong man of immortality.

At that level, every inch of flesh and blood on the body is comparable to precious medicine, and every bone is like Divine Armament.

If you can get a few bones for refining the spirit treasure in your hand, the effect will be extraordinary...

"Shua, Shua, Shua..." Dozens of figures rushed out together.

Many people can't hold back anymore.

The temptation diluted the vigilance of the cultivators, and they began to plunder.

"The leg bone, the old man wants it, so don't move it!"

"The hand bones belong to me, I will refine them into bone nails!"

"Don't move the keel, what I'm looking at is something you, a junior, can get your hands on..."

"What did you like? It's a joke, whoever grabs it will own it, get the hell out of here!"

In an instant, cultivators from all sides fought violently, and the scene was in chaos.

However, Ye Tian, ​​Lin Shu and other talented people stood still.

The old man named Ji Yuan from the Ji family didn't participate either, just watched quietly.

Huo San and his group were even more calm, they didn't have any interest at all, and they watched the play lively.

Sun Xiaokong even cheered from the sidelines.

"Good fight! Say hello to the key point, why are you so gentle..."

The situation became more and more intense, and it was inextricably linked, until a strong man at the Holy Master level shouted and sacrificed a white jade bottle, knocking back all those who were fighting for it.

"You ants are also worthy to compete with me for treasure bones?"

But when he held the long-lived bones in his palm, the dragon-like spine suddenly turned into dust...

"It seems that the age is too long, and the bones of the immortal strong can hardly bear the erosion of time..."

"It should be corrupted from the inside. It can barely maintain its original shape without the blessing of external force. Once it is touched, it will disappear..."

The Holy Master-level powerhouse who made the move before put away the spirit treasure, and walked away resentfully.

He took the risk of offending many cultivators and forcibly shot, but in the end it turned out to be nothing. He felt extremely useless.

"Let's go, keep moving forward..." Ye Tian didn't hesitate, and waved his hand to lead the powerful members of the Ye family to go further.

The same is true of other parties.

Only the remnants of many unknown cultivators were left behind, all of whom died in the battle just now.

Tens of hundreds of years later, they will also turn into bones, but the time of existence will be far shorter than the original immortal bones...

Several hours later, the cultivators finally passed through the dense forest, but were blocked by a dark river again.

The surface of the river was surprisingly calm, without even a wave, but no one dared to approach it.

The seemingly bright spiritual herbs under the cliff are all transformed by resentful spirits, and now Heihe, who looks strange and evil, dare not take it lightly.

"This big river must be hundreds of feet wide, how can we cross it if we lose the ability to fly..."

"Swim over there."

"Swim over? You're crazy, this Heihe looks weird, I'm afraid that if you just enter it, your life will be lost..."

"Then let the old man take you there."

Ji Yuan made a sudden move, and the wide sleeves sent the two of them flying towards the other side of the river.

However, just after flying more than a dozen feet, it fell down, like two falling stones from a cliff.

The two Daoist shadows were instantly gasified as soon as they entered the water, and they didn't even have time to scream.

"Ji Yuan! What do you mean?" Many people questioned angrily, all of them were small forces with relatively weak backgrounds, afraid that such misfortune would fall on their side.

Ji Yuan's expression was flat, and he said solemnly: "The old man has good intentions and wants to send the two fellow daoists there, but he never thought that the Heihe is so terrifying..."

"You..." Everyone was speechless, and they didn't intend to argue any more, but they secretly decided to stay away from this restless and kind old guy.

"Young master, the water of the Black River has extremely powerful corrosive power, I'm afraid it will be difficult..." An old man from the Ye family said.

"Not only does the river water have corrosive power, but it also seems to have a strange attraction," Lin Yu, the senior lord of the Lin family, added, "I saw the strength of Ji Yuan's fellow daoist's attack just now. It was more than enough to send two people there, but it didn't. Flying twenty feet..."

"Now that the Cultivation Base is suppressed, it may be difficult to fly there with the only remaining Magic power..."

"If you can't fly over, it's better to paddle over with Lingbao." Someone suggested.

"It makes sense!"

"You can give it a try..."

Many people also agreed.

But after a long time, no one took action.

No one dared to risk their lives. After all, the two cultivators who emerged from the Fourth Stage had no bones left in an instant, and no one could bet on how long the spirit treasure would last.

"Throw a Lingbao in and try it, isn't it over?"

"Okay, you can throw it away if you have the ability."

"If I throw it away, I will throw it away. Who is afraid of anyone? Anyway, it was snatched..."

I saw Sun Xiaokong stretch out his hand, and a delicate ancient bronze clock immediately floated in the palm of his hand.

Then with a backhand slap, he slapped the ancient clock in unceremoniously, which looked extremely generous.

But Lin Shu's heart was bleeding, and his face was gloomy and ugly.

Because the ancient clock was snatched from him by Sun Xiaokong a few days ago, and he was still thinking about trying to get it back at the late stage. It seems that there is no chance.

I saw the ancient bronze bell suddenly swelled to a diameter of tens of feet, constantly sinking and floating on the surface of the Heihe River.

"Shhhhhhh..."

Black smoke is constantly coming out from the place where the clock wall is in contact with the black water. It seems that the powerful corrosion force in the water is constantly acting on the ancient clock.

It lasted for more than ten breaths.

"It's okay, brother Sun, it's okay, this time is enough for us to cross the Heihe River!" Lin Shu couldn't wait to remind him, for fear that there would be mistakes after a long time.

But Sun Xiaokong put his hands on his chest, showing no intention of taking it back.

"Hey, brother Lin, I'm not in a hurry for you..."

"I'd like to see how long this Innate-level Lingbao can last in this Black River..."