Chapter 777: Black Wind True Man

However, he saw that the ancient monument instantly burst out with a curtain of light, completely enveloping the skeleton, and when the monk forcibly broke open for several feet, he could not get close to the skeleton. The chapter was updated the fastest, and everyone was taken aback. This monk from the Psychic Immortal Island was a dignified mid-stage spiritual infant monk, and he was bounced open by this light curtain, which was by no means an ordinary defensive light curtain.

"Is this a forbidden formation!?" The monk from the Psychic Immortal Island was taken aback, and his face changed drastically.

"I'm afraid that there are senior cultivators who have cultivated above the god refining stage to come here and erect a monument for this senior, and at the same time lay down a forbidden formation. Forget it, don't touch this remains. In case of a stronger reaction, I am afraid that I will not be able to eat and walk around. ”

At this time, Xi Lingzi, who was standing in the distance, immediately said. Everyone didn't know how powerful this forbidden formation was, so they naturally didn't dare to touch it. This is a monk from Caixia Immortal Island who seemed to remember something, took out a piece of jade slip from the storage bag, and quickly checked it with his divine sense, and soon showed a shocked expression, "Ah, I found it, Heifeng Zhenren, one of the three powerhouses of the Spirit Clan in the Endless Sea, a monk in the late Mahayana period, once founded the Spirit Sect that was very prosperous, and at that time, it was with Haoyang Sect, and the Wanyuan Sect was known as the three super sects that abandoned the continent. ”

"The abandonment of the continent, the Spirit Sect, the powerhouse of the Mahayana period, to say the least, was tens of thousands of years ago. How could this old man's bones be here?" a monk speculated secretly.

Just when everyone was in front of the tombstone of Heifeng Zhenren, when they were surprised in their hearts, Wang Hong, who was in a hurry all the way, and the four of the Ten Thousand Flower Ghost Saints, also arrived on the side of the abyss at this time, looking at the misty abyss, Wang Hong, the Ten Thousand Flowers Ghost Saint, and the Blood Crow Ghost Saint glanced at each other. They pinched the spirit tricks one after another. Sacrifice the magic weapon. Lingbao. The body indulged in the abyss, and fell straight away, Wang Hong's four people fell extremely fast, less than half an hour, the four of them arrived at the bottom of the abyss, feeling the extremely rich and almost liquefied aura at the bottom of the abyss, Wang Hong was inexplicably shocked in his heart, "The bottom of the abyss." Could it be that there really is a holy spiritual vein?"

"Well, it seems that a lot of people have been here before?" Looking at the traces that had been stirred around, the Blood Ghost Saint frowned, but when he saw the tombstone of the Black Wind True Man, he said lightly, "Huh", and said, "I didn't expect there to be a tombstone here, but I don't know which unlucky one it was, and he was buried here after his death!"

"Heifeng Zhenren, I don't seem to have heard of this name, what, it turned out to be a strong person in the late Mahayana period. It is much stronger than the heyday of this saint, so strong and strong do not fly to the spiritual realm. How could he be buried here!" The Blood Raven Ghost Saint knew the ancient characters of the human race, which surprised Wang Hong a lot, but looking at the words recorded on the stone tablet, Wang Hong was even more surprised, and secretly said in his heart, "Could it be that this place has also been invaded by demons before?"

Looking at the words on the tombstone, Wang Hong, in addition to being shocked, his eyes were full of respect for the ancient monk Heifeng Zhenren. The Ancient Monks, for whom they have always been legends, have not seen any traces and no ruins. As the guardians of countless Terran monks, the Ancient Monks have a very high status in the minds of today's monks.

"Lord Ghost Saint, Blood Crow Ghost Saint, you have to be careful, there may be monsters from the Demon Realm here!" Suddenly, Wang Hong's face sank, as if he had thought of something, and reminded the Ten Thousand Flower Ghost Saint and the Blood Raven Ghost Saint

"Human boy, have you found something?" Wang Hong's reminder made a look of surprise flash on the pretty face of the Wanhua Ghost Saint, and he looked at Wang Hong and asked.

"If my guess is correct, there may be an extremely powerful Demon Realm monster sealed at the bottom of this abyss!"

"There are Demon Realm monsters sealed, master, don't you be majestic and sensational! How can there be Demon Realm monsters sealed here in such a desolate place at the bottom of the abyss? You must be mistaken!" the Blood Raven Ghost Saint said with a questioning look.

"Make a mistake, maybe! However, be careful of subtlety!" said lightly, looking at the remnant cliff bridge in front of him, and suddenly had a realization. The supernatural powers of this ancient monk are not trivial. This abrupt cliff bridge spanning the trench is probably the work of this ancient monk. Otherwise, at the bottom of this abyss, above the dark river, how could such a long section of the remnant cliff be safe to pass through?

Seeing this, Wang Hong and his entourage of four people did not delay, the figure of the four monks, quickly passed the remnant cliff bridge, walked for about half an hour, and found a huge undersea peak in front of them, and the monks gathered at the foot of the mountain laid down thousands of people, this is a group of people who entered the abyss before, seeing this, Wang Hong and the four of them have already received all the magic weapons, spiritual treasures, and restrained their breath. It's not obtrusive.

They were all gathered in an open place at the foot of the mountain, either sitting cross-legged or in groups of three or five, discussing something, looking anxious.

Wang Hong wondered why this group of monks had stopped here and not continued to move forward. But he has never been willing to do much, just stop, he also stopped, and with the Ten Thousand Flowers Ghost Saint, Wu Lingzi, found a vacant place at the foot of the mountain peak, meditated, and recovered the mana loss along the way.

But the Blood Raven Ghost Saint couldn't stay idle, entered the crowd of monks, looked around and inquired, and asked with a big mouth, "Why did everyone stop here?" Don't you keep going? Isn't it said that you are looking for the spiritual veins of the Holy Product. Why are you stopping here?"

"Well, see if there is a passage in front of you? I don't know if the road is blocked by something. Can't get by. If you can't pass through this passage, you can't continue to move forward, let alone find the spiritual veins of the Holy Product" Soon the Blood Crow Ghost Saint knew a lot of monks and chatted with him.

"With so many monks gathered here, what can stop it?" the Blood Raven Ghost Saint was taken aback. He looked at the mountain peaks ahead, which stretched above the abyss, towering and immense. The abyss was already extremely deep, covered in mist. You can't see the peak at all, and this peak is probably no less than ten thousand feet high. On the rock wall at the foot of the mountain, there is a narrow crack that can only allow two or three people to pass through, as if it has been split by the earth-shattering divine power, leading straight to the belly of the mountain, thousands of zhang deep. The rich aura emanates from it.

The monk rolled his eyes and said, "If you want to continue to look for the Holy Spiritual Vein, there is only this narrow crack passage that can enter, and there is no other way." You see, on the other side of this passage, there seems to be something blocking it," just as the Blood Raven Ghost Saint was talking to those monks. Wang Hong listened to their conversation and looked towards the crack passage.

In the depths of the passage, there was a firstborn man with a single horn in all black armor, two fangs exposed at the corners of his mouth, and a cyan face, holding a five-zhang long black spear, riding a demonic jade-colored beast that looked like a horse and a bow under his crotch, holding the reins in one hand, and standing coldly. The rest of the Soul Infant Monks were blocked on this side of the passage and could not pass.

Looking at the blue-faced wrestler with black armor all over his body, Wang Hong's face changed, and he exclaimed in a low voice, "Demon Monster!"

"Demon Realm Monster?" Although Wang Hong's voice was small, he was still heard by the Ten Thousand Flowers Ghost Saint, and he groaned, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the Demon Realm monster with black armor and blue fangs all over his body, revealing a very interested look.

"What kind of strange beast is that mount of the Demon Realm Monster, like a horse with no legs, so strange?" Although he knows more about the Demon Realm Demon Wang Hong, he doesn't know much about the Demon Realm Demon Beast, and he doesn't know much about it, so he can't help but whisper

"That's the Heavenly Demon Pony, a medium demonic beast in the Demon Realm, and this should be the Heavenly Demon Pony in the late stage of the Demon Spirit. Born proficient in most wind spells and dark spells. It is the most successful medium demonic beast among all the demonic beasts domesticated by the demon world demons, and it is extremely combative. And he has a docile temper, like an arm. In particular, they will never turn their backs on their masters, and they will live and die together. The Ten Thousand Flowers Ghost Saint said with a look of disdain.

"There is such a monster!"

Wang Hong was surprised. As far as he knows, Warcraft is violent by nature, and even if it is domesticated by monks, it often betrays or rebels against its master. In particular, some low-level cultivators could easily die in the mouths of their domesticated demonic beasts.

Just when Wang Hong was amazed by the Heavenly Demon Horse under the one-horned monster seat, the more than 100 monks at the front of the crowd were clearly divided into four directions, looking at the one-horned, blue-faced and fanged monster, and were angry.

"Hmph. We've been stuck here for more than half an hour, and this monster has been guarding here. If we delay any longer, I am afraid that something will happen suddenly!" the golden boy shouted at everyone with a look of anger.

"Golden Boy Daoyou, this is also something that can't be helped. Our side has sent men to rush more than ten times, but we have not been able to drive this monster away, but have wounded five or six monks. This matter is urgent," Xi Lingzi reluctantly persuaded.

"Is it just like watching this monster block here and not let us move forward?" said the golden boy with an angry look.

"Don't be in a hurry, Golden Boy Daoist, we have rushed here more than a dozen times, and we have already made a lot of contributions, next, it's time for them to contribute! Can't we do everything, let them benefit for no reason!" Xi Lingzi looked at the other three-party monks with a cold gaze, and a monk who was sitting in groups and waiting.

"It's okay!" the golden boy groaned, turned his gaze, and looked at the other three-party monks and said, "Fellow Daoists, we have made more than a dozen shots, and several of the dozens of Daoists have also been injured, you have been watching from the sidelines for so long, shouldn't you also take action!"

"Hehe, since the Scattered Cultivation Alliance composed of Xiling Daoyou, Golden Boy Daoist Friends, and other scattered cultivators has made so many moves, let's take action together with our Ghost City Alliance, Demon Cultivation Alliance, and Immortal Island Alliance!" A ghost town monk in a black robe smiled harshly and spoke. (To be continued......)