Chapter 630: Treasures in Corpse Demon Ridge
"Can I have the magical power to escape into darkness?"
Chen Long opened his mouth and swallowed the exhausted image bead into his stomach again.
At this time, nearly a thousand Jindan and seven Yuanying in Beihua were silent.
Even though they were arrogant and domineering in front of the major immortal gates, they dared not speak in front of this person, especially the governor in charge of this place disappeared inexplicably and was assassinated after investigation.
This made the guards of Beihua tremble with fear, fearing that the three generals would be angry and they would be in trouble.
Chen Long looked at the people around him, his cold face full of disdain.
He raised his hand and casually killed five Jindan and one Yuanying, saying: "Even the enemy didn't know, the crime deserves death!"
As the blood mist exploded, more than a thousand people trembled.
They all knelt on the ground and said in unison: "They deserve to die!"
"Hmph! If you do it again, you won't live anymore!"
After saying that, Chen Longtou didn't even turn around and fled. The remaining people were still frightened and looked at each other.
"What can we do if we meet someone who can kill General Kong without anyone noticing?" Some people in the crowd couldn't help complaining.
"Hush! Don't talk nonsense, General Kong is just venting."
"Venting? Doesn't that mean that the brothers died in vain?"
"They died in vain!"
...
Chen Long rushed to Jiangchuan again without stopping.
In the first two places, although Liuyingzhu made great contributions and let him see why the two generals died, the other party did it so cleanly that there was not even a clue left.
From flashing to killing, it only took one shot.
And this time, General Sun didn't have time to react at all!
The other party's method of robbing the corpse was also very skillful, so Chen Long speculated that the governor of Jiangchuan might be the first to be killed, and if there was a clue, it could only be there!
Three hours later.
Chen Long arrived.
Like Beihua, the people here were nervous.
Good news doesn't go out, but bad news spreads a thousand miles.
The monks in charge of mining, guarding, and even management here were also worried about their own safety, fearing that they would be angry with themselves because of the disappearance of the governor.
The first time he came, Chen Long didn't say anything.
Instead, he took out the image bead again to reproduce.
However, as the scene from a few days ago slowly unfolded, his brows furrowed deeper.
That's right!
The people here also died at the hands of the same person, and the means were exactly the same, and there was not even any fighting scene.
Similarly, the murderer was shrouded in a layer of black fog, and no matter how Chen Long activated the image bead, he could not see his true face!
The clue was broken!
Even if they knew they were killed, they knew how it was done, but they just didn't know who it was?
How should they explain this?
After Chen Long killed dozens of people in Jiangchuan to vent his anger, he had no choice but to return to the general's mansion and make a long-term plan.
This matter may have exceeded his expectations and tolerance, and it must be decided by the general!
But one thing is very clear, Pingduzhou is now targeting the three generals! The dead generals are all the three generals' men, and Chen Long is the first to not believe that this has nothing to do with the other generals!
After he left, he went straight to the hinterland.
And just as he was on his way, a voice that went straight into the heart suddenly came from the front:
"Amitabha."
"Are we late?"
"Shouldn't be?"
"Yes, I came as soon as I received the news."
An old Taoist came from the sky, with black air all over his body; around him, there were several other Yuanying, with strong but mixed auras.
This is how it is to enter the Tao with magic, the realm can advance by leaps and bounds, but it is often difficult to go to the next level.
But, is it important?
"Did you do it?"
Chen Long snorted coldly.
He was worried about not being able to explain when he returned, and now the target actually came to him.
"No."
Before he finished speaking, a long sword stabbed at the old monk like a meteor.
He raised the wooden fish in his hand and barely blocked him.
The huge force shook him away, and he flew backwards for nearly a thousand meters before he recovered. The opponent's strength has surpassed every one of them!
However, they are not alone...
...
Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge.
Chen Mo stepped on the mud mixed with blood and bones under his feet, and felt a dizzy feeling.
However, he was different from the others who entered.
In the past, whether it was the three generals, Gu Xianzhi, or even the monks from the three northern cities guarding this place, they would carefully observe the surroundings, thinking about where to go and where to go back.
They were also extremely sensitive to danger, fearing that they would fall into crisis if they were not careful for a while.
But Chen Mo squatted down.
He reached out his hand and picked up a handful of soil to smell it, and then a smile appeared on his face!
"There is a special earth spirit here!"
That's right.
Although the spiritual energy of this earth vein is so thin that it is almost non-existent, it has a special earth spirit - flesh and blood.
It can be imagined that a large number of monks died here.
Their blood flowed into the land, their bones merged into the soil, and with the polishing of time, a special earth spirit was finally formed!
As for the problem of spiritual energy?
Chen Mo took out the earth-covering seal and pressed it down at the edge of the crack.
Sure enough, a large number of underground spiritual veins began to gather here, gradually forming a spiritual field.
"It seems feasible!"
As long as the formation is suitable, coupled with a continuous supply of spirit stones, a spiritual field suitable for growing dragon demon blood vines will definitely be found in the Eight Hundred Corpse Demon Ridge.
And by that time, the supply of dragon demon blood whips will increase further!
If the Ten Formation Sect can deduce the Thousand People Killing Formation to the fourth level, then facing a Yuanying like Gu Xianzhi, it may also have the strength to fight.
A new continent.
Even if it has nothing, even if it has been abandoned, it must have its special features.
There is the sky [thunder] above, and the earth spirit [blood and flesh] below.
This will also be a place to grow various spiritual plants.
Just as Chen Mo put away the earth-covering seal and prepared to move forward, a hoarse cry sounded from the sky, followed by a group of bald, black and gray hawks swooping in his direction.
The danger of their situation is at least the level of a great Jindan demon.
"Don't worry, I'll do it myself."
Chen Mo muttered in a low voice.
He knew that Song Yunxi was by his side, and he also knew that he would attack if there was danger, but he was not needed for this crisis right now.
Even Chen Mo himself did not think of taking action.
He just took out the guqin and stroked it slowly.
The qin of tranquility spread like ripples in the water, and gradually entered the demon's mind.
A low-grade treasure, coupled with a spell that was almost perfect, even human cultivators would settle their grudges with such qin music, let alone a group of low-minded demon beasts?
As the qin music became gentle, the group of hawks and falcons actually began to circle over Chen Mo's head. (End of this chapter)
