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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven: Entering One Hundred Thousand Mountains Again

The general stared at Han Feng'er for a long time, frowned slightly, but did not speak. However, under the vague and sharp gaze of the general, Han Feng'er seemed to be doing nothing, and did not feel that his words were inappropriate at this moment, and looked at Jiang Chen with a smile.

In the Xuanhuo Altar, it became quiet for a moment.

Jiangchen slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at Xiao Hui who was lying on the ground with interest and grimacing at the patterns of the fierce gods, and said slowly: "Anyway, do you know a lot?"

Han Feng'er smiled slightly, and the smile was as warm as the spring breeze, gently swept across the cold palace, saying, "I am a little weak woman, how can I know anything? I have been fortunate to visit several places in the past and were valued by the God of Heaven, so I will help you."

She pursed her lips and said, "Don't think too much!"

The general frowned and ignored the vaguely disturbing charm in Han Feng'er's charming words. After thinking for a while, he seemed to suddenly forget why Han Feng'er suddenly appeared here, and also forgot the mysterious strangeness that enveloped Han Feng'er and even the Ghost King. He said lightly: "Since that's the case, I'll ask you for advice."

Han Feng'er's eyes flashed, but her smile was still charming, and she said, "Please tell me, young master."

The general said, "It seems that you came here before me. As you said, it is said that if you want to seal the beast god, you must have the "Xuanhuo Magic Formation" here. But I am wise and stupid and cannot understand it. I wonder what Miss Han has to understand?"

Han Feng'er shook her head, and seemed to have a wry smile on her face, saying, "I'm going to tell you, I've been in Xuanhuo Temple for three days, but I have gained nothing. I have found nothing except these messy images carved on the ground."

Jiangchen's eyes unexpectedly looked at the dark red pattern under his feet. Unlike Han Feng'er, he had personally experienced the power of the strange magic array in the Xuanhuo Altar. The overwhelming power of the day and the terrifying red-flame beast were definitely not memories that could be forgotten easily. Perhaps it was because of this that, grabbing here and moving there, as if he was also looking for something?

Could it be that after the earth-shaking change that day, the volcanic lava soared out of the sky and actually destroyed the magic array here?

Such thoughts flashed through Jiangchen's mind, but they did not reveal them. After pondering for a moment, he looked at Han Feng'er again and said, "Miss Han, no matter what, this is the only place we know with the "Xuanhuo Magic Formation". Since it is indispensable for the Jin Cang Jin God, then we might as well stay here for more days, and perhaps there is still a little hope."

Han Feng'er smiled sweetly, and said, "Okay."

Jiang Chen glanced at her, then withdrew his gaze and sat down before the ground magic circles were engraved. Soon, a faint fragrance came. However, Han Feng'er also sat down not far from him, and the distance between the two seemed to be closer.

The general frowned, wanted to speak but stopped, and did not look at the beauty of the world beside him. He only focused his mind and looked at this picture. But somehow, another thought suddenly appeared in his heart:

On that day, Yamamoto Mingyue said she was going to southern Xinjiang to find the magic tricks of the "Xuanhuo Magic Formation", but there was no news about her for a long time. I wonder how she is now; and there seems to be only one place in the world that has clues about the Xuanhuo Magic Formation, but Yamamoto Mingyue is obviously not here, so where will she be now?

Is she okay

This faint thought flashed through Jiang Chen's mind from time to time during the next few days.

The sunset hangs far away in the sky, behind the tall and steep and rolling mountains, the remaining warmth spreads to the southern border. The dim light falls on the silent land, the wilderness is rustling and a stern scattered.

The generals and Han Feng'er who left the valley stood on the wasteland before the 100,000 mountains. Facing the endless towering mountains and vast land, they seemed to be just two inconspicuous little creatures, looking up at the huge existence between the sky, and looking at the setting sun in the sky, falling behind the endless mountains little by little, the sky slowly dimmed.

While talking and breathing, and the stars flow, who can win the time?

Leaving the Gulf was Jiang Chen's proposal. However, when he accidentally heard the conversation between the Gulf and the others on that day, he knew that there might be other methods in the Gulf that could awaken the "Xuanhuo Magic Formation". It was a great opportunity. With the original purpose of Jiang Chen and Han Feng'er, he should continue to hide and observe carefully. However, Jiang Chen had somehow expressed his indifference to leave the Gulf. Han Feng'er, who had always been extremely intelligent, seemed not to have thought of this level, but agreed readily.

After leaving the Mang Valley, along the way, Jiang Chen and Han Feng'er rarely talked, and had never discussed how to investigate and investigate the next one. However, the two seemed to have a tacit understanding and came south at the same time. Until today, they came to the front of the legendary "100,000 Mountains". Under the Settling Black Mountain and in the whistle and wilderness, the two stared silently at the mountain range.

The wind in the wilderness blew, without the fragrance of flowers and plants at all, there was only the faint smell and roar of unknown places in the distance. In this place, even the wind beside you seemed fierce.

Han Feng'er's hair gently whispered in the wind, tilted her head slightly, revealing her smooth and delicate chin, and a white neck, looking at the distant mountains. The height of the black peaks was shrouded in gray fog, constantly surging and rolling. Behind these mountains, I wonder what kind of world is it?

Others may be guessing, but in Han Feng'er's hazy and complicated eyes, something seemed to be shining.

Unlike the silent charming woman beside him, although Jiang Chen didn't say much, what Jiang Chen thought was like as storm and waves.

First of all, the blood sacrifice incident was a huge touch in his heart. Although he had killed a lot of himself over the years, and even won the so-called "blood young master" in the Demon Sect, for what he heard in the Guard a few days ago, as if he had been deeply rooted in some place in his heart since he was a child, he subconsciously felt rejection and disgust. Then, he suddenly realized from Han Feng'er's inadvertent reminder that he had always been ignored by him in the past: in the Demon Sect, even the Ghost King, might be doing something similar to what the Guard will do.

Taking the blood of countless living people and offering sacrifices to the gods. Needless to say, this god is naturally a member of the evil gods and evil gods. The blood sacrifice itself is a great harm to the world and inhumane things, but these things happen to you.

What kind of world is this?

Could it be that everyone in this world is crazy?

After all, it was the charming and weird boy I met by chance that said: People are just animals after all, and there is no difference.

Jiangchen took a deep breath and looked at the distant mountains silently. After hearing the order given to him by the Ghost King from Mr. Ghost, Jiangchen had already guessed from the evil beast "Taotie" in the order that the strange young man he had met twice, and was the beast god who caused unprecedented disaster to the people of the world.

However, the beast god wanted to kill all the people in the world, but why did he talk to him? He just broke up with laughter and laughter twice, but it was something that the generals didn't know.

There was also a faint warmth on his chest. For many years, the faint warmth had been with him. Even most of the time, the Jiangchen had ignored this warmth. However, the trip to the valley a few days ago touched a place in his heart. The jade technique lying quietly on his chest may be the key to this trip to southern Xinjiang!

Southern Xinjiang, 100,000 mountains.

After crossing the black mountains and entering the 100,000 mountains, Jiang Chen felt that he had entered a truly wild and primitive world. In fact, in the Demon Sect, the wilderness originally refers to a vast area with no people in the northwest of the vast land of China. Most of the places there are Gobi deserts, and no grass grows. Even if there is life, they are all extremely tenacious wilderness seeds, and they are named after this. The temple in the legendary Demon Sect is just somewhere there, but Jiang Chen has never been there before.

But the world in front of you is obviously completely different from the legendary wild land. In the 100,000 mountains, not only does it not grow in a single grass, but it is simply a mess of weeds. Along the way, there are large areas of primeval forests that have no place to settle down. Any land seems to be filled with plants competing for living space. Behind the endless forests and thorns, there seems to be endless poisonous beasts. In the dark places beside you, there seems to always be malicious and hideous eyes peeking at you, waiting for an opportunity to attack, and put you to death and turn it into a delicacy.

For figures like General Chen and Han Feng'er, these ordinary poisons are naturally not a special threat, but they are really a headache when they come down like this endlessly. Although they can fly in the air, at one end, miasma poisonous fog may rise above the primeval forest; secondly, although their Taoism is profound, they still have to rest after all, but they are harassed by these outsiders, but they almost never stop.

After a few days, even monkey Xiaohui seemed to be irritable and restless.

In addition, in addition to the harassment of these poisonous fog beasts, the strange weather in the mountains is also quite uncomfortable. It is completely different from the Middle Land. There is no cloud gathering, changing the sky, etc., the rain here almost falls. At first, it is a clear sky, and in the blink of an eye, it is pouring down heavily; when it is about to stop, it is actually stopping, lightning and thunder are roaring in the previous moment, and the next moment is cloudless, which is shocking and speechless.

And the rain doesn't seem to be accurate at all. It's a short time and a long time, and it's impossible to figure out the rain.

At this moment, the two of them were walking in a black forest shrouded by continuous rain.

The reason why the two of them did not use their magic to move in the air was because when they were planning to do this, they found that even when it rained, there was a strange black air rising above the black forest. On the contrary, the air on the land below the forest was relatively normal.

Jiang Chen and Han Feng'er are both people who have been immersed in the Demon Sect for a long time, and their eyesight is also extraordinary. Naturally, they know the importance of it. After discussing, they are willing to be more serious and walk through the black forest.
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