Chapter 857

Yu Wenyuan thought for a long time. The strong skin appeared in pieces of runes, like a heavenly book. They were densely imprinted on the body. The whole person was wrapped in brilliance, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth seemed to be forcibly mobilized. His eyes lit up and took yuwenqi to the cave.

When they moved, the other hunters followed up and walked into the cave with great spirit.

The cave was not spacious, and the three people were crowded side by side. What made them relaxed was that there seemed to be no undead in it, and they did not find the danger they were worried about. Even the air was not as gloomy as they thought. Many people find it strange that the rock mass of the cave is very loose. It seems that it was only recently made, and there is no sense of vicissitudes of life with a long age.

The cave extends more than 50 meters inward and suddenly tilts downward, as if it had turned to the bottom of the ground. They walked down the cave and found a big space not far away. But... There's nothing. It's just an empty hole, less than 20 meters long and less than 10 meters high. There are still falling rubble, which seems to have been chiseled out recently.

What happened? Hunters are stupid. Isn't this a skeleton's nest? Isn't there a magic treasure here? Shouldn't this be evil and gloomy? Why is it completely different from what you think? They can't understand what they think. I'm glad I didn't encounter anything immortal, but I lost nothing in it.

Yu Wenyuan turned around and found nothing unusual. It was just an ordinary hole.

Ma Daming ran wildly in the dark mountain forest, with black sand surging all over. It was like a black fog churning in the dark. He ran far away and found a safe place. He repeated his old skill, controlled the black sand all over the sky, crowded the canyon, and released the skeletons to watch the door and scare the hunters. After he made sure the canyon was safe again and again, he hid in the deepest place and released the bones of the Earth Dragon and a spirit core the size of a fist!

Ma Dameng excitedly held the spirit core, and his eyes were covered with blood. He was 100% sure that it was the remains of a half blood or even pure blood earthworm. When it was found in the cave, the earthworm skeleton was still intact. Each bone was shining like a beautiful jade, and it was very hard. A huge spiritual core floated in the skull and was shrouded by a wonderful spiritual fog. The spiritual fog turned out to show the outline of the earthworm and vaguely sent out a clear dragon chant.

Ma Dameng decided at that time that this was dragon spirit! The Earth Dragon is dead, and the dragon spirit still exists! Due to the existence of earth dragon bones and spirit core, although they have been dead for a long time, the Dragon Qi is still very pure, which is much stronger and more energetic than the Dragon Qi of magic spirit Dharma.

Ma Dameng swallowed the Dragon Qi and refined part of the spirit core, and unexpectedly broke through the realm to the fifth heaven. You know, he just broke through to the fourth heaven two months ago.

There is still some weak inheritance power in the spirit core. It can be seen that the blood of the earth dragon was very pure.

Ma Dameng held his breath and continued to practice in seclusion. The spiritual core has just used about one tenth. If all refining is done, he will certainly be able to stabilize the wuchongtian of the residence. Maybe he can understand those weak inheritance forces, even one or two, is enough!

He sat in isolation, refined the spiritual core, and passed on the enlightenment. The black sand automatically wrapped the Earth Dragon skeleton and continued to harden it to turn it into a powerful skeleton soldier.

Qin ordered him to leave the valley at midnight and walk in the dark forest. After swallowing and practicing a large amount of Yuding juice, his injury has healed, his whole body is full of energy and vitality. Although the juice has been refined, those wonderful medicinal powers continue to play a role.

The white tiger is powerful and strong, and Shen Jun is extraordinary. He follows Qin Ming with fierce light rolling in his bright eyes, scanning the dark forest. The sharp claw is harder than black iron. It's cold and shiny. It's easy to cut stones when stepping on the ground. It slept in the black Jiao warship for three years. Although its strength increased greatly, it slept most of the time and had no chance to fight. This time, it finally came out. It was full of animal nature and was extremely eager to fight.

As Qin Ming walked, he always felt something wrong. He turned his head and jerked from the corner of his eye: "Xiao Zu, you stare at his ass."

Xiao Zu was lying on Qin Ming's shoulder. He was quiet. With its small and exquisite appearance, he looked very cute, but his dark eyes stared directly at the white tiger's ass. "You said... Would it be impulsive to find a female tiger for it at this time?"

"You can save it for me. It hasn't developed well."

Xiao Zu rolled his eyes: "you are developing very well. I haven't seen you leave a seed and give birth to a baby."

"I'm in control." Qin Minggang shut up as soon as he opened his mouth. I'll discuss what to do with you.

"Yo, you know all the skills! The demon son has taught you well. You'd better become a talent by yourself."

Qin Ming ignored it decisively.

"But speaking of this, I have an idea." Xiao Zu was still staring at the fluffy ass of the white tiger and fantasizing about its beautiful dream of turning his eyes on the white tiger army. "Where are the people who came in thousands of years ago?"

"Dead! It's been thousands of years."

"They must have died, but what about the future generations? Tens of thousands of people came in. Even if more than half of them were killed or injured, there could be five or six thousand left. After the qingluan monument disappeared, they were trapped and died on it. Did they all sit on the ground waiting to die?"

"What else can I do? I can't get out. I can do something except despair and death."

"What do you say?"

"What did I say?"

"Five or six thousand men and women don't want to do anything else?"

"What?"

The little turtle winked at Qin Ming: "it's about men and women. Multiply some offspring. You can't get out. If your children and grandchildren multiply, you can always find a chance to go out."

Qin Ming was defeated by Xiao Zu's idea of "colorful", but when you think about it carefully, there is still some truth. Tens of thousands of people pour into qingluan historic site and are trapped here. There is no way to escape. It is inevitable that they will lose their reason in despair and do all kinds of ugly things. Will no one produce future generations? No one wants to reproduce here? "I have a guess that after the qingluan historic site disappears from the outside, a very terrible thing will happen in it, which will destroy all the people in it in a very short time."

Something terrible? Qin mingning frowned and nodded slowly, "Xiao Zu, I admire you sometimes. I think things are very comprehensive. Can you teach me?"

"Simple, I'm afraid of death!"

"..." Qin Ming choked for a long time without saying anything.

"Otherwise, how could I live in that hole for tens of thousands of years because there was a strong emotion bursting out."

"The feeling of fear of death?" Qin Ming shook his head. The little ancestor was also the best. "Find the qingluan historic site as soon as possible and escape here."

Xiao Zu reminded Qin Ming: "there are many birds and animals here, but the realm is generally not high, and the strongest is advanced earth martial arts. This is also a strange phenomenon. Pay more attention."

"What's that?" Qin Ming walked along and suddenly noticed that there was something unusual in the woods in front of him. An old and luxuriant tree was very spectacular, ten meters thick, like a house. Its thick roots were like ferocious Python arching out of the ground, and countless branches fell down, like small trees, which had to grow on the ground. The ancient tree looked very old, but it was still vibrant, with luxuriant foliage. There seems to be a stone man buried in the twisted roots. The stone man blends with the roots and seems to grow together.

The stone man is blooming with a dim white awn, which flickers in the dark. The white awn is very weak, like a flickering residual candle.

Qin Ming approached the giant tree and turned around. He didn't find anything strange.

The stone man is in a sitting position, slightly lowering his head and holding his shoulders, giving the race a desolate feeling. It is lifelike, like the petrification of a real person, not carved by someone.