Chapter 867

Then song Qingshu shook his head and stopped thinking about these things. Now he is just a man who has just entered the realm of God.

So song Qingshu climbed out of the ancient bronze coffin, stood by and looked towards the top of the mountain. He found that the female slave was standing there, as if waiting for song Qingshu to go to the top of the mountain.

Not far from the hillside, several other slaves also stood there, waiting for song Qingshu to go out of the scope of the bronze ancient coffin.

"These slaves seem to be afraid of this bronze coffin."

Song Qingshu looked at the slaves who dared not get close to the bronze ancient coffin and narrowed his eyes.

Now there is a problem in front of song Qingshu, that is, how he will leave here. It is impossible to go down the mountain. The wild slaves in the shenhuang realm are guarding on the way down the mountain.

The only way is to walk towards the top of the mountain, but song Qingshu knows that as long as he leaves the scope of the bronze ancient coffin, the true Qi in his body will be sealed by an invisible force.

Song Qingshu knew that as long as he left the bronze coffin, he could not resist the smell of famine, but he could not stay here all the time.

Song Qingshu looked at the ancient bronze coffin behind him and thought about carrying the bronze coffin to resist the invasion of "famine".

But he knew it was impossible, because when he woke up from the ancient bronze coffin, he found that the ancient bronze coffin was connected with the mountain!

Then song Qingshu clenched his teeth and worked his Qi to summon the pure Jun sword and dark blade in his body, but he found that the pure Jun sword and dark blade had disappeared.

His true Qi could not feel the breath of pure Jun sword and dark blade. At the moment, song Qingshu's face was full of confusion.

Why is that?

The purpose of entering this life forbidden zone is to find the son of the demon lion king. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

Song Qingshu could feel that Chunjun sword and dark blade were not missing. They were still somewhere in the mountain.

Song Qingshu stood there, then nodded with determination, went out of the scope of the bronze ancient coffin and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Seeing song Qingshu walking out of the scope of the bronze ancient coffin, the wild slaves waiting on the downhill road came one after another to catch song Qingshu.

But before these slaves reached the mountainside, the bronze ancient coffin shot a cyan light and directly blasted the slaves down the mountain.

Then, those slaves showed deep fear and stared at the bronze ancient coffin on the hillside, but they didn't dare to step forward.

Song Qingshu ignored these slaves. There were bronze ancient coffins. Those slaves could not climb the hillside. Now Song Qingshu is only afraid of the female slaves on the mountaintop.

However, when the female slave saw song Qingshu walking out of the scope of the bronze ancient coffin, she didn't move a step and still stood there blankly.

Song Qingshu didn't care. He offered up the four huge tripods and began to walk towards the top of the mountain step by step.

Before long, song Qingshu had reached the position close to the top of the mountain, but he stopped.

Because in front of the song Qingshu, the body of a huge dragon is like the great wall of steel, but the dragon's body is not rotten, black light flickers, full of strength, and people can't help shaking.

"Is there a dragon corpse here?!"

"And more than one?!"

Song Qingshu looked as like as two peas at the dragon, and his voice was trembling. Several bodies looked exactly like the real dragon, and the sky was like a sky.

But when you look carefully, these bodies are somewhat different from the real dragon in Song Qingshu's impression.

"Maybe Jiaolong who has only evolved to the extreme."

Song Qingshu thought and said faintly.

Then he planned to bypass the Dragon corpses and continue to walk towards the top of the mountain. However, when song Qingshu approached the Dragon corpses, he found that there was no "wastefulness" next to these dragon corpses.

Song Qingshu doesn't understand, but he doesn't want to think more, because at the moment, song Qingshu has no spare energy to care about other things.

As the moon approaches the top of the mountain, the "desolation" is becoming more and more intense. Song Qingshu is about to lose his breath, and the Sifang giant tripod also looks like it can't hold on.

Song Qingshu stared at the Dragon corpses, then offered a dark blue spear and walked towards the Dragon corpses.

Since there is no "waste gas" next to the Dragon corpses, it shows that these dragon corpses can prevent the "waste gas" from approaching.

If he cuts off several scales or meat of the Dragon corpse, he can also resist the invasion of "famine" with the Dragon corpse.

Without a word, song Qingshu directly picked up the dark blue spear and stabbed the Dragon corpse.

"Qiang!"

Sparks splashed everywhere. The dark blue spear in Song Qingshu's hand seemed to have been cut on the iron of Wanlian God, which could not be split at all.

Song Qingshu split several times, but he couldn't shake a dragon scale. He didn't believe this evil. He picked up a dark blue spear and stabbed it directly into the mouth of the Dragon corpse.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound came, and a clear crystal fell to the ground from the mouth of the Dragon corpse. It was only as big as a knuckle, flowing and colorful, very crystal and beautiful.

Looking at this crystal from the dragon's corpse mouth, Song Qing Shu was very curious to put it in his hands.

At this time.

With a "brush", a colorful streamer was emitted from the crystal and disappeared into the body of song Qingshu.

"This is..."

Song Qingshu was surprised.

Because after the colorful streamer entered his body, he felt comfortable all over, and the true Qi sealed by invisible forces could be mobilized again. Even the ubiquitous "wasteland" dared not approach song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu could not help but feel a huge breath of life flowing into his body.

Song Qingshu can hardly believe all this. What kind of crystal is this? How can it have such a pure breath of life?

Moreover, this crystal can stop the "waste gas". No wonder there is no "waste gas" around these dragon corpses.

This crystal is crystal clear and almost dreamy. It flows out an intoxicating brilliance, as if it were a peerless treasure, which makes the palm of song Qingshu transparent.

The breath of life that poured into song Qingshu's body was pure and flawless without any impurities. The moment he didn't enter song Qingshu's body became a part of his life. For song Qingshu, who had a lot of Qi and blood, it was undoubtedly a timely help!

At this time, song Qingshu has completely recovered to its peak.

Then song Qingshu held the crystal in his hand,. He began to walk towards the top of the mountain.

On the lofty holy mountain, the female slave looked at Song Qingshu step by step, nodded to song Qingshu, and then disappeared.