Chapter 247

Far away from the sea of ghosts, Shen Shi ascends the stairs and steps on the ladder of light. With the dragon in his arms, Shen Shi walks towards the top of the lonely peak step by step.

In front of the altar, all the lights were covered with the most green light, just like a pillar on the top of the sky.

The light ladder at the foot is unexpectedly strong, and there is no shaking on it. It's just that the strange light ladder is transparent. When people go to a high place and look down occasionally, they will feel dizzy, as if they will fall down from the air and fall to pieces in the next moment.

The shrill howling sound of ghosts still reverberated in every corner of the town. Shen Shi suddenly had a strange illusion in his heart, as if there was only one living person left in the whole world, and everything around him was the world of ghosts.

The spirit of death swept across the earth, and heaven and earth fell apart. The Hongmeng continent split into boundless cracks, and reached the land of the nine secluded earth.

In addition to the cold, or cold, the world seems to have no more life, there are only ghosts and ghosts roaring and killing furiously.

He even felt that his heart was frozen, and a sense of despair poured into his heart. There was no love in his life. Maybe it was better to die Suddenly, a warm and mellow feeling suddenly surged into his chest and dispelled the inexplicable chill. Shen Shi's body trembled and suddenly woke up. However, he found that he had already hung one foot out of the light ladder, only half a step away, and was about to fall.

Shen Shi's body can't help shaking for a moment. He quickly takes back his steps, falters, and kneels on the edge of the light ladder with dangerous hands and feet. Only in this way can he keep his balance.

He gasped and was still in shock. He didn't know why he had just fallen into such a terrible illusion. Moreover, the strange illusion was silent and there was no sign at all. It was really creepy. After a pause in place for a while, he subconsciously lowered his head and looked into his arms. The drop of dragon blood was still lying peacefully between his arms. The warmth from the drop of blood was just the familiar taste.

Obviously, it was this drop of dragon blood that saved his life just now. It seems that it has condensed the dragon blood of the ancient dragon elite. It really has the effect of cracking and restraining the ghost means here. No wonder the Yin dragon was able to subdue the ghost.

Shen Shi calmed down. When he was a little calm, he bit his teeth silently, looked up at the top of the mountain, and then continued to walk up.

On the thick and bright soft surface of the dragon's real blood, it reflects the continuous red light. Gentle warmth comes from the blood drops. Between the huge abyss and the tall and straight solitary peak, the tiny figure is walking step by step, looking so lonely.

"Witches and ghosts are born from the evil spirits of the underworld. They like the spirit of the evil spirits of the underworld most, and it is the best way to restore their way of life. Now, if you make up for it a little bit, you can only restore the vitality of the past. It's just that witches and ghosts are not the same as ordinary ghosts and ghosts. Flesh and blood are not very suitable supplements for them. At most, they can only help them recover to 50% of their original ways and deeds, and then they are almost useless. "

"However, the dragon's real blood is different. It is the only kind of flesh and blood elites in the world that can be beneficial to witches and ghosts. Once it hears about it, it will not let it go."

The deep and old voice of the old dragon seemed to reverberate in Shen Shi's heart when he ascended the stairs. The murmur in the dark cave was the first conversation between them in their lives, but they inexplicably delivered such a heavy task.

Perhaps, after all, the old dragon oil lamp dry.

Perhaps, after all, there is no other way.

Or maybe he just looks at Xiaohei.

Shen Shi didn't quite understand the meaning of the Taigu dragon, but he could hear it clearly, and he did know that he had no better choice than to listen to the old dragon's words and fight hard in the zhenhun abyss surrounded by thousands of ghosts.

Even if it seems so dangerous.

Yes, the way that Lao long told Shen Shi in his ear even made people feel unreal:

"take out the dragon's blood, climb the solitary peak, and try to get close to the altar, there will be a skeleton pattern, which is the decoration of witches and ghosts. But if you look at the skeleton's left eye carefully, you will find that there are slight jagged uneven inside the eye socket, which looks like a crack with age, but it's not true In fact, it is a very hidden dragon pattern. "

"That's the last thing I left behind."

"All you have to do is to touch this drop of dragon blood on the hidden dragon pattern, and it must be the real body of the witch ghost, that is, when the red giant egg is still on the altar. Otherwise, you will die. "

"The nature of witches and ghosts is suspicious, cruel and cunning. Although they don't know my arrangement, it's really dangerous and difficult for ordinary people to do it. Whether they can succeed or not depends on God's will."The low voice of words seemed to be like the tide in Shen Shi's heart, surging again and again. It was in this low voice that he finally walked slowly through the light ladder and stepped on the top of the lonely peak for the first time.

It seems that the miserable green light here is weaker than that under the zhenhun abyss. It should be because the white light entangled with the green light and neutralized slightly, which also made the pressure of the invisible spirit of death slightly relaxed. In front of the altar on the top of the mountain, there were four people, three of whom were dead. They were the Hou family and their son Hou Yuanliang. They had all been sucked up and died miserably.

And on one side there's another It seemed that the two people could not stand there without a trace, and their eyes were still.

Shen Shi took a look at the three dead people on the ground and Hou Sheng on the other side. For a moment, he felt that he was separated from the rest of the world. But at this moment, after all, it's not the time for emotion. He didn't want to feel these things. He quickly looked away and looked at the most prominent place on the top of the lonely peak.

It's an altar, an altar that worships, or once "imprisons" the real body of witches and ghosts.

Originally, the bright white light column has been completely suppressed by the black light emitted by the black crystal. It is scattered and disorderly, with only a few weak and slender lights hanging down tenaciously. It seems that it is still persistent to complete the mission entrusted by the former master, but it seems that it has a sense of desolation.

And the skeleton that came up before, now has already stepped on the altar, standing in front of the red giant egg.

In front of it, the red giant egg seemed to be excited all of a sudden. Countless strange tentacles appeared on the surface. It trembled and wriggled slightly in mid air, and floated slowly towards the white skeleton of the skeleton.

The skeleton grinned with a terrible grin, and gently caressed the surface of the huge egg with his hand, as if he were a lover separated for many years. Then, it turned around, the ghost fire in its eyes suddenly lit up, and an inexplicable scream burst out from the giant egg. The twisting speed increased dozens of times, and the shape of it was suddenly like a wave of water, like soft mud, attached to the skeleton.

Shen Shi holds dragon blood in his arms and stares at this strange and strange scene. He is shocked to see that when the soft mud replaced by the red giant eggs pours on the skeleton, a stream of white smoke comes up. The white hard skeleton is almost corroded in an instant.

However, the skeleton let his bones gradually be swallowed by the "soft mud", and still stood still. At the same time, the ghost fire in his eyes coldly looked at Shen Shi and the drop of dragon blood in his arms.

Only one look, the eyes of the witch ghost seemed to be inseparable from the drop of blood.

"Ju, long, Zhen, Xue..."

These four words came out slowly from the skeleton's mouth. For some reason, Shen Shi felt that his voice seemed to tremble. It was quite different from the time when he talked with Lao long just now in zhenhun yuan. It even made people feel a little painful.

Perhaps, it is because of the strange things that happened on it at this time. The "soft mud" produced by the red giant egg has swallowed up most of the skeleton, leaving only half of the chest and neck. The skull has not been submerged, but it seems that the skeleton doesn't care, just staring at the drop of dragon blood in Shen Shi's hand.

"Take, pass, come..." The skeleton said word by word, looking down at Shen Shi.

Shen Shi's eyes twitched slightly. He felt that his heart beat faster. But there was no difference on his face. He even lowered his head slightly as if he was afraid. Then he held the dragon's blood carefully and walked forward.

The distance between the altar and him was not too far. It looked like there were only more than ten steps. Shen Shi walked forward step by step. He only felt that his heart beat faster with each step.

The skeleton stood coldly on the altar, letting the strange mud burn and corrode his skeleton, watching Shen Shi come slowly.

Finally, Shen Shi came to the altar.

This process is so simple and smooth that Shen Shi can't believe it. He had thought about thousands of possibilities in his heart, including the worst result that once he reached the top of Gufeng, the dragon's blood was snatched directly by the witches and ghosts. He had thought about it in his heart, but he never expected that he would go so easily to the altar.

At the moment, it seems that there is only one last step left from what Lao long said.

Suddenly, with a look of awe and fear, he knelt down in front of the altar and lowered his head. With a slightly trembling voice, he said in a loud voice: "the wizard king is here. I, I offer dragon blood and beg for my life..."

In the voice of words, his eyes on his drooping face were instantly clear, looking at the altar, looking for the skeleton pattern and the last hidden dragon pattern.However, his body suddenly froze, his eyes seemed to be frozen in an instant, with a bit of astonishment and incredible confusion, because in front of him, there was a fist size skeleton pattern on the stone surface in front of the altar.

But it's not one. It's ten skeletons arranged in a row, with a few inches apart.

Ten skeletons

looks as like as two peas of ten skeletons.

Shen Shi was completely stunned in this moment, and his mind was blank. At the same time, the cold voice of the witch came from above the altar. This time, the voice had recovered to its original state, and no longer felt trembling. Every word seemed to be filled with a breath of death, which shrouded Shen Shi's body:

"present the dragon's blood!"

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