Part 14 Chapter 126 Ghost Slave
Longjia Mountains.
The vast and boundless mountains are rolling and stacked on top of each other. The huge peaks rise into the sky, and the deep valleys inside are covered with withered golden dead grass, which is shattered into golden foam in the breeze and blown away by the wind, forming an orange-yellow mist that shrouds the entire mountain range.
The light swayed and shone down from the clouds, beams of white light were interspersed among the clouds, and from the distant horizon, a dozen whistling sounds came galloping, like a dozen huge black birds, anchored in the sky above the outskirts of the Longjia Mountains. The railing of the leading spaceship was engraved with many black and white fish patterns.
Click!
The hatch opened and seven or eight figures walked out.
Pangu raised his head slightly and looked at the Longjia Mountains below him, his eyes narrowed slightly. He turned his head to look at the still pale face of the Tenth Pavilion Master beside him, lowered his head, and said respectfully and humbly, "Master, leave the Longjia Mountains to me."
Under his expectant and bright gaze, Master Shige nodded calmly and gracefully. The light shone on his pale cheeks, and his delicate facial features seemed to be carved out of ice and snow, indescribably handsome and wild.
"Let's go." Pangu turned around and walked towards the Longjia Mountains. Nuwa, Fuxi, Huangdi and the other three followed him. Shaohao and the others behind him stood still, knowing that in a battle of this level, no matter how many people went, it would be useless.
Ye Chen thought for a moment and looked at Bai Yijun beside him. Their eyes met and they both smiled. Then they held each other's hands tightly and walked towards the mountains shrouded in golden mist on the invisible ground in the void.
The light shone through the gaps in the white clouds onto the clothes behind them, reflecting a faint glow.
After entering the mountains, Ye Chen clearly felt that the air around him was a little moist and had a bit of iron smell. His palm touched the golden mist, like rubbing fine sand. He frowned, then looked up at Pangu in front of him.
Pangu's knife-cut cheeks were solemn. He led the way, holding the Axe of Creation in his hand. When the golden mist passed over the axe blade, it was automatically cut apart, forming flying flocs.
Nuwa held a colorful stone in her hand, and the light shone on her beautiful face. She was as beautiful as a goddess in the mist, following Pangu closely. Beside her was the faint black and white light of the Bagua mirror, like a rotating eye, scanning the golden mist around. From the shining black and white light, you can see the rocks and vines outside the mist.
Fuxi stood under the Bagua mirror. The mirror rolled and flew above his head, turning like an eyeball to scan the surroundings for any danger.
Huangdi held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, his palm gently placed on the hilt, stroking the spiral marks on the hilt. His cold and resolute face was full of solemnity. His thick eyebrows, as sharp as daggers, flew up and down, and were gently gathered together, being strangled by the invisible danger.
The group did not walk very fast, but each step they took covered thousands of kilometers, and they quickly entered the Longjia Mountains.
"Something is coming." Bai Yijun whispered softly beside Ye Chen.
whoosh!
A pitch-black figure suddenly rushed out of the fog ahead. Its thick black hair exuded a fishy and foul smell. Its ferocious teeth were faintly visible in the fog. Its sharp claws tore through the fog and fiercely tore down towards Pangu who was in the front.
Then, with a "puff" sound, the sticky blood bloomed like a gorgeous flower.
The wolf-like beast flew backwards at an even faster speed and hit the rocks on a nearby hill hard, sinking deeply into the rocks. Its teeth and mouth were sunken in the rocks, and its teeth fell to the ground in pieces. The rest of its teeth were only barely attached to the rocks. The blood gushing from its nasal cavity dyed the entire wolf's head red.
Pangu shook off the blood stains on his hands and continued walking without stopping.
Nuwa, Fuxi and others had very natural expressions, not the slightest bit of surprise, as if they had seen something very normal, and followed Pangu closely. When Ye Chen passed by the dead wolf beast, he stared at it for a moment and found that this beast actually had the aura of a primary God Emperor!
A gleam of light flashed in his pupils, and then with a wave of his hand, he collected the wolf beast's corpse into the rune space, and ordered Hentian of the Hentian civilization to use the evolved Small Nine Cauldrons to smelt it and make it into weapons. The bones and teeth of such a ferocious beast with the strength of an elementary God Emperor can be made into sharp weapons or armor, and its fur can be made into a robe with powerful defense or a flying cloak.
The light changed at different angles, illuminating the golden misty mountain range. Ye Chen and his group were like a few black ants, walking in the mountains. They killed dozens of God-Emperor-level monsters along the way, but all were killed by Pangu's punch.
Ordinary god-level beasts, sensing the aura emanating from several people, would flee far away. Everyone compressed their body aura to the level of a peak god, so these god-emperor-level beasts would pounce on them fearlessly.
During the massacre, Ye Chen smelted the corpses of these God-Emperor-level beasts and created hundreds of sets of primary God-Emperor-level armor and weapons. Some of the large monsters could be made into two or three sets of combat uniforms, while the small ones could only make a dagger and a cloak.
As he unknowingly went deeper, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh that the Dragon Armor Mountains were worthy of being one of the four major mountain ranges in the ancient continent. On the edge of the deep peaks, there were precious medicinal herbs everywhere, many of which were used to make divine-level resurrection drugs, which could help divine-level strong men quickly recover their injured bodies and strength.
"Nine-leaf dragon grass."
"Night-light snow lotus."
"The wind burns the white flowers."
Ye Chen walked past one precious herb after another and found that they were all ingredients that could be used to make medicines that could bring mortals back to life. He couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart. With so many herbs and the rich divine power in the air around them, if spiritual civilization were stationed here, it would soon be able to make rapid progress in strength and produce a large number of powerful gods, or even powerful God Emperors!
Several figures walked along the grass on the hillside in the breeze...
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Longjia Mountains, underground.
In an enclosed golden hall, the dome is a liquid flowing golden ocean, emitting a thick aura of divine power.
"Ghost slave." A voice that seemed to come from the ancient world was calling softly from afar. With the unique magnetic charm of a man, it echoed in every corner of the hall and spread throughout.
brush!
A flash of black light suddenly appeared, like ripples on water, in the hall. It was a man in a black robe, whose face and body could not be seen clearly. The wide black robe wrapped his body tightly. He knelt down towards a diamond-shaped ice crystal above the hall and said in a low and cold voice: "Master."
"There are a few little ants coming to disturb me. Go away and let the world be quiet for a while." A majestic and distant voice said slowly.
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"Yes——" With a swish, the man in black robe disappeared.
The golden palace returned to a deathly silence. After a long time, a voice muttered to itself, "Could it be that the competition among the major worlds has already begun..."
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Ice and snow empire, Snow God Mountain.
In the cold ice hall, twelve corpses were lying in a disorderly manner, covered with black robes, like ghosts in the darkness. Each of them had a sharp yellow awl pierced through the chest. Sticky blood dripped on the sharp awl tip that pierced through the chest, dazzling and enchanting, like solidified tears.
Apart from wearing the same attire, these twelve people also had the same eyes, which were filled with deep disbelief and fear. Even the Ice Goddess, who was sitting on an ice throne carved from a whole piece of huge white ice crystal, had her eyes wide open, staring at the elegant and slender woman in black robe who was standing quietly among the corpses like a monster in front of her. Her body seemed to be frozen, unable to move, and her fingers on the armrests were trembling slightly, shaking with invisible fear.
The twelve people on the ground are the top twelve strong men in the Ice and Snow Empire.
The twelve elders are all retired commanders from the previous court. Their strength is unfathomable.
A strong man with such strength is not to be feared even in the ancient world. But just now, in the hands of the devil-like black-robed woman in front of him, he was like a fragile straw. He didn't even have time to react in a few strokes and was killed by the other party with just a charming smile.
She didn't even see when or how she made the move. She just saw blood blooming in front of her. The irresistible fear of death filled her heart, tightly gripping her blood vessels, and her breathing became difficult and heavy.
The black-robed woman's robe fluttered around her like a soft cloud. Her delicate boots made crisp sounds as they stepped on the icy floor. She stepped over the corpses one by one and walked towards the Ice Goddess on the Ice Throne, as if she was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden. Her smile was lazy and somewhat charming. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I just wanted to test them, but I didn't expect them to be so fragile. They were killed in an instant. It's so boring..."
She walked to the ice throne, stopped, and looked up at the ice goddess.
"Will you play with me more?"
She raised her hand, and the black hair that fell softly on her collarbones on both sides of her cheeks seemed to be blown up by a gust of wind, fluttering in the wind one strand at a time.
"No killing, Ji!"
The cold hall suddenly began to shake. Sharp earth spikes protruded from the ice on the ground, covering the entire hall like a hedgehog-like wall.
"I accidentally broke the formation you buried." The black-robed woman chuckled, her eyes slowly becoming cold and sharp, and she raised her hand and waved at the Ice and Snow Goddess.
Whoosh——
A needle-like yellow light shot towards the Ice and Snow Goddess, but was blocked by several suddenly raised ice walls in succession. However, it did not have any blocking effect and was instantly penetrated, piercing through the Ice and Snow Goddess on the ice throne.
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