Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Chapter 199 Ten Thousand Demon Mountain

At first glance, the mountains are very close, but in fact they are quite far away.

Half an hour later, Xiao Lin and Ning Fulian left the grassland and came to the front of Wanmo Mountain in the distance.

As you get closer to this mountain range, the surrounding environment also changes dramatically.

The surrounding flowers and trees are not as lush as on the grassland. They have become dark and gloomy old trees and pale withered grass.

The blue sky also gradually turned into a crippling black and purple, as if a precursor to the coming of the end.

Ning Fulian was full of self-confidence at first, but walking into this gloomy area couldn’t help but feel a little dazed, always following Xiao Lin’s back.

“This mountain is very unusual.”

“Nonsense, of course I can see it!”

When the two came to the foot of the mountain, they stopped at the same time.

What appeared in front of them was a row of gloomy steps leading to the invisible darkness.

Wanmo Mountain is thousands of meters high.

What made Xiao Lin suspicious was that this lofty mountain that stretched for eight hundred miles was all surrounded by an invisible force.

This power was not Spirit Power, nor was it the hostility peculiar to the undead, nor was it the mysterious black aura of the black-robed man, but an extraordinary power that Xiao Lin had never seen before.

At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Lin could clearly feel it.

This power did not display any danger, but seemed to seduce and seduce them, walking up the stairs and entering the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain.

Even the divine power in Venus and Hermes was never so weird, making Xiao Lin shudder.

Ning Fu Lian also had a numb scalp, and asked cautiously: “Xiao Lin, are we really going to enter this kind of place?”

“Apart from helping that person kill the beast he said, do we have other options?”

Xiao Lin shrugged and threw one of the masks to Ning Fu Lian: “Put it on and let’s go.”

“no!”

Seeing this mask, Ning Fu Lian immediately resisted, stubbornly said: “If you want to wear this, don’t you have to take off my own mask?”

“Is there any problem?” Xiao Lin wondered.

“I don’t wear it!”

Ning Fu Lian said firmly: “The butterfly mask is more important than my life. Even if I die here, even if I stay in this world forever, I will never take it off!”

“up to you.”

Xiao Lin didn’t bother to talk nonsense with Ning Fu Lian, put on his mask, and walked up the dark steps in front of him.

“You…you are really an elm bump who doesn’t understand Lianxiangxiyu!”

Ning Fu Lian threw away the mask directly, and angrily followed in Xiao Lin’s footsteps.

After walking about three hundred meters, there are no more steps in front of him, only the rugged mountain roads.

The gloomy breath emanating from the mountain is even more obvious than the feeling at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, there was no mountain breeze coming from around, but the hair and clothes of Xiao Lin and Ning Fulian were constantly blowing, and they were enveloped by a kind of cold that penetrated the bone marrow.

Xiao Lin kept frowning, fingers tightly holding the jewels on the storage ring.

The Cultivation Base is naturally rampant in the Cangwu Continent, but in this world of the dead, I don’t know where it can be.

Xiao Lin had long secretly decided that as long as there was a little bit of wind and grass around him, he would immediately sacrifice Qianjun Shengyi and Corpse King Demon Sword from the storage ring, and directly summon the undead army to destroy him.

Suddenly, Ning Fu Lian couldn’t help but exclaimed: “You…look!”

Xiao Lin frowned and turned his head to look, but his scalp numb.

On both sides of the mountain road, there are two dense rows of dark trees.

At this moment, in the darkness where the fingers could not be seen in the bushes, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared, releasing scarlet light.

Hundreds…no, thousands of eyes stared at them at the same time. This scene is no less than an unarmed lamb falling into a wolf den.

“Xiao Lin, hurry up, kill them!”

Ning Fu Lian yelled in horror, Xiao Lin had already sacrificed Magic Treasures from the storage ring, threw Qianjun Shengyi into the air, and at the same time, he clenched the corpse king’s magic sword and stabbed it heavily.

The corpse king magic sword was instantly enveloped in green smoke, and the golden chessboard turned dark green.

In the next second, the tens of thousands of undead army rushed out of the chessboard, uttered a scream, and rushed towards the woods on both sides with steel knives.

“Wow!”

Ning Fu Lian was suddenly surprised: “I didn’t expect you to have such a hand? There is an army hidden in the chessboard!”

“This is not a simple army.”

Xiao Lin smiled and said, “This is an army of undead skeletons, invulnerable to swords and guns, invading water and fire, injuring or dying, invincible and invincible.”

“Before they kill the enemy, they will never give up.”

The skeleton army rushed all the way, and there were bursts of shouts of killing and the sound of iron collisions in the woods.

However, after only half a minute, the killing sound disappeared.

The scarlet eyes in the surrounding woods still emit red light, not less than half of them.

However, none of the skeleton army who was summoned by Saint Yi of the Thousand Army came back.

Under Xiao Lin’s unbelievable gaze, the Qianjun Shengyi in mid-air fell to the ground with a cry, the corpse king demon sword lay on one side, and the golden chessboard changed from dark green back to golden yellow.

“This… this is impossible!”

Xiao Lin’s eyes widened in astonishment, his face was full of disbelief: “Could it be that the skeleton army has been annihilated?!”

At the Tomb of the Living Dead, these ten thousand skeleton soldiers were unstoppable, and they directly pushed the two god-tier kings Venus and Hermes to despair.

Facing these blood-red eyes in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, they only persisted for half a minute before they were all wiped out?

Ningfu said with pity, “Xiao Lin, what should we do now?”

“What to do? Run!”

Xiao Lin’s heart tightened, and the Qianjun Shengyi and the Devil Sword of the Corpse King returned to the storage ring, and the wind ran under his feet.

Ning Fu Lian was startled slightly, and hurriedly chased him, not daring to follow Xiao Lin’s footsteps at all.

As the two ran all the way, the red eyes in the woods began to tremble and let out a stern roar.

“Help us!”

“Help us!”

These red-eyed roars were so miserable, they seemed to be crying and pleading.

But Xiao Lin and Ning Fu Lian didn’t dare to stop at all, and escaped hundreds of miles as soon as they fled.

“Xiao Lin, there is a cave there!” Ning Fu Lian shouted anxiously.

Xiao Lin turned his head to look intently, and there really was a cave standing halfway up the mountain. Inside it was so dark that he could not see his fingers, but there were no traces of red eyes.

“Okay, let’s go and hide!”

Xiao Lin grabbed Ning Fu Lian’s hand, leaped forcefully with both feet, and rushed into the cave.

After rushing into the cave, thousands of eyes around him stopped wailing, and the red light released gradually dissipated.

Xiao Lin just breathed a sigh of relief, and Ning Fu Lian’s scream came from beside him.

“Coffin…coffin!”