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"Look, there's a spring there, it's so yellow and scary!" Li Heishui pointed.

Just beside the big black river, there is a spring pond, yellow as corpse water, extraordinarily frightening, gurgling and forming a lake not far away.

"Huangquan?!" Ye Fan was startled.

"That's right, it's really Huangquan. Could it be that there is Jiuyou?" The big black dog was suspicious.

The lake formed by Huangquan is like a yellow dragon ball, and the black Styx River is like a dragon. The combination of the two forms a terrifying landscape.

"There are incredible things under this evil water, don't go there!" Ye Fan reminded, his origin technique can see the mountains and rivers, and he sensed that this place must be a terrible place.

"Immortal medicine!"

"That's right, look, there really is an immortal medicine!"

Pang Bo, Tu Fei, Li Heishui and others exclaimed, even the big black dog drooled.

In that yellow spring, a black divine grass slowly emerged, with a fragrant aroma, fragrant and fragrant.

It is shaped like a secluded orchid, with a little bit of crystal, like a black jade carved, flowing with intoxicating brilliance, ups and downs in Huangquan, and has a great aura.

Several people took a breath, and the pores all over their bodies opened, and they were refreshed, as if they had received the most holy baptism, as if they were about to lift up into the air.

"My God, it's really a mature elixir of immortality. If you can pick it, you can live another life if you eat it in your old age and life energy is dry!"

"We must find a way to pick it up. If we miss this heaven-defying sacred object, it will be a lifetime of regret."

Several people were excited. The real medicine of immortality is many times rarer than the picked tea leaves of the God of enlightenment. Only the fruit of the god of immortality produced by the ancient tea tree of enlightenment can be compared with it.

It's a pity that the divine fruit produced by the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment will fall off by itself after hanging on the branch for more than a thousand years. It is unknown whether it was picked off by the horrible creatures in the undead mountain or fell off by itself decades ago.

If you want to bloom and bear fruit again, it will take at least 5000 years to mature, and it may even exceed ten thousand years.

"Fight hard, we must get this elixir of immortality, and we will never lose it again!" Even Pangbo made such a determination.

"Wait a minute!" Ye Fan was also moved, but suddenly he thought of something.

When the peerless god king came back to life, three old monsters against the sky who lived for more than 4000 years were born, breaking the limit of the 2000-year-old lifespan of a top master, and more than doubled.

At that time, those three old evildoers once said that they were chased by the god king into the undead mountain 4000 years ago, survived the catastrophe, and ate the Nether Grass by mistake, and only survived to this day.

"This is not the medicine of immortality. It is the terrible Nether Grass. Eating it will turn the body into a rotting corpse. Only the consciousness is immortal." Ye Fan stopped several people.

He completely remembered that the three old evildoers against the sky had said that the Nether Grass was picked in a pool of yellow springs, so it should be this place.

After Ye Fan finished speaking in detail, several people gasped. Nether Grass has some properties of the elixir of immortality, but it also has terrible negative effects. This kind of thing should not be messed with.

"What a pity!" Pang Bo, Tu Fei and others were extremely regretful, and the big black dog cursed again and again.

They had no choice but to go on the road again, bypassing the Styx River and the Yellow Spring Pool far away. There are peerless and fierce places, and it makes people feel hairy after a long distance.

They didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they went far away, and the inexplicable sense of depression finally weakened.

After walking for a few miles, the vegetation decreased and the rocks increased. They entered a large area of ​​rock cliffs. The ground was dry and hard, and there were only a few sparse ancient trees.

It is very dry here, and there are boulders everywhere. A few people found several ancient caves dug by humans under a black stone cliff. The marks of the knife and axe are obvious, and they are engraved with the wind and frost of the years.

"Someone's been here!"

They found a skeleton, as crystal clear as jade, and they don't know how many years have passed, but it is still shiny and flowing, lying in front of an ancient cave.

"This must be a superb master. Most of the time he entered the Undying Mountain to continue his life, he died here."

"Hey, there is a golden token and an ancient scroll next to him, and it hasn't decayed!" Tu Da's mouth was sharp and his eyes were sharp, and he discovered the abnormality under the jade skeleton.

"Baby, after so many years, it hasn't been damaged, so it must be a good thing!" The big black dog was the first to rush forward.

Xiao Nannan pointed the way, and several people followed and came to the outside of the ancient cave.

"Chong!"

The big black dog grabbed the golden token with its big paws, it was shining brilliantly, but it was bitingly cold, and filled with endless killing intent, it was so startled that it was thrown to the ground again.

"when!"

The golden token is only the size of a palm, and there is only one ancient word on it: Kill!

The murderous intent emanating from just this one word made Heihuang, Ye Fan and others feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar, it was a little unbearable, and they were all terrified.

The killing intent is too heavy!As if it had been dyed with the blood of thousands of living beings, a single word passed through the ages, sending out endless murderous aura, almost breaking people's muscles and bones.

"Why is it more terrifying than a peerless fierce soldier? What is this?!" Pang Bo was shocked.

This is by no means a weapon, it is not branded with Dao patterns, it is just a token, but it has a killing intent that spans through the ages, and the word "killing" almost breaks the hearts of several people.

"This is an unrivaled monster!"

They are afraid of this golden token and dare not touch it easily. It seems that it has been contaminated with the blood of thousands of living beings, and the cold pierces into the bones of people.

The big black dog grabbed the ancient scroll under the skeleton, but it seemed to be frightened, and threw it out almost instantly, screaming.

"What's wrong?!" Several people all retreated.

"This is human skin... it was peeled off from the ancient sages, the immortal skin of gods that have been immortal for 10,000+ years!" The big black dog trembled.

"What, is this the skin of an ancient sage?!" Everyone was shocked.

This sage's skin has not been damaged in the slightest, and I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, but it still has a luster flowing, and it is densely engraved with small characters.

"Look quickly, what is written on it?" Several people were short of breath and restless. With so many words left by the flesh and blood of ancient sages, it must be something extraordinary.

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The sage's skin is square, can be more than a foot long, intact, crystal clear and almost transparent, with a little bit of luster, mysterious and weird, which makes people feel uneasy.

There are densely packed small characters on it, whether it is on the front or the back, there are tens of thousands of characters, and the eyesight of ordinary people can't see clearly, and the handwriting is very small.

Iron hooks and silver strokes of these ancient characters are as vigorous as dragons and snakes, as if thousands of swords are fixed on them, the skin of saints and sages reveals a crystal luster, with terrifying murderous intent to cut people's hearts and souls.

At this time, the few people seemed to be standing in an extremely cold place, icy cold, as if they were facing thousands of crying creatures, and there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of them.

Who exactly peeled off the skins of the ancient sages and refined them into paper for recording words?It is frightening, this method is cruel and terrifying.

Frightened by the killing intent on the skin of the ancient sage, the big black dog trembled with its big paws, and finally spread out on the ground, unable to even hold it. It was so terrifying.

"It's definitely not the skin of this white bone on the ground!"

Because, he has definitely not reached the realm of a sage. It is said that even if the ancient sages die, every inch of flesh and skin will not rot, and he is only left with bones.