Rune Master

After the discussions were fruitless, a group of elders teamed up to first transport all the demon cultivators to the ground from the big hole opened in the blood pool's zenith.

Once outside, the atmosphere was obviously different, the most obvious being the sudden drop in temperature, which made all the monsters stand on end.

"My God, what happened here?" All the elders were dumbfounded.

Where did the changing terrain, the bone mountains rising from the ground, and the bone beasts and bone soldiers who sensed their movements and were attacking come from?

"Be careful!" The elder of the Silver Wolf Clan roared sharply, turned into a wolf shape, and rushed straight into the bone soldiers who came in a group.

The two collided, and the resentment buried deep in the bones emerged, radiating out in fluff, entangled around Silver Wolf.

"Is it because of the seal?" The elder of the Qilin clan looked solemn.

The elder of the Phoenix Clan shook his head, and murmured, "It seems like the cemetery itself has changed." After saying that, with a wave of his long sleeves, the wind and fire manifested in the void, scattered into jumping fiery red particles all over the surroundings, entangled with those annoying resentments.

Strange to say, the resentment above the cemetery is difficult for others to notice except for those with keen senses, but those hidden in the bones are different.

It was probably refined by bone soldiers, mixed with heterogeneous forces, not pure resentment. After being scattered by the elders of the silver wolf tribe, the resentment was as black as ink, visible to the naked eye.

"Because of the cemetery?" The elder of the Tiger clan stared, "There is no such precedent in the century-old records of the cemetery in the clan."

Be it Bone Mountain or Bone Soldiers and Bone Beasts, they are all major changes in the cemetery. If they happened in the past, it is impossible that there was not a single word of record left.

"You protect the person well, and wait for me to come out." Elder Qilin sat on the ground, and something appeared in his palm.

"This is the Bu Jia of the Turtle Clan?" the elder of the Phoenix Clan looked over and asked in surprise.

The palm-sized tortoise shell is not an ordinary shuttle shape, the surface is brownish, the edges and corners are not very clear, and the shape is almost round.

Different from ordinary tortoise shells, ordinary tortoise shells have two openings at the front and back, where the head and tail are zoomed in. The one that the elders of the Qilin tribe took out has only one opening.

"They are actually willing to lend you this?" The voice of the elder of the Bird Clan was sharp and surprised.

"When I brought people in, I went to the Turtle Clan to ask for a divination." The elder of the Qilin Clan said, "But you also know that the relationship between our two clans is not harmonious because of the incident with the Holy Son of our clan."

"They didn't tell me the result of that day." The Qilin clan elder said coldly, "They just gave me this 500-year divination armor."

The elders were stunned, and the elders of the Snake Clan hesitated, "What did they see, so they handed this thing over to you?"

The elder of the Qilin tribe shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

Most of the people of the Turtle Clan are chattering, and they don't borrow things simply, and the relationship between the two clans is not good, so they didn't ask much when they took the things.

Thinking about it now... the elder of the Qilin tribe looked at the youths of the monster tribe lying all around him, and regret flashed in his eyes.

If he knew that this happened, he would have to ask those turtles out of their shells to find out what they said that day.

But things have happened, regretting is useless.

The elder of the Qilin clan sighed in a low voice, put his mind on the divinatory armor, held it with both hands and shook it.

"I said." The elder of the Phoenix Clan said worriedly, "I borrowed the thing, you know how to use this thing? Can you solve it?"

Since it is the divinatory armor of the Turtle Clan, naturally only their Clan can use it smoothly, let alone solve the lottery.

Especially the lottery, the difference is a thousand miles away, it's not that no one in their demon clan tried it at the beginning, but the final result, compared with the Shougui clan's own family, makes you doubt the demon life every minute.

The elder of the Qilin tribe didn't answer, he just shook his armor. In fact, he was also beating a drum in his heart, but so many people around him were staring at him eagerly, so he couldn't show it.

The elders of the silver wolf tribe are still dealing with bone soldiers and bone beasts. Due to the large number, coupled with the sinking of resentment and the thinning of the surrounding energy, they gradually fell to the bottom. The other elders had no choice but to join the battlefield.

The elders of the Phoenix clan and the elders of the Snake clan did not move, standing beside the elder of the Qilin clan to protect him.

Bu Jia shook it a few times, but did not hear the expected sound similar to the impact of copper coins. The elder of the Qilin tribe was stunned, turned the only hole in the turtle shell to his direction, shook his hands, and threw it vigorously.

"Pa-ta." What came out was a stick. The material was made of ordinary bamboo. There were a lot of small characters engraved on it. The scratches were very light. It seemed that it had just been engraved with a knife.

The elders of the Phoenix Clan and the elders of the Snake Clan leaned over their heads, "What's written on it?"

The elder of the Qilin tribe picked up the stick and looked at it carefully, and said with relief, "Let's go to the tomb guards."

……

The huge bone mountains that are exposed one after another are connected to the Sifang Mountains. There is almost no flat land in the field of vision. The sword rises and flies in the staggered canyons. The bone beasts and bone soldiers appear and disappear.

Flying over an ancient mountain, the place where the neck of the long-necked monster was bent was passing by.

Most of its body and head were buried in the ground, and the sixth and seventh joints of the neck were broken, forming a twisted angle. Seen from a distance, it looked like a bone arched gate.

Ling Yi and Jian Lao each wielded their swords and hid in the curved space of the bone door. The shadows cast from above just covered their figures, and the seclusion tended to be perfect after restraining their aura.

"Xiao Linzi, how far is it to meet someone?" Jian Lao sat on the flying sword, his posture slightly timid.

As early as a few days ago, Ling Yi told him that he had found Jing Chen's direction, but after walking down these days, what he saw was still bone mountain, bone mountain... still bone mountain.

Oh, by the way, there are all kinds of bone soldiers and bone beasts that appear and disappear, but the size of the mountain is too big, and he completely ignores the little guys behind.

Well, these are trivial matters. To sum up, if Mr. Jian had to say a word to Ling Yi right now, it would definitely be——I really believed you!

If he had known this before, he might as well have taken advantage of the opportunity of the Bone Mountain to visit a few more great demon cemeteries, maybe he could get some inheritance.

Jian Lao rolled his eyes and saw that Ling Yi hadn't said a word, so he shook his eyelids, "Why don't you lend me your little snake to find the way?"

Although he doesn't pay attention to the bone soldiers and bone beasts below, but there are too many ants and they can kill the elephant.

Compared with the big men of the two of them, it is obvious that Ming Lie, who is full of monsters and has a talent for restraining breath, is more suitable to take the lead in this mutated cemetery.

Of course, this decision also brought a bit of boredom, and the thought of looking for something to amuse was in it. Jian Lao didn't know what to say about this kind of thing.

Ling Yi took a look at Jian Lao, his careful thoughts were clearly revealed, and he had met him several times along the way.

"Hmm." Ling Yi responded casually, and there was no further text.

With peace of mind, Minglie continued to hide in Ling Yi's cuff and pretended to be dead.The sinking of grievances has a great impact on various races, but the situation with him is a bit strange.

I don’t know if it’s because he devoured dragon balls and keel bones during the advanced stage, which caused some strange changes in his blood. Instead of affecting him, these annoying grievances did not affect him, but after absorbing them, they were slightly improved. To the sky level impact.

So Ming Lie pretended to be a quail even more diligently, and was unmoved by Jian Lao's repeated provocations one after another, and continued to consolidate his cultivation.

If Ling Yi didn't answer, Jian Lao would be out of the loop. In fact, he had experienced this kind of situation more than once or twice during the ten years he stayed in the other party's sea of ​​consciousness.

It's still the same pleasing face with paralyzed face, always capable of choking people speechless, making people itch with anger.

Renovating on the spot, Ling Yi checked the relationship with Jing Chen carefully, and finally showed mercy and spoke again, saying to Old Jian, "One day at most."

The old man didn't realize it at first, and then he laughed loudly, took out a roast chicken from the storage ring and gnawed on it, and said vaguely, "It's not easy for you, a big Buddha, to speak, but Xiao Jingzi made it interesting."

Ling Yi lowered his eyes silently, "Well, I think so too."

Jian Lao, "..." took a bite of the roast chicken in his hand, glanced at the little snake that had come out of Ling Yi's sleeve, and stared, "It's quite lively now." Pulled off one Throw the chicken legs over.

Ming Lie opened his mouth wide and swallowed it in one gulp. The bright red snake letter brushed past his mouth and shook his head.How could one leg be enough? I didn't even taste the taste when I ate it too fast!

Glancing back at Ling Yi who was sitting quietly, Ming Lie kept his body straight, turning into an afterimage, and pounced on Mr. Jian—the unfinished roast chicken in his hand.

That speed is really fast, the distance between the two is at least five meters, but the time to move is less than a blink of an eye, and it is desperate to eat one bite.

However, Jian Lao is faster, his shots are as fast as lightning, and his skinny hands don't have much flesh. At first glance, they look more like claws, but they are extremely powerful. He pinches Ming Lie's vitals and throws them aside.

A parabola in the air, accompanied by a scream.

Jian Laojie laughed and said, "It was you who bumped into my hand. Go and find out the land within a radius of ten miles around here before giving it back. I will keep the remaining leg for you."

Ming Lie, who was about to counterattack, suddenly fell silent, fell to the ground, twisted his body, and crawled to the distance in a rustle. A few bone soldiers swaggered past at a place far away from him.

For a moment, the two of them were left, and the two sides were silent and there was no movement. Jian Lao looked at Ling Yi's paralyzed face, curled his lips, and lost the interest in teasing.

When he was a spirit body, it was fine for him to babble, but now that he has come out and has a real body, it would not be too cheap to babble. He also has the restraint and integrity of being a venerable.

The people next to him calmed down, Ling Yi was a little surprised, he looked at Jian Lao lightly, and was stared back by the other party, he looked away as if nothing had happened, happy to be quiet.

Ming Lie came back quickly, twisting his body through the newly grown weeds on the ground.

The scales on the surface of the skin grazed the roots of the grass, making no sound at all, and the target went straight to the leg in the old sword's hand.

Ming Lie opened his mouth, his small mouth turned into a bloody mouth, and he swallowed Jian Lao's hand and most of the roast chicken with chicken legs in his hand.

Old Jian, "...can you show some face to the one leg you agreed upon?"

Ming Lie snorted, looking at Jian Lao with a pair of small eyes.You said it yourself, I didn't agree, anyway, I came back from the investigation, and this chicken is mine.

It doesn't matter if you don't give it, if you don't let it go, even your hand will be swallowed!

Dare to threaten others, Jian Lao smiled angrily, then saw Ling Yi's appearance of nothing to do with him, gritted his teeth and said, "It's best to pray that the news you bring back is useful, otherwise I'll chop you up and make snake soup."

Ming Lie shrank back, swallowed the roast chicken, and slipped it back into Ling Yi's sleeve, and then a voice came out, "There are only a few bone soldiers and bone beasts scattered around, but I saw a group of people, their appearance It's kind of weird."

"Cultivator?" Ling Yi said.

Ming Lie shook his head and denied, "It's not like, they have the wrong breath, and their clothes are also strange. They look like people living in a cemetery."

This news is a bit interesting.

The cemetery is barren and filled with resentment. It takes some time for cultivators to get used to entering. How can those who are not even cultivators survive in it?

Suspicious about Ming Lie's words, Ling Yi and Jian Lao looked at each other, and without waiting for a rest, they got up and moved towards the team they had detected.

The bone teeth pierced the ground, and gray crystal-like flowers condensed on the surface, which looked like a tree from a distance.When there are many, it becomes a forest.

Looking over, there is a group of people passing through the woods.

The two men and the snake stopped far away and set up an ambush.

According to Ming Lie, although the team members didn't have the aura of ordinary cultivators, judging from his perception, they possessed strength close to the Xuan level.

In other words, the other party should have a completely different cultivation system.

And their mental power is very special, it seems that they can respond to the grievances around them, and help them expand their mental power and increase the sensing range, so they can't get too close.

It was the same before, if it wasn't for Ming Lie's unique hermit talent skills, he might have been discovered.

"Huh?" Jian Lao lightly said, "I seem to have seen such a dress before."

Ling Yi turned his head sideways, and his eyes fell on the clothes of the team.

The bone armor is somewhat similar to the bone soldiers wandering around, and the unconscious ghouls in the seal.

It's just that the clothes on this team are more refined, and they follow the requirements of the clothing refiner to protect every part of the body in place.It's not like a corpse soldier who randomly finds a few bones to build up. The feeling of one piece is like melting all the bones and then putting them into a mold to solidify.

This sudden feeling made both Ling Yi and Jian Lao look a little subtle.

Can things like bones really melt and then solidify?

Artifact refining is really a science, and we sword repairers don't understand it.

Then focus back on what Jian Lao said.

Ling Yi said bluntly, "When did we meet? Before we met in the big sword?"

It was at that moment, otherwise, after they came out of the big sword, they walked together all the way, there was no reason for Jian Lao to see it, but he didn't notice it.

Jian Lao tapped his head, stared at the group of people in front of him for a while, his eyes flickered slightly, and said quietly, "Earlier than that."

"How early?"

"Seven or eighty years."

Ling Yi, "..." paused, "It's rare that you still remember."

Jian Lao slapped his thigh, "Can I forget it!" muttered, "If it wasn't for that time, I wouldn't have to rebuild and change my body."