Chapter 1405 (1/2)

North of the valley.

In the hinterland of a jungle, the ancestor of Qingyuan led four infant monks of Nanlu, who were fighting with a giant black bear.

The black bear is about seven or eight hundred meters high. It's covered with black iron armour. It's like a black gem. It's pleated and bright. It can spit out blue flames. It's extremely powerful.

Under the siege of five yuan infantile monks, the black bear was scarred.

The strength of this ancient black bear beast is probably at the top of level 8, less than level 9. Facing the siege of five yuan infantile monks, it can't bear it.

”Death!”

The old ancestor of Qingyuan drank coldly, flexed his fingers and flicked. Two blue flying swords flew out of his sleeve robe and turned into two dazzling blue lights. They rose to hundreds of meters in the face of the storm, and then flew to the neck of the black bear.

The black bear roared and tried to hold out his huge palm to defend the sword light, but it was too late.

I saw two huge sword lights, facing the neck of the black bear and cutting back and forth.

”Pooh!”

Just like cutting watermelon, black bear's head was cut in two and rolled down in the forest. It was killed by the air, and a layer of blood rain was flying in the air.

See, the other four yuan infantile monks take a breath of cold air. Kill this ancient black bear with only two swords. The strength of the old ancestor of Qingyuan is terrible.

”Brother Qingyuan is amazing. I admire him!”

”Ha ha, it's my honor to be in the same team with brother Qingyuan!”

Several monks in the first half of the year began to compliment each other.

The old ancestor of Qingyuan was still a little proud of it, and said quietly: ”several Taoist friends praised it. The strength of the ancient beasts in the valley can't be underestimated, even though there are many stronger ancient beasts than the black bear in the funerary mountain. Everyone should work together.”

”Good!”

Not long ago, five yuan babies, such as the ancestor of Qingyuan, came out of the jungle.

The fog outside the jungle gradually disappeared. Five yuan infantile monks showed their spiritual skills and could barely see the prospect of buried Soul Mountain tens of thousands of miles away in the middle of the canyon.

I saw a huge mountain running through the sky, surrounded by clouds, with amazing momentum.

However, it is surprising that there is a lot of black gas in the buried Soul Mountain, which seems to have escaped from the center of the mountain, resulting in the whole mountain looking gloomy, and it seems that there is something terrible hidden in it.

”Is that the burial mountain?” The ancestor of Qingyuan shrunk his eyes, showing his thoughtful expression.

”Eh, why is it different from the description in ancient books? How can the buried Soul Mountain escape so much black air?” The brow of an old man in the middle of the first baby is frowned.

”It doesn't have to be true, or maybe it's different times. It seems that the black gas from the buried Soul Mountain is Yin Qi and evil Qi. We should be careful. ” Another friar in the golden robe said, stroking his beard.

”When you go to the mountain, you will know. This mountain is an ancient battlefield. Maybe there are a lot of strange treasures waiting for us, and we will surely get something. ” The old ancestor of Qingyuan said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the spirit of the other four yuan infantile monks shocked and showed their expectation.

Five people continue to make their way. The team of the ancestors of Qingyuan is the fastest moving one. No accident, it should be the first team to enter the funerary Soul Mountain.

The abyss of the earth.

After half an hour, the injury in Shen Lang's body is recovering at an amazing speed. Xiao Rou is surprised and happy.

Originally, the golden flame beating at the center of the deep wave eyebrows became more compact and bright, and the golden flame became as dense as quicksand!