Chapter 300 (1/2)
There are dangers everywhere in the ancient mausoleum in the starry sky. Even if it is only an earthworm, it also has the combat power comparable to the peak of human immortals!
”Here... Is the legendary immortal devil battlefield?”
Zhou Qing pondered that this place is very strange.
”Eunuch, there is still a distance from the enlightenment tree. We'd better start as soon as possible, and change will happen later.”
Qi Yao seemed to be shocked. When she reacted, she immediately said.
Zhou Qing nodded and released the deer firewood from the spirit beast bag. The momentum in the later stage of the fairyland spread to frighten many evil beasts nearby.
”Let's go.”
He and Qi Yao sat on the back of luchai, and they flew towards the core area of the battlefield according to the guidance of the ancient Ling fairy order.
According to Qi Yao, the enlightenment tree should be in the center of the battlefield.
Because it is a random transmission, if someone is lucky, it will even be directly transmitted to the side of the enlightenment tree.
So we must hurry up and get there before others!
There are at most five fruits on a enlightenment tree. I'm afraid I can't even leave a hair if I go late.
Because the ancient mausoleum in the starry sky has been opened many times, many places have been looted and become barren land.
Of course, there are also some places that have grown some fairy grasses with strange effects in the long years of 800 years.
”Boy Zhou, there seems to be something good three thousand miles ahead.”
When Zhou Qing was on his way, the voice of the mantra suddenly sounded and reminded him.
”Huh?”
Zhou Qing's eyes flashed slightly. Unexpectedly, there were really residual treasures in this messy starry sky and ancient mausoleum!
The distance of three thousand miles is only a moment for luchai.
Soon, he took two people and came to a hill.
The hill is not high, only less than 100 feet, and the whole body is dark red, as if it was soaked with blood.
It's more a mound than a hill!
On it, a glittering and translucent fairy grass carved like red agate shakes slightly, emitting a refreshing smell.
”This is... A magic blood grass!”
Qi Yao stared at the fairy grass on the hill and exclaimed.
”It is said that the magic blood grass can grow only after being watered with the blood of foreign demons. After taking it, it can wash the spirit, harden the will and enhance the resistance to the evil means!”
Looking at the magic blood grass on the mountain, Zhou Qing's eyes were calm. It was indeed a magic blood grass, and the effect was as Qi Yao said.
Normally, once this kind of grass appears, it will certainly be picked. How can it stay until now?
The age of this fairy grass is definitely more than 800 years!
”Hmm? It's actually a magic blood grass!”
Suddenly, a black light fell and turned into a cold black robed man, staring at the devil blood grass with hot eyes.
Immediately, he looked at Zhou Qing and others and wanted to speak with a grim smile.
Zhou Qing glanced at him coldly, and the deer firewood under the seat roared, and the strong momentum burst out.
Feeling the terrible smell of luchai, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his look, swallowed the angry drink from his mouth back to his belly, squeezed out a smile and looked at Zhou Qing.
”Taoist friend... This magic blood grass is of great use to me. I wonder if I can give up my love?”
If it were normal, he would have done it directly.
In the fairyland, killing and looting are common, not to mention the ancient mausoleum in the starry sky with no rules at all?
However, Lu Chai's strength made him give up the idea in an instant.
Zhou Qing glanced at him lightly and said casually, ”just help yourself.”
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, as if he couldn't believe it.
But since the other party has spoken, he doesn't want to be wordy. Anyway, take the magic blood grass first!
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man immediately jumped up and grabbed the magic blood grass on the top of the mountain.
”Eunuch, this...”
Qi Yao is a little worried. The magic blood grass is very valuable. Whether it is taken by himself or sold, how can he just give it to others?
”No harm.”
Zhou Qing raised his hand and interrupted Qi Yao's words. His eyes were staring at the middle-aged man's behavior.
According to the mantra, the growth period of this magic blood grass is at least more than 1000 years.
This proves that it grew here as early as 800 years ago.
In that case, why didn't anyone pick it?
Zhou Qing was very clear about the means of those monks who entered the ancient Mausoleum of the starry sky. There was almost no grass where they passed. Even weeds had to be pulled out, not to mention a precious magic blood grass?
There must be something strange in it!
Boom!
Sure enough, at the moment when the middle-aged man rushed up, a bloody light suddenly rose and turned into thousands of strands in the twinkling of an eye.
Before the middle-aged man reacted, his body was wrapped up layer by layer and wrapped into a big cocoon.
No matter how he struggles, he can't get out of trouble!
Click!
The next moment, the mountain cracked a hole and swallowed the bloody cocoon directly!
Qi Yao stared at the scene with cold sweat on her smooth forehead.
”It's weird!”
Zhou Qing's pupils narrowed. He knew the mountain was strange, but he didn't expect that there was such a fierce statue hidden in it!
”With magic blood grass as bait, this guy doesn't know how many people he killed!”
Now he finally understood why no one picked the magic blood grass on the mountain.
No one picked it, but everyone who picked it died on the mountain!
”This grass turned into a ogre!”
The voice of the mantra is rare and dignified.