The next day, early morning.
In the vast and empty wilderness.
After a night of silence, the plains that were supposed to come back to life as the daylight grew brighter, were filled with an oppressive aura and a dull silence in the air.
Boom!
A deafening muffled thunder suddenly exploded, and dark clouds gathered over the plains at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, the entire sky was occupied by dark clouds.
As the black clouds surged, the thunder-attributed energy between heaven and earth condensed and compressed crazily, filling the plains with an aura of destruction that seemed to be able to tear the heavens and the earth apart.
Under such terrifying power, even fifth-level experts would not want to confront it head-on.
"After working hard all night, I finally engraved this formation pattern."
And just when this breath reached its peak, a voice of relief suddenly sounded.
In the plains, Ye Yun sat cross-legged on a boulder, with an obscure and mysterious charm lingering around him.
There is a jade plate that looks like a black stone floating in front of it. This jade plate is only the size of a palm. It is dark in color and has a dim luster. It looks very ordinary. Only the ancient lines that occasionally light up can make people aware of it. It's extraordinary.
Every time that mysterious line lights up, it will cause thunder to roar in the sky, as if those thunders containing terrifying power are controlled by this jade plate.
In fact, this is indeed the case. These thunderclouds are all attracted by the formation patterns in the jade plate.
The formation pattern is different from the divine pattern. It does not have strong power in itself, but it can induce the power of heaven and earth, thereby borrowing the power of heaven and earth. It is also extremely powerful, but the difficulty of inscription is much simpler.
Putting the jade plate into the space ring, Ye Yun thought for a moment and took out some precious fine gold and iron.
The power of thunder is extremely strong, and it naturally has great restraint on the soul. But obviously, for the blood evil soul with the strength of the Great Dou Zong, just relying on a thunder formation is not enough, there must be other Only by means can we be sure.
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"Hahaha! Finally out of this ghost forest!"
In the skeletal forest near the wasteland, excited laughter sounded in the distance, and soon five figures with rich blood rushed out of the forest one after another.
These five people were two women and three men. They all exuded the powerful fighting energy waves belonging to the great fighting masters. They were not weak in strength. When they saw the endless wasteland, the fatigue on everyone's faces seemed to be reduced a bit.
If Ye Yun were here, he would be able to recognize these five people as Xihu and Meilin.
Xihu and others had obviously experienced quite a lot of danger during this period. When Ye Yun left, there were six of them, but now there were only five of them left, and all five of them were covered with paint, and there was even a scar on the wound at this moment. Blood is slowly oozing out.
"Huh? Be alert!" Mei Lin, who looked a little haggard, suddenly changed her face, "There are traces of battle here!"
They had encountered all kinds of dangers in the Bone Forest these days, and a moment of carelessness could cost them blood, so their spirits were highly tense. As soon as her words came out, the four of them were shocked, and their eyes swept around them warily. Sure enough, they found a pool of dazzling blood not far away, and a huge broken rock in the distance was scattered in all directions.
The humid air is filled with fluctuations of thunder attribute fighting energy.
Xihu pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and his sharp eyes swept around. When scanning a pile of rubble, a broken dark purple tip caught his attention.
"Purple-horned Thunder Lion?"
Xihu's pupils shrank, and he quickly stepped forward, then tightly wrapped his entire palm with fighting spirit, trying to pick up the broken horn.
And at the moment when his palm was about to touch, purple arcs suddenly burst out from the broken horn. Such violent power directly melted most of the fighting spirit in Xihu's hand.
It was foreseeable that without the protection of Dou Qi, Xihu's palm would probably turn into charcoal in an instant.
"This is...the horn of the purple-horned thunder lion!"
Xihu's movements instantly attracted everyone's attention. When they saw the broken horn blooming with purple electricity, everyone's expressions immediately changed.
The purple-horned thunder lion is a powerful magical beast with extremely rare lightning attribute talents. Its attack power is quite terrifying. As long as it grows to adulthood, it will become a third-level magical beast, and there is even a chance of breaking through to the fourth level!
At the same level, Warcraft is already much more powerful than human cultivators, and judging from the thunder attribute energy contained in this truncated horn, it is not far away from a fourth-level Warcraft!
Facing the purple-horned thunder lion, even if several people join forces, they can't get any benefits.
But now, a ferocious monster of this level was killed in such a brutal way!
Mei Lin and Qiao Ling looked at each other and saw a deep fear in each other's eyes.
Xihu frowned, took out a piece of parchment and read it for a long time, then slowly said: "According to Aps's information, the fine gold veins are guarded by several major forces in Ergang La City. Who might the Purple Horned Thunder Lion be?" He must have been killed by Master Douzong."
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately relaxed.
"Let's go, there are already several mercenary groups in front of us." Xihu calmly put half of the purple horn into the space ring, and then said to the four of them.
"Yes, let's set off now, lest those grandsons take away all the gold."
Xihu's confidant looked enviously at Xihu who accepted the purple horn, swallowed his saliva and said aloud.
The purple-horned thunder lion's horn is also priceless and a special weapon-refining material, more valuable than fine gold. Just half of it can be exchanged for a general-level skill.
Stimulated by the huge wealth, this confidant's eyes began to turn slightly red. He didn't want to waste a second and rushed towards the wasteland first. Xihu and others also followed immediately, for fear of falling behind.
Soon, several tall black towers rising from the ground appeared in front of everyone.
Seeing these tall towers recorded on the map, the joy in the eyes of Xihu and others could no longer be concealed. At this moment, the fine gold seemed to be within reach.
Mei Lin, who was following the crowd, frowned slightly. She had always been confused. If she was killed by a strong man from Ergang La City, why didn't she take the purple horn away? With the greedy character of those guys, how could they be willing to give it up...
Mei Lin's delicate body trembled suddenly, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.
Yes, the big shots in Ergang City have always been extremely greedy. Why would they suddenly allow others to get their hands on the fine gold?
And as if to verify her idea, the moment this question flashed across her mind, ferocious laughter suddenly came from the tower.
"Five more mine slaves are here, follow me!"
"Don't let anyone escape and don't kill anyone!"
boom!
Before the five people could react, a wave of tyrannical fighting spirit suddenly erupted around the wasteland. It was an imposing iron-blooded army emerging from all around. Everyone had a look of indifference on their face, holding a spear high in their hand, and they were extremely fierce. The aura rushed towards them, surrounding them.
