The red sun hangs in the west, the snowy peaks are rolling, the wind is blowing, and the white clouds are billowing. Crossing the snowy mountains and sea of clouds, we reach the Kunlun Forbidden Land Nanyuan.
Nanyuan is a forbidden area in Kunlun. No one is allowed to enter without the consent of the White Emperor, the Queen Mother and the Council of Elders. The famous Immortal Tree in the wilderness is in the Langgan Forest to the north of Nanyuan.
There are many rumors about the Nanyuan and Langgan Forest circulating in the wilderness. It is said that the Nanyuan is three hundred feet deep, shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and the bottom cannot be seen. There are countless immortal grasses and sacred trees under it, and thousands of ferocious beasts lurk in it. Strange roars can be heard from the bottom of the abyss from time to time. Many rumors are either mysterious or absurd.
The only thing that is certain is that all the white emperors and saints of the Jin clan came here to become immortals.
The Langgan Forest stretches for 30 miles, and is densely covered with rare flowers and precious trees. Rare birds and animals can be seen everywhere. Together with Lingshan Mountain in the Central Plains and Pimu Diqiu in the Eastern Wilderness, it is also known as the Three Wonderful Mountains in the Great Wilderness.
Although it is not a forbidden area, it is mysterious and dangerous. No one dares to enter without the Jin clan guards to guide the way.
The immortal tree in the forest is said to have been transformed by Pangu's index finger, and it is unknown how many thousands of years it has been.
In addition to the branches, leaves, flowers, fruits, and roots that can be used to make "elixir of death", this tree also has the miraculous power of reaching the heavens and the earth and sensing gods.
Every witch doctor in the wilderness would like to gather branches, leaves, flowers and fruits under the most amazing tree in the wilderness to refine magical elixirs.
As they walked along, they saw only devastation and traces of battles everywhere. It was obvious that the heroes of the five tribes in Yaochi fought with the Black Emperor's ghost soldiers all the way and retreated towards the Immortal Tree.
Dangerous cliffs fluttered, clouds and mist burst into the air, and everyone passed through the mountain pass. Under the cover of the blue sky and snowy ridges, the jade trees and exotic flowers and grasses in the Qionglin were like a sea of five-colored clouds, undulating and shining brightly in the sunshine.
The pearl trees have cascading green leaves, hanging pearls in strings, and are as heavy as grapes. The blue and purple colors are colorful and dazzling, just like the colorful coral trees in the East China Sea.
The only difference is that these colorful jade trees are hung with various colorful and extremely poisonous snakes. They are curling up with their necks raised and spitting messages into the air.
Among the pearl trees and jade trees, all kinds of flowers and plants that have never been seen before are colorful and swaying.
Shield-crowned phoenixes, luan birds, Li Zhu birds, and six-headed tree birds spread their wings and fly through the forest. Red fairy snakes, leopards, long-tailed apes, carnivores, and elephant dragons can be seen everywhere.
Through the mist, I could vaguely see the high cliffs in front of me. The mountains were dangerous. On the edge of the cliff stood a giant thorn tree measuring hundreds of feet in diameter. Its long branches intertwined through the sky, with green leaves stacked on top of each other and thousands of stubs hanging down to the ground. .
A roar like a huge wave came from the abyss, and tens of thousands of ghost soldiers were charging towards the Immortal Tree one after another. People from the five tribes formed a defense line around the Immortal Tree, desperately resisting the ghost soldiers.
Song Xing glanced over and could see many people wearing the costumes of the nobles of the five tribes standing there. The woman in the center with luxurious clothes must be the Queen Mother of the West, the head of the Jin tribe's female immortals.
On the left and right sides of the Queen Mother of the West, various ethnic groups were divided into different camps according to the color of their clothing. Song Xing also saw many familiar faces among them.
Zhu Rong, Xing Tian, Gou Mang, Lie Yan, Chixia Fairy and other top emperor, female and god-level masters from all races have been poisoned by the poison. They sat cross-legged according to their respective races, their faces pale, and they concentrated on their luck to suppress the poison. Sometimes they would take turns to stand up and fight, killing all the corpse soldiers who had entered the defensive circle.
The Queen Mother of the West sat cross-legged and commanded calmly.
Among the heroes of the aquatic tribe, there sat an old man with a pale face, sinister eyes, a smile on his face, a skinny and short figure, and a powerful aura surrounding him.
Song Xing guessed that this person was Zhulong, the true god of the Shui Tribe who had set off countless conspiracies and conspiracies in the wilderness!
Even if they take turns to fight, these masters who once roamed the vast wilderness are now depleted of their true energy and are unable to continue. They are struggling to hold on, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans are rolling down. They are extremely uncomfortable.
The biggest difference between the Nine Nether Corpse Gu and other Gu insects is that the number and speed of its larvae hatching are directly proportional to the mind power and true energy of the parasitic human body.
The higher the mind power and true energy, the faster the Gu insects in their bodies are stimulated to hatch, and the greater the number. Therefore, Zhulong and other top masters of the five tribes suffer the most.
Those infected with the poison should not even use their true energy rashly, so as not to spawn corpse poison larvae. Once a poisonous poisonous insect is forced to hatch, five or even ten poisonous poisonous insects will be hatched immediately, and the vicious circle will increase continuously, which is really a headache. .
But at this moment, the Black Emperor, who transformed into the Ghost Emperor of Youtian, stood behind thousands of ghost soldiers, playing the flute to control the poison. The ghost soldiers attacked ferociously, and everyone had to rely on luck to resist the enemy and force the poison. They knew that they were drinking poison to quench their thirst, but there was nothing they could do.
The Black Emperor looked at the people who were struggling to support him, and said with a strange smile: "Hey, pitiful battle between trapped beasts, do you think there are reinforcements to save us? Thirty thousand Kunlun Golden Guards have become the corpse soldiers of our ghost country! "
Under the Immortal Tree, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and blood was raining profusely. The scene was miserable and cruel, like a nightmare.
The sound of the flute was eerie, piercing people's hearts. In the blink of an eye, several people screamed and went crazy, looking like crazy demons. The fighting spirit of the heroes of the five ethnic groups is low. While they are struggling to resist the Gu insects, they are fighting on their own, becoming more and more unable to resist.
Everyone was shocked and angry, yelling: "Grandma Xini, who is the turtle son? What kind of hatred do I have with you?"
The Black Emperor played the flute leisurely, paying no attention to it, with a sinister smile on his lips, and his eyes were filled with deep resentment.
"Not good!" When Song Xing and others rushed to Nanyuan, they saw exactly this scene. When they saw the faces of everyone in the scene clearly, Song Xing and Bai Di shouted at the same time.
Unfortunately, before the two of them could make any move, a sudden change occurred among the heroes of the five groups. Two figures sprang out and stamped their palms on the backs of the Queen Mother of the West and Zhu Long, who were struggling to support themselves!
The palm wind was fierce and powerful, instantly shattering the protective energy of the two people and seriously injuring them. Then Zhulong blocked it with the fire dragon staff, but it was not completely intercepted, and the residual power of the palm still penetrated.
Queen Mother Xi and Zhulong suddenly felt their energy and blood boiling all over their bodies, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The two of them looked up in shock and anger, only to see that the people who suddenly attacked were none other than the Saint of the Water Tribe, Wuslanma, and the Prince of the Tu Tribe, Ji Yuanxuan!
The two succeeded with one blow, and in an instant they escaped and disappeared among the many ghost soldiers. The speed was so fast that no one from the five tribes could react!
"What are you doing!"
The heroes of the five ethnic groups were struggling to support themselves. They relied on the command of Zhulong and Xiwangmu, who had the highest force value, to support themselves until now. Who knew that they would be stabbed in the back by Ji Yuanxuan and Wuslanma at this critical moment? Everyone was shocked and cursed. !
Ji Yuanxuan and Wuslanma hid among the ghost soldiers. When they reappeared, they were at the side of the Black Emperor. They looked at the heroes of the five groups from a distance, their eyes indifferent, as if they were looking at a dead thing.
Only Song Xing noticed that not far away, in the void deep in the South Abyss, there was an unknown thick and thick gray mist floating in the sky, blocking the sky and making it impossible to discern the reality.
It made him feel vaguely uneasy!
