Mo Yingge didn't care, let him complete the task first, and just leave it to them.
"He was surprised when he saw us." Ding Yumian's voice whispered in Mo Yingge's ear.
"Yes, I know." Mo Yinge watched Bai Xu leave, and took a long time to look back.
She knew that Yu Mian's surprise was not surprise in the ordinary sense, but more like a surprise with caution and dissatisfaction. In other words, he was not very happy to see Mo Yingge and the others.
However, this may be related to his mission, which makes sense.
Bai Xu's Ghost Blade Slash was very powerful. It was obvious that it was a kind of transcendent power that belonged to him. Unfortunately, he could only suppress the land of the dead for a while, and then, as if some switch had been touched, more and more violent deaths came. Anger, resentment, and murderous intent were aroused.
Zhao Manyan used light magic to try to dispel these evil spirits, and Ding Yumian also helped to reveal the light constellations. Unfortunately, both of them were still at high-level cultivation in the light system, so the effect was not great, and it only made the air a few hundred meters away a little cleaner.
Mo Yinge shook her head, and the whole body was bright. The soft and warm holy light spread all the way to a thousand meters away. A bright holy golden light wheel slowly rose from behind her. The power contained in each rotating fluorescent light was Not inferior to any high-level magic, they seemed to be full of curiosity about the world, breaking free one by one and flying around.
Hundreds of thousands of fluorescent lights were like fireflies, swaying their narrow tails of light, spreading divine light, illuminating this dark little world bit by bit.
"Holy Nebula·The Light of Purification!!"
Mo Yinge's actual ability in the light system far exceeds her superficial cultivation level. Not to mention the second and third levels of super level, even those who are super-full or even at the top cannot suppress her in the pure light system!
Her light system was so pure and holy that she seemed to be detached from this world, and her transcendent power penetrated the holy plane. As soon as those resentful dead souls saw the Holy Nebula, they melted away like white snow in spring.
After all, this is not a holy land for the dead like the ancient capital, nor does it have a figure like the ancient king to rule it. It is just because of an accident that the souls of the dead who have been silent for thousands of years are released. Those grievances, evil spirits, and evil spirits are rootless, not to mention the bones. The dragon also took most of it away.
After eliminating these ghosts on the periphery, Mo Yinge led the people up the stone mountain.
The magic elements on the stone mountain are extremely chaotic, but there is an admirable force that seems to be suppressing it.
Mo Yingge stopped and looked at the low stone mountain from a distance. There was something on the top of the mountain that distorted the space, forming a special chaotic elemental domain. It was swallowing a large amount of various magical elements, and the fog at the bottom of the mountain also came from It came out of there.
The higher you go, the more pressure your body will bear. The violently chaotic elemental realm makes it difficult for magicians to control external elements. It also greatly oppresses the body. The distorted space will make people feel at a loss. This kind of power is like that of God. Suppression, far beyond the pressure of ordinary monarch-level demons.
Among the people present, only Mo Yingge could completely ignore it. Mo Fan relied on his demon-strengthened body to resist, and Ding Yumian relied on her tenacity to resist. The others were not able to withstand it, even if they were strong. Miss Sharman can't do it either. After all, people live in water, so they can't embarrass others too much.
Halfway up the mountain, the others couldn't hold on any longer. Mu Bai, for example, was very weak when he came back from the dark plane, and classmate Xiao Zhao was also sweating. When Mo Yingge saw this, he asked them to rest first.
After walking for a while, Mo Fan and Ding Yumian began to lose their strength. One could not withstand the mental pressure, and the other could not withstand the physical pressure.
"You should go down and accompany them first. There is something weird here. I can deal with it alone." Mo Yingge said to them.
"How can that be done? I can still keep going up." Mo Fan was unhappy. How could he say no?
"I'm a little worried about taking you with me." Mo Yinge reached out and patted his shoulder gently, almost pushing Mo Fan to the ground, just talking back.
On the last section of the road, only Mo Yingge could easily go up.
Her black short boots stepped on the black stones. She looked around, trying to see something, but found nothing.
No matter how it looks, it looks like a very ordinary stone mountain.
Mo Yinge walked around randomly, but found that there were only stones on the Calamity Peak and no other traces of life.
The higher you go, the darker and more oppressive it becomes. After the magic elements are absorbed into another space, the light from the outside world is distorted.
There is no vitality and vitality, let alone the color and glow of the mountain.
He was used to seeing dynamism, but this bleakness of death brought a different feeling to Mo Yingge.
Mo Yinge's steps gradually took on a certain rhythm. The twisted space on the top of the mountain did not stop her steps, but gradually stabilized under her steps.
"The black road, leading to an unknown little plane?"
Mo Yingge's pretty eyebrows raised slightly, and she finally felt a little more interested.
At this stage of her life, it is hard for ordinary things to impress her. Only such unknown things can arouse her interest.
The power of chaos interfered with the distorted space here, invisible sound waves spread into the unknown realm, and the path of space opened up under her feet.
She continued to walk at an unhurried pace, until at a certain moment, she saw a light shining in the distance in front of her, and an orange-yellow slanting shadow fell in front of her.
The corners of Mo Yingge's lips raised slightly, but then quickly disappeared.
The sunset is bleak, but dusk is even darker.
It's not sunlight, but a dim brilliance similar to the setting sun, which seems to barely hang on the horizon, bringing a trace of light without warmth to the world.
Like a flickering light, it only retains the aura of decay.
Mo Yingge didn't like it very much, so he exhaled softly and walked on.
She walked into the orange slanting shadow and moved forward step by step. A scene slowly appeared in front of her eyes.
The dry land is littered with corroded weapons, armor, iron tools, and tall, long but dilapidated city walls, which are filled with dilapidated buildings covered in dust.
The ancient historical scroll slowly unfolded in front of her eyes. This was a fragment that had never been recorded in history books, but it was the life of some people who expressed their heartfelt feelings.
Moyingge walked to the end and saw a towering cliff.
The cliff was like a silent barrier, seeming to prevent something from going deeper, but it couldn't stop her.
She appeared on this dry land. There were countless dense cracks on the land. The smallest could fit a person into, and the largest seemed to connect to the abyss.
Mo Yinge had seen this scene before. It was in the land of Northern Xinjiang. He didn't know whether the master and the disciple had repaired the environment there.
He leaned over and picked up a piece of bone with a metal arrow stuck on it. Without using any force, they all turned into powder and fell on the dry ground.
Looking around, except for the cliff behind him, there is an endless edge line that can be seen in other directions, making it difficult to predict the size of this place.
Mo Yingge knew that it was the boundary blurring effect of space. In fact, it was not as big as it seemed.
There are strange shapes of white bones, remnants of soldiers with broken armor can be seen everywhere, there is a mixed atmosphere, and the city wall is long and dilapidated. Everything shows that this place was once a battlefield, a battlefield where countless bones were buried.
Most of them are not human bones, but stronger humanoid beings whose sternums have been healed, as well as the skeletons of tall giant beasts, and many indistinguishable monster races.
You can see a huge skull as big as a basketball court, and you can also see arm bones as slender as wood.
This is the battlefield between humans and demons!
Mo Yingge walked around between the bones and weapons. These existences were already on the verge of being broken, and they would turn into powder with just the slightest touch.
The reason why most of them are still in their original shape is probably related to the fact that there is no wind here.
Well, it's hard to imagine that a forbidden spell mage would use the power of the divine gift here just because she doesn't want to destroy it yet.
The "sunset" slants on the distant sky, making everything here look even more decayed.
And the "sunset" was in that position when Mo Yingge first came in. After some time passed, it was still in that position, just like in the painting.
She walked towards the long and dilapidated city wall. When she got closer, she saw the city gate that looked like it had collapsed but was still tall and majestic.
Vaguely, traces of "the first gate in the world" can be seen on the city gate.
Mo Yingge looked towards the city wall and saw a humanoid being sitting on the left turret wall above the city gate. He was dressed in plain gray and white and wrapped in rags, making it difficult to see clearly.
There is a dragon-shaped skull beside him, holding a long sword in his left hand, leaning on a pair of bone wings, with dense white bones hanging behind him, looking strange and desolate.
Mo Yingge frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he walked towards the city wall.
After standing under the city wall, she looked at the humanoid being on the tower.
"Really a person? Why is there no decay?"
Mo Yinge was not even sure whether it was a creature before, because if it were a piece of rag wrapped around a longer stone, it would probably look like that.
But now that I have taken a closer look, I suddenly feel that it is a bit ridiculous.
There is no doubt that it is a person, at least it looks like a person. He is not leaning on the pair of bone wings, but the pair of bone wings are growing on her back.
His legs were hanging outside, looking motionless at the sunset in the distance, without even blinking.
There was no wind, and her hair and clothes remained untouched, making her look like a stunning statue looking into the sunset.
Mo Yingge tried to say hello to her.
There was no reaction, it seemed like it was really a statue, otherwise there would be no way to explain why she would live here.
But obviously Mo Yingge's idea was wrong. After waiting for a long time, she was ready to climb directly onto the city wall. At this time, the sculpture turned her head very slowly, and then looked down at Mo Yingge.
The gray eyes... were lifeless, like a dead thing. No wonder even Mo Yinge saw them wrongly.
The man looked at Mo Yingge, his eyes motionless, he opened his mouth, and wanted to speak, but it seemed that he had not spoken for a long time, so he just let out a whimper.
Then, I saw the bone wings on her back unfolding. They were very large and pale. When they unfolded, a crunching sound could be heard. Perhaps it had not been unfolded for a long time.
She flapped her wings, descended from the tower, and then fell to the ground.
"Well"
Mo Yinge opened his mouth and didn't know whether he should reach out to help him.
Why does this posture feel like hitting a brick wall?
She wanted to say: I didn't mean it, and I didn't touch you. This has nothing to do with me!
The figure got up, which seemed to have restored some of her body functions. She opened her mouth to say something, but she could only hear some extremely hoarse friction sounds.
"伱...you...are"
"Is it alive?"
Her facial expression was very stiff, and her face trembled for a long time before she managed to show a surprised expression.
If Mo Yingge hadn't used the fusion magic of mind and music to make Na even guess, it would have been difficult to know what she was talking about.
"As you can see, I am a living person." Mo Yingge said.
Only then did she see clearly that this was a girl with grayish-white hair that stuck together with the almost completely weathered silk robe, making it difficult to tell.
"I... thought... no one would come... here again."
It can be felt that her speech is becoming more and more accurate.
"The last time...I forgot...how long it was, a lot of people came, but they were all dead." As she spoke, she raised her left hand and pointed in a certain direction.
Mo Yingge looked there and saw two mountains of bones piled up. One was a large one with the bones of demons, and the other was a small one with human bones.
"I want to kill everyone who enters here." As she said this, she looked at Mo Yingge, her eyes dim from beginning to end, and said, "I want to kill you too."
Mo Yinge's expression did not change. She was now communicating with this strange "person" using the light of the soul. Although the guy could speak some words, it was a pity that she couldn't understand him.
Hearing what this "little stammer" said, Mo Yingge didn't take it seriously and asked: "Why are you here? Who are you?"
"Little Stutter" shook his head stiffly.
"It's time for me to kill you, you've been here for longer than..."
"Before you kill me, maybe we can talk some more." Moyinge said. This guy was quite interesting. Before she could figure out the situation, she wanted to know more.
Who knows, this seems to have triggered some taboo on "Little Stutter". This time she shook her head even more violently, and even drew a sword at Mo Yingge.
"No! The last time I was talking to someone, I ended up forgetting to kill her."
"Then, after a while, I will remind you that you are going to kill me. Is that okay?" Mo Yingge said with a warm smile, "You seem to have not spoken for a long time. It is rare to have someone to talk to. Don’t you want to chat more?”
"Once you get used to talking, it will take a long time to get used to not being able to talk." Her lifeless eyes looked a little confused, but she unconsciously lowered the sword in her hand.
Mo Yingge glanced at it, the smile in his eyes became brighter, and asked: "Why are you here?"
"I opened my eyes and there it was."
Aha, it’s His Highness Chen!
The souls of mountains and seas are alive, and Gu Lisi is confused.
Great
Wish book friends long and healthy life!
(End of chapter)
