Chapter 822 The weird elk

"Roar!"

Two days later.

The red dragon in the furnace finally opened its eyes.

Dragon breath erupted from his mouth.

After two dragon breaths of different colors met in the furnace, a two-color dragon actually appeared. This dragon was nestled in the furnace, its mouth slightly open, and a steady stream of dragon breath erupted from its mouth.

"It finally worked!"

Fu Shiyi wiped the sweat from his forehead.

His face lit up with joy.

He waved his sword.

The black sword sank into the furnace.

Suspended above the mouth of the two-color dragon.

Under the sacrifice of dragon breath.

The surface of the black sword slowly became brighter. Countless runes were flowing rapidly on the sword body as if they were alive. Each time they circulated, it took an hour. The surface of the black sword became even brighter. On the handle of the sword, a strange flower bud was vaguely unfolding.

"Is this the true face of Black Sword?!"

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but start to look forward to it.

Looking forward to the buds blooming.

What will become of the Black Sword.

After the breath adjustment is completed.

Fu Shiyi visited the temple. Fortunately, Sister Meiya and Magu still couldn't find the whereabouts of his uncle's ghost. Even though it was expected, Fu Shiyi couldn't help but feel disappointed.

The idea of ​​establishing the Fu family's underworld became even more urgent.

if.

Before the Lei family's two provocations, the underworld had been established, and the clan members and uncles who died tragically could be directly taken to the underworld. They would not become lonely ghosts, nor would they have to calculate their karma and enter the tunnel of three thousand reincarnations.

now.

There is no longer a fourth-level wizard in the clan.

She could only go to the desert, search for tribal wizards around the fierce tribe, and refine the witch treasures to build the Yin and Yang Road.

"It's time to go to the Desert Node."

Fu Shiyi stayed for another day. She saw that the furnace was already operating freely, and the black sword's sacrifice was proceeding in an orderly manner. With a thought, she touched the yellow node of the shuttle door.

The next moment.

Fu Shiyi's figure appeared on the cliff of the bottomless abyss on the edge of the desert.

"call--"

"The spiritual energy in the air is even richer."

Turn around.

Look around.

What was once a desert is now lush and green, with trees up to a hundred feet tall everywhere.

"Huh?"

Fu Shiyi walked less than thirty miles toward the desert tree house when she heard the sounds of fighting ahead. She remembered that this desert only brought the disciples and grandchildren of Caiyun Valley:

"Maybe the territory has been invaded."

Fu Shiyi's heart tightened.

Boost.

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Elk Grove.

A herd of elk surrounded three foundation-building monks.

The elk is just an ordinary beast with no demonic power at all. However, the three Foundation Establishment monks, back to back, looked on guard. The oldest among them had reached the seventh level of Foundation Establishment. His index finger and middle finger were linked together. Together, holding a brown leaf, they passed by the eyes.

A flash of brown.

When he opened his eyes again.

The group of elk surrounding him was no longer an elk, or perhaps no longer a living elk. The body of the elk had been corrupted and covered with corpse insects. The clinging corpse insects would slide and fall down from time to time. On the ground, in the belly of each elk, sat a ghostly doll head without a body. The doll head opened its mouth and grinned at the three of them:

“The flesh smells so good”

“The monks are the best”

"Their bones are brittle"

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

There were a total of twelve ghost doll heads. As they laughed, strings of bone residue erupted from their mouths. After landing, they made a few clicks and quickly formed twelve bone giants, as high as a hundred feet tall. .