The white-haired corpse stood frozen for a moment, then stepped forward step by step with four hooves. The tribulation thunder struck down one after another, and was guided by the horn on his forehead. The violent power spread into the hard armor all over his body, and washed away like water, leaving no damage at all. . He knew very well that the calamity thunder seemed to be hitting him non-stop, but in fact no one was controlling it. He was just stimulated by the corpse energy and vented it at will. Fortunately, he was able to escape unscathed and gradually approached the legendary "Thunder Pond" that gave birth to "The crypt.
The cave was like a deep well, so dark that there was no bottom. The breath of thunder and lightning spurted out, sweeping away the corpse energy. The white-haired corpse's breathing stopped suddenly, and his whole body was numb and he couldn't exert himself. He called out a few times, but there was no response. , was in a dilemma for a while. In the eyes of everyone, giving up halfway would be a slap in the face, but as he continued to move forward, the warning signs in his heart were getting stronger and stronger. One more step would lead to unexpected consequences, and he was not sure he could hold on.
Just when he was hesitating, the breath of thunder and lightning rolled into the cave, and the world returned to calm. After more than a hundred breaths, Qi Ran flew out and saw the white-haired corpse showing its original shape. He was quite surprised. He looked at it a few more times and raised it. As the sleeves brushed by, the earth and rocks rolled up and turned into big snakes that plunged into the hole and were compacted tightly in the blink of an eye.
The white-haired corpse hurriedly rolled to the ground and transformed into a human form. He hurriedly came forward to pay homage. Seeing that the Lord did not blame him for disturbing him, he was slightly relieved. He carefully mentioned that a bloodthirsty demon appeared in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts. People were panicked and had no other way out. Please take action without hesitation. . After hearing this, Qi Ran was noncommittal and walked toward the outside. The white-haired corpse was one step behind, following closely like a puppy, with his heart pounding. Everyone subconsciously followed the white-haired corpse, tiptoeing, listening to the wind and grass, like a group of walking zombies.
Qi Ran left the crypt and reappeared, but it had nothing to do with the white-haired corpse. The broken spear at the top of the sky had been completely refined. The trip to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts was worthwhile. The one-year appointment was more than enough. It was time to leave for the next place. At this moment, when he heard that there was a sudden change in the valley, Qi Ran's heart moved slightly, and his spiritual thoughts rippled out, sweeping over the mountains, rivers, plants and trees in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts.
The white-haired corpse was uneasy and followed him step by step for a long time before he heard the master say: "The murderer is hidden very deep and will not be found for a while. You all can take care of yourself and take care of yourself."
The white-haired corpse was startled, and he opened his mouth and said: "Sir... why are you..."
Qi Ran said casually: "It's happened here, I won't stay long."
The white-haired corpse was full of grievances and did not dare to say anything. He glanced at Qi Ran secretly and saw that he did not seem to be trying to manipulate him. He really had no intention of intervening. He thought about it for a while, but couldn't find anything to move him, so he simply His heart skipped a beat and he mustered up the courage to say, "Sir, are you going to leave the valley now?"
Qi Ran said "hmm" and didn't bother to explain.
Bai Mao Shihuan gritted his teeth and said: "I have thought clearly these days. Staying in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts in Nanming Mountain and claiming lordship behind closed doors is nothing but a frog in the well. Bai is willing to lead these loyal brothers to follow you. I'm looking for a chance to get ahead." He had already found out clearly from Lou Kurhe that his surname was Qi Mingran, and he was born in heaven. He had a territory in the frozen soil and ice fields of the North, called Fengping Valley, and Nanming's junior supervisor was Da Chun Lou Ku Shan Lou. Ku He and others obeyed his orders and were forced by the enemy, so they came to southern Xinjiang to avoid the limelight. Even many seniors in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts are working hard under his command, so there is nothing he can't be ashamed of. There is a saying that "a good bird chooses a tree to roost in." With his magical power, he will definitely be able to carve out a world.
Lou Kuhe did not tell the whole truth, and Bai Mao Shihuan did not know that the master of the north, Shi Gou, was bloodbathed in Fengping Valley, and that the young masters of Nanming and others were all spared, and they were all killed by the sword. Going to Qi Ran meant that they were fighting against the abyss. The Lord will never stop. Although he had no choice but to seek medical treatment due to his illness and sacrificed his life, Qi Ran did not refuse. He pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know the Seventy-two Lotus Peaks?"
There are hundreds of thousands of mountains in the Southern Ming Dynasty, with endless peaks and countless peaks. Among them are seventy-two peaks, circling and clustered like lotus flowers. They were originally the place where the main mountain waves of the south were repaired. They were called "Seventy-two Lotus Peaks", like thunder piercing the ears. How not to know. The white-haired corpse nodded repeatedly and said: "The Seventy-Two Lotus Peaks in Nanming Mountain are said to be the place where natal blood energy occurs in the south. Bai has heard of its name for a long time, but has never been lucky enough to visit."
Qi Ran said: "There is a Shenyuan Lake among the Seventy-two Lotus Peaks. The solitary peak in the center of the lake is called 'Jiuquan Peak'. If you come to see me at 'Jiuquan Peak', if you can't catch up, just give up. If you can catch up, we will talk about the rest." The last part. As the words were spoken, the figure gradually faded away, and Hongfei disappeared without a trace.
The white-haired corpse stopped
, his face was changing, and his mind was turning over and over again. In the end, there was only a sigh, and he said solemnly: "Did you hear it clearly?"
A group of monsters, you look at me, I look at you, keep silent. It is not difficult to go to Lotus Peak. What is difficult is how to escape the devil's pursuit. No matter how fast you run on four legs, you can't outrun a roll of blood. But this is a way out after all. Besides, the Valley Master takes the lead and everyone disperses in a rush, which greatly increases the chance of escape. If you are swept away by the blood, you will consider yourself unlucky. If you can't be swept away, there is always a chance of survival.
Bai Mao Shihuan didn't know how long the master would stay at Jiuquan Peak, so it was better to leave as soon as possible without further delay. He hurriedly packed up the important things he had accumulated over the years, ordered his confidants to inform Lou Kuhe, and with the last bit of his heart, he led everyone to leave. Go to the valley.
Lou Kuhe slowly walked out of the cave, his eyes flashing, his nose flaring, sniffing the remaining breath in the wind, and murmured to himself: "Shenyuan Lake's Jiuquan Peak'? What is he doing there? "The current situation makes him a little undecided. Is Qiran's move to lure the snake out of its hole, or is he really going to let it go? There was chaos in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and there was a commotion for a while. In the blink of an eye, they were all gone, and the surroundings were empty and desolate. He snorted coldly, and his consciousness receded again. Lou Kuhe woke up from his daze, and was stunned for a while. Without thinking, he opened his arms. Legs caught up with the large group of people and left the Valley of Beasts in a commotion.
At first, everyone gathered together to follow the white-haired corpse, over the mountains and ridges all the way to the east. However, from time to time, there was a bloody light, leaving behind mummies. The devil obviously did not let them go, but the savior did not appear for a long time. They finally realized that He was abandoned, and the string in his heart was tightened to the extreme. Who knew who howled and escaped first. The beasts immediately dispersed and went their separate ways, fleeing into the vast Nanming Mountains.
There were only dozens of confidants left by his side, and all the troops dispersed. White-haired Shihuan shook his head. He was panicking and couldn't choose a way, fearing that it would be a disaster. He glanced over, and was suddenly startled in his heart. He saw Lou Kuhe staring at a man. Only Longyan, dripping with sweat, followed closely behind him, unwilling to give up, obviously wanting to follow him to the Seventy-two Lotus Peak. He hesitated for a moment and asked his men to speed up their pace. He did not deliberately take care of Lou Kuhe. He was in dire straits and could not protect himself. Even his subordinates could only hope for happiness.
