The First Thousand One Hundred and Forty-Five Chapters Enter the Magic Tablet Mountain

The two of them restrained their breath and approached the Magic Monument Mountain.

Along the way, they sensed the breath of the Mosha clan, and the two bypassed directly.

The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer to the Demon Tablet Mountain.

Soon, the two were close to the Demon Tablet Mountain a hundred miles away.

Here, there is already a faint black mist permeating.

The two did not flinch and continued to move forward. Baili passed by in the blink of an eye, and the two completely entered the range of the Magic Tablet Mountain.

"Magic, devil, devil!"

Suddenly, a loud roar sounded in Lu Ming's mind.

This voice was full of a sense of lawlessness, but it also revealed a sense of helplessness and unwillingness.

Between the sky and the earth, black mist filled the air, and with the cultivation of the two of them, the visibility in a radius and circle did not exceed twenty meters.

Moreover, there was a terrifying pressure on the two of them, making it difficult for them to fly, so they could only land on the ground and move forward on foot.

"Xiaoqing, be careful!"

Lu Ming took Xie Nianqing's little hand and walked forward carefully.

hum!

At Lu Ming's spine, the blood light filled the air, and the blood of the Prison Suppression Monument was beating continuously, getting stronger and stronger.

Lu Ming controlled the bloodline of the monument to prevent it from manifesting.

The two walked for a long time, and they felt that they had reached the middle of the mountain, and they were getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain.

That throbbing feeling comes from the top of the mountain.

Xie Nianqing's arrival here also has a strong attraction, and her bloodline is throbbing.

"Huh? Lots of skeletons!"

Suddenly, Lu Ming found a skeleton on the ground.

This skeleton is not very big, and at first glance it is the skeleton of the Mosha tribe.

Legend has it that many Mosha tribes died here in the past.

It appears to be true.

Moreover, these bones have storage rings on their fingers.

Xie Nianqing grabbed the empty space and grabbed a storage ring in his hand. The next moment, Xie Nianqing took out a pile of dark stones from the storage ring. The stones were filled with strong magical energy.

"This is a magic stone. It has a great effect on those who practice the magic way. For me, it has a greater effect than the original stone!"

Xie Nianqing explained.

"There are a lot of storage rings here, maybe there are magic stones, you keep them, and when we leave here in the future, it will be of great use to you!"

Lu Ming said, stretched out his hand and took a breath, attracting storage rings one by one and handing them over to Xie Nianqing.

Xie Nianqing is practicing magic, these magic stones are the most suitable for Xie Nianqing.

Xie Nianqing took it and put it away one by one.

Then, the two searched for a while and found a lot of skeletons of the Mosha tribe. Of course, there were occasionally skeletons of the human race, but very few.

"Magic! Devil! Devil!"

At this point, the sound is getting louder and louder. This kind of sound directly affects people's minds, not from the ears.

It seems that above, there is a peerless Demon Sovereign who is shouting and roaring.

The two continued to move forward. Whenever they encountered the skeletons of the Mosha clan, they put away their storage rings. Along the way, they harvested no less than one hundred storage rings, and harvested a lot of magic stones.

If nothing else, these storage rings alone are huge profits.

After another half day, the two finally approached the top of the mountain.

Along the way, the two did not encounter any danger.

This surprised the two of them secretly.

Magic Tablet Mountain is very dangerous, those who enter it will die!

This sentence can be confirmed from the bones of the demon race and the human race along the road, but the two of them walked along the road, but the wind and waves were calm, except for the constant sound of the magic sound, there was no other movement.

hum!

Coming here, Lu Ming's spine was filled with blood, and the blood of the Suppression Monument was beating wildly. Even Lu Ming himself couldn't hold it back.

With a shock, the bloodline of the Suppressing Prison Monument emerged, and it grew sharply and shook violently.

hum!

Ahead, the top of the mountain, there was also a terrifying vibration at this moment, and then they saw that the black mist rolled over and separated from both sides, and the scene in front was completely exposed/exposed in front of the two of them.

"This..."

Seeing the scene in front of them, their hearts trembled fiercely and they were dumbfounded.

In front, there is also a monument, a stone monument!

This stele is huge, standing upright, like a majestic mountain.

On the stele, there is only one big character: Stele!

There is only one word 'stele' at the top of the stele, which is uneven. It seems that it is not a complete stele, but only a part of a stele.

The stone tablet is full of ancient vicissitudes, and the color looks very similar to Lu Ming's bloodline of the prison tablet.

hum!

The bloodline of Lu Ming's Suppression Monument flew out and stopped in front of the stele.

"Lu...Lu Ming, how do I feel, your bloodline and this stone tablet are so similar, like one body!"

Xie Nianqing was very surprised.

Lu Ming himself was also extremely shocked.

Because he felt that this stone tablet gave him a very intimate feeling, and he understood that the previous throbbing came from this stone tablet.

The two stone monuments shook, and the rays of light filled the air. Around the Mountain of Demonic Tablets, the powerhouses of the Mosha clan who were entrenched in all directions of the Mountain of Demonic Tablets were also discovered.

"Magic Tablet Mountain has changed, is there a peerless treasure born?"

"The light is shining, the peerless magic treasure was born, go and see!"

One after another silhouettes converged towards the Demon Tablet Mountain. Each and every one of the mighty demons was the powerhouse of the Mosha clan. The worst were the existences of the fifth level of the Spiritual God, and even the seventh level of the Spiritual God.

A group of Mosha clan appeared a hundred miles away from Mobei Mountain.

At this moment, on the top of the magic tablet, the black mist became very thin, and the huge stone tablet was clearly seen, shining brightly.

However, the Mosha clan stopped here and did not dare to continue to approach. The fierce name of Mobei Mountain is not just a talk. The entrants die, so let them stop.

But looking at the radiant stone tablet, the Mosha Clan couldn't help it in the end.

"Now that the Demon Tablet Mountain has changed, it may not be dangerous!"

"Yes, I saw that human woman go in and bring out a golem before. It's all right. The Mountain of Demon Tablets, it's time to be born!"

One after another withered voices sounded, and the eyes of many Mosha tribes glowed with fiery light.

"rush!"

A part of the Mosha clan finally couldn't help it, and roared and rushed towards the Mobei Mountain.

As soon as they rushed into the range of the Demon Tablet Mountain, voices sounded in their minds: Demon! magic! magic!

The magic sound is accustomed to the brain, full of terrifying power of destruction.

Some of the demons of the fifth and sixth levels of Spiritual God screamed, and dumplings whose bodies were like pots fell from the air and fell to the ground, without the slightest breath.

Dead, at least more than 20 Mosha clan powerhouses died at once.

There were several demons from the seventh-level spiritual gods who roared and retreated frantically, bleeding from their seven orifices.

"It can destroy the soul!"

A demon clan of the seventh level of the Spiritual God roared and retreated hundreds of miles, terrified.

The other Mosha clan who didn't move forward just now were very fortunate, fortunate that they held back, otherwise, this is probably the result.

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