Chapter 282: Poaching

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Under the gray and gloomy sky, two thousand-foot black mountains that stretched for hundreds of miles and curved like horns stood facing each other like two reclining giants, propping up a huge flat canyon in the middle.

Outside the canyon, there was a surge of black smoke in the void, and Yan Luo walked out of it, holding a blood-colored token that was slightly emitting blood in his hand.

It looked at the token in its hand, then turned to look at the entrance of the canyon, with a flash of soul fire in its eyes, and its figure was covered by a large puff of black smoke.

A gust of wind blew by, and there was no one there.

In the middle of the canyon, stands a huge altar of bones.

The altar is surrounded by gray air, and the top eight thick white bones are surrounded by gray rays of light, and the runes are fluttering, forming a huge gray magic circle above the altar.

Corpses floated out of thin air in the gray magic circle from time to time, with different sizes and shapes, including humanoid and monsters.

These corpses shriveled under the gray air, and the skin and flesh on the surface quickly shriveled and withered, becoming zombies, and many flesh and flesh turned into nothingness, directly becoming skeletons.

The eyes of these newborn undead creatures shone with faint light green soul fire. After standing up unsteadily, they headed for the depths of the canyon.

Their target was a vast lake of dark water in the depths of the canyon. On the surface of the slightly red lake, bursts of light red mist rose.

The mist gradually drifted away with the wind, covering hundreds of meters around the lake. Of course, the closer to the lake, the denser the mist.

In the mist, densely packed skeletons, zombies and other undead creatures were vaguely gathered. There were also people and beasts. There were almost no empty seats, and their mouths opened and closed, as if they were swallowing the light red mist.

The soul fires of these undead creatures have different colors. Most of them are concentrated in green, cyan, and a few blue. It seems that the darker the soul fire is, the closer it is to the lake.

However, within a radius of more than ten feet closest to the lake, it seemed much more open. There were only three lonely figures there, and there was a considerable distance between them.

Among them, the one closest to the lake is a crystal-clear skeleton, sitting cross-legged, with lavender soul fire burning in its eyes.

On the left side of the lake is a blue bone wolf with a stature of nearly ten feet. The soul fire in his eyes was already purple, but the aura he exuded was somewhat stronger than that of the crystal skull.

On the right side of the lake, lay a giant zombie crocodile five or six feet long, covered with black scales the size of a fist.

At this moment, a shadow flashed behind the Crystal Skull, and a figure covered in white armor emerged.

It is smoke.

As soon as Qi Fang appeared, the white bone spear in his hand blurred into a stream of white light. Stab the back of the Crystal Skull's head.

The Crystal Skull suddenly turned around, ignited a ball of green flames in both hands, and closed in front of him.

Following a burst of strong mana fluctuations, the two groups of green flames merged into one huge green skull, opened and closed its mouth, bit the tip of the bone spear, and at the same time a large piece of green flame poured down from its mouth . Wrap the bone gun.

The surface of the bone gun was burned by the green flame. A layer of green ice crystals quickly formed.

At this moment, the fire in Yan Luo's eyes jumped.

A layer of white awns circulated erratically on the surface of the bone gun. At the same time, some white runes emerged from the surroundings and quickly turned into bursts of white flames.

The green ice crystal shattered with a click.

The green flame wrapped around the bone gun melted away as soon as it came into contact with the white flame, and the green skull let out a wail before collapsing under the whirl of the white flame.

The White Flame Bone Spear pierced the Crystal Skull's head in an instant.

Its head exploded with a bang, and just as a ball of lavender light emerged, it was swept up by an invisible suction force and fell into Yan Luo's mouth.

Then, a headless crystal skull fell from the sky, and landed on the bank of Mingshui Lake with a "bang".

At this moment, an extremely thick black beam of light and dozens of crescent-shaped cyan blade shadows quickly struck from both sides.

Black smoke rose from Yanluo's body and disappeared immediately.

In the next moment, dense crescent-shaped cyan blade shadows and black beams of light swept past where Yan Luo was just now, and all hit the empty space.

Tens of feet away on both sides, the blue bone wolf and zombie crocodile are rushing aggressively towards the direction of the crystal skull.

Among them, behind the blue bone wolf, stood a phantom phantom with a tiger's body and a wolf's head.

Above the head of the zombie crocodile, a huge phantom of a crocodile similar to the main body appeared.

At this time, the eyes of the zombie crocodile jumped, and it seemed to be aware of the dharma behind it, and turned around suddenly.

As soon as it turned around, Yanluo appeared in a puff of black smoke, and the bone spear in his hand pierced like lightning.

The crocodile opened its mouth wide, and a black light flashed in the mouth, turning into a black vortex, and a thick black beam of light shot out from the center of the vortex.

The bone gun and the black beam of light collided with each other in an instant, and there was a stalemate for a while.

The fire in Yan Luo's eyes jumped, and white light shot up into the sky behind him, turning into a graceful figure of a young girl in white clothes. With the flowing silk behind her, a beautiful singing sound like the sound of heaven suddenly sounded.

Countless white petals fell from the sky, the purple soul fire in the eyes of the zombie crocodile froze, and the black beam of light from its mouth dissipated immediately.

As soon as Yan Luo loosened the bone gun, he took this opportunity to stab the zombie crocodile's head below.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The surface of the Mingshui lake below suddenly cracked, and a huge gray ax shadow with endless coercion slashed towards the place of smoke above, at an astonishing speed.

Wherever it passed, even the nearby space became blurred and distorted.

Yan Luo was startled, and hastily withdrew the bone spear that had been stabbed out, black smoke billowed all over his body, and his figure became blurred.

"Hula"!

The huge ax shadow passed through Yan Luo's body in an instant, splitting it in half from head to toe.

But the two halves of the figures disappeared in a blur in an instant, and they were just an afterimage.

The shadow of the gray ax continued to flash towards the air, as if it could reach the sky, splitting the billowing gray cloud in half.

At this time, the reddish lake below quickly parted, and a huge gray monster rose up from the bottom of the lake.

The human body with the bull's head, but below the chest seems to be condensed by black gas. It is not real, and its right hand holds a huge bone ax that is more than ten feet long.

If Shi Mu is here. I'm afraid you will be surprised, this monster is exactly the ghost king Luo Tian who made a big auction in Tianyu City back then and was defeated by Taoist Wuchen, the leader of Tongtian Cult.

Over the past few years, part of his body seems to have recovered. Although the aura emitted is far less than before, the coercion of the heavenly powerhouse still exists.

As soon as Qi Fang appeared, the zombie crocodile and the blue bone wolf in mid-air put away the phantom of the dharma form behind them, their eyes trembled uncontrollably, as if they were quite afraid.

The countless skeletons, zombies and other undead creatures around Mingshui Lake are also driven by an invisible coercion. They all prostrated themselves on the ground, as if they were facing a king.

The Ghost King Luo Tian cast his eyes all over the place, as if he wanted to find the existence of Yan Luo, but the result was of course in vain.

"The life-or-death thing that came from there dares to disturb my Qingxiu! If there is a next time, I will definitely not be lenient!"

The angry roar of Luotian Ghost King was like thunder from the nine heavens, rolling across the sky above Mingshui Lake. They rushed in all directions and lingered for a long time.

The soul fires in the eyes of those skeleton zombies flickered, and their prostrate bodies also trembled.

At the same time, at an unknown distance from the Black Canyon, in a swamp full of black water bubbles, there was an earth-shattering roar of a tiger.

The sky was covered with black clouds, and there were still patches of black clouds coming here from all directions.

Then a terrifying aura swept out from the swamp. In an instant, the entire swamp was enveloped. The gray mist that originally permeated the swamp was driven by this breath. It began to scroll slowly in a certain order, and the entire swamp gradually formed an extremely huge giant vortex.

In the center of the vortex, a huge figure gradually emerged.

But it was a white-boned skull the size of an attic. Judging from its appearance, it seemed to belong to some kind of tiger-like beast.

The soul fire burning in its eye sockets seemed to present a strange silver color.

...

Yinshi Mountain Range, in a grand blue hall in the main altar of Mingyue Sect.

A curly-haired young man in a gray robe with a slightly sullen face was sitting opposite a middle-aged man with a wide mouth, and they were discussing something while sipping a cup of tea.

Suddenly, the complexion of the middle-aged man with a wide mouth changed, and he stood up abruptly, the teacup in his hand slammed into a pile of powder with a "bang".

"What's wrong?" the curly-haired youth asked.

"Something happened to my Crystal Skull!" the middle-aged man with a wide mouth said in a deep voice.

"Crystal Skull? Didn't you recall it some time ago and put it near the altar of the sect?" the curly-haired youth asked.

"That's right, there should be something wrong with the altar," said the middle-aged man with a wide mouth.

"This seems unlikely. Recently, many hall masters and hall masters have successively called their spiritual pets back to the altar to stand by. With the Luotian ghost king guarding the altar, it is unlikely that there will be any problems here. Even if someone dares to make a mistake, Your Crystal Skull already has the strength of the earth level, and it is enough to handle it." The curly-haired young man frowned slightly.

"Anyway, the connection between the Crystal Skull and my spiritual consciousness has been broken. I must rush to the Necromancer Interface as soon as possible to find out the truth. Lord Huo, please take my leave first." The middle-aged man with a wide mouth said, striding towards the door go.

...

Undead interface, in the Black Canyon, near the Bone Altar.

"Boom"!

A stream of white light fell rapidly from midair, like a bolt of lightning, and landed beside the bone altar, a silver-gray human-shaped skeleton that could be formed.

The original light green soul fire in the silver-gray skull's eyes dissipated instantly, replaced by two flaming lavender soul fires.

Its originally wobbly limbs became extremely agile in an instant.

The silver-gray skeleton paused for a moment, then walked towards the depths of the canyon along with the surrounding undead creatures.

Its speed was quite fast, and it took only a moment to arrive in front of Mingshui Lake.

There is still a reddish mist here, and the surrounding undead creatures are still swallowing with their mouths opening and closing.

The silver-gray skeleton jumped up without any hesitation, leaped over the densely packed undead creatures, and appeared by the bank of Mingshui Lake.

It was by the lake, and after looking around, its soul trembled violently.

Not far away, a crystal-clear skeleton was lying there, but the head was incomplete, leaving only the small half connected to the neck bone.

Other than that, there were no injuries or traces left by the battle on the whole body, and it seemed that he was killed with one blow!

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