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In the northwest, the environment is harsh and new winds roar.

Under the cold full moon, there was a white light.

The entire northwest was covered by heavy snow before it really entered the twelfth lunar month.

A dilapidated manor seems to have just been abandoned.

The wall was covered with white snow, and the walls were densely covered with cracks, and the wind was ventilated on all sides, as if they had been beaten out by the palm of a person.

Inside the manor, you can see a pool of dark things from time to time, like dried flesh and blood, but also like some fragmentary organs.

Under the howling of the cold wind, these flesh and blood are still creeping slowly from time to time...

On the periphery of this manor, the walls are densely packed with blood-colored text, twisted and twisted, as if they have come alive, under the cold moon and heavy snow, a strange light glows.

There was a panic in the distance.

Under the **** of a group of people, dozens of ordinary people hurriedly fled to the distance.

At the gate of the Zhuangyuan, there are nine burly figures.

These figures burned with blood, filled with an aura that was completely different from those with mysterious abilities, with sharp eyes, swords and swords on their backs, and they were all staring at the courtyard filled with **** runes.

"The eleventh place..."

A burly figure headed whispered.

In just one month, the Northwest base area seemed to have suffered disaster.

Unknown and terrifying existence rages here, and the death and injury of the gods are heavy...

The root of everything is a game...

A weird to scary game!

"Could it be that the five ancient evil spirits were really awakened."

A person next to him whispered.

After evacuating the crowd here, they immediately aroused Zhen Qi, and the **** runes on the resurrection wall suddenly roared in the snowy night.

Boom!

The entire manor burned with blood, and burned raging.

And at the moment when the **** light burned, a strange laughter suddenly sounded in their ears, and then the faces of the nine people in front of them changed drastically, their eyes fell into pitch black, and the ears faintly heard a sorrowful scream not far away...

It seems that all those who are being evacuated have suffered disaster.

Ah...

Soon time.

A **** figure broke off an arm and fled from here in horror. All the clothes on his body disappeared and he was covered in blood.

Upon closer inspection, it seems that the human skin is gone, the blood vessels and nerves inside are constantly beating, and a pair of eyes become huge, filled with eye sockets, as if they are about to fall...

…

Refining the corpse.

Inside the hall.

The green flame burns.

Sect Master Fan Mu's face was uncertain, walking back and forth in the hall, turning his head from time to time, looking behind him, as if someone was peeping behind him.

After taking a look, his face changed and he turned his head again.

But just turned his head, then suddenly turned back.

So again and again.

Just then!

Suddenly there was a panic cry outside, and a disciple rushed in and said: "Sect Master, the Sect Master is not good, it's dead, Xu Tian, ​​Zhang Zheng...you go and have a look!"

"What?"

Fan Mu's expression changed, and he rushed over quickly.

But just as he ran out of the hall, he suddenly stopped and turned his head back suddenly.

I saw that the disciple who had just rushed in had disappeared.

There was only a **** thing left in the same place, slowly wriggling.

At the same time, the weird sense of being peeped grew stronger.

It was as if there were countless strange eyeballs staring at him in all directions.

"Who? Who is looking at me? Come out, come out!"

Fan Mu yelled in panic.

Two terrifying divine powers appeared in both hands, blasting in all directions.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Buildings collapsed one after another, and rubble splashed everywhere.

Outside the hall.

A group of elders frowned and gathered here, their eyes changing constantly.

"How could the Sect Master suddenly get this strange disease?"

"Three days later, when he came back from the imperial city, he kept saying that someone was watching him... but how is this possible?"

…

Their suzerain was originally the mid-term strength of the heavenly rank, and later entered the imperial city, absorbed the luck, and broke through to the late heavenly rank in one fell swoop.

But since returning, a strange scene has appeared.

This suzerain became suspicious, and often said that someone in the house was watching him, eating, sleeping, practicing... all of this, becoming restless, and roaring around.

Several disciples rushed in, trying to report things to him, all of them were blown away by his body and turned into blood mist.

The current suzerain seems to be a little bit mad.

"Everyone, what can I do? The ancestor has just entered the retreat, and the sect master has become like this again. Who should read this letter?"

An elder sighed.

An envelope wrapped in waxy yellow paper appeared in his hand.

There is a **** ancient character on it.

[Yin]!

Others have trouble calming their hearts.

This is a hot potato...

…

Time is slow.

Two days passed.

In the Holy Land space.

Qi Yun finally let out a long breath, looking at the two ancient corpses in front of him, revealing an expression of great satisfaction.

They are also two external incarnations.

And they are all **** corpses, tenacious and powerful, hardly connecting the artifact is not a problem.

Qi Yun lost two sets of armor and masks, handed them to them, smiled and said, "Two fellow Taoists, put them on!"

The two looked at each other, smiled, and immediately grabbed the armor and put it on their bodies, and then put the mask on their faces as well, revealing only two eyes, which looked mysterious and unpredictable.

Qi Yun was very satisfied, and suddenly moved in his heart, opened the panel and looked over.

It's time for the lucky draw again.

He wants to sort his mind and draw a lottery right away.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and walked away.

After he was calm enough, Qi Yun looked at the handwriting behind the lottery column, showing expectation, and lightly tapped.

Brush!

[5000 points are required to upgrade, do you want to upgrade? 】

A mysterious box popped up in front of my eyes.

Qi Yun's eyes flashed.

Upgrading again?

He decisively clicked yes.

But soon, a new frame emerged.

[Currently, the points are insufficient and the upgrade conditions are not met, please add as soon as possible! 】

Qi Yun reacted instantly.

That's it.

He now has only 4400 points left, which is really not enough to upgrade.

Thinking of this, he directly turned off the panel, his body emerged from the Holy Land space, ready to go outside to catch a few people at will.

There are mysterious abilities everywhere in the Meteorite Realm, and he only needs to touch it to get a lot of points.

So the current points are extremely easy to find for him.

Just when he just walked out of the room, he found that the blood-robed ancestor had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Seeing Qi Yun walking out, he immediately greeted him.

"My son, look at this."

With a solemn expression, he handed the waxy yellow envelope in his hand to Qi Yun.

Qi Yun frowned, took the envelope, swept away the divine consciousness, and suddenly noticed an unspeakable cold breath.

Especially on the surface of the envelope, there is an ancient black character.

[Yin]!

He opened the envelope and glanced away.

"Twelfth lunar month, Tibetan Corpse Mountain..."

The six ancient words were brought into the eye, filled with cold air.

There is no sign, and there is no reason.

There are only two lines of words, three lines per line.

"Who sent it?"

Qi Yun asked.

"I don't know, the worm was found in the lobby the night before!"

The blood-robed ancestor's face changed, and he said, "My son, take a closer look at the handwriting on the envelope."

With doubts, Qi Yun looked at the word "Yin" again.

"What's the point!"

He said in a low voice.

The blood-robed ancestor rolled his heart and immediately said, "Master, do you really not know this logo? This is one of the eight treasures of the Taiyin Treasure Land..."

"Treasure Land of the Great Yin?"

Qi Yun frowned and said, "So what? What are they going to do?"

He has no idea about the secrets and taboos of this world.

For him, he has never heard of the eight treasures.

The blood-robed ancestor was shocked secretly again.

The son deserves to be the son!

In his eyes, this is too ugly, it really doesn't count as much.

Even the imperial city was ruined by the son, so what are the eight treasures?

In this way, he seemed too panicked.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, immediately calmed down, and said: "My son, the eight treasures are the oldest and terrifying heritage on the mainland, and they are ancient places that have survived in the age of the gods.

The reason why they are called treasures is that compared to other places, they are like independent small worlds...have little contact with the outside world, and the people inside are all powerful. Everyone is a direct bloodline of the gods. There are rumors that there are eight treasures. All gods are still alive,

The headquarters of this Taiyin Treasure Land is located in Zangshi Mountain. Once in the time of the gods, it was a place that once made the world feel terrified. This time they suddenly sent an envelope, thinking about it, they wanted to invite us to Zangshi Mountain for a while! "

The blood-robed ancestor explained.

"Invite us?"

Qi Yun looked at the envelope repeatedly, and sneered: "This kind of headless envelope, I just want to invite us, it's too much of a look at myself!"

"Yes, what the prince said is that no matter how mad and strong they are, they will not be able to withstand a single blow in front of the prince!"

The blood-robed ancestor bowed.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, the letter in Qi Yun's hand ignited silently, turning to ashes in an instant, leaving only an envelope.

Qi Yun frowned.

Stayed ban?

He snorted coldly, a flame appeared in his hand, and burned the envelope to smash, and said lightly: "The matter of Taiyin Treasure Land, I will talk about it later, you continue to practice!"

"Yes, son!"

The blood-robed ancestor said.

Qi Yun left here and went to other places in the Meteorite Domain. After sweeping out his divine sense, he immediately found traces of a large number of people with mysterious abilities. He stepped forward, shrank into an inch, and walked over.

Soon time.

In a gloomy mountain forest.

A group of seven or eight figures were fleeing in a panic.

Most of these people were in the Japanese realm, each of them was terrified, holding swords in their hands, and fleeing all the way forward.

Behind them ~www.readwn.com~ the ground constantly bulges, and patches of terrible toxins emerge. The ground rises one after another, and a huge golden centipede snakes forward in the ground, chasing forward.

This golden centipede was full of eyes all over its body, extremely ferocious, hundreds of meters long, it was like an ancient fierce beast had been resurrected.

Huhuhu!

It spewed out poisonous gas one after another, and quickly poisoned all the people in front of it.

The group of strong men of the Japanese level each fell to the ground, their faces pale, twitching all over, foaming at the mouth, and groaning in pain.

Just when the golden centipede rushed over and was about to swallow all these people, it suddenly stopped and stopped and looked back to one side.

I saw a burly figure dropped directly from one side, two meters three or four, with a faint face, reaching out to grab those figures.

"Master!"

This golden centipede showed a human face, and said in a puzzled way.