Chapter 1241: Entering the Valley of Mass Burials, the man behind the scenes
"I have no plans to get married, so I don't need to tell you anymore," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said with a smile.
The old man smiled and had another drink with Xu Zimo.
He asked: "Sir, does this wine taste good?"
“Good wine,” Xu Zimo nodded.
“Our village is called Forgetful Village, and it is named after this wine,” the old man said with a strange smile.
“This wine is also called forgetfulness wine.”
“Oh,” Xu Zimo said in surprise: “Could it be that drinking it causes people to lose their memory?”
“How do you feel, Master?” the old man stood up and asked.
“I don’t feel anything,” Xu Zimo replied.
The old man frowned slightly, and saw countless branches under his feet suddenly bundled up, tying Xu Zimo to the same place.
“Who is the young master?” Several old men stepped back and asked.
"You are asking this, but I also want to ask, who are you?" Xu Zimo stood up, broke free from the shackles of the branches with pure strength, and said with a smile.
“When I first came to this Forgetful Village, I saw that you and others were all tree spirits transformed into humans.
Now, the air is full of corpses, and I don’t know how long they have been dead."
“Take him down and then talk about it,” the old man at the head snorted coldly.
At this moment, the two huge ginseng trees at the door began to rotate, and the entire village became a maze.
And everyone here turned into big black trees with a heavy air of death.
The surrounding area was originally filled with birds singing, flowers fragrant, and lush trees, but now it was all black soil.
There was no life left at all, the earth began to tremble, and tombstones rose suddenly from the ground.
This place has actually become a derivative of the Mass Burial Valley.
Several crows flew through the sky, and each of these rotten trees seemed to have legs, and they all came towards Xu Zimo.
Xu Zimo frowned slightly, and the law of fire in his hand began to appear.
Flame is the nemesis of trees and the wood element.
A fire burned out of the void, burning the entire earth, and all the trees that had been killed exploded with a "crackling" sound.
There is a "wuwuwu" gloomy wind blowing.
Like the sound of human crying.
“It seems that someone is having a hard time with me,” Xu Zimo smiled and looked around.
“In that case, it’s not a bad idea for me to fight my way out with blood.”
The sword intent around him surged, and Ba Ying stretched across in front of him, holding it in his right hand.
When the sword's intention was moving horizontally and horizontally, it did not have any restraint and directly turned everything within sight into nothing.
Xu Zimo looked up again, and among the tombstones in front of him, white bones were crawling up from the ground.
There are also countless big trees that have sprouted two legs and gathered together to form a formation.
The formation was filled with smoke and mist, like a falling river and a yellow spring, and there were many ghosts and shadows in the jungle.
“It’s just a bunch of rabble,” Xu Zimo sneered.
He looked around in flames, and everything for miles around him was incinerated.
Xu Zimo threw the compass into the void without a trace.
The compass is constantly rotating, and the positions of the Bagua on it are also changing.
In an instant, the compass opened a way to the sky.
The light blooms, reflecting the surroundings.
Of course, this is seen from an outsider’s perspective. At this moment, Xu Zimo seems to have entered a state of emptiness.
In this state, his eyes were as if looking into the sky, and all the good and bad omens in the world were before his eyes.
There are several colors floating around constantly.
Each color represents different bad luck, some are bad and some are good.
Xu Zimo chuckled lightly. With the existence of this compass, at least he would not get lost in this mass burial valley.
He followed Daji's direction and kept walking forward, floating without a trace above his head.
The sword's intention spans thousands of miles and directly sweeps through the eight wastelands.
…………
In the Mass Burial Valley, a very secret place.
At this moment, they were laughing and laughing, and there were countless white-bone demons supporting them below.
Sitting at the top was a huge rat with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.
It was covered in yellow fur, holding a huge piece of cheese in its mouth, and was lying on the seat, soundly asleep.
The bubbles blown by his mouth were as big as a dozen footballs.
The little bone demon down here is drinking, shouting, and cheering.
“Our Mass Burial Valley can be regarded as a forbidden area in the realm of ghosts and gods,” the little demon with white bones laughed.
“That’s right, even if the emperor comes in, he will still look at our faces,” someone replied proudly.
“We are nothing outside, but here, we are the world of undead creatures.”
"Keep your voice down, don't wake up the king, and you will be rewarded."
“Whose turn has it been to guard the road lately?”
“It seems that he is old, but looking at the time, why haven’t he come back yet?
Could it be that you caught a big fish?”
While many little bones were talking about it, suddenly one of them was seen shouting and staggering towards the outside.
"Your Majesty, something bad has happened. Something bad has happened."
The big rat who was sleeping on the seat was woken up, the bubbles burst, and he opened his eyes impatiently.
He directly lifted up the little bone demon.
“Is the sky falling if you wake me up from my sleep?”
“That’s not true,” the white-bone demon replied tremblingly.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound and he was blown away.
“The sky is not falling, why are you shouting?” asked the big mouse.
“There is a very powerful guy from outside. He is invincible all the way and is about to reach the cave.”
The little white-bone demon explained aggrievedly.
“Where is the bone demon guarding the cave?” the big mouse asked again.
“Killed by one move, the Bone King is currently dragging him,” the Little Bone Demon said quickly.
"You're a bunch of trash, come with me to go out and have a look." The big mouse stood up and walked with its fat body, swaying.
The earth also shook.
I then led countless white-bone demons and swaggered outside.
…………
In the Bone Forest, the cold wind howls.
Countless strange tombstones stood up, and there seemed to be the sound of bones breaking.
Occasionally a few leaves float by with the breeze.
Xu Zimo looked at the big guy in front of him. The Bone King's whole body was covered with sharp white bones.
White bones hang out upside down, even sharper than the sharp awn of a knife.
When Xu Zimo slashed the Ba Ying in his hand, he only heard a "boom" explosion.
The Bone King was cut in half by Ba Ying, and his bones were broken, but soon, the bones recovered again.
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“You can’t kill me here,” the Bone King laughed.
“There are countless bones here, so I don’t have to worry about running out of bones.”
“Really?” Xu Zimo raised his head and glanced at him.
I saw his domineering shadow pointing towards the sky, and suddenly a thunder struck down, like the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder being awakened.
Like thousands of thunders, they descended directly from the sky and immediately enveloped the Bone King inside.
The next moment, screams sounded incessantly.
“You are not the flame of understanding, how can there be thunder,” the Bone King shouted.
