What appeared in front of Dongfang Mo was a huge head.

The head is about the size of a skull, and its skin is black with ink luster.

His face was ferocious, his eyes were open. There were wounds staggered horizontally and vertically on his scalp, and it seemed that he could still see the solidified blood.

It is worth mentioning that there is also a vertical eye at the center of the head and eyebrows. The vertical eyelids are slightly opened and closed, and one of the eclipses can be seen in it.

Caught off guard, Dongfang Mo was shocked by the head, especially the giant eyes staring at him, which gave him an invisible pressure.

But the next moment Dongfang Mo reacted. The lonely head in front of him had long lost its vitality, and the part below his neck was gone.

This thing is like being soaked in the evil lake for countless years.

For some reason, when he saw this head, Dongfang Mo only felt familiar, especially when he saw the vertical eye between the eyebrows of the head and the eyebrows.

So his thoughts quickly turned. Soon, his expression moved, and he finally remembered that he had seen a book about various ethnic groups in the Sutra Library of Qingling Dao Sect, which described a race called the Three-Eyed Giant.

Most of the monks in that tribe had a height of dozens of feet, and the most obvious feature was that there was a vertical eye between the eyebrows.

The only difference is that the skin color of the Three-Eyed Giant tribe is not this pure black, it should be yellow.

But then again, if Dongfang Mo guessed correctly and the owner of the head in front of him was the Three-eyed Giant, then he would have a shocking thought about where he was.

The so-called ancient and evil place was the battlefield left by the battles of major races back then. So it should be that there should be countless corpses on the battlefield.

So the head in front of me was probably left by the three-eyed giant monks who died in the battle back then.

After pondering for a while, Dongfang Mo seemed to have thought of something. At this time, he walked forward with a blood-colored bead in his hand.

And when he bypassed the huge head and walked forward about a hundred feet away, he saw a giant figure appearing in front of him.

It was a thing that was four or five meters high, nearly twenty meters long, and a black dust like a hill.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo frowned and saw him continue to walk forward.

When he approached this "hill", he began to observe carefully. Soon after, he touched his chin and nodded secretly.

This "small hill" is a headless body. From the perspective of size, it goes without saying that it should be the part below the head of the three-eyed giant before.

Like that head, this torso also presents a pure black color.

And just as Dongfang Mo's heart was shaking, he suddenly turned around in a sense, and on the right direction, he faintly saw a tall shadow.

So he flipped his hands and took out the whisk, walking towards the shadow with great vigilance.

When he got closer, he found that it was an old man wearing armor and nine feet tall.

The old man held a long steel sword in his hand and had short beards on his chin.

The man had a spear that pierced him into his chest, but now his eyes were closed and his body also had no breath.

From the two ears that emerged from the old man's head, Dongfang Mo could tell the identity of his Night Spirit Clan monk at a glance.

After looking around this person for a few rounds, he began to slowly move his body.

Next, from the nearest to the nearest to hundreds of feet, Dongfang Mo would see a black and broken body or a broken body.

From the appearance of these corpses, he distinguished that in addition to the Night Spirit and the Three-Eyed Giant, he also saw the Blue Demon, Human, Demon and Nether Clan. There were even some strange appearances and different appearances, and he could not recognize what kind of clan it was.

In addition to these people, he also saw a monk holding a bowl with only half of his body left.

Without exception, all of these people were lifeless, and their bodies were covered with a pitch-black color, like poured ink.

"This is the real ancient evil place!"

Dongfang Mo stopped and murmured to himself.

In order to compete for the star field that was suspected of having the Chaos Mysterious Treasure born, various ethnic groups fought and smashed the star field into pieces.

The Black Rock Star Domain is part of the star domain that year, falling to the human nebula and fixed it.

And now where he is at his feet is a battlefield in that battle back then.

Dongfang Mo guessed that those who can participate in that war, in addition to the extremely strong ethnic group they are in, they must also have strong strength.

For example, the Night Spirit Cultivator who had planted the blood poison of the corpse evil spirits for him had a real cultivation level in the realm of the Reincarnation Realm. This woman escaped by chance and survived the battle, otherwise she would become a corpse that was soaked in the evil lake.

Although all the people around Dongfang Mo died and only had their bodies left behind, he could imagine that if these people were still alive, they would probably be able to crush his existence. No matter how bad these people were in their lives, they should have the cultivation level of the Dao Breaking Realm. Maybe even there is a half-ancestor among them.

"hiss!"

As soon as I remembered this, Dongfang Mo's eyes suddenly shone brightly.

Since these people are strong, the magic weapons and storage bags they left behind after their death are definitely a huge fortune.

In recent years, because he was soaked in the evil lake, he could only get here by chance by relying on the blood-colored beads in his hand. It is possible that he was the first person to appear here alive since the battle that year.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo could no longer suppress his excitement. He walked quickly in a certain direction without any hesitation, and soon arrived in front of the old man of the Ye Ling tribe before.

Looking at the person standing in the lake, he slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the long steel sword in the person's hand with a hint of excitement.

His palm was still far away, and under the agitation of his magic power, a suction force burst out in the palm of his palm, ready to capture the sword in the air.

"Bang!"

However, the next moment he unexpectedly happened. The steel sword in the old man's hand was immediately broken and scattered. Not only that, after several broken swords fell to the ground, each sword body was smashed again, turning into gravel, melting into one with the sand under his feet.

"this……"

Dongfang Mo looked at this scene in horror, as if he couldn't react.

But then he looked at the old man's waist, and saw three storage bags hanging around the man's waist.

He made the case according to law and suddenly reached out to the storage bag around the man's waist.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

As expected, the three storage bags also exploded, and after falling to the ground, they turned into black gravel. He did not see anything falling out of the storage bag.

Moreover, this time it seemed that Dongfang Mo's power was a bit too strong. With his capture, the body of the old man of the Ye Ling tribe also collapsed and fell down like powder in front of him. Even the spear inserted in the man's chest did not escape this disaster.

It turns out that these magical instruments and storage bags have long lost their spirituality and become decaying after being soaked by the evil energy lake for countless years. Even the body of these people, after being eroded by the evil energy, turned black, and the outside is strong and hollow, and the remaining empty shells are broken as soon as they touch it.

With Dongfang Mo's cautious personality, it is naturally impossible to make a decision immediately, and then he came to the corpse of another Blue Demon monk.

Looking at the beauty who looked almost the same as the human race, even though her eyes had been eroded by countless years of evil spirit, she still emitted a faint blue light. Dongfang Mo stretched out her palm and grabbed a token made of jade in the woman's hand.

As he imagined, when the suction touched the token in the woman's hand, the object instantly shattered into black gravel.

Then I saw the girl's jade hand holding the token also began to shatter, and eventually her whole body and storage bag collapsed under Dongfang Mo's gaze.

In the next time, he saw Dongfang Mo's figure wandering at the bottom of the evil lake, which was unknown how wide it was. Wherever he passed, he would check the corpse here to see if there were any unexpected gains.

However, everything he did was destined to be futile. No matter the storage bags, physical bodies, or magic tools of these people, they could withstand the corrosion of evil spirits and lakes for countless years.

So Dongfang Mo expanded the scope of his search. In three days, his footprints almost covered tens of thousands of feet.

Three days later, his figure finally stopped at some smooth place.

After looking at the blood-colored beads that had been held by him in his hand, swallowing the evil spirits around him like a bottomless pit, Dongfang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.

Soon, he seemed to have thought of something, and reached out to grab a spirit beast bag on his waist, and then grabbed the white monkey.

As soon as Fang appeared, the white monkey, the size of a palm, looked at the evil spirits around him that turned into mist, rolling into blood-colored beads in Dongfang Mo's hands, and the evil spirits flowing three meters away from him. The beast stared at him with shock. It and Dongfang Mo now seemed to be wrapped in a bubble of three meters.

"Splash Monkey, go and have a look!"

Dongfang Mo turned a blind eye to the shock in the beast's eyes, but looked at it and spoke in a commanding tone.

After saying that, he undressed the beast.
Chapter completed!