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1820 Baoshan

 Mr. Cheng, who was looking at the skeleton frame from the side, also remembered something and his pupils shrank:

"This is a weird corpse!!"

Mr. Cheng waved his sleeves.

Crackling.

Dozens of corpses flew down from the mountain of corpses and landed on the ground. After a closer look, these dozens of corpses were all strange corpses. Even though they had already guessed, everyone was still shocked at this time, and they raised their heads involuntarily.

Looking up, this 10,000-foot-tall mountain of corpses is actually made up of strange corpses.

Everyone couldn't help but feel cold all over.

In Mangzhou.

For hundreds of years.

You can also see a few weird ones appearing one after another.

If it hadn't been for the recent tightness on the front lines, which allowed some of the weirdos to cross the cordon and sneak into Mangzhou, they would never have had the chance to see what real weirdos were like in their lives.

Just.

What’s puzzling is that.

Why did the Yuling Sect set up numerous barriers to imprison these countless strange corpses here?

Mr. Cheng's expression changed again and again.

This stone door had the biggest reaction before. He thought there was some great treasure here, but he never imagined that it turned out to be a strange skull mountain, and he wasted a forbidden forbidden pearl. He couldn't help but regret it. If he had known this,

He chose the other two stone doors.

Mr. Cheng glanced up and down at the mountain of corpses with a gloomy expression.

Unwilling to say:

"Everyone worked together to clean up the skeleton. Maybe the treasure is buried under the mountain!"

Where they were, there was no place to place the strange corpses. If they really had to dispose of them, they would have to burn them with fire.

Strange corpses are like useless to immortal cultivators. They can neither be used as medicine to make elixirs, nor can they be put into furnaces to refine weapons. They cannot be used as materials for spiritual talismans. They can only be used as materials for monks who specialize in studying strange habits.

Mr. Cheng just finished speaking.

There was a "pop" sound from his fingertips, and a ball of flame came out.

The flames followed him as he was thrown forward, swaying and falling on a mountain of corpses at his feet.

Everyone followed suit one by one and used the flame technique to burn the corpse of the monster. Fu Shiyi, who was behind the crowd, had a strange look on his face.

Little did I know.

When entering this place.

The blue vortex in the consciousness sea space once again sends a message:

"Eat...eat...eat..."

Xiaokong expressed a strong will.

Fu Shiyi could only suppress it with all his strength.

To others, this strange skeleton is worthless, but to Xiao Kong, it is a good meal.

See this mountain of corpses.

She immediately felt that she had found a treasure.

This strange corpse can last for millions of years without decaying, which means that it is at least level five or above. For Xiaokong, it is undoubtedly a great supplement. After devouring this ten thousand-foot-long corpse, maybe it can

That giant egg hatched!

When everyone started to set fire to the corpses.

Fu Shiyi is still able to keep his composure and remain calm.

This corpse has been immortal for millions of years, and ordinary fireball spells have no effect on it.

Sure enough.

The next moment.

The flames falling on the corpse emitted "sizzling" black smoke, but no matter how the corpse was burned, the corpse remained the same.

"What's going on?"

Mr. Cheng frowned.

As a fifth-level weapon refining master, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. Could it be that these corpses were not strange corpses, but some extraordinary weapon refining materials.
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