Lord of Bones

Chapter 552 Wenmang Mountains
The vast mountains, with their peaks and peaks, are endless, like an endless dragon winding up and down.

The ravines are criss-crossed, like the veins of the earth, deep, shallow, and intricate.

The Wenmang Mountains seem to be the boundary between heaven and earth, boundless and immeasurable in their vastness.

As the grass and trees sway, the entire mountain range seems to be trembling with majestic momentum.

Monsters are rampant in the valleys, and the trees a hundred feet tall are vulnerable to collision.

Birds are flying on the top of the mountains, and the stars in the night sky are dim.

The huge bright moon hangs high, but it cannot illuminate the deep mountains and forests. It can only cast mottled moon shadows, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness.

Deep in the mountains, the roars of wild beasts and the songs of birds can be heard from time to time. The sounds echo in the empty valleys, making people feel heart-stopping.

A few soft lights were looming, seemingly playing with the night wind. They were bright and dark, revealing a rather small village.

In the village, wooden houses are scattered in an orderly manner, and the roofs are covered with thick moss and broken tiles, which seem to tell the vicissitudes of time.

The giant birds that covered the sky and the moon were hovering over the village. Their wings beat a strong storm, but they did not dare to fall into the village easily.

The children faced the morning glow and took two deep breaths of fresh air, their faces filled with innocence and expectation.

There was only the occasional chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves.

"The moment the space was torn apart, the entire mountain forest seemed to be shaking, and that powerful force seemed to swallow everything up.

early morning.

However, when the sound reached the outskirts of the village, it instantly became much weaker, as if it was blocked by an invisible force.

As the morning light grows, the children greet each other and rush out of the wooden door like birds, eager to start a new day.

As the night grew darker, the village fell into silence.

They were dressed in rough animal skins and cloth, and their hands skillfully handled the corpses of several monster beasts.

Most of the villagers were already immersed in sleep, and only a dozen middle-aged men and women were still busy.

With the help of the weak lights in the village and the dim moonlight shining in the sky, it can be vaguely seen that the village is actually located on a huge vine.

In the morning full of vitality and hope, every child in the small mountain village welcomes the new day in their own way, looking forward to the beauty and adventure in the future.

For children, as long as they can break through to the sixth level of Qi Refining Realm, they will have the opportunity to follow the adults to explore the world outside the village.

The only storage bag in the village looked particularly precious under the light, and could hardly contain the harvest.

"I have told you before, that boy is no ordinary person." The village chief spoke slowly, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, "You were not in the village at the time, I was the only one who saw that scene at the entrance of the village.

A middle-aged man said worriedly to the old man in coarse clothes and white hair next to him.

There are narrow and winding paths connecting the houses, with various wild flowers and grasses growing on both sides. Occasionally, you can see a few busy small animals passing through.

The peaceful and peaceful village shrouded in a layer of mysterious power has become a pure land in the Wenmang Mountains.

Deep in the dark mountain forest, a thunderous roar of a beast suddenly came, shocking the soul.

Under the careful guidance of the adults, they began to exercise their bodies and cultivate their vitality. Every movement seemed so serious and powerful.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed honestly twice: "Village Chief, please stop being so secretive and tell me quickly..."

On the top of the mountains, wisps of morning glow fell like golden ribbons, shrouding the entire small mountain village in a bright light.

The middle-aged men and women who had finished dealing with the corpses of the monsters returned to their respective wooden houses and turned off the lights.

"Village Chief, it's been several months, and the young man may not be able to wake up."

Although they have heard that the world outside the village is dangerous since they were young, their curiosity and longing for the unknown world fills their hearts with expectations.

In the Wenmang Mountains, level five monsters are rampant. It is not easy for them to survive on this land.

The old man shook his head slowly, with a deep light shining in his eyes, and said solemnly: "I expect he will wake up in the next few days."

These were the trophies of their hunt today. Although they did not kill them with their own hands, being able to snatch these prey from the mouths of high-level monsters was enough to prove their agility and courage.

"This scene is enough to prove how amazing the power of space teleportation experienced by that young man was.

The rattan is tough, carries the weight of the village, and also protects the safety of the villagers.

This village seems to contain some kind of mysterious power, which prevents these high-level monsters from approaching easily.

Although the village chief cannot cultivate Yuan, his understanding of the path to Yuan Xiu is deeper than those of them who are in the Void Realm.

"Roar!"

This vine is extremely strong, like a giant dragon twisting and circling, lifting the entire village in the air.

The criss-crossing paths in the village, as well as the avenue leading to the outside world at the entrance of the village, are all made of huge canes.

There is a primitive and peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

From the window of the wooden house, young and young heads poked out one after another.

"He is just a young man whose physical strength is equivalent to that of an ordinary Yuanshen realm, but he is able to survive unharmed under the power of this space. This makes people marvel at the excellence of his talent.

They have received guidance from the village chief and have benefited a lot.

The cultivation level of middle-aged men and women is generally not high, and most of them stay in the Yuanli realm and the Taoxu realm, which are already the strongest combat power in the village.

"The Vine Emperor who protects the village is also powerless in the face of this force, and can barely maintain its suppressive power.

“Such extraordinary qualifications cannot be cultivated by ordinary sects.

"It is very likely that he is the direct disciple of the leader of a certain huge sect.

"It may even have a deeper background and secrets..."

"Village Chief, you are going too far again..."

The middle-aged man interrupted the village chief and couldn't help but remind him.

This old man was not a native of the small mountain village.

Fifty years ago, he was accidentally rescued by the Fuji Emperor and settled down in this mysterious village.

Because of his profound research on the Way of Xiuyuan, he was elected as the village chief by the villagers, and he has been in this position for nearly fifty years.

For the people in the village, the world outside the Wenmang Mountains is a place full of unknowns and mysteries.

They have lived on this land since childhood, and the furthest they have ever been is the huge waterfall fifty miles outside the village.

Therefore, they all relied on what the village chief told them about the outside world.

The middle-aged people have been listening to the village chief’s stories for decades.

The descriptions and legends about the outside world have long been memorized by heart, and he can almost recite them backwards and forwards.

Although these stories were familiar to him, he was still full of curiosity and longing for the village chief's words.

Looking forward to one day being able to explore the unknown world in person.

The old man chuckled twice, with a bit of relief in his eyes, and said slowly: "At first, I thought that boy might not escape death.

“However, his body’s ability to repair itself was beyond my expectations.

“His injuries have basically recovered in the past few days.

"I estimate that he will wake up in the next two days."

The middle-aged man's eyes widened with disbelief on his face: "Really?

"How can such a serious injury be repaired by oneself?" In fact, the middle-aged man went out early and came back late every day, busy hunting. Except for a quick glance at the young man when he first landed at the entrance of the village, he never looked at it again.

After all, in everyone's opinion, the young man's injuries were too serious and he was almost certain to die.

At this time, the hunting team in the village had already assembled and began to greet the middle-aged people to set off.

The middle-aged man hurriedly said to the village chief: "Village Chief, it's time for us to set off.

"When I come back in the evening, I will definitely go to your place to see him."

The village chief nodded and said: "Go, remember not to go too far, safety is the most important thing."

The well-respected old village chief in the small mountain village is named Li Yuanlong.

Although most people in the village do not know his original name, the title "village chief" has been deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

He is now sixty-five years old. Due to his inability to cultivate his energy, the traces of time are particularly obvious on his face, making him much older than his peers.

Although people who cannot cultivate the Yuan can theoretically live to be a hundred years old, it is generally believed that those who can live to the age of seventy are considered to have a long life.

Therefore, for the village chief, in a few years, when he reaches the threshold of seventy years old, he may also usher in the end of his life.

In the village chief's simple wooden house, a young man was lying on a wooden bed.

He was wearing a coarse singlet and had a handsome face, but at the moment he was in a deep coma.

The young man was Li Yuan who was transported here through the Lingyun Order.

A few months ago, he broke through space and came to this mysterious mountain village.

His clothes were in pieces, dripping with blood, there was not a single piece of intact skin on his body, his bones were covered with bones, and his injuries were extremely tragic.

Under the careful care of the village chief, and relying on the strong self-healing ability of his own spine, Li Yuan's injuries miraculously healed.

Now, there are no traces of injury on his body, and his skin is as smooth as before, but he is still unconscious.

People in the village were amazed by Li Yuan's recovery ability, and at the same time full of respect for the village chief's superb medical skills.

.........

Under the boundless darkness, the sky is like a huge inkstone, deep and mysterious.

Suddenly, the wind suddenly rose, the thunder roared, and endless thunder rolled in the dark sky.

The thunder is like a giant dragon, winding and circling, rolling and roaring.

Their roars were deafening, echoing throughout the infinite heaven and earth.

Thick red and black fog spread from the sky, carrying an aura of destruction, as if it was about to swallow the entire world.

In the dense fog, countless black and red lightning flashed, like a world-destroying fire, burning the sky.

The space trembled under this force, and cracks were like huge black centipedes, covering the entire sky, as if they were going to tear the world apart completely.

High in the sky, countless Yuan patterns quietly emerge. They are as bright as stars and contain endless mysteries.

These elemental patterns are intertwined and connected with each other, forming a huge formation.

The array slowly closed, like an invisible hand holding the entire sky in its palm.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to fall into chaos and darkness.

Only the roar of thunder and the spread of red and black fog became the only light in this dark world.

"Qiankun, the great formation of Burning Yuan and Killing Gods has been completed, and the Yuan-Destroying Spirit Pestle has been sacrificed."

A powerful and majestic voice came from the diffuse red and black fog.

"Rumble--"

As the words echoed, thunder sounded, and the whole world trembled.

The brontosaurus in the thick red and black fog surged even more crazily, their roars piercing the cracked gold stone.

The sound of thunder gave off a dull and dull feeling.

Suddenly, several thunder dragons broke through the thick red and black fog like cotton wool, revealing a majestic figure that reached the sky.

The mouth of the cauldron is open, and the nine-color divine fire inside is burning brightly, wrapping a cylindrical divine object with bright light flowing on it.

Under the light, the entire sky was shaking, as if it could not withstand the pressure of the divine object.

As the thick red and black fog gradually faded, a blood-red artifact hundreds of miles long slowly emerged.

It is thick at both ends and slender in the middle, with a hazy blood-colored glow flowing on it, boundless.

The aura of the divine weapon filled the air, carrying an unrivaled pressure and suppressing it, as if it wanted to bring the entire world under its control.

The Yuan-Destroying Spirit Pestle emerged from the giant cauldron that reached the sky, with thousands of blood-red thunder dragons lingering on it.

These thunder dragons circle and fly in the air, like messengers of the guardian gods.

Finally, the Yuan-Destroying Divine Pestle was suspended in the center of the Burning Yuan-Slaying God Formation, echoing with the surrounding Yuan patterns, forming a huge and mysterious power field.

The entire world seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only the blood-red artifact and the roar of the thunder dragon echoing.

Suddenly, a terrifying energy surged in the formation, gathering towards the Soul-Destroying Spirit Pestle like a violent torrent.

The entire world seemed to be trembling under the influence of this energy.

At the same time, in the sky, figures appeared out of thin air, exuding powerful auras, as if gods descended from the earth.

One of the black figures is particularly eye-catching.

He was shrouded in a hazy black light, unable to see his face clearly. His feet were in the void, and the aura emitted was terrifying.

This black figure looked down at the man in blue and blue cloud-patterned robes below, and let out a ferocious roar:

"With the Yuan-Destroying Spirit pestle blessed by the Burning Yuan-Slaying God Formation, let's see who can save you.

"I will devour you today."

Facing this roar, the blue figure did not show any fear.

He was under the great formation, shrouded in colorful divine radiance, as if he was in a mysterious protective shield.

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he mocked:

"Not bad.

"In order to kill me alone, you twelve great divine bones joined forces to refine the Yuan-Burning God-Slaying Formation. You really didn't care about the cost."

"As long as I can get rid of you, no matter how high the price is, it's worth it."

At this time, another old and firm voice sounded in the sky. It was like an ancient echo, penetrating the clouds and reaching people's hearts.

As the old and firm voice fell, the black figure shouted softly: "Go!"

Immediately, the Yuan-Destroying Divine Pestle surrounded by thousands of blood-red thunder dragons, blessed by the powerful power of the Burning Yuan-Slaying God Formation, crashed down like an alien object from the sky, overwhelming the green figure.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to change color, and the destructive power made people feel despair.

But the green figure showed no fear in front of this power.

He murmured: "Is this the end?"

(End of this chapter)