Journey to the head

Wang Yu's current condition can't get any worse.

There are too many corpse poisons entering the body, because there is no time to rest and detoxify, and it is no longer possible to detoxify with the help of magic pills.

There were wounds all over his body. Many of them could not heal due to the poison, and they could only barely stop the bleeding. Now the skin and flesh of the wounds were curled and black, and they had a horrible shape.

The most serious thing was that his right arm was torn off. That time was also the closest he came to death. Wu Qu and Goshawk were both destroyed in that battle.

Along the way, hundreds of miles, God knows how scary and weird it was!

A hanging-necked inn full of corpses, a human skin lantern floating at night, a corpse swamp full of corpses and human hair floating like water plants, a ghost tree forest with no leaves and covered with pale human hands...

Even though he is wearing the skin of a living corpse, he has a cautious and calm heart, a detailed analysis of the new rules in each place, and sufficient supplies and weapons, he still has a narrow escape!

Being able to fight for even half of his life was based on the fact that Wang Yu had no greed and only wanted to get on his way.

Along the way, Wang Yu also saw rare spiritual grasses that have long been extinct in the outside world, rare spiritual mines that are hard to find, and many strange treasures that are difficult to describe in words.

What moved him most was when he saw a clear ray of light swaying slowly in the trees a hundred feet away. Even from such a distance, you can still smell the fragrance. In an instant, your whole body feels comfortable, and your spiritual power is running a little faster.

The extremes of things must be reversed, and the yin and yang are born. What can be condensed in this extremely filthy place must be an extremely precious elixir!

But Wang Yu held it back, and he didn't even take a second look.

I have only one purpose, and that is to build the foundation!

No matter how good the other things are, they are just extraneous and cause trouble.

Only if you have no greed or desire can you get half a chance of life. He was seriously injured and even lost his right arm.

By now, his body has reached its limit, all three puppets have been destroyed, and he has truly reached the point of running out of ammunition and food.

Fortunately, the foundation building treasure land is right in front of us.

What appeared in front of Wang Yu was a huge canyon, hundreds of feet wide. The canyon was filled with thick miasma, making it difficult to see what was inside.

Wang Yu carefully looked around. The stone walls on both sides of the canyon were as smooth as mirrors. There was no path to climb, and a buzzing, noisy, and violent roar was coming from the bottom of the canyon.

Down here, I'm afraid, there are living corpses as densely packed as a sea!

Wang Yu used his eyesight enough to see an island-like platform in the middle of the canyon, which was exuding an incoherent attraction.

There is your own foundation-building treasure land!

But how can we cross without flying?

Wang Yu smiled bitterly. It seemed that in the end, God still refused to give him a convenience.

Then he raised his head and glanced at the clouds in the sky, calmed down and cheered secretly.

Over the past few days, he has also figured out that the cloud miasma in the sky is full of ferocious flying zombies, which are more dangerous than the ground. As long as any living creature flies up, it will be attacked by them.

Wang Yu even saw the legendary rotten dragon with his own eyes. The huge dragon body flashed past in the cloud miasma, bringing a feeling of despair and terror that still lingers in his mind.

However, now I don't fly very high, I just fly over the canyon. Shouldn't I attract the monsters in the sky?

Hopefully, there is no way out anyway.

Wang Yu no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his hand, a shuttle rose. He lay on the shuttle and rushed towards the platform! As we got closer, we realized that this was a hill in a canyon, with the top rising like an island floating in a sea of ​​miasma.

The top of the hill is about a hundred feet in diameter and is very flat. There seems to be someone on the top of the hill? !

Wang Yu was shocked. Before he could react, he heard a strange laugh and his body was sucked by a strong force. There was no possibility of struggling. The world was spinning and he was instantly photographed above the platform!

"There's corpse bait again, there's corpse bait again!"

A child shouted happily, but after taking a look at Wang Yu, he said disgustingly: "This bait is not good. It doesn't have much life left. I'm afraid the living corpse won't like it and won't be able to catch it."

A somewhat familiar voice rang out, full of flattery and flattery: "Ancestor, let's use something else first, there will be more later, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry."

Wang Yu tried his best to turn his head and see clearly the scene in front of him.

On the edge of the hilltop, there was a small boy standing, who looked to be about seven or eight years old.

His skin was pale, and the blue blood vessels under his skin were faintly visible. He had cute facial features and a round head and round face, but there was a cruel and fierce feeling in his innocent face.

This is the natural induction of taboo objects as a living being. It can be seen at just one glance that he is definitely not a living person!

He was holding a thick fishing rod and extending his head into the miasma. Is this fishing?

And beside him stood a groveling monk.

Wang Yu saw his appearance clearly and couldn't help but let out a low cry.

It turned out to be the newly promoted golden elixir from Da Chi Lou, the real Yuhu who once showed great power at the entrance to Jedi!

This Jindan master, who can suppress an entire county in the outside world, is kneeling aside at the moment, bending deeply, not daring to be taller than the boy, with a flattering smile on his face. How can he have any dignity like scolding everyone at the entrance?

What kind of character is this kid? His power has exceeded Wang Yu's perception. Can it be compared to Yuanying or Yuanshen?

Beside Master Yuhu, there are still seven or eight shivering Qi Practitioners imprisoned, all of them have earth-colored faces and are as tight as quails.

The child was about to speak when suddenly the fishing rod in his hand shook heavily!

"You've taken the bait! Ancestor, you've taken the bait!" Master Yuhu was even more excited than the child.

The child was also very excited, cheered, flicked his slender wrist, and swung the fishing rod high.

Master Yuhu shouted: "Okay! What a big... corpse!"

At the end of the fishing rod, on the crystal clear silk thread, a giant corpse three feet tall with muscles like rocks was holding the bait tightly, gnawing greedily, and would not let go even if it was caught by the rod.

If you look closely, you will see that what it gnawed into blood is the remains of a monk!

This kid is using the monk as bait to fish for the living corpse at the bottom of the canyon!

And now, he is also being used as corpse bait! Wang Yu suddenly broke out in cold sweat and his hair stood on end.

Seeing the foundation-building treasure land right in front of him, he was suspended in the air by a strange force. He was only a few feet away from touching the treasure land!

Is it possible that in this case, he was used as corpse bait and died in pain?

"The ancestor's fishing skills are amazing, and he brings great blessings to the sky. This giant corpse is so big and majestic! Tsk, tsk, it's rare to see it."

The child accepted the compliment proudly, stretched out his little hand to fish it out, and caught the three-foot-tall giant corpse in mid-air.

A three-foot-old child was tossing a three-foot-long giant upside down and looking at him. This scene was too scary. The child watched for a while, finally admiring his "catch" enough. With a wave of his hand, the giant corpse flew out and fell heavily in the distance, motionless.

Wang Yu turned his eyes and saw dozens of grotesque living corpses piled high there.

And not far from these living corpses, a spiritual vein shaped like a twig was shining brightly. (End of chapter)