Vol 3 Chapter 273: Snow Mountain Skeleton

"Northern Underworld?"
Feng Hao frowned slightly. He studied many legends of the earth and was very interested in them.
For a long time, Feng Hao also believed that these myths and stories of the earth, as well as stories, could not be groundless.
It is very likely that in the ancient times of the earth, those who wrote myths and legends and stories saw or experienced the world of floods by chance.
Just like in the misty land now, there are many human monks on the earth mixed in. No one can test the evidence. In the long past of the earth, has anyone strayed into the flood land.
"There is a fish in Beiming, its name is 鲲. It ’s so big that it does n’t know how many miles it is, and it turns into a bird. Its name is Peng. The back of Peng, I do n’t know how many miles it is. Flying with anger, its wings are like Clouds from the sky ... "
When it comes to Beiming, Feng Hao naturally thinks of this description, but it is not certain whether there will be Xun Peng in this Beiming place in the flood and wasteland.
If any, Feng Hao doesn't know how much it has to do with the ancient Xu Peng who was sealed by him ...
At that time, he achieved the highest ancestor of Daozu, which sealed the ancient Hongjun and Kun Peng.
"The land of the North Nether is full of crisis. There is a black sea where the sun can't shine, and it is more terrible than the dead land in the south ... Really?
The spirit light of the southern boundary flickered, and he glared at the unicorn blazingly.
Spit out from the mouth of the fire unicorn, there is no good news, after all, the grave has been dug more, with a bit of obscurity.
"I can't fly away, old Sun. What's the point of coming here if it's not for those few fruits?"
Sun Wukong's eyes shot fierce light, and he had eaten the demon fruit. If he knew the taste, he could not resist the temptation.
The little ball nodded and said, "Go!"
Feng Hao glanced at the small ball in surprise, and it looked like ... the extremely demon demon fruit was really good, even being a beast could not resist the temptation.
"Then go, Fire Unicorn leads the way ..."
Feng Hao is full of curiosity and eagerness to explore the world of Honghuang.
Only by truly understanding those stories in Huaxia's legends will we find ways to dig out the truth.
Dig out those beings that exist in the legend.
The earth is far more complicated than Feng Hao imagined. It shouldn't be a status plane, maybe ... it's a plane no less than a world of thousands.
It's just that he hasn't fully recovered yet.
But the world of floods and famines already has the grace of a world of thousands.
"Go, this place is a little far from the North Underworld ... During the period, there may be flood and wild species, this place is very ominous ..."
The group set out, but the southern spirit said cautiously.
He was born together with the heart of the world, knowing too much about the past and history. For the spirits, Beiming is more like the destination of the undead.
Forever night.
Where the sun never shines.
Although the southern spirit is a spirit body, its attributes are not feminine, but like a hot flame.
Huo Qilin also followed the atmosphere to lead the way, no longer the kind of nonsense in the past, and became particularly focused.
"Don't say, the more you panic as you go north ..."
Sun Wukong said.
It is not near Beiming yet, but it is already able to see a white, boundless snow mountain.
At the end of the skyline of the Snow Mountain, there ... it seems like an endless magic abyss.
Feng Hao and others flew across the snow mountain, the speed is fast, like a few streamers across the sky ...
Under the calm snow-capped mountains, many unknown secrets are buried, and the bones are confused with the snow and cannot be distinguished.
But some of the white bones are exuding golden light, and Yuyu is radiant, especially in the snow and ice.
"That's the skeleton of the heavenly Jinxian ..."
Nanjie Ling said, his expression was extra dignified.
"Jinxian?"
Feng Hao frowned, judging from the bones of the golden fairy in the snow, the realm should be equivalent to a saint.
There is still some distance from the emperor.
And his cultivation has now returned to the supreme state, and there are no problems with ten or hundreds of living Jinxian.
No evidence.
Continue to deepen, and the bones in the snow began to grow ... there are even glazed bones.
You may have the practice of the emperor during your lifetime.
Feng Hao was slightly surprised. The floodland was completely different from the earth, and there was such a powerful existence.
The key point is that he is as strong as the emperor, who actually died in the Arctic.
Sun Wukong was a little panicked. The reason why he was called the King of Fighting and Fighting, Qitian Dasheng ... because he was a strong man at the saint level.
It's not far from the emperor.
But this Arctic land exists with the bones of the emperor, making people creepy.
"or……"
Fire Qilin leads the way, and the body has begun to fight. The death in the southern region did not make it scary, but the Arctic land made it from the heart.
"Feng Hao, the skeleton of the emperor moved ..."
The small ball always observes the bones of the emperor, and suddenly sees that one of the emperor's bones is moving.
At the same time, a powerful breath of death enveloped the endless snowy mountain in an instant.
"Death is so powerful, isn't it even more horrible before the holy?" Sun Wukong paused, and quickly offered the golden hoop stick, and at the same time, fire eyes and gold eyes blinked.
Except for Feng Hao and the Southern Spirit, the others were waiting.
"Off!"
A corpse of the deceased volcano's body came up, and the treasures flowed, filled with sacred breath.
"Since it's dead, why stay obsessed with life?"
Feng Hao shook his head and immediately cracked down, and Kirin's arm blasted into the air, colliding with the bones of the rushing Emperor.
There was a ripple in the void.
"Not willing ..."
Unwilling thoughts came from the bones of the emperor, but in only one round, the bones of Liulibao's body were broken ...
Completely disappeared from the world.
"So ... fast?" Sun Wukong stunned, feeling even more unfathomable about Feng Hao's strength ...
The progress is too fast. At the time outside Huashan, Xiuwei was definitely not as strong as it is now.
However, how long has it passed? It is so scary ...
Feng Hao still has magma-like energy surges on his arms. He is not used to using the power of the origin. This feeling of punching to the flesh can make him clearly feel how much Xiu has recovered.
However, after destroying a skeleton of the emperor, the immortal army buried in the snow for thousands of years crawled out.
Thousands of saints appeared with the bones of the emperor, and the breath emanated, making this world turbulent.
"Hell, this is why the spirits of the Five Elements can flow unimpeded? With their cultivation, where can they resist any skeleton ..."
Sun Wukong felt that his scalp was numb, and three dozen bones were not so irritable.
The southern spirit said quietly: "Because the spirit of the five elements can also be regarded as a half spirit body, the spirit of this kingdom will not be attacked by these bones ..."
The spirit of the southern boundary stepped forward, thinking that these bones would not attack him. Who knew that the words had not been finished yet, the bones of an emperor had already shot.
The power of heaven and earth interweaves the avenue in its hands, suppressing the spirit toward the south.