Chapter 1469 Burial in the God Ridge

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The first thousand four hundred and sixty-nine chapters buried in the mountain

"Naki, he also came to Asura Road to practice?"

Lin Ming took a deep breath, thinking that it was reasonable to come here. After the battle with himself, Naqi was also the best person who came to the Asura Road to experience. It was not surprising that he entered the Asura Road.

Including Longya, Xingchi and others of the human race, they should all be on the Asura Road now, but they haven't encountered them.

Next to Naqi, there was an old man. The old man had his eyes closed, and he seemed to be using some kind of secret technique. Lin Ming's eyes narrowed, and he could faintly see the countless perceptions emanating from him, covering the surrounding area of ​​his body. dozens of miles.

What made Lin Ming secretly fearful was that this old man was a real world king, and beside him, there were two middle-aged people who were also half-step realm kings!

"Naki is here too, did he notice my presence?"

Lin Ming pondered slightly, he left a word "Lin" on the Emperor Carving Stone. If Naqi also went to the Emperor Carving Stone, seeing the word "Lin", he might not think of himself.

Although the Human Race and the Saint Race made an armistice treaty, which did not allow the warriors of the Human Race and the Saint Race to kill each other, but this truce treaty has a scope, that is, it is limited to the scope of the God's Domain. , it does not violate the content of the treaty, and there is no need to worry about the backlash of demons.

If Naqi really decides that he is in the demon city, he will definitely launch a hunt for him...

"Perhaps, the secret technique that the realm king used was even looking for me!" This thought flashed through Lin Ming's mind.

In Fatty Zhou's team, Lin Ming and Naqi got closer and closer. Naqi rode the mighty one-horned wolf and looked around, with the demeanor of a superior.

In fact, Naqi was indeed a high-ranking person in Tian Yao City. Just being a Mr. Zhou Da shocked many people.

Na Qi's gaze swept across Lin Ming, he didn't look at Lin Ming, he just stayed on Fatty Zhou and no longer paid attention to Lin Ming's team.

Beside Naqi, Mr. Zhou Da still closed his eyes tightly, and from time to time he played one or two seals. These seals flew up and down around Mr. Zhou Da, which seemed very mysterious.

Mr. Zhou Da looked for Lin Ming with the breath left by Lin Ming in the carved stone of the emperor. The art of seeing the earth and hearing the sky is also a secret art to find the target according to the breath. Tracking.

However, when Lin Ming and Naqi crossed each other, Mr. Zhou Da continued to use various seals, and he could only hear the sound of "Pong Peng Peng"'s sleeves breaking into the wind.

From beginning to end, he did not open his eyes, let alone see Lin Ming.

Lin Ming's face was calm as usual, his disguise technique could change his aura, appearance, and soul fluctuations, even the Great Realm King could not see through.

Lin Ming's only worry was that the Demon King One Feather would betray him, but luckily the Demon King One Feather didn't know Naqi.

In this way, Emperor Naqi and his party entered the demon city, while Lin Ming and the others left the demon city, nothing happened.

Emperor Naqi would never have thought that just now, he had passed by Lin Ming.

"Your Highness, where are we going now?"

"Go to the Black God Castle in Tian Yao City,

There may be some discoveries there. If this kid Lin Ming goes deep into the wilderness, the Heavenly Demon City is an inevitable stop. When he comes to the Heavenly Demon City, he will most likely go to the Black God's Castle first, and look there for tasks that he can complete. After obtaining the rune of God, let's see if we can find him in the Black God Castle. Even if we can't find it, we may find other clues. "

"Your Highness is wise!"

In this way, Emperor Naqi and his party set out for the Black God Castle.

At this time, Lin Ming and the others had already left the city for dozens of miles. Twelve people spread out their movements and were galloping with lightning speed!

The twelve people ran for a few quarters of an hour, and ran for tens of thousands of miles. At this time, Fatty Zhou's speed slowed down.

"It's almost time for God Burial Ridge."

As Fatty Zhou said, Lin Ming looked up and saw a winding black mountain range on the horizon. This mountain range exudes an ancient and desolate atmosphere, giving people a special feeling .

Lin Ming even found that along the way, near the God Burying Ridge, they didn't encounter any beasts. It seemed that the beasts were afraid of the aura of the God Burying Ridge and avoided it on purpose.

"Hey, Fatty, do you know the origin of this God Burying Ridge?" Xiao Moxian asked out of curiosity. Many people also looked at Fatty Zhou. They also wanted to know the origin of God Burying Ridge. land, most likely not naturally occurring.

Fatty Zhou smiled and was called Fatty by Little Moxian. He wasn't annoyed at all, it was his nickname.

"I don't know the origin of this place, but I heard that Burial God Ridge has existed for tens of billions of years. It's very evil! You can follow me in a while, don't act on your own, die in it, I can It doesn't matter."

After Fatty Zhou finished speaking, he patted his belly and walked ahead like a penguin, leading the way.

Following him was Xiao Moxian, who still had a relaxed and excited expression on her face. In stark contrast to this was the Demon King Sole Feather. He had been silent since he left the city gate. He was about to sink out of the water, and he faintly discovered the fact that among this group of people, although it is not said that he is the weakest, he is also considered to be at the bottom of the middle and lower reaches.

Many of them are not as talented as him, but their cultivation is much higher than his. Only Lin Ming and Xiao Moxian had the same cultivation base as him, and these two had such monstrous talents.

Fatty Zhou walked very slowly, from noon to night, and then to late night, only walking one or two hundred miles.

During this period, everyone saw nothing, but saw endless barren mountains and ridges. Not to mention beasts, there were very few plants, and many rocks were bare and exposed, weathered by wind and rain.

"I said, Fatty Zhou, you're walking too slowly. You can't walk more than two hundred miles in a day. I heard that this God Burying Ridge is tens of thousands of miles in diameter. If we go on like this, won't we be able to reach the end in a few months?"

The person who spoke was a young man from the Holy Clan. He walked so slowly all the way, not to mention the danger in the legend. He didn't even see a ghost. He was a little impatient.

"You still want to go to the end? This is the God Burying Ridge! If you can survive a few thousand miles, it is good fortune. If you want to go to the end, you don't want to live anymore!" Fatty Zhou said unceremoniously.

The Saint Clan youth frowned, and being reprimanded like this, he was inevitably upset, "Speak politely, we are your guests, and those who can be in this team are not mortals, even those three god-changing warriors are afraid It is from an extraordinary background, you may not be able to afford to offend."

"Hey, who are you talking about?" Xiao Moxian was unwilling to hear that she was classified as "even those three god-changing warriors".

At this time, Xiao Moxian, because of the disguise technique, does not look so pure and lovely, and the young saints do not buy it. They just snorted and stopped talking.

The crowd continued to move forward. Fatty Zhou seemed to be trying to get angry with the young man who complained. Not only did he not speed up, but he walked slower and slower.

In the first ten hours, he had walked a distance of nearly two hundred miles, but in the next four or five hours, Fatty Zhou went all the way until dawn, and he only took the crowd forward for forty or fifty miles, which was slower than ordinary people. !

Moreover, he often takes everyone around in circles, and the distance in a circle is doubled. If it is normal, this distance is a blink of an eye for a warrior, but now, under the leadership of Fatty Zhou, everyone is slow. Tun Tun crawls through these distances like a snail, but it makes many people depressed.

"I said, Fatty, why do you keep going around in circles? If we go on like this, we won't be able to find the God Burial Stone for a year!"

The young saints who spoke before became more and more impatient. Such a slow speed is really outrageous, and he always felt that this week Fatty was playing tricks, obviously there was no danger. Is it necessary, maybe he deliberately walked around in order to show his lack of existence.

Even this fat man is a liar. He teamed up with the staff of the Black God Castle to swindle the tester's money. In fact, he is a god-burial guide.

"I will take you in circles to avoid some possible dangerous places. Although those places are not necessarily dangerous, the possibility of encountering danger is much greater. Be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. Going slowly is better than losing your life. Be good."

Fatty Zhou explained patiently, but the young man didn't buy it, "The danger is what you said, where you say is dangerous is dangerous, how do we know if it is true or not, until now, we have not seen the danger of wool. !"

As the Saint Clan youth said this, Fatty Zhou's face sank and his eyes became icy cold, "Once the danger of Burial God Ridge appears, it may be fatal. You can curse yourself to death, don't take us."

Fatty Zhou's words contained a faint killing intent, and the Saint Clan youth frowned and did not continue to speak.

"If you don't believe me, you don't have to follow me and go on your own."

Fatty Zhou coldly dropped these words and continued to move forward. His speed was still slow, circling in circles from time to time.

Lin Ming followed behind Fatty Zhou and touched his chin. He also thought about whether Fatty Zhou was cheating with the dwarf old man in the Black God Castle. Look, he faintly felt that this person was not simple.

In short, I would rather believe it or not. Even if Fatty Zhou is a liar, he must have some understanding of God Burying Ridge himself, otherwise he won’t be able to deceive a few times, and I’m afraid he will die in God Burying Ridge.

As for the Saint Clan youth who complained, after the complexion changed several times, he still did not act alone. Even if this fat man pretends to be mystical and treats everyone as a fool, at least until now, they are all safe. (To be continued) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )