Chapter 1470 Weird Death

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The first thousand four hundred and seventy chapters of the strange death

From noon to night, and from night to noon, the sky of Burial God Ridge seemed to be permanently covered with a layer of gray fog, preventing sunlight from entering.

Canggu rocks can be seen everywhere here. These rocks have experienced incomparably long years, as if the topography of this God Burying Ridge has not changed for billions of years.

Twelve people have already penetrated the distance of three or four hundred miles from Burial God Ridge, and at this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred! Fatty Zhou, who had been advancing slowly, suddenly jumped out like a fat rabbit being chased by a dog. His speed was unbelievably fast, and he jumped up and down on the ground, causing everyone else to be startled.

Lin Ming jumped back in a conditioned reflex, swiped his right hand on the Sumeru Ring, and the phoenix blood spear was unsheathed!

All this was accomplished in a flash of light and flint. Beside Lin Ming, Xiao Moxian's reaction was not slow at all. Her blood vessels were surging all over her body.

Lin Ming's first reaction was that Fatty Zhou encountered some kind of sudden danger, threw them away and escaped!

However, what surprised Lin Ming was that when they made the first warning, the surroundings were always quiet, the wind blew withered grass, the mountains and rocks remained desolate, and nothing happened.

And that week Fatty suddenly stopped after jumping out a few dozen feet. Fatty's right hand suddenly popped out and shot an air arrow. With a light pop, it seemed as if something had been hit.

Then Fatty Zhou walked over quickly and bent over to pick up something. His fat body made him feel like he was struggling when bending over.

Then, Fatty Zhou walked back with a blushing face. He was holding a red spirit grass in his hand, and with a flip of his fat palm, the spirit grass disappeared into his Sumeru ring and disappeared.

"Haha, luck, luck, I actually picked up a bloody orchid, which can be worth a lot of money, or take it back to make alchemy and eat it myself. escaped."

Fatty Zhou said in a carefree manner, and when he said these words, not to mention the Saint Clan youth who had been dissatisfied before, even Lin Ming felt unhappy in his heart.

This guy is really reliable! ?

It's nothing for him to collect spirit grass. In this secret realm, whoever finds the treasure should own it.

But before, Fatty Zhou took every step carefully, like a snail crawling. He said that if you walk carefully, you will die if you walk too fast, but when you suddenly found the spirit grass, he jumped more happily than a rabbit in a blink of an eye. He swept away dozens of feet, but nothing happened to him.

"You fucking come to entertain us!"

The young saints cursed angrily!

Fatty Zhou didn't want to enter, and threw a sentence, "If you don't believe me, just leave on your own, no one is begging you to follow! In fact, for me, it's better for people like you to leave early, so as not to implicate everyone. Bad luck!"

"What did you say!?"

The young saints were about to take action, and at this time, there were people around to persuade them, "Forget it, stop arguing, we're all here, you can still leave midway, you're alone, it's dangerous, no matter if we're being tricked or not. , Everyone together, it will always be much safer."

The person who spoke was the elder brother of the Dragon Clan brothers and sisters. His last sentence was transmitted with true essence. In order to avoid offending Fatty Zhou, it could be said that there was no leakage.

"Humph!" The Saint Clan youth snorted coldly,

He had to suppress his anger, "Zhou Shiyan, right, I remember your name!"

"Whatever you want, there are many people who remember me, not many of you." Fatty Zhou hummed and continued to lead the way.

The twelve people started to move forward again, and the fat man was still slow, challenging the bottom line of the Saint Clan youth.

But at this time, there are fewer people complaining. Many people have spread their perceptions and have the idea of ​​looking for spiritual medicine in Burial God Ridge. Before Zhou Fatzi collected blood orchid is very valuable, even if these people are from good backgrounds, Be tempted.

If you find any treasures from heaven and earth, even if you don't get the God Burial Stone, it's a good chance.

The crowd advanced ten miles, and the young man of the holy race suddenly moved in his heart. He found that not far away, under the big stone, there was a spirit grass. The fruit is as red as blood.

"This is... a demon blood fruit?"

The young saints were startled suddenly. The legendary monsters with royal bloodline died, and their corpses were used as fertilizers to breed fruit!

Not only the Saint Clan youth, but also others saw this demon blood fruit, but the Saint Clan youth was the fastest, he swept directly to the demon blood fruit, a distance of several dozen meters, and it was fleeting!

"Wait!" Fatty Zhou's face changed greatly, "Don't touch that fruit!"

Fatty Zhou's voice was fierce, but the Saint Clan youth just looked at Fatty Zhou with contempt, "Are you stupid or didn't wake up? When I am a three-year-old child? You just want this demon blood fruit, I will trust you again. , I'm an idiot!"

As the young man of the saint race said, he picked the demon blood fruit.

This scene made Lin Ming's pupils shrink, and his muscles instantly tensed. In fact, it was Lin Ming who first discovered the demon blood fruit. He had the strongest perception among the crowd. He rushed out recklessly and recklessly, and secondly, the moment he really discovered the demon blood fruit, an ominous premonition flashed in his heart.

Now that Fatty Zhou called to stop, Lin Ming immediately became more vigilant.

At Lin Ming's side, the little Moxian and the Dragon Clan brothers and sisters, including the taciturn young man in black with a figure of fourteen or fifteen years old, also quietly drew out his weapons. His weapons were like swords and knives. Cold light.

Because of Fatty Zhou's words, they are all on guard, and they would rather be prepared for possible dangers if they are unbelievable.

However, it seems that the young man of the holy clan is not in any danger. He grabbed the spirit grass and laughed loudly: "Haha, this fruit is worth hundreds of millions, and it is often worthless. I just want to break through the middle stage of the gods, and I have this fruit. Give me alchemy, which can greatly enhance my blood power!"

"Cool! This trip to God Burying Ridge, even if I didn't get the God Burying Stone, I wouldn't be at a loss! I've had enough of it, and I've been playing with this liar all the way, and I've suffered a belly again!"

The Saint Clan youth was talking, but at this moment, Lin Ming suddenly felt a cold air burst out from under his feet. He climbed up along his back. He saw a very strange and terrifying scene. The "demon blood fruit" stretched out its roots, plunged into the arms of the saints youth, and began to absorb the blood and muscles that devoured the saints youths!

The arm of the Saint Clan youth rotted and shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the Saint Clan youth did not even know it. He still had a complacent expression and disdain for Fatty Zhou.

"Speaking of which, I'd like to thank you birdman for coming here. Without you to lead the way, I wouldn't be able to harvest this demon blood fruit, hahaha!"

At this moment, the happy laughter of the Saint Clan youth formed a sharp contrast with his completely rotten left half of his body. This strange scene was unforgettable for the rest of his life.

"Don't look at it, he's already dead..." Fatty Zhou's face was ashen, and the encounter with the youth of the Holy Clan did not make him feel any schadenfreude, but made him feel the danger of this trip even more. Not to encounter such strange evil things.

"What's dead, why do you all have that expression?"

Seeing everyone's panic, pity, and all-god's alert expressions, the young people of the Holy Race felt a strong sense of unease in their hearts, "What's going on... What are you looking at..."

He suddenly had an ominous premonition, turned his head and glanced at the left half of his body, and at that moment, he saw the most terrifying scene in his life, and the last scene... His left half of the body was completely rotten, The scarlet-like mycelium emerged from the rotting flesh and wriggled like a nematode. The extremely disgusting and terrifying scene made him let out a heart-piercing scream.

However, his cry just sounded, and a cold flying knife stabbed into his throat!

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, blood splattered, the Saint Race youth's throat was stabbed through, and his voice was instantly hoarse!

Lin Ming's eyes narrowed, and the person who shot it was Fatty Zhou!

"Don't let him scream, it will attract other things, let's get out of here quickly, or this thing will attack us!"

As Fatty Zhou said, he unfolded his movements and quickly swept towards the depths of the God Burying Ridge. Lin Ming followed closely behind. The scene just now was shocking. This God Burying Ridge was full of strangeness.

The eleven people ran for more than ten miles at a stretch before they stopped.

Everyone's face is not very good, the rabbit is dead and the fox is sad, and seeing the tragic death of the Saint Clan youth makes people feel terrified.

Even Xiao Moxian, who has always been heartless, has an unnatural expression, "What is that, it's disgusting!"

"I said... let's go back!"

The one who spoke was the Demon King Single Feather. If the scene just now had the biggest impact on who, it would undoubtedly be the Demon King One Feather.

He secretly estimated the strength of himself and the dead saint young man in his heart, and finally felt that he was not much stronger than the saint young man, and even if he could win, it would be a tragic victory.

The other party died so miserably, and changing himself would definitely be an end.

"If you want to go back, you can go back by yourself, we have no plan." It was the girl who threw a gun on her shoulder, and she was also the younger sister of the Dragon Clan brothers and sisters. She looked at the Demon King Single Feather with disdain.

This disdainful gaze made the Demon King Sole Feather angry. He regretted his impulsiveness and followed Lin Ming and Xiao Moxian to this Jedi.

"Damn, I'm most afraid of encountering this kind of big tiger, and I'm going to die, and I'm almost hurting us." Fatty Zhou jumped up and said cursingly, "Fortunately, we didn't encounter any danger when we escaped just now, and we didn't deviate much from me. Familiar roads."

Fatty Zhou looked around, roughly determined the location of the group, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What exactly killed him?" At this moment, Lin Ming asked. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come () to vote for a recommendation vote and a monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read it.)【】

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