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From day to midnight, from midnight to noon, the sky above God Burying Ridge seemed forever covered in a thin mist, with no sunlight penetrating through it.
Here, ancient dark green rocks litter the ground. These stones had experienced the river for endless years, as if the landscape of God Burying Ridge had never changed for the past several billion years.
The group of 12 people had broken through 300-400 miles deep into the God Burying Ridge. Then, something finally happened! The slow and steady Fatty Zhou suddenly jumped up like a dog chasing a rabbit. His speed increased to an incredible speed and even the ground trembled beneath him, causing everyone to be shocked.
Lin Ming reflexively jumped backwards. His right hand traced his spatial ring and the Phoenix Blood Spear appeared quickly!
All this happened in the blink of an eye. Other than Lin Ming, Xiao Moxian was no slower. His bloodline began to churn within him as he grabbed his whip, ready to transform into a Phoenix Trueform at any moment.
Lin Ming's first reaction was that Fatty Zhou had faced some sudden danger and he had decided to flee and leave them!
However, what surprised Lin Ming was that even though all of this had happened, the surroundings were still quiet. The wind blew at low speed and the mountain rocks remained as gloomy and barren as before, as if nothing had happened.
As for Fatty Zhou, after jumping several hundred feet he suddenly stopped. His right hand stuck out like an arrow and there was a light slap sound as if he had hit something.
Then, Fatty Zhou bowed and picked up something. When he did, his round, plump body looked like it was giving him trouble in trying to bend over.
After which, Fatty Zhou walked back, his face flushed red with health. He held a red spirit grass in his hand. As he turned his palm, this spirit grass was received into his spatial ring.
“Haha, lucky, lucky! I actually managed to take the blood-driping orchid; I could exchange it for a little money or I could even turn it into a pill. Not bad either. This blood dripping orchid will try to dive to the ground and escape, so if you are not fast enough it will manage to escape. ”
Fatty Zhou casually said. But as he spoke, let alone the saint youth who had been complaining all along, even Lin Ming did not feel too good.
This guy, can he really be relied on !?
It was not a problem for him to choose spirit grass. After all, in this kind of mysticism, whoever found the treasure was the one who possessed it.
But before this, every step Fatty Zhou took was as careful and slow as a snail. He even said it was better to be safe than sorry, and too soon could easily lead to death. But, when he found the spirit grass earlier, he happily jumped forward even faster than a rabbit, crossing hundreds of feet in an instant with no problems at all.
"Are you playing around with us !?" The holy youth shouted furiously!
Fatty Zhou smirked, immediately replying, "If you don't believe me you can go alone. No one asked you to follow me! In fact, personally I'd prefer someone like you to leave early so that you don't drag us into the whirlpool of your bad luck! "
"What did you say?!"
The holy youth almost attacked, but at this moment some people persuaded him to calm down. "Consider this is done. Don't fight here. Now that we're halfway through, there's no way you can go alone. Instead, it would be very dangerous to go anywhere alone. It doesn't matter if we're cheated or not, it's much safer if we're all together. ”
The one who spoke was the elder brother of the dragon brother. In order not to offend Fatty Zhou, he used a true essence sound transmission.
"Oh!" The holy youth let out a cold snort, suppressing his anger. "Zhou Shiyan, I will remember your name!"
"Do whatever you want . There are a lot of people who already remember my name, so who cares if you do too. "Fatty Zhou hummed as he continued to lead the way.
12 People keep moving forward. Fatty Zhou was still as slow as before, as if he was challenging the bottom line of the holy youth.
But this time, there were far fewer people complaining. Right now, many of them were spreading their feelings, thinking of finding some precious medicinal herbs in the God Burying Ridge. The orchid that dripped blood that Fatty Zhou had taken earlier was quite precious. Even though these people came from good backgrounds, they were still tempted.
If they managed to retrieve some heavenly materials, then it would still be a good lucky chance even if they did not find a god that buried the stone.
After 10 miles of walking, the holy young man's heart suddenly moved. Not too far away, there was a spirit grass growing under a huge rock. This spirit was only three inches tall and there was a fruit about the size of a pigeon egg growing at the tip. The whole fruit is blood red.
"Is that ... a monster's blood fruit?"
The race of saints was shocked. In the legends, when monster monsters with noble lineages died, such fruits would be bred from using their corpses as fertilizer!
It was not only the saint youth who saw the fruit blood monster, but he was the fastest of them to do so. He darted towards her. These several hundred feet passed instantly!
"Stop!" Fatty Zhou's complexion quickly changed. "Don't touch that fruit!"
Fatty Zhou's voice and appearance were loud, but the saint youth only returned a contemptuous look at him. “You stupid or sleepy? Do you think I'm a three-year-old? You just want this monster blood fruit. If I believe you again then I'll be an idiot! "
When the holy youth spoke, he plucked the monster's blood fruit.
Now that he had heard Fatty Zhou shout to stop, Lin Ming immediately raised his guard to full alert.
And standing around Lin Ming, Xiao Moxian, the dragon brother, and even that silent, black-clothed young man of 15-16 years old who looked also secretly took out their weapons. The black-clothed youth weapon looked like a sword; its blade was black and shone with a cold brilliance.
This was because Fatty Zhou's words had made them all wary. They would rather believe in potential danger than be caught unprepared.
However, the holy youth did not seem to face any danger. As he grasped the spirit grass, he laughed out loud, “Haha! This fruit is worth over a hundred million and often cannot be found in any city! I happened to almost break through to the middle heavenly God realm. Once I strain this fruit into a pill, it will greatly increase my blood vitality!
“Excellent! Even if I do not obtain the god burial stone during this trip to God Burying Ridge, I have already more than recouped my losses! I've been quite satisfied with this con man tricking us so far! I'm sick of the bullshit! "
As the holy youth spoke, Lin Ming felt a cold air crawl from under his feet and shoot straight up his back. He saw a very strange and terrible scene happening. 'The 'monster blood fruit' that the saint youth held in his hand suddenly stuck out a root hair to grip the saint youth's arm. Then, he began to absorb the blood essence in the muscles of the saint youth!
The arms of the saint youth began to wither at visible speed, but the holy youth himself did not seem to feel anything amiss. He still remained elated from his discovery and looked at Fatty Zhou with triumphant disdain.
“After all, I should also thank a useless impostor like you. Without you taking the lead, I will not take this monster blood fruit, hahaha! ”
At this moment, the saint youth's complacent laughter was already standing in stark contrast to the left part of his body that was completely rotting. This strange scene left an almost unforgettable impression.
"There's no need to think about it, he's dead .." Fatty Zhou's complexion was pale. There was no one else in the group who was also happy for the saint youth's misfortune. Instead, it made them even more afraid of how dangerous this trip was. According to normal trends, they should not experience any strange existence at this distance.
"Did someone die? Why do you all have such expressions? "
The holy youth shouted, panic began to rise in his voice as he looked at the pity and panic in everyone's expressions as well as their guarded attitude. An intense feeling of uneasiness surfaced in his heart. "What is happening .. what do you see …"
A feeling of foreboding surfaced in his mind. Then, he turned his head to look at the left part of his body and saw the most terrifying scene of his life as well as the last scene of his life, and the things that looked like red roundworms were writhing in its flesh. This extremely disgusting and horrifying scene made her cry at the top of her lungs.
However, just as his cry began, a cold light shone in the air and pierced through his throat!
A!
With a light sound, blood splashed into the air. The holy young man's throat was stabbed and his voice was immediately cut off!
Lin Ming's eyes widened. The one who attacked was Fatty Zhou!
"He can't be allowed to scream. It will attract other things here. We need to get out of here or it's going to attack us too! ”
As Fatty Zhou spoke, he launched his movement technique and rushed deeper into the God Burying Ridge. Lin Ming followed behind. The scene that just happened was shocking to the mind. This God Burying Ridge had strange things everywhere.
The group of 11 people rushed forward a dozen more miles in one go before stopping.
All of their skin looked unwell as if they were grieving the loss of someone in their group. The tragic death of the saint youth had just caused them to tremble in fear.
Even the usually reckless and happy Xiao Moxian had an unnatural expression. "What is it, it's disgusting!"
"I think .. We should go back!"
The one who spoke was Monster Prince Duyu. Without a doubt, the one who was most affected just now was him.
He secretly estimated the strength of the young saint race who had just died. His final estimate was that he was not much stronger than the saint youth. If he fought with that holy young man, even though he could win, it would be a difficult victory.
If that saint youth had died so pitifully, then if they switched positions, he would have suffered the same fate.
"If you want to go back, give yourself back. We have no plans to do so. The one who spoke was the young girl carrying the javelin, the younger sister of the dragon brother. As he looked at Monster Prince Duyu, his eyes were filled with contempt.
This disdainful look made Monster Prince Duyu angry. He regretted his impulsive actions that led him to follow Lin Ming and Xiao Moxian into this cursed danger zone.
“Fuckers, I hate meeting brash idiots who think they are big tigers. He died and almost dragged us. "Fatty Zhou cursed foul. “Fortunately, we did not face any danger when we left or strayed from the path I was familiar with. ”
Fatty Zhou looked around. After determining their approximate position, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"What killed him?" Suddenly Lin Ming asked.
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