Games with fairies

"Jie Zi, little thief! If you dare, don't go in! Come back and see us!"

At the edge of the blood sea, an old man's angry roar suddenly came.

Li Muyang, who had already left the blood sea shore and headed for the depths of the blood sea in a carriage, looked back and found that more than 20 black-robed puppeteers appeared on the blood sea shore behind him.

These puppeteers were all sinister and powerful, with heavy breaths, and they were all strong puppeteers.

If there was no seven-treasure glazed tin staff, Li Muyang would have to run away if he saw any of them.

Even if there was a seven-treasure glazed tin staff, if a conflict broke out between the two sides at this time, Li Muyang would have to be careful not to overturn.

Seeing such a powerful lineup, Li Muyang raised his eyebrows.

"The Black Feather Pavilion is really vindictive."

Just because they killed a few of their low-level puppeteers, they chased them so relentlessly, and even masters came out together.

So protective of their children?

Looking at the group of puppeteers on the shore, Li Muyang shook his head: "Aliang, let the car go faster, let's not turn back."

Only fools would go back now.

The shore was full of puppeteers from the Black Feather Pavilion. Although Li Muyang was sure that he could knock them down, he didn't have time to waste time with this group of puppeteers who held grudges.

The blood sea was right under his feet, and the place where the ancestral spirits were sleeping was right in front of him. He wanted to see the evil ancestral spirits!

Li Muyang didn't even bother to pay attention to the group of puppeteers from the Black Feather Pavilion behind him. He didn't even bother to say a few harsh words, just pretending that they didn't exist.

The carriage on the waves continued to drive into the depths of the blood sea.

And the group of puppeteers from the Black Feather Pavilion obviously didn't have the courage to step into the blood sea.

They could only stand on the shore and roar and jump at Li Muyang in the blood sea.

Soon, the carriage disappeared from the sight of the group of puppeteers.

Li Muyang sat in the car, leisurely.

Grandpa Wu in the clay pot was confused and said, "Boy, who are you? How dare you cross the blood sea?!"

"And the most ridiculous thing is that you have brought us all to such a deep place, and the monsters under the blood sea don't attack you?"

Grandpa Wu seemed to have seen a ghost, and his tone was full of astonishment.

The carriage passed over the blood sea, and in the churning blood water, a series of terrifying monster shadows were looming and swimming in the red sea water.

But these huge monster shadows were unaware of the carriage passing above and let the carriage pass.

Listening to Grandpa Wu's astonished cry, Li Muyang said calmly: "Since I dare to go north, I naturally have my confidence."

He had seen the horror of the blood sea and the mountain of corpses in the books in the Red Mountain Academy.

When he flipped through the books in the academy, in addition to looking for the legend of Jiang Xiaoyu, he was looking for various geographical features of this world, trying to find clues to the place where the ancestral spirits were sleeping.

And the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood in the north of the ancient resentment well, these two terrifying forbidden areas, Li Muyang would naturally not miss the records.

On the way here, he had already studied the seven-treasure glazed staff given to him by the temple lord.

One of its powers is to conceal the breath, so that the evil dead creatures cannot detect the existence of the other side without taking action.

Now the carriage is driving on the sea of ​​blood, and many terrifying monsters are swimming below.

But as long as Li Muyang does not use the power of the puppeteer and does not show any abnormality, those monsters will not attack him.

In this way, the carriage rode the waves all the way, crossed the sea where many monsters roamed, and successfully reached the other side of the sea of ​​blood after a day and a night.

It is worth mentioning that this sea of ​​blood is so strange that even the evil gods will not appear in it.

When night fell and Ding Liang fell asleep, Li Muyang drove the carriage alone and drove unimpeded on the sea of ​​blood.

After crossing the sea of ​​blood, the last obstacle is the mountain of corpses.

A wild and steep mountain range appeared in front of the horizon.

The mountain of corpses does not mean that there are many corpses on the mountain.

Rather, this steep mountain is like several huge corpses lying and stretching across the plain.

This is the northern border of the Hongshan Academy's Geography.

Beyond the huge corpse mountain, there is nothing behind.

In the corpse mountain, there are no monster attacks, and even no evil gods.

The only thing here is the dark sky, and huge maggots three meters long are wriggling and drilling in the mountains.

The colorful mist, spit out by these huge maggots, shrouds the mountains, which will confuse the direction and disturb the mind.

But the colorful glazed staff leads the way, and the brilliant Buddha light blooms in the corpse mountain, easily driving away the mist and opening up a wide road.

Wherever the carriage goes, the huge maggots hide in panic.

These behemoths are surprisingly timid, and the slightest sound can scare them away.

This time, the mud pot Wu Grandpa is no longer amazed.

After seeing Li Muyang leave Ding Liang in the middle of the corpse mountain, but want to take the mud pot in, the mud pot began to beg for mercy.

"Master! Master Jiezi! Please give me a way out, please treat me like a fart."

"Just leave me on the side of the road, please don't take me in!"

"I'm really scared, I don't want to die!"

Grandpa Wu, who has the attribute of immortality, actually began to fear death.

He even began to beg for mercy.

Li Muyang looked at it in surprise and said, "You are afraid of death? Can I still kill you in here?"

Grandpa Wu wailed and begged for mercy: "I'm not afraid of ordinary death, but dying in here is ten thousand times more painful than lingchi!"

Li Muyang was amused: "You have died in here? You know it so clearly?"

Grandpa Wu was so angry that his teeth itched: "Back then, the brats of the Jiang family threw me into the dark void behind the mountain of corpses for experiments, and threw me in three times in total! This hatred is irreconcilable!"

After listening to Grandpa Wu's past, Li Muyang sighed.

"So that's it."

But he still went in with the clay pot.

"But I'm worried about leaving you with Ding Liang. You're not a good guy."

"But don't worry, I won't throw you in to torture you."

"Then you just wait outside for me to come out."

Li Muyang drove the carriage into the back half of the mountain of corpses.

There is no danger in the mountain of corpses. Ding Liang is very safe here. As long as he stays where he is and doesn't run around, it will be fine.

It can be said that this is the safest place in the Ancient Resentment Well, and no evil gods will appear.

In the Buddha's light of the colorful glazed staff, the carriage continued to move forward.

In the car, Grandpa Wu wailed and cried for mercy.

This guy was crying so hard that he was afraid that Li Muyang would throw him into the void to torture him. Even if Li Muyang promised not to do so, he was unwilling to go in.

In this way, the carriage moved forward for another two hours.

Just as the sky gradually darkened, a faint figure suddenly appeared in the misty mountains ahead.

It was a woman, standing quietly in the mist, as if waiting for something.

After seeing the carriage, the woman turned around and left, walking into the depths of the mist.

Li Muyang, who saw this scene, was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were excited.

Because the vague figure of the woman seemed to be... a little wild grass?

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