Lord of Pets

Wuxin Getan, just as imagined...the environment is very harsh!

Since Bai Wushang entered, he could only fly at low altitude.

Because there is a thick layer of poisonous swamp fog above, which has been accumulated for tens of thousands of years.

Even a little rabbit, relying on all invulnerability, dare not wander around in it and play like a back garden.

And downwards, the black quagmire is as flat and smooth as a mirror.

Bai Wushang had done experiments, whether it was large rocks dozens of meters wide or light angel feathers.

As long as it touches the surface of the mud, it will either be corroded and evaporated, or it will be sucked deep underground, and not a single bubble will pop out.

"It stinks so much! I'm going to suffocate!"

The little rabbit covered his nose, disgusting as much as he wanted.

The sword angel also frowned. The angel clan is the embodiment of holiness and purity, and it is equally difficult to adapt to such filthy and dirty things.

Especially when she thought that Feng was willing to go deep into this place to look for opportunities for her.

That heart was raised and refused to relax no matter what.

"Shuttering... Lami-shuo... Haha, shuddering..."

The melodious and brisk music changed from hazy to crisper and louder.

Bai Wushang's expression was soothing. This voice stirred people's souls and indeed hid a mystery.

But the Hierarch's Crown is far from being triggered, and he can cope with it just by relying on his own resistance.

"Master, master! There is something ahead!"

The little rabbit suddenly grabbed the corner of Bai Wushang's clothes, stretched out his little paws, and a look of surprise appeared in his bright sun and moon eyes.

"That's... Bone Mountain?"

Bai Wushang actually saw it too.

In this crisis-ridden situation, he would give priority to sharing the little rabbit's perception to gain the most sensitive insight.

Ahead... there is a hill of bones, one hundred and fifty meters high, emerging from the mire.

"when!"

The sword of the stick struck lightly, and several two-meter-thick leg bones shattered into powder and quickly sank into the depths of the mire.

"These bones must have existed for a long time. Most of them have lost their divinity, and the remaining energy is almost inaudible..."

The apricots are thin and delicate, and then the eyes are complicated.

"With this body type, even the weakest and weakest person has to be a king."

"It is more likely that there are many holy beasts that have fallen here..."

"Only bones, not a trace of soul."

Bai Wushang also commented.

The little ancestral dragon has been reborn, and the three powers related to the Death God, the Lord of the Undead, the Power of the Bone God, and the Death Armor, are all in the stage five state of repayment.

Bai Wushang's perception of corpses and undead... is amazing!

In his eyes, these bones were really like rags on the street, just for fun and without any value.

"Jigu! Jiggu!"

The little rabbit is not interested in bones.

It suddenly smelled a fishy smell that made its nose hurt.

The strange thing is that the smell is stinky, but there is a hint of fragrance at the end, a bit like rotten medicinal materials, scratching the little guy's curiosity.

"Go and have a look."

Bai Wushang always trusts Little Rabbit's judgment.

Whenever there is a priceless treasure in an area, even if it is buried tens of thousands of meters underground, it can dig it out for you.

Silver·Treasure Rabbit·River lives up to its name.

"Wow--"

In the dark world beyond reach, a white lotus floats on the surface of the mire, vibrated by the sound of singing.

Its color is too single, not snow-white, but pale, like the life state of a human being who has lost too much blood and has run out of oil and lamps.

"Zombie flower?" Sword Angel was surprised, staring at the lotus flower and measuring its size.

"A flower with a diameter of ten inches is a 10,000-year-old holy medicine."

"This one...is actually sixteen inches long? Doesn't it mean that it has a medicinal effect of sixteen thousand years?!"

"nice one!"

"If you can get it, it will be another incredibly lethal trump card!"

Since Bai Wushang locked his eyes on the white lotus, he never looked away.

In the extraordinary world, any grass, vine, tree, leaf, fruit... without awakening spiritual wisdom and becoming a spirit, with ten thousand years of cultivation, is equivalent to a holy medicine.

On top of this, with every additional thousand years, the difficulty skyrockets.

After all, as long as it reaches the threshold of a holy medicine and has the right effect, it will have good effects on the early emperors and ancestors and cannot be easily ignored.

For the Holy Lord and the Supreme, it is a perfect medicine. With the help of the Holy Medicine, the life is extended, the cultivation is improved, the bloodline is strengthened... there are countless cases like this.

But... fifteen thousand years is a very big threshold!

It can be achieved. In the circle of masters, it is generally called the "Great Holy Medicine". If you can exchange it for three to five ordinary holy medicines at will, some people will still feel that they are at a disadvantage.

Going up further, for another thousand years, the difficulty will be even greater.

If it can reach 20,000 years, it can be called a "miracle medicine", which is an unimaginable treasure for Dacheng Mythology.

The eight-winged lonely shadow angel once forcibly evolved from six wings to eight wings with the help of a divine fruit.

Although the effect is not very ideal, it ranks last among all the angels of God.

But before... he only had 1 legendary star! Just the most ordinary six-winged holy angel of light!

To be able to break through the bloodline barrier and achieve the new position of God and Angel out of nothing is an unimaginable and extraordinary anecdote.

"Master, master, take care of me!"

The little rabbit is gearing up and eager to try.

He looked around cautiously and found no potential guardians or other dangers.

It rushed over, looking like a monkey fishing for the moon, aiming at the quagmire.

"Plop!"

In an instant, the white lotus flower, which was about the same size as the little guy, automatically sank to the bottom of the pool as if it was spiritual.

The little rabbit missed, his right paw was covered in mud, and the stinking smell could not be completely purified, so he was forced to switch to the Sun Jade Rabbit form and burn it clean with the true fire of the sun.

"I come."

Sword Angel followed closely.

The zombie flower failed to become a supernatural species, but it did become psychic.

This is probably the core reason why it hides in this forbidden area and always absorbs it as a nutrient pool without being harvested by poisonous beasts.

“Whoosh—whoosh whoosh—”

Swords were flying in chaos, and the six-winged sword sect's divine angel opened half of the divine angel's realm.

The frost sword among them sank into the quagmire, temporarily freezing an area.

The Shadowless Sword lurked quietly and appeared at the critical moment. The zombie flower was severely frightened and fled crazily in the other direction.

Then, the real meritorious service was actually the Zombie Sword.

I don’t know if they have the same nature or if their abilities are similar.

The zombie flower actually regarded it as a safe haven and came over in panic.

By the time he realized that this was also a trap, it was already too late to regret it.

"Be careful. This thing is highly poisonous. Even you and the little rabbit combined may not be able to tolerate it."

Bai Wushang summoned the Death Claw, held the zombie flower with extremely careful movements, then placed it in a treasure box, fastened the lock, and activated the formation seal.

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