Chapter 44 The extremely weird mountain of corpse

Author: The younger brother of the true brother

Chapter 44 The extremely weird mountain of corpse

Li Mo put away the spiritual materials.

According to the information of the Book of Creation, the spiritual material transformed by the heart is called Broken Rock. Under normal circumstances, only the heights of mountains can be produced.

Who would have thought that the corpses of strange beasts could produce similar spiritual materials in batches.

Li Mo suspected that the excavated organ might be the corpse spiritual roots, but from all aspects, there was no trace of spiritual roots.

As he thought, his hands were on the rock wall around him, and the blank pages once again produced a phantom of the organs.

Li Mo lightly dug out the rock wall, and then found a fat-like liver, which was pulled out of the flesh-like rock wall by him.

He did not rush to peel off the blood vessels, and counted them silently.

As a result, the sound of clear footsteps came from the depths of the mine, as if they were coming towards the liver, the speed was getting faster and faster, and it seemed impatient.

Clip-click...

Li Mo licked his lips: "Is it true that the rumors are true?"

When he completely removed his liver, the movement and stillness disappeared. It was difficult to verify whether the source of the sound was a false beast.

Li Mo shook his head slightly and focused his main energy on collecting spiritual materials.

While exploring the mine, he was ready to return to the black market with Hantu Ru Po.

Based on the reaction of the blank page of the Book of Creation, Li Mo continued to dig out organs one by one.

Even if the low-grade spiritual materials are not very valuable, at least they can refine magic weapons, and they can maximize the value of spiritual materials.

Li Mo noticed.

After the organs in the rock wall were dug out, the vitality of more than ten meters around was gradually lost, and the speed of the decay of the corpse mountain began to intensify.

When the Corpse Mountain is completely broken down, it indicates the end of the Iron Ding Secret Realm.

"No wonder the manager of the Rong Town is not interested in the secret realm. They cannot be a rotten maggot on the corpse."

Even though the Ziqi Sect never showed up from beginning to end, there were still traces everywhere, and the gap between the two forces was like a gap.

Li Mo was thinking about the memory of Ziqi Sect and tried to find clues.

At the same time, the movements of both hands did not stop. The magic refers to a tool for excavation, causing blood and gravel to splatter in the mine cave.

After more than ten days in the mine, he finally harvested a pretty good low-grade spiritual material called Dayan Cedony, which is integrated into the ability to give magic tools the ability to heal damage independently.

As we go deeper, the quality of spiritual materials is indeed increasing, which shows that the hinterland of the Iron Ding Secret Realm may have medium-grade spiritual materials.

The interior of the mine cave is also extremely complex, with multiple forks almost every 100 meters, so it is difficult to ensure that no other monks will exist.

Li Mo put the Dayan chalcedony into his close-fitting storage bag.

"It just happened to be used to give the three refinements of the desert map."

He filled some earthworm-like food for the salamanders in the cage.

Although cage birds have formed a simple ecological cycle, they are certainly not enough to support the salamander group and occasionally have to be fed.

Only medium-grade magic weapons can be collected into the dantian, and the birds in the cage can only be carried with them.

Fortunately, the ecology inside the bird in the cage will not be affected by the bumps from the outside world, so Li Mo's hand-held in the desert map was just a little weird.

He did not plan to go deeper, and considered asking Guihu to help explore the mine cave, open a temporary cave himself, and prepare to practice the Hunyuan Ancestor's Dao Body.

At this time, the ghost tiger suddenly issued an early warning.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The ghost tiger smelled a bloody smell. The source should be the monks at the second and third levels of the total horn period, who were staggering from deeper.

However, the monk lost his vitality before he persisted for a long time.

Li Mo frowned.

He poured the haze and smog into the desert map, and suddenly a rich yellow sand spread out, hiding his body in the dark.

The salamander was summoned and landed on Li Mo's right shoulder and looked curiously.

The red fox is the light, the ghost tiger is the dark, the salamander is the guard, and the Kun whale is the escape.

Even though the tattoo beasts around are not yet formed, the system around Li Mo has been constructed, which is enough to protect yourself during the overall horn period.

Li Mo completely restrained his breath with the help of the leakless body, and stood in a remote corner of the mine like a dead object, responding to changes in a constant manner.

He knew that sooner or later he would encounter the weirdness in the mine, and he was not panicked. After all, if a black market cultivator escaped without any reason to control Hantu Ru's poison, he would lose himself in the secret realm.

The ghost tiger slowly walked closer to the corpse.

As a result, when it arrived at its target, let alone the corpse, there was no drop of blood left in place, as if it had never happened.

The ghost tiger was anxiously paced in the spot, constantly leaning over to look for clues.

Li Mo's thoughts moved slightly, and used the painting of Qingyi to communicate with the ghost tiger, trying to separate out some consciousness and share his perspective.

Unexpectedly, he observed the situation nearby through the ghost tiger.

There was no one in the dark mine cave, and there was no blood left on the ground.

Li Mo frowned slightly, and he soon noticed that there was a strange human-shaped depression on the surface of the rock wall in different places.

The human figure is about two meters in depression, showing a bowing posture, but the spine is twisted and deformed, as if a heavy object has ever been pressed.

If nothing unexpected happens, the body should have been swallowed by the rock wall.

"I really think that the cultivator of the horn stage is crushed to death by heavy objects..."

Li Mo felt a chill. While retreating to the entrance of the mine, he looked at the human-shaped sunken body and found that his back was just enough to carry a clay sculpture.

The so-called temples and clay sculptures that cannot be turned back in the rumors.

Li Mo murmured: "You can't look back. Can the clay sculpture appear behind you once it leaves your sight and crushes people to death?"

It’s easy to deal with just a fake beast, but why do you feel that the mountain of corpse is inexplicably threatened?

He retreated hundreds of meters before he stopped. Guihu also returned to his right arm because the distance was too far, and then he immediately drilled out of his skin.

The stench on the surface of the corpse mountain became more and more pungent, indicating that with the monks' mining, the speed of blood and flesh rot was increasing.

Li Mo looked for a rock wall nearby and dug out a temporary cave.

He didn't give up exploring the secret realm of the Iron Ding, even if he had to take a risk for the blood of the strange beasts and blank pages, but there was no need to worry at this stage.

When the corpse mountain gradually turns into pus, the secret will naturally be revealed little by little.

Besides, you have to prepare for the practice of the Hunyuan Acute Heavenly Dao Body. This magic must be tested more, which is probably going to take a lot of time.

"By the way... can we refine some kind of magic weapon, can we sense the condition of the refiner in real time, and collect information about the mountain of corpse in disguise?"

Li Mo felt that it was irrational to go deep into the mine alone. He should use his strengths to achieve his goals by using the monks.

He fell into deep thought for a moment, and the work of opening up the cave was handed over to Guihu.

The ghost tiger dared not speak out, and bit the rock wall in front of him with force. After breaking a few teeth, Li Mo was afraid that it would squander its flesh and blood and spiritual power, so he forced it to use only claws.

Li Mo ignored Guihu and suddenly remembered that there was a very strange low-grade magic weapon in the existing magic weapon catalog, which seemed to be very suitable.

From this we can see that the importance of collecting magic instrument catalogs on weekdays is useless even if the low-grade magic instruments are useless.

The magic weapon is called "My son, Mother and Ghost Head".

(End of this chapter)
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