Genius Demon Empress Chapter 112: Heavenly Witch Heritage
c_t;Zhuqiu, a mountainous area flooded by haze all year round.
It is dark, and the sun will never shine through the smog.
The road to the hills is chaotic, there is no path to the end, and there is no ladder to climb. People who enter here, whether they are male or female, beasts or humans, have been so prominent and inferior. , Once you enter here, you will be trapped, trapped forever.
There used to be many warcraft and human masters who tried to enter this area, trying to find the secret treasure of the legendary Sky Witch clan in this area.
But no one can leave here, no one.
After Salman was framed by Li Sisi and entered this hill chase, he wandered like a lonely ghost, wandering in this endless stretch of hills, as if there was no end to the hills; reads;.
There are many hills here, and the height of each hill is not high. It looks more like a tomb bag that no one worships.
The yin wind blowing from all directions, rotting animal bones and human remains can be seen everywhere.
After the corpses decayed, the pus-yellow corpse water gathered together to form a river channel like a yellow spring stream.
In the bones of the beasts and human skeletons, a bright blue phosphorous fire emerged, jumping up and down like naughty little ghosts.
The dim sky, the foul air, the whimpering wind, Zhuqiu is like a piece of music composed by the **** of death. If people stay here for a while, the vitality will be stripped off unconsciously.
Suddenly, a pair of dry bone hands came out of the ground and grabbed Salman's feet.
Shalman lifted the stick knife in his hand and chopped off without frowning.
When the stick knife pierced through the air, a golden mysterious light appeared in the air. The air was torn apart and screamed. The knife hadn't arrived yet, and the blade's blade was flashing like thunder.
The bone hand was cut off by the roots and fell to the ground, turning into pieces.
When the bone hand was crushed, a weak profound energy was sucked into Salman's body through the stick and knife.
Salman, who has been trapped in the hills for several days, has not turned into a skeleton like the outside world imagined. On the contrary, her spirit is much better than before.
She has eyes full of energy, her steps are swift, and she swiftly avoids the attackers on the ground. Bone hands, dark arrows, these things that are always visible in the hills, when they first encountered it, Salman was horrified and half to death. Fortunately, with the innate keenness of the nurse, Salman was shocked several times.
"Huh, thanks to this stick knife." After finding a relatively safe area, Salman sat down cross-legged and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
She stared at the knife in her hand, remembering the scene when she encountered the knife.
When she was just thrown into the hill, she saw a lot of desolation and devastation, and Salman could hardly even move.
Despite having multiple training opportunities for the July mercenary squad, under normal circumstances, there will be comrades behind her to support reads;. (Marshmallow)
She has her own strong backing, but this time, she is only one person.
After walking for a while, I found that Zhuqiu is like a big natural maze. Unless there is an array master like Qian Luo, he can't get out of Zhuqiu on his own.
Death and fear, and the road that never ends, surrounded her, causing Salman to nearly collapse.
Under this situation, hallucinations will inevitably occur, and Salman is no exception.
But in extreme fear, Salman began to ignore his random thoughts and could not sleep at night.
Until the moment when she was about to die, for some reason, she remembered the moment when she was just born, the moment when she was surrounded by snakes, insects, rats and ants.
She also remembered the situation when she fought side by side with her comrades, and remembered the precious chance of survival that her mother sacrificed for herself.
At that moment, Salman suddenly felt a sense of clearing away the fog and showing the sky.
Vitality came to life, and death faded.
Shalman stood up again and walked firmly.
Hungry and hungry, she passed a river after turning around.
In the middle of the river, a uniquely shaped knife attracted Salman's attention.
This river is the most terrifying river that Salman has ever seen.
The river has completely dried up, but it hasn't dried up because of the sun and wind.
All around the river channel, wherever people stand, are piled up with dead bodies.
Most of the corpses have been decomposed and air-dried.
In the middle of the corpse, there stood a strangely shaped rod and knife, and there seemed to be a mysterious aura lingering around it.
The lower part of the stick knife is shaped like white marble, crystal clear, and it is hard to see what material it is made of. It looks like jade or bone.
The upper part of the stick knife is a **** sickle moon knife.
The ghost fires lingering around the river are far away from the stick knife.
Salman was attracted by this weird scene. On the one hand, her body was trembling because of fear, but on the other hand, she was very curious about where the knife would attract so much. The profound practitioner entered Zhuqiu, and went to die one after another.
The closer you are to the knife, the fewer the corpses of the profound practitioner are crawling. In the past, many people must have rushed forward in order to compete for this knife.
Unfortunately, he was dead before he got close to the stick knife.
No one can enter the range of the rod and knife, and Salman is stunned. She instinctively knows that this area is very dangerous and it is best to avoid it as soon as possible, but her feet and eyes seem to be out of control. , Looked at the stick and knife, and felt like there was a magical power, calling her, calling her to come forward.
She was at a loss, lifted up her steps, not afraid of the sea of corpses under her feet, and approached the stick and knife step by step.
Until her fingertips trembled slightly, she held the rod knife~IndoMTL.com~ A wonderful force rushed into the body and into the mind with a clear voice.
A voice came in my mind: "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, fame and fortune and clouds. I have waited for thousands of years, and finally I have waited for you, my heir, a girl with the blood of a beast master, I give you a witchbone stick knife. This bone is made from my ribs and has been with me for hundreds of years. It has been psychic. There is a witchcraft witchcraft inside the stick knife, which is granted to you."
Salman felt a panic from the bottom of her heart at first. There was no one around, but countless information flooded into her ears and mind.
But soon, she found that the bone stick knife was not malicious to her. On the contrary, from the bone stick knife, she could feel the warmth like a mother's embrace.
Salman gradually closed his eyes, the stench in the surrounding air, and the muddy corpse stepped on under his feet, all faded away a little bit.
When Wu Li entered the body, he erased the last trace of Salman’s connection with the Sixiang City. This also resulted in the phenomenon that the merits or merits were wiped out, which made Yue Jinghua mistakenly believe that Salman was already died.
At this time, Salman didn't know that he had inadvertently obtained the inheritance of one of the thirteen day witches.