lcionline Chapter 290 Little White Has Been Found
Chapter 290 Little White Has Been Found
Jiuding Mountain.
Yang Jiao and the others took the Wind-Fixing Pearl and rushed down the mountain at top speed.
The four walked very fast, afraid that Master Du'e behind them might suddenly react again.
Mosquito Taoist was so shocked by this scene that he forgot he came here to cause trouble.
It wasn't until we reached the foot of the mountain that we finally came to our senses, still shaken.
Why would mosquitoes be afraid of him?
After pondering this, Mosquito Taoist's expression darkened slightly, and he pursed his lips, thinking to himself:
"Perhaps they were afraid that the True Man Du'e would go mad and bite people indiscriminately."
Yang Jiao also let out a deep breath and turned to hand the Wind-Fixing Pearl to King Wu, Ji Fa.
Ji Fa asked hesitantly:
"Won't the immortal return to Xiqi with us?"
Yang Jiao smiled awkwardly, "You've already called me an immortal, what do you think? King Wu Ji Fa can't fly or use earth magic, so he might have taken care of everything outside and returned to the military camp before Yang Jiao."
He immediately declined, saying:
"You can ride back on your own."
She placed the Wind-Fixing Pearl, which was shrouded in a faint red aura, into Ji Fa's hand, and with a wave of her hand, she and Mosquito Daoist flew into the sky.
Looking down from the blue sky.
The mountains and rivers are layered and beautiful.
Yang Jiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she parted her thin lips:
"Heavenly Eye".
He descended in response, a faint silver vertical line flashing across his forehead. When he looked down again, the scenery among the layered mountain peaks below had changed dramatically.
Various kinds of spiritual energy lingered.
Many monsters that can take on different forms dwell in the mountains, but there is no trace of the White Bone Demon.
Yang Jiao flew for most of the day, his eyes becoming sore from looking at the clouds, until he arrived at a place where a deep forest connected several mountain peaks.
The trees here are so dense that they are no longer lush green, but rather dark and shady.
The area is filled with demonic and yin energy, which is even more terrifying when they are intertwined.
Mosquito Taoist glanced at it, and even this ferocious beast born from a sea of blood seemed somewhat displeased as she spoke:
"The yin energy is too strong."
The Yin energy in the Netherworld Blood Sea carries the life force of plunder, while here, it is death rife with resentment.
Yang Jiao descended from the clouds.
When you step onto the wet, sticky mud, a chill rises from the bottom of your heart.
The dense forest was filled with rustling sounds, and there were mounds of graves scattered all over the mountains, with paper money strewn all over the ground.
The thick fog obscured visibility, and suddenly! A tiger's roar rang out.
Yang Jiao looked over, but before she could take out the Thousand Machine Staff, the Mosquito Taoist beside her suddenly pulled her away.
Taking a few steps back, I saw several black and red venomous snakes writhing where I had been standing.
Yang Jiao gasped and looked up.
Thousands upon thousands of venomous snakes hang upside down from the dense, impenetrable canopy of trees overhead…
They arched their long, serpentine bodies, their forked tongues constantly extending and retracting from their inverted triangular mouths, their eyes fixed on Yang Jiao as if coated with poison.
"How come there are so many..."
The tiger deep inside had already gained sentience. Seeing that it had disturbed the snake horde, it still paced back, even though it was unwilling to give up.
hiss.
hiss.
hiss.
The sound of its tongue flicking out seemed to explode on your scalp.
A hint of annoyance flashed in Mosquito Taoist's eyes. He looked up and swept his gaze around, then raised his hand and raised it towards a large tree. A loud bang rang out.
Hundreds of venomous snakes instantly turned into a bloody mist.
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet.
Yang Jiao stared sharply at one side and whispered:
"mosquito."
Mosquito Taoist immediately understood, raised his hand and aimed in that direction, then with a flick of his palm, a snake demon with a human head and a snake body was sucked into Mosquito's hand, his fingertips landing steadily on its seven-inch mark.
The snake demon was terrified.
The snake's head was clearly visible on its body. It had only intended to eat a person, but it had unexpectedly encountered a tough opponent.
He immediately began to cry and beg:
"I don't know which immortal has come to visit. It's all my fault for being blind and offending you unintentionally. Please have mercy."
All the snakes in the mountain obeyed this snake demon with a human head on its head.
Yang Jiao looked at it and it looked exactly like the mirror snake man she had seen in the circus troupe, but this one in front of her was real.
Do you know about the monsters in this mountain?
Upon hearing that they had come to find a demon, the snake demon hurriedly nodded:
"I know, I know everything. But who is the immortal looking for?"
"The White Bone Demon".
"The White Bone Demon?"
The snake demon repeated itself, its eyes filled with confusion. After thinking for a long time, it suddenly realized and said:
"It's her! Did she offend the immortal? Don't worry, immortal, she's having a terrible time."
Yang Jiao's fingertips trembled as she listened.
miserable?
"How tragic is it?"
The snake demon, oblivious to the pity in Yang Jiao's voice, hurriedly sought credit, saying:
"She was unlucky. When she first arrived at White Tiger Ridge, she occupied Tiger Big's cave and even boiled its bones. When Tiger Two came back, he dismembered all her bones."
Dismemberment...
Although Yang Jiao knew that it was extremely difficult for demons to survive without a background, she did not know that the famous Lady White Bone would be in such a state before becoming king.
She snatched the snake demon from the Mosquito Taoist's grasp and said coldly:
"Where is she?!"
The snake demon pointed in all directions with its tail:
"Tiger Two crushed her bones and scattered them all over the mountain..."
Yang Jiao couldn't listen any longer. After throwing the snake demon aside, she hurriedly set off on the road to find Xiao Bai.
The deeper you go, the thicker the fog becomes, obscuring your vision.
Yang Jiao walked briskly, weaving through the dense, thorny path, seemingly tireless.
half an hour.
Yang Jiao finally stopped in front of a mass grave halfway up a mountain.
In front of the messy graves, a newly buried grave still had a paper spirit banner stuck in it, and bright yellow paper money was soaked with dew and pasted everywhere on the ground.
The bones of the White Bone Demon were no longer white.
She squatted in front of the grave with her back to Yang Jiao, her slender fingers digging at the soil in front of her.
The bones assembled on his body were yellowed, some were from animals, and some were from dead monsters.
It's just that it doesn't have what she originally had.
The bones didn't fit very well; if she moved too much, an arm would fall off with a crash. The White Bone Demon wasn't annoyed; she gathered them in front of her and began to piece them back together.
Yang Jiao felt a pang of sadness and spoke up:
"noob……"
The White Bone Demon's back suddenly stiffened.
The arm that had just been reattached fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
She didn't dare turn around, always thinking it was just a hallucination from being bullied for so long.
Yang Jiao stepped forward a few paces and asked again:
"Little White, didn't I take so many magical treasures and artifacts to my cave? Why didn't I bring some for self-defense?"
The fairies and monsters in this mountain are all of extremely low level; at most, they make up a large number of them.
Those magical treasures all came from the Dragon Palace of the East Sea; any one of them could be used to establish a mountain kingdom.
Only after hearing these words did the White Bone Demon truly dare to confirm that it was her junior master's voice.
She slowly turned her head, her face a withered skull with only empty, black-rimmed eyes.
A sobbing sound suddenly rang out.
"Little Master..."