"Are these really living things? Look at the huge white bones in the mountain, like the bones of the mountain, stained with blood."

The bird disciples who were all watching the game took a breath.

What is this, and why is it so special?

The climbing peaks are like snakes, with cracks on the surface of the body, blood inside, and huge bones that support the mountain.

Each bone is very big, the most of which is hundreds or even thousands of feet, while the smallest is less than the size of a palm, and has a unique luster of life.

Suddenly, a strange fragrance floated over, making people light and healthy, as if they were about to float up. A refreshing fragrance had a special magic that made people intoxicated.

All the mountains were shaking, and the cracked cracks were shining brightly. Drops of mysterious liquid overflowed from the blood and bones, crystal clear and bright.

They slid down from the mountain and fell to the foot of the mountain, forming small, bright puddles, many of which were connected together.

Needless to say, all living beings also know that this is an amazing divine liquid, but the process of birth is so incredible, surprising and incomprehensible.

"receive!"

A creature growled, sacrificed a magic weapon, and sank into the mountains, trying to collect such mysterious droplets.

However, its magic weapon is like a mud cow entering the sea, leaving and falling directly on the mountain, then collapsed, swallowed up by auspicious lights, and entered into the mountain.

"With my magic weapon as a nourishment, what is this?!"

In the mountains, all kinds of streams of light are flying. The crystal liquid is very rare. It does not penetrate into the sand or intersects between the cracks of the rocks. They are all gathered at the roots of the mountain, but they are just small puddles.

The fighting demon cultivator and Taoist were both attracted by the strangeness in front of him and stopped fighting at the same time.

Everything in this world seems to be particularly fragile. Only with a gentle swing of magic power, it will disappear into the void. If they stop for a while, they will appear silently again.

illusory!

Such thoughts flashed through the soul of the creature, but the exposed flesh and blood attracted everyone's attention.

Although those creatures who were beaten and hurt subconsciously wriggled their skin, and the wounds that were so subtle that they could not ignore were healing quickly, some ungrateful guys dared to use their magic power to force everything.

The demon cultivator who was still fighting just now seemed to see that the immortal grass and spirit trees were all illusory, but from the appearance of the magic weapon being absorbed just now, it proved that the moving mountains were physical!

Relying on his powerful body, this demon cultivator rushed towards the overflowing divine liquid, thinking that he had to get some things when he came to this magical world.
Chapter completed!