Chapter 35: The Demon Island’s Step by Step

Zhao Xiaofeng was wrapped in a ventilated black cloth and could not see anything. This was just a moment, and the ventilated black cloth suddenly disappeared and disappeared into Zhao Xiaofeng's body.

The faint voice of Gui Shenshou came over: "I have passed the dark realm to you... Don't let my instructions down..." As soon as this sentence was finished, Gui Shenshou stopped breathing.

Zhao Xiaofeng stood blankly.

Under the dazzling golden light of Tianxinzhu, Zhao Xiaofeng finally saw clearly that this was a closed cave. In one corner of the wet cave, there was a large stone jar, and there was an incomplete corpse in the stone jar. Only a broken head was left in the corpse, and the other parts of the body were almost completely melted. At the bottom of the stone jar, a yellow viscous liquid kept oozing out, flowing all over the ground. The facial features of the corpse could not be distinguished, and only one mouth was quite complete.

Zhao Xiaofeng was shocked. He could not associate the corpse in front of him with the legendary ghost and god sorrow that the dragon was not seen. He could not imagine that a person had only one broken head left and lived for so long!

Zhao Xiaofeng felt uncomfortable. A powerful legend died so miserably, and he died at the hands of his own two sons.

Out of the mysterious cave, Zhao Xiaofeng ran directly towards the Demon Mountain. Strangely, since the dark field of ghosts and gods melted into Zhao Xiaofeng's body, Zhao Xiaofeng could clearly feel the specific location of the Demon Mountain. The spells in the Dark Field were also clearly imprinted in his mind.

Zhao Xiaofeng was both surprised and excited. Could this be the legendary "inheritance memory"?

The Demon Mountain is in a very hidden place. Without the "inheritance memory" of ghosts and gods, it would be difficult for Zhao Xiaofeng to find this place.

In a grand canyon surrounded by mist, a mountain actually rose high. The mountain was misty and there was a faint shadow of a palace.

Zhao Xiaofeng stood at the foot of the mountain with a confused look on his face, because he found that there was no road on the mountain that could be found on such a huge mountain. The "inheritance memory" of ghosts and gods was suddenly interrupted here, and a chill that penetrated his bones marrow came from all directions.

Zhao Xiaofeng couldn't help but shivered. He suddenly remembered Yu Po's words, "The treasure house of Demon Island is on Demon Mountain, where thousands of demons guard it." The chill that penetrated into the bone marrow may be emitted by the thousands of demons.

The foot of the Demon Mountain is full of red and green grass. The grass is of different heights, with one person tall and one person tall, and one short as far as the ankle.

Zhao Xiaofeng wandered at the foot of the mountain for a while, then chose a shallow grass to go up the mountain. The grass was covered with pebbles the size of eggs. If you step on it, you will fall if you are not careful. Zhao Xiaofeng has lived in the forest of thousands of beasts since he was a child and has long been accustomed to the rugged mountain roads. Despite this, he almost fell down several times!

Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the grass, and the red and green grass all over the ground capsized on the ground.

Zhao Xiaofeng stopped and was about to see what was going on, but suddenly felt a darkness in front of him. A strong wind mixed with a hint of chill, and rushed straight to Zhao Xiaofeng's face.

Zhao Xiaofeng was shocked and suddenly lowered his body, and his body drifted aside. At the moment of flashing, he grabbed the Blood Flame Divine Sword behind him at the fastest speed. The Blood Flame Divine Sword had grown a thick shell. Gui Shenchou said that only cultivators who have reached the Holy Spirit Realm of martial arts cultivation can pull out the Divine Sword. Zhao Xiaofeng's martial arts cultivation had just reached the Zhongling Realm, and behind the Zhongling Realm were the Cheng Ling Realm, Xuan Ling Realm, Holy Spirit Realm, Holy Spirit Realm, Divine Spirit Realm, and Divine Position Realm. Although Zhao Xiaofeng's current martial arts cultivation is still far from the Holy Spirit Realm and cannot pull out the Blood Flame Divine Sword at all, the shelled Blood Flame Divine Sword also has a certain power, at least much more powerful than ordinary weapons!

Zhao Xiaofeng was not yet firmly standing, and the powerful whirlwind came to his eyes again. This time, he finally saw clearly that a colorful tiger was rushing towards him. The tiger was more than ten feet tall and about three feet long. It was covered with barbs on its yellow and black fur. What kind of tiger is this? In the forest of thousands of beasts, tigers are very common animals, but this is the first time Zhao Xiaofeng has seen this tiger covered with barbs.

The colorful tiger had already rushed over. Zhao Xiaofeng didn't have time to think about it. He hurriedly used a "flash" and his figure flashed more than three feet away to the left. Before he could gain a firm foothold, a thick and long tiger tail swept across the waist with a sharp whistling.

Zhao Xiaofeng had no time to dodge, so he subconsciously used the Blood Flame Divine Sword to stop it. With a crisp "pop", the thick and long tiger tail was swept to the scabbard.

Zhao Xiaofeng felt a numbness in his palm, and the blood flame magic sword in his hand almost fell to the ground. Before he could react, the thick and long tiger tail had released the scabbard like an electric shock and pulled back.

Zhao Xiaofeng's thin body was pulled out, and a burning stinging pain spread on his back. Zhao Xiaofeng fell to the ground, holding the Blood Flame Divine Sword tightly in his hand to prevent the colorful tiger from attacking again.

Strangely, this gorgeous tiger did not pounce on him again. It kept a certain distance from Zhao Xiaofeng. The pair of eyes with cold light stared at the blood-flame divine sword in Zhao Xiaofeng's hand, and their eyes were full of fear!

Zhao Xiaofeng also saw the change in the situation. He slowly stood up and suddenly raised the blood flame divine sword in his hand.

The colorful tiger turned around in a hurry and ran away like a flash.

Zhao Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief. Although the wound on his back was still painful, it was not serious. This was just a skin and flesh injury, and it did not hurt his muscles and bones.

The red and green grass on the mountain fell a lot. Not long after Zhao Xiaofeng walked over, these grasses miraculously stood up again. Zhao Xiaofeng did not look back, otherwise he would have been shocked.

Zhao Xiaofeng stopped after walking half a mile because he suddenly discovered that the palace on the top of the mountain was missing at some point.

There is a small river in front that blocks the way up the mountain. This small river is like a belt, surrounding the Demon Mountain.

Zhao Xiaofeng didn't care because the river was very narrow and only one meter wide. With his current skills, he could cross it with just a thrust of legs.

There were rocks next to the river, and the cracks of the rocks were covered with red and green grass.

Zhao Xiaofeng came to the river. He was about to raise his legs when he discovered something strange. There was a little girl in red in the clear river, waving and smiling at him.

Zhao Xiaofeng looked around and there was not even a figure on the river bank.

The little girl in the river is not a figure, but a real person.

How could this little girl be in the water? Does she also have a magic weapon to avoid water?

The little girl in red in the river was still waving, as if she was saying hello to Zhao Xiaofeng.

Zhao Xiaofeng smiled embarrassedly. He was about to speak, but the little girl in the river suddenly disappeared. The clear river water slowly became turbid, and finally became as dark as ink. The dark river surface was rising, and the heat became stronger and stronger, and the dark river water was bubbled and boiling.

Zhao Xiaofeng took a few steps back and looked at the river in surprise.

The river water tumbling, and in an instant, it started to stir up black waves more than one meter high. It seemed that there were thousands of troops galloping across the river, and there were weapons fighting each other, shouting and fighting.

Zhao Xiaofeng listened carefully, and a little girl's crying came clearly. The sound was soft and weak. If you don't listen carefully, you will not be able to hear it at all.

Zhao Xiaofeng concentrated his mind and activated the Tianxinzhu in his body as fast as possible. The Tianxinzhu is a top-notch defensive artifact. It is inseparable from swords and guns and cannot invade water and fire. Even if this river is dangerous, Zhao Xiaofeng is not afraid.

Zhao Xiaofeng jumped into the river with a "thump". The dark and boiling river water instantly swallowed him.

The golden light emitted by the Tianxin Bead shines through the dark river water.

Zhao Xiaofeng quickly sank to the bottom of the river.

There was no mud at the bottom of the river, nor was there any messy water plants. The little girl in red was gone, and the mysterious shouts of killing and crying disappeared. A winding path extended in front of Zhao Xiaofeng.

Zhao Xiaofeng stepped on the path and walked forward. I don’t know how long I walked, but the river water, which was as dark as thick ink, gradually faded.

The further you go, the clearer the river water becomes.

Zhao Xiaofeng raised his head, and there was a clear blue sky above his head, and a few faint clouds were floating slowly. Everything seemed so calm and peaceful. Zhao Xiaofeng let out a light breath and continued to walk forward.

The winding path has reached its end. There are two huge rocks in front of them intersecting. There is an oval black hole in the middle of the two huge rocks. At first glance, it looks like a huge mouth.

Zhao Xiaofeng came to the entrance of the cave and looked inside. The black hole was pitch black again, and occasionally a few scarlet bright fire flashed by. Zhao Xiaofeng listened carefully. There was a silence in the entrance of the cave, and there was no sound. Although there was no sound, a cold wind that penetrated into the bone marrow was blowing out, making people feel goosebumps all over.

Zhao Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, but walked in carefully...

The golden light emitted by the Tianxin Bead suddenly darkened, leaving only a blurry aperture.

Zhao Xiaofeng felt a gust of cold wind coming from all directions. He held the Blood Flame Divine Sword tightly in his hand, and his nerves were tense all over his body.

With the blurry golden light, Zhao Xiaofeng saw steps made of huge stones under his feet.

Zhao Xiaofeng stepped on gently and walked up step by step...

The steps seem to have no end, and there are still steps above the steps!

Zhao Xiaofeng looked at both sides as he walked. Both sides were as dark as ink and could not see anything.

A sudden burst of rapid footsteps sounded on the steps, as if many people were running down from above.

Zhao Xiaofeng hurriedly flashed to the side and opened his eyes wide to see. The rapid footsteps passed by him, but strangely, Zhao Xiaofeng didn't even see his personal shadow.

Two big red lanterns suddenly lit up on the steps, and the bright red lights illuminated them.

Writing is like walking alone in a cold and lonely street at midnight. Because someone is waiting, he is in a hurry to go back! Only with readers waiting can the author be motivated! I wish you a happy and happy!
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