Chapter 278

It took Ji Tianxing half an hour to cross a line of sky three miles long.

When he walked out of the sky, he only felt that his eyes were suddenly open, and the world had become broader.

At this time, he has really entered the Wuyin mountains.

He stood on a piece of yellow grass, his eyes keen to look around, observe the situation around.

Overhead is a thick fog, shielding the rising sun, so that the light around some dim.

Not far ahead, he saw a withered and decaying forest.

The trees in the forest were sparse, most of them dark brown, and the top of the trees was bare and there was no green leaf to see.

At a glance, those bare black trees, like tall wooden piles, stand on the desolate land.

Some of the big trees are twisted and crooked, and their treetops are scattered and bifurcated. They look gloomy and full of decay and death.

The ground was covered with yellow leaves, thick as a quilt.

The leaves at the bottom, already rotten, give off a bad smell.

There was no wind in the forest, and the leaves were still on the ground.

The air is gloomy and gloomy.

Ji Tianxing gazed at the strange withered forest, frowned and whispered in his heart.

"After crossing a line of days, the forest is marked on the map as the forest of death, and there is no information about it."

Although he did not understand why this dead forest was called the forest of death.

But he guessed that if the area was marked on the map, it must be a dangerous place.

Unfortunately, this place of death is the only way for him to go to Wangyue lake, which can not be bypassed at all.

If he avoided this place of death, he would not only make a long detour, but also break into other dangerous places.

Thinking of this, Ji Tianxing clenched the black dragon sword and walked towards the woods.

"Sand and sand..."

He made a slight noise with his feet on the yellow leaves.

It was so quiet that he could hear his own steps and heartbeat clearly.

When he walked into the woods, he obviously felt the air was very dull, filled with thick decay and cold.

He stepped forward with a dignified face, holding the handle of the black dragon sword in his right hand, tensed in spirit, full of vigilance and vigilance.

Although, there is nothing in the dead forest except dead trees and fallen leaves.

But there was a chill on his back. He always felt like a pair of invisible eyes watching him.

That kind of strange intuition makes him uneasy and must be on guard.

When he stepped hundreds of steps away, and his figure gradually entered the deep forest, a pile of fallen leaves on the edge of the forest suddenly moved twice.

The withered and yellowing leaves separate quietly towards the two sides.

A gray skull palm, with five fingers curled up, came out of the soft soil.

This white bone palm is dark gray. I don't know how many years it has been buried underground.

Five slender fingerbones, there are also several cracks and gaps, stained with dark red soil.

White bone palm gently pushed away the dead leaves on the ground, and stretched out a little bit.

Then, a second white bone palm came out of the soil and pulled away the fallen leaves on the ground.

Two white bone palms gently wave the soil, trying to reach out, a little bit out of the soil under the gray arm.

Before long, the soil in the middle of the two palms sped up, pushing the yellow leaves apart toward both sides.

A gray skull, gradually out of the soil, shaking around struggling.

It's a human skull. There's a fist sized hole in the sky cover. There are several cracks around the hole.

Its eyes are deeply sunken, two holes are inlaid with two groups of light blue flame, just like its eyes.

Its jaw disappeared, only half of its mouth was left, and its teeth were incomplete. It looked very ferocious and terrifying.

The skeleton was propped up on the ground with both palms, twisted its body from left to right, and soon got out of the soil.

A hole was left in the soil and was immediately covered by fallen dead leaves.

Looking at the depth of the forest, the gray skeleton seemed to see Ji Tianxing's figure. The blue fire in his eyes kept flashing.

It staggers to open a pair of skeleton feet, step over the fallen leaves, to the depths of the woods.

At the same time, the leaves on the ground all around began to surge and separate towards both sides.

Countless gray skeleton palms, out of the soil, pull the fallen leaves all over the ground.

In a short time, one after another, complete or incomplete skeletons, emerged from the ground.

In each skull's eye socket, there are two groups of pale blue fire, flashing evil light.Some of them are tall and bulky, some are incomplete, lack arms and few legs, some have rotten swords in their hands, and some have only half of their bodies left.

But all the skeletons looked deep into the woods and grinned silently, revealing their white teeth.

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Ji Tianxing is still holding the black dragon sword tightly, walking heavily in the woods, and his eyes are keen to observe all around.

The scene remained the same, still covered with bare black brown dead trees, the ground covered with thick dead leaves.

It's just that it's deep in the woods, the light is dimmer, and the air is still filled with wisps of fog.

His eyes can only see a hundred meters away, farther away are covered by fog.

Before long, he saw a light blue light floating in the fog a hundred meters away.

The light seemed to be as light as nothing, floating quietly in the fog, which was particularly mysterious and strange.

Ji Tianxing frowned and slowed down.

When he got close to the pale blue light, he found that it was a flame the size of a fingernail.

In front of the blue, the flame sped up in front of the sky, and when the flame moved to the sky, it moved faster and faster.

He looked up further away and saw many pale blue flames in the hazy gray mist, dense like fireflies on a summer night.

"This is Phosphorous fire? "

Ji Tianxing murmured in a low voice, and a dignified color flashed in his eyes.

He is very clear, phosphorous fire is what the common people call ghost fire, only in the place where the bones gather.

In the depth of the forest, there are countless groups of pale blue phosphorous fire floating. Doesn't it mean that there are countless corpses buried under this forest?!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help pursing his lips. He murmured in his heart: "I'm not afraid of living people. Are you afraid of a pile of bones?"

"I came here after many hardships and dangers. No matter how strange this place is, I will not be afraid and will never shrink back!"

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