Zong Ye, Bai Luo, and Xue Huo were walking on Baiyu Mountain.

The mountain top in the distance is covered with white snow and golden light. The snow water flows down the stream from the top of the mountain, strokes the moss on the stones, and reflects the green color of the stream.

At this time, the Baiyu Mountain is different from the Yuanlong Bone Illusion. There is no miasma, and the layers of green are shining with a clear and gorgeous luster like jade.

Baiyu Mountain is close to Fufeng. Hundreds of years have passed. People who do not want to live in Fufeng City have moved to the mountains and cultivated salt fields on the gentle slopes in the mountains. Pink salt ridges are layer by layer between the green mountains.

Even after hundreds of years, it was not difficult to find the eye of the Demon Formation. I went up the stream and found the source of Luoshui.

But here, except for the birds singing in the forest, the gurgling streams, and countless birds and beasts, there is nothing unusual here.

Zong Ye frowned and said, "In the illusion, the stone pillar is buried underground. Has the Demon Formation never been solved?"

"No." Bai Luo said lightly: "Since Jing Yanli found the fragment, it at least means that the stone pillar had been broken thirty-five years ago."

Xue Huo felt a headache when he thought of Bai Luo's two whips in the Yuanlong Bone illusion, saying: "Bai Ranji, don't you want to split this mountain again, right? This is not in the illusion, if you split it, it will be gone!"

Bai Luo turned around and looked at Xue Huo coldly: "Xue Henwan, you seem to have become stupid with Jiang Qinghan."

Xue Huo: "..." Why did you provoke this ancestor with a slutty mouth?

Bai Luo said calmly: "Since Jing Yanli got the fragments thirty-five years ago, the formation must have been broken. Just find a mountain god to ask."

Xue Huo coughed gently: "I think your method seems to be good."

Bai Luo made a gesture of asking for help.

The wood spirits in the world are under Xue Huo's jurisdiction, and it is most suitable for him to come to invite the mountain god.

Xue Huo rolled his eyes and jumped high. He transformed into a black dragon in the air.

He lingered in the air for a while, and let out a deafening dragon roar in one direction.

The earth trembled in an instant, and some gravel fell on the rugged rocks.

Xue Huo fell lightly back to Bai Luo, looking at the calm forest with some confusion: "Isn't the sound just now loud enough?"

Zong Ye frowned and said, "Young Master Xue, is the mountain god louder than who is asking for the voice?"

Xue Huotan said, "Not that, it's just that when facing someone who has been sleeping for too long, the voice is low and can't wake up."

Bai Luo glanced at Zong Ye with a puzzled look: "The mountain god is different from the Tudigong. Most of the Tudigongs are like a ball and are busy with many things. The mountain god is very leisurely. If nothing big happens, it will take hundreds of years to sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, the canopy in the forest swayed violently, and there was no wind in the mountains, but all the trees swayed and rustled. It seemed as if some giant in the forest had come out of it.

Zong Ye raised his head and saw a big tree growing that covered the sky and the sun stretching out from the forest. The whole tree was as high as a mountain.

Even Bai Luo's true body is as small as a mosquito and flies.

The tree lowered its head slightly, and Zong Ye discovered that there was an old man's face vaguely on the tree.

Bai Luo smiled lightly and said, "Often the mountain god is the largest tree in this mountain."

The mountain god bowed to Bai Luo and Xue Huo, and his bent down almost crushed half of the rock.

Xue Huo quickly raised his hand: "The mountain god is free from gifts."

"Two Gods, what's wrong with coming here?"

"I want to ask about an old story from thirty-five years ago." Bai Luo took out the notes of Yuan Qinzhi: "Has the mountain god ever seen the Lord Lingguang thirty-five years ago?"

"Thirty-five years ago?" Every word said by the mountain god seemed to trigger a mountain collapse and tsunami. For some reason, Bai Luo felt a little angry in the tone of the mountain god.

"Thirty-five years ago, what big thing happened in the mountains?"

The mountain god murmured: "Thirty-five years ago?"

The cheeks that appeared on the old tree were originally full of ravines, and even so Bai Luo could see the mountain god's frown.

The mountain god murmured in a daze: "Thirty-five years ago? What happened?"

Bai Luo's heart skipped a beat. The mountain god actually lost his memory?

The mountain god is in charge of a mountain range. Although he often sleeps, he never loses his memory.

Bai Luo tentatively opened Yuan Qinyu's notes: "Have you ever seen such a stone pillar?"

"This is!" Shan Shen suddenly stopped and looked extremely painful: "What is this! Have I seen it before? I have seen it before... no, I have never seen it before..."

The sound of the mountain god is like a bell, as if it comes from the depths of the ground, and every word brings a vibration to the earth.

An angry growl came from the mouth of the mountain god.

Suddenly the soil under my feet loosened and the earth trembled. There was a crack on the top of the snow-capped mountain on the mountain. The huge rocks rolled down from the top of the mountain, causing smoke and dust to echo in the valley.

The originally clear river gradually became turbid.

The crowns of trees in the forest trembled and fell into the loose soil.

Xue Huo and Bai Luo both jumped into the air and turned into a tiger and a dragon in the air.

Bai Luo fell from the air, and his body fell down and threw Zong Ye on his back.

Just as the mountain collapsed, Xue Huo had already flew towards the mountain god.

The mountain god seemed to be in a devil, the torso of the giant tree kept shaking, and the roots of the old tree emerged from the soil like huge anacondas.

The murmurs couldn't hear a complete sentence, but it shocked the valley.

"I haven't seen it before..."

"I haven't seen it before..."

"Everyone you have seen will die."

The white Luo's tiger's eyes roared, and the tiger roared and ran down the mountain.

The gods in all directions guarded one side and knew Xue Huo for tens of thousands of years. The two had already had a tacit understanding.

The mountain god belongs to the wood spirit, and even if the mountain collapses and the earth is broken, Xue Huo can still be suppressed. But the people at the foot of the mountain are different. The mountain god is angry, the earth is trembling, and the body cannot bear it at all. The chaos on the mountain is like this, and I don’t know whether Jiang Qinghan and the others can withstand it at the foot of the mountain.

Bai Luo moved very quickly, and Xue Huo was already fighting with the mountain god behind him. The sand and stones followed Bai Luo down like an avalanche.

The birds in the mountains and forests were startled, and the creatures were painted with carbon for a moment.

A group of black crows in the sky covered the sky and flew away from Baiyu Mountain. Among the black crows, a fiery red kestrel hid under the black crow wings and quickly left.

The rocks slid from the mountain, and the trees fell one after another. A woman's cry and the baby's cry came from the salt beds on the gentle slope.

Zong Ye looked up in horror and left after the sound.

Seeing that the gentle slope had cracked several gullies, a three or four-year-old child wanted to escape from the gentle slope, but the steps-like salt ridges suddenly intertwine, and a cliff several feet deep suddenly broke out in front of her. The two of them were almost standing on a lonely peak, unable to move forward and retreat.

The rolling huge rocks behind him also pressed down on the child from the hillside. Seeing that the child was about to bury his bones under the cliff, Zong Ye jumped high from Bai Luo's back, and jumped up to the lonely peak after a few ups and downs.

The red evil spirit gathered from Zong Ye's palm.

For several months, Pope Ye in Jiang Qinghan has controlled the evil spirits in his body, but he has never taught Zong Ye how to release them.

When something happened, Zong Ye released all the evil spirits in his body.

For a moment, the red evil spirit soared into the sky, and the huge rocks clashed with the evil spirit, and they broke into powder in an instant.

Zong Ye is now incomparable to the little monk in Biluo Hall in Biquan Villa. Even Bai Luo didn't expect that the evil spirit in Zong Ye's body was almost at a loss and the sky was destroyed.

The red evil spirit soared into the sky. The huge rocks rolling down from the top of the mountain just now were blocked by the evil spirit. The evil spirit hit the top of the mountain, like a giant axe to flatten the top of the mountain.

Since Zong Ye released the evil aura, the vibration of the mountain suddenly stopped, and even the mountain god seemed to calm down. There was only the smoke and dust that could not be dissipated between the heaven and earth, and the sunlight showed a decadent and dim light.

The evil spirit dissipated and everything returned to calm. The flying ink hair also fell from the air back to Zong Ye's shoulders embroidered with Taotie dark patterns. He looked down at his hands, a little incredible.

Bai Luo fell behind Zong Ye, and his pair of blue tiger eyes looked at Zong Ye without any emotion.

The child looked at Zong Ye in a daze, his face full of horror, as if he had forgotten to cry.

Zong Ye turned around and looked at the child, and said warmly: "It seems that it's okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the child trembled his mouth and started crying loudly.

Bai Luo was frightened by the crying, and his body was shocked and his back was full of hair.

Zong Ye quickly coaxed, "It's okay, it's okay."

The child looked at Zong Ye and cried again with a "wow" shocking the world and crying.

Zong Ye stammered, "Don't cry, don't cry. I, we will take you down the mountain."

The child sat on the ground and watched Zong Ye crying non-stop. Zong Ye wanted to reach out to hug him, but the child hid. Zong Ye was worried that the child would fall off the cliff, and for a moment he was at a loss.

Bai Luo slowly walked two pieces, approached the child, and looked at her coldly with her blue tiger eyes.

The child's cry came to an abrupt end.

After a while, the child reached out and touched Bai Luo's furry face.

Zong Ye: “…”

Bai Luo shrugged his nose and took a step back.

The child pouted and cried.

Bai Luo had no choice but to lie down in front of the child.
Chapter completed!