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"I don't plan to get married, so the elderly don't have to say anything," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said with a smile.

The old man smiled and touched Xu Zimo again.

Asked: "My son, is this wine good?"

"Good wine," Xu Zimo nodded.

"Our village is called Forgetfulness Village, and it is named after this wine," the old man smiled strangely.

"This wine is also called forgetful wine."

"Oh," Xu Zimo said in surprise, "Could it be that it makes people amnesia after drinking."

"What do you think of the son now?" The old man stood up and asked.

"It doesn't feel much," Xu Zimo replied.

The old man frowned slightly, and saw that countless branches under his feet were suddenly bound, binding Xu Zimo's whole person in place.

"Who is the son?" The figures of the old men stepped back and asked aloud.

"What you asked, I still want to ask, who are you?" Xu Zimo stood up, broke free from the shackles of the branches with pure strength, and smiled.

"When I first came to this forgetful village, I watched you and others were transformed into human beings.

Now they are full of corpses, and I don't know how long they have been dead. "

"Take him down," the old man headed coldly snorted.

At this moment, the two huge ginseng trees at the door began to turn, and the whole village became a maze.

And everyone here has turned into pitch-black trees, braving heavy death.

The surrounding area was originally fragrant with birds and flowers, and lush trees. At this moment, it was all black soil.

There was no life at all, the earth began to tremble, and tombstones suddenly rose from the ground.

Here, it turned out to be a derivative land of Mass Burial Valley.

A few crows flew across the void, and these decaying trees seemed to have long legs, and they all came to Xu Zimo to kill.

Xu Zimo frowned slightly, the law of flame in his hand appeared.

Flame is the nemesis of trees and wood.

A big fire blew up from the void, incinerating the entire land, and all the killed trees exploded with a "cracking" sound.

There was a "oooooo" wind.

It seems that people are crying.

"It seems that someone has trouble with me," Xu Zimo smiled and looked around.

"If that's the case, then it's okay for me to break a blood path."

The sword intent all over him surged, and Tyrant Shadow straddled him and held it in his right hand.

When the sword's intent is vertical and horizontal, there is no convergence, and all the sights are completely wiped out.

Xu Zimo raised his head again, and among the tombstones in front of him, bones climbed up.

There are also countless big trees, which gave birth to two legs and gathered together to form a formation.

The formation is black and misty, like a falling river and a yellow spring, and there are ghosts in the jungle.

"A group of mobs," Xu Zimo sneered.

He looked around at the flames, and everything in his body was incinerated.

Xu Zimo threw the compass into the void without a trace.

The compass is constantly rotating, and the position of the gossip on it is also changing.

In an instant the compass opened a way to heaven.

The light bloomed, shining around.

Of course, this is seen from the perspective of an outsider, Xu Zimo at this moment seems to have entered a state of emptiness.

In this state, his eyes are fascinated, as if he is trying to break the secret of heaven, all the good and bad omen in the world are in front of him.

There are several colors floating constantly.

Each color represents a different kind of auspiciousness, and there are both big and good luck.

Xu Zimo chuckled lightly. With this compass, at least he wouldn't get lost in this Mass Burial Valley.

He walked forward in accordance with Daji's position, floating above his head without a trace.

The sword's intention spanned thousands of miles away and directly swept the Bahuang Liuhe.

In the Mass Burial Valley, a very secret place.

At this moment, he was laughing and laughing, and there were countless little bone monsters supporting him.

And sitting on the top was a huge mouse with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek.

It was covered in yellow hair, with a huge piece of cheese in its mouth, lying reclining on the seat, asleep.

The bubble blowing on his mouth is as big as a dozen footballs.

The little white demon underneath was drinking, shouting and clamoring, cheering.

"Our Mass Burial Valley can be regarded as a big forbidden area in this Ghost God Realm," the little bone demon laughed.

"That is, even if the emperor comes in, it depends on our expressions," also replied with pride.

"We are nothing outside, but here is the world of our undead creatures."

"Keep your voice down, don't wake up the king, you are delicious."

"Who has guarded the way recently?"

"It looks like the bone is old, but looking at this time, why haven't you come back?

Did you catch a big fish? "

Numerous little bones were talking about it, and suddenly only one white bone yelled and staggered towards the outside.

"My lord, big things are bad, big things are bad."

The big mouse sleeping in the seat was awakened, the bubbles were broken, and his eyes opened impatiently.

He directly lifted the little bone demon.

"Is the sky falling when I wake my king to sleep?"

"That's not true," the little bone demon replied tremblingly. UU reading www.uukANAshu. com

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "pop", which was directly fanned out.

"The sky hasn't fallen, what are you shouting?" the big mouse asked.

"It's a very powerful guy coming out, rushing all the way invincible, and he is about to hit the cave."

The bone demon explained aggrievedly.

"Where is the bone demon guarding the cave?" the big mouse asked again.

"Killed by one move, the Bone King is dragging him," the Bone Demon said quickly.

"A bunch of rubbish, come out with me and have a look." The big mouse stood up, his plump body walked, shaking.

The earth also vibrated.

Immediately, with countless little bone monsters, he swaggered out.

In the Bone Forest, the cold wind is rustling.

Countless weird tombstones stood up, and there seemed to be the sound of broken bones.

Occasionally a few leaves drifted by in the breeze.

Xu Zimo looked at the big guy in front of him, the bone king was full of sharp bones.

The bones were hanging upside down, sharper than the sharp blade.

When the Ba Yingzhan in Xu Zimo's hand passed, only the explosion of "Boom" came.

The Bone King was cut in half by Tyrant Ying, and the bone broke, but soon the bone recovered.

"Here, you can't kill me," the Bone King laughed.

"There are countless bones here, and I don't have to worry about using them."

"Really?" Xu Zimo raised his head and glanced at him.

He saw his tyrant pointing towards the sky, and suddenly a thunder struck down, like a nine-day profound thunder being awakened.

It was like a thousand thunder and thousands of prisons, descending directly from the sky, and then the Bone King was enveloped in it.

The next moment, the screams sounded continuously.

"Aren't you the flame of comprehension, how can there be thunder," the Bone King shouted.