Chapter 37: Black Blood and Mountain Spirits

More than a dozen figures gathered beside the crescent moon pool from not far away, looking at the black mist in unison, trying to peek out a trace of mystery from it.

They wanted to see what kind of existence the mountain spirit could make such a posture.

The so-called mountain spirit is the lord of the mountain.

Ordinary mountains, mountain spirits are not terrifying.

But this time, the mountains here can have the existence of Wuzong Cave Mansion, and this place will be extraordinary. Just on the periphery of this mountain range, there are many demon beasts that are not weak, and most of them have a little bit of intelligence.

Not to mention the inner area of the mountains.

The existence of mountain spirits is estimated to be not ordinary beasts, and some even have strange looks and strange shapes.

They generally recognize the black fog as the so-called mountain spirit, at least for now, this is the only explanation that makes sense. They are all more or less stained with the flesh and blood of the demon beasts in this mountain range, and the mountain spirits are their guardians, so it is really right to stand up for this.

The black fog is like a dark cloud that has been accumulated for a long time, and something may fall from the sky at any time, and their surroundings, including this crescent pool, are shrouded in darkness, and it is impossible to retreat for a short time.

"Isn't He Shuluo already dead, could it be that there is another one with the same name?"

If it is said that Wu Ming has the most close contact with anyone in this world, then one of the first three must have some book, after all, it was Wu Ming who saved him in the last time he entered this world.

His aura Wu Ming was very familiar, and he didn't expect to meet him here, and he also appeared in a team.

In the process of Wu Ming's thinking, he ignored the details that he couldn't speak, and he subconsciously talked to himself to make him breathe a sigh of relief. This change, there is a problem.

Then on the surface of the water, a small string of bubbles appeared.

"Who?"

Among the crowd, there were sharp-eyed people who suddenly noticed this detail that was easy to overlook.

"Dust, what's the matter? ”

"There's something in the water. ”

While it was normal for blisters to appear on the water, they had already detected the pool for no signs of life. How can something come out of thin air now?

After that bubble, the whole pool surface calmed down, and there was no more waves. Wu Ming stayed at the bottom of the pool, motionless.

"Ye Chenxing, are you too nervous. ”

"Well, maybe you're wrong. ”

In the dark, the sense of crisis will also rise, and the more vigilant people are, the easier it will be to look away. It's not that they don't believe in dust, but they want to make things less dangerous.

If no one knows why a big living person stays under the water, then we have to talk about the spiritual power flowing in Wu Ming's body at this moment.

In this world, the realm of the Xuan is condensed, and the realm of the earth and the sky gathers, beyond the realm of the martial king, it can converge into a river, commonly known as the heavenly river.

In other words, if a person from a high realm detects a person with a low realm, when the latter is unable to conceal his self-cultivation, he can know how many spiritual streams and how many yuan drops he has.

They didn't find out that it wasn't that Wu Ming came here late, on the contrary, Wu Ming had been here a little longer than them.

Otherwise, if you think of a man who fell from the sky and fell into the water, who would not be able to see it.

Then there can only be a small reason.

Today's Wu Ming, there is no trace of spiritual power fluctuations in his body, and with the magic of this pool's hidden vitality, they can't detect it at all.

This is even more shocking than the last time two drops of yuandi.

The black fog in the sky also changed slightly, condensing more and more densely, forming an indescribable vortex from its center, and as the black fog became smaller and smaller, the whole sky also returned to brightness.

It's just that the black mist condensed into a disc like the sun was above everyone's heads, exuding a billowing and strange aura.

On top of that, from time to time, the disc would drip a drop of black liquid, which would fall into the pool directly below, instantly dyeing the entire pool black and steaming in bursts of heat.

If this drop of black liquid falls on everyone, the consequences can be imagined. The most important thing is that this blocked everyone's footsteps and caused unnecessary obstacles.

In this way, the time for them to find the Wuzong Cave Mansion will be extended indefinitely.

This disc may have been transformed by the mountain spirit.

"Do you know how wrong you have been?"

At this time, another displeased voice sounded, and the person who spoke was dressed in Tai Sui clothes, with an arrogant face, and his tone seemed to be reprimanding his subordinates.

When he said this, some people agreed.

The mountain spirit does not come out early or late, but at this time. Then all the blame can be shifted to those two people.

"Who do you think you are? We are all holy sons, don't think that you can reprimand me at will because of the huge power of your sect, if you force me to be anxious, you can also tear off a few hairs of you......"

The person who spoke was one of the two brothers who had just been relieved, and he was boiling. His aura was stronger than the other beside him.

Xi Wu also knew that if he retreated and admitted at this time, he would lose the face of his own sect, and second, if he was really angry with the mountain spirit, it would be miserable to look for himself.

It's a really good calculation.

Merely.

What he was going to say later was stunned by the simmer beside him.

When he refuted again, the Tai Sui suit in front of him moved silently.

It seems to be a gust of wind, and it is like an extraordinary flow of spiritual power, from the cuffs under Tai Sui's suit to the face of the martial arts, just in an instant.

Like a fist, like a palm, like a foot like a leg.

Xi Wu was directly knocked out by the sudden force, and smashed into the rock ten zhang away.

By the time he unleashed his spiritual power, it was already too late, and his whole body was in a state of embarrassment, and blood stained all corners of his clothes.

"You're unexpectedly. ”

Relying on the repair of his own spiritual power, he barely spit out three words, and then he slowly struggled down from the rock he had sunk into.

He staggered three or four steps, barely able to hold on. When he was about to fall, he was held up by a large hand behind him before he stood on his heels.

When he saw that Boiled Wu was being sent flying, he had already been around the rocks. His hand rested on Yuwu's shoulder, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Here's the lesson. ”

He Shudian said three words lightly, extremely domineering. He wants to teach someone a lesson, when to wait for him to turn back?

What's more, it was an accident that their group was able to form a team, if it weren't for the fact that there were people present whose realm was higher than He Shuxuan, he would have done his best to suppress and boil the martial arts.

He is lucky to be alive.

"If He Shuyan hadn't kept his hand, brother, you would have died a long time ago. You have made evil with him, and you are irrational. ”

In the ears of the spiritual voice of the people who boiled Wen, the latter could only wipe away the blood left at the corners of his mouth, and he was unlucky.

Everyone also clearly understood the horror of He Shubranding. They are the same as the strength of the Martial King, but they didn't expect it to be so far behind.

During their fight, more and more black liquid entered the water, and the steaming heat covered the entire pool with a thin layer of smoke, and the crescent pool turned into a black hot spring in the blink of an eye.

"I'll go, scald, burn me. ”

Wu Ming stayed below, feeling the gradually rising heat, and suddenly felt that he was the frog that had been boiled in warm water.

He couldn't bear it anymore and was ready to find a time to go out.