Chapter 137: Elven Tribe (1)

After the black-eyed bear finished speaking, the eight demon beasts tacitly chose a door and entered the main hall of this palace. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info then the low-level demon beasts began to scramble, fighting all the way into these eight gates.

Zou Zhengling glanced at them, and of course they had to go in and break through when they encountered such an opportunity. It's just this bronze gate, they choose whether to separate or go in together? If they enter separately, needless to say, it will be more dangerous, maybe they can get more things, maybe they won't get anything! Let's go together, the situation here is unknown, there are so many powerful demon beasts, in their team, even the strongest Ling Xuan is not sure to challenge.

Following closely behind the demon beasts, Ling Xuan and the others chose a random door and walked in.

The appearance of the bronze palace made people and demon beasts farther away also frantically rush towards this side. The Jindan monks who chased Zou Zhengling and them appeared in front of the bronze palace in embarrassment. The bearded monk who took the lead said, "Let's go in and have a look!"

In addition, the huge spiritual power fluctuations here also attracted another team of people, which was Lu Xiyue's team.

Ishikawa smiled: "I didn't expect that there is really a relic opened here, hahaha, it seems that we are lucky! Let's go in together, be careful." ”

However, he said that after Zou Zhengling and the others entered the palace, they were surrounded by a white and vast fog, and these dense fogs could also isolate their divine senses, so that it was difficult for them to distinguish the direction at all.

At this time, I only heard Ling Xuan say, "Follow me!" With that, he threw out a red silk thread, which spontaneously wrapped around everyone's wrists. With the power of this silk thread, follow Ling Xuan's footsteps and walk forward.

In this thick fog, there are small white monsters from time to time, which is another kind of monster they don't know. This kind of demon beast is very small, with little blood and thin skin, but it is not very difficult to entangle, once it bites on a person's body, its toxin can make the spiritual power in the body flow rapidly. At first, everyone was defenseless, and Jin Ming and Chang Lei were bitten. What's even more frightening is that they don't know how to cure this poison, and they don't know what the outcome will be when all their spiritual power is lost.

It is necessary to get out of this foggy area quickly.

Everyone knew that once the spiritual power was activated, the loss of spiritual power in the body would be accelerated, but they had to do it. Chang Lei and Jin Ming can only find a way to save themselves if they fight quickly.

Zou Zhengling released the Flame God, and the dense fog here couldn't even disperse the Flame God a little.

These little mist beasts are small in size and numerous, Zou Zhengling has already killed the red eyes, but she is still very sensible, and collects all the corpses of the little mist beasts that she killed, which may be able to find clues that can save Jin Ming's life.

Fortunately, the direction they were walking was not completely aimless! The rusty sword in Ling Xuan's hand could not see a trace of rust at this time, but looked very excited. After entering this palace, the sword became more and more excited, and Ling Xuan used the induction between him and the sword to let it take him to find the place it wanted to go.

Therefore, it didn't take too long for them to finally get out of this dense fog area. At this time, they found that there was a row of very delicate and small wooden houses everywhere, and in front of the wooden houses was a sea of flowers and medicines. The wooden house and this fertile medicine field are surrounded by dense forests, and they feel like they have stepped into a paradise!

But they don't have time to care where they are, because Chang Lei and Jin Ming are no longer good. Although they swallowed the tonic elixir and swallowed the fruit very quickly, the effect was not great, and as time passed, the spiritual power in their bodies was still losing at an accelerated rate.

Ling Xuan thought for a moment and said to the two, "The only way now is to see if you can seal your dantian!"

Jin Ming and the others had no other way to go, so they agreed with Ling Xuan's opinion.

Ling Xuan put his hand on their dantian and sealed their dantian first with a special technique, so that even if the spiritual power in the body was lost, the dantian would not be exhausted, but Jin Ming would not be able to mobilize the spiritual power in the dantian, which meant that they were now ordinary people who were powerless.

This trick worked, and the danger to the lives of the two was temporarily lifted. Zou Zhengling and the others roughly explored the space and were relieved to confirm that there were no other dangers in the vicinity.

But they didn't have long to breathe when they heard the sound of chattering in the woods. Suddenly, the conversation came to an abrupt end!

And Zou Zhengling, they also saw the source of this voice clearly.

From the edge of the dense forest came several small green figures, whose faces looked no different from those of human children. It's just that these little people have green skin and wings.

Seeing Zou Zhengling and them, this group of little green men all showed frightened expressions. "Ah, there's a big monster coming!" cried out the little green man with two pigtails on his head, covering his face, not even knowing that the small basket in his hand had fallen to the ground, and the butterfly-shaped wings on his back were trembling, but he couldn't fly.

At this time, a small man with a green beard came out of the group of villains, and said with his hands behind his back: "Lily, calm down, these monsters don't look so scary. Excuse me, everyone, we are from the forest elf tribe, who are you?" the little old man put his hands behind his back, but his fluttering wings revealed that his heart was not very calm.

"Hello elves, we are Terran monks from outside this palace, and we have no ill will. ”

Then the elf named Lily screamed again, "But you look so terrible, your skin is so white, do you have leukemia?"

Zou Zhengling said speechlessly: "I dare to guarantee that our blood is red!"

"Oh my God, red blood is even more terrible!" At this time, the other elves began to chatter.

Ling Xuan said: "Ladies and gentlemen, we didn't mean to disturb you, we also broke into this place by accident, and our companions were injured, please let us disturb here for a while." Of course, for Ling Xuan, he still had one more important thing to do, after arriving here, his sword suddenly fell silent, but there was still a force pulling him somewhere behind this row of huts, he had to figure out the strangeness of this sword.

Looking around again, the way they came was completely gone, the whole place was wrapped in forest, and there was no road in sight. Although these elves look harmless, they still have to be vigilant.

In this way, Zou Zhengling and the others temporarily stayed in this forest tribe. A defensive formation was set up at the edge of the forest, and the curtain rested. Although the little old man invited them to live in the tribal house, their house was too small, and it was difficult for Zou Zhengling and them to enter the door.

As the sky gradually darkened, more and more elves returned to the tribe, about three or four hundred in total. Every elf came back and looked at them with horror and curiosity. Soon, the small house of the elves was lit up with warm lights, and smoke floated from the roof, so that it really looked like a paradise, and the years were quiet. (To be continued.) )