The white mist in the woods is thick, this place is like a fairyland, there is a mysterious fragrance wafting out from it, refreshing people's hearts, making people's spirit and body inexplicably stronger.

There may be a miraculous medicine in it, or some other divine substance, in short, it is something that the monk must want.

Once you get it, you will definitely be able to increase your cultivation skyrocketing.

"Let's go, go in!" Fang Yi didn't hesitate at all, he immediately stepped on Taixu and walked towards the thick white mist, and Nalan Ziyan and Zhou Yuan followed suit.

Fang Yi cast too much of a void step, turning into a golden light, but he quickly stopped.

Fang Yi didn't blindly rush inward, maybe there might be danger here, he was naturally extremely cautious.

Fang Yi tentatively released his spiritual sense and searched the surroundings, but as soon as the spiritual sense was released, he was immediately suppressed by this place, and he quickly took the spiritual sense back.

"I can't use psionic consciousness here, and I feel a little cold. Nalan Ziyan came to his side, frowned and said, there was a silver light lingering around her fingertips, and she was very vigilant.

Fang Yi's expression became solemn, he no longer used the Taixu step, but moved forward step by step.

The woods are becoming more and more weird, as if they are full of yin qi everywhere, and the yin wind blows, making people shiver.

Now Fang Yi's physical body was already a king-level desolate body, and it was difficult to have any effect, but now, he actually felt the shade.

Suddenly, Zhou Yuan next to him let out a miserable scream, and Fang Yi and Nalan Ziyan quickly turned their heads to look.

Two white bone claws stretched out from the ground, grabbed Zhou Yuan's legs, and were about to pull him down into the ground.

Shout!

A silver light swept across the ground, which was emitted by Nalan Ziyan.

However, to their surprise, these white bone claws were not cut off, and they were still pulling Zhou Yuan's legs.

"It's too demonic!Are these white bone claws harder than king-level weapons?" Nalan Ziyanhua's face was pale, she held a jade sword in her hand, and that jade sword was a king-level weapon.

However, what was terrifying was that it was the sword light emitted by the jade sword just now that it couldn't be cut off.

At this time, half of Zhou Yuan's body was pulled to the ground, and what made people's scalps tingle was that more white bone claws stretched out from it, dragging Zhou Yuan as if they were going to pull him into hell.

This was a terrifying picture, Fang Yi's eyes flashed, he took out the Dingtian Monument and slammed it on the ground.

"Demons, retreat!" Fang Yi shouted.

However, the Dingtian Monument did not react.

A divine thought passed into Fang Yi's mind.

"Boy, although this seat can suppress the demons and evil in the world, but it cannot be used at will, if you rely on this seat for everything, then you will always live in the shadow of this seat, such a road, do you want to go?"

Fang Yi was shocked, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, Dingtian Monument was reminding him.

Indeed, Fang Yi relied too much on the Dingtian Monument, when he subdued Lei Yuan on the seventh layer, he also had the Dingtian Monument to help, and when he entered the black vortex before, he had the Dingtian Monument to help suppress it, and he did almost nothing.

This is dependence, is indulgence, if everything depends on the Dingtian Monument, then how can you get out of your own way?

Fang Yi was shocked into a cold sweat, and now that he had come to his senses, he was a little afraid.

Fang Yi wants to take the invincible road, instead of relying on foreign objects, no matter how strong the Dingtian Monument is, but after all, it is not something that Fang Yi can rely on.

"Senior, I see. Fang Yi said solemnly.

After saying this, Fang Yi's heart suddenly brightened, and his mood changed.

Not relying on external objects, but only on oneself, this is the most fundamental thing for monks.

So Fang Yi put away the Dingtian Monument, and then quickly cast the Thunder Method.

In an instant, there was a gathering of thunder and lightning above Fang Yi's head, as thick as a giant python, and behind Fang Yi's hands, the countless thunderbolts quickly sank into the ground, fighting fiercely with those white bone claws.

The thunder and lightning worked, and those white bone claws shattered one after another, and Fang Yi quickly made a move, grabbed Zhou Yuan's collar, and lifted him up.

Then, they quickly retreated!

"Thank you, boss!" Zhou Yuan had palpitations and hurriedly thanked him.

"Be careful next!" Fang Yi said.

The three of them continued to walk in the thick white mist.

The deeper they went, the thicker the white mist became, and in the end it had become liquid, and they couldn't even breathe wherever they passed, so they closed their breaths and didn't let the liquid mist suck into their bodies.

On the way to it, they also encountered the white bone claws sticking out of the ground several times, but fortunately, they had already taken precautions, so they didn't get hit.

And sometimes Fang Yi would even release thunder and lightning to chop those white bone claws, but what made Fang Yi's heart palpitate was that the deeper he went, the harder these white bone claws became, and in the end, even his thunder and lightning could not be crushed.

"I don't know who these white bone claws are buried here, they have been formed over many years, and even your thunder and lightning have been split, I'm afraid only the bones of the emperor-level powerhouse can not be afraid. Nalan Ziyan speculated.

Fang Yi nodded and said, "If this is really what you said, then I am afraid that the person buried here is really an emperor-level powerhouse." ”

Guess if it comes true, whether the magic medicine in the depths of the white mist is true.

Fang Yizhen was a little suspicious, what they had entered now was not a place containing divine medicine, but a dead land, this place was too demonic, and the white bones buried under the ground were very terrifying.

I don't know how long it took, but the smell of strange smells came from their noses again, and it became more and more intense.

"The magic medicine is ahead!" Zhou Yuan said excitedly.

Several people quickened their pace.

Soon, they saw the so-called miracle medicine.

It was a fruit tree, and the green leaves of the fruit tree were very green, like an umbrella, with a little on it, and it grew bigger and bigger down.

And among the green leaves, there are many red fruits, which are so delicate and so attractive that you want to eat them in one bite.

And at this time, those red fruits give off an alluring fragrance that is very bewitching.

"It's ...... Divine Blood Fruit?!" Nalan Ziyan said in shock.

The Divine Blood Fruit can nourish the bloodline of the monks, especially the emperor-level powerhouses, if there is a Divine Blood Fruit used to eat the refining, it can condense its own essence blood, but its effect is more than that.

The greater effect of this divine blood fruit is that it can help the monk to be reborn, if a mortal without qualifications swallows such a fruit, he can directly transform and be able to cultivate.

And if the monks in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm have such a divine blood fruit, when they break through to the Nine Tribulation Realm, they can use it to be reborn and withstand the Heavenly Tribulation, which is the most magical.

After Nalan Ziyan said this, Fang Yi's gaze at the Divine Blood Fruit also lit up, if this was the case, then this Divine Blood Fruit was too important to him, and he had to get it.

However, even so, Fang Yi still didn't go over immediately.

Because where there is a miracle medicine, there must be a guardian accompanying it, and if this moment passes, I am afraid that it will be killed.

However, even if they didn't pass, at this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

Just before the Divine Blood Fruit Tree, the ground twisted and a small dirt bag was held up.

The small dirt bag quickly enlarged, and the dark matter in it continued to condense, and finally, a humanoid creature that seemed to be formed by the condensation of black liquid stood in front of the Divine Blood Fruit Tree with a severed knife in its hand.

"It's not good! it's the Dark Spirit!" Nalan Ziyan exclaimed.

(End of chapter)