Yan Ruyu's sleeve moved slightly, and a white butterfly quietly flew out, bypassing the bushes and looking for the sound. After doing this, she moved the spirit hairpin on her hair bun to confirm that the Shocking Cloud Sword could be summoned at any time, so the old god followed Chu Xun on the ground.

The white butterfly flew farther and farther, and through its eyes, she saw layers of black mist that could not be removed. The devil or something, he likes to make the air dirty, and the white butterfly sniffed the air twice, and it immediately dispersed.

It's too toxic.

Yan Ruyu smiled and put her hand in front of her bangs, her eyes flashed coldly, and she seemed to see a few ghost flags in the black fog. The other party did come out of the ghoul hall of the Demon Gate.

Although the Demon Gate has been unified for a long time, there is still a dispute between forces that is not as peaceful as before, so each has its own hall. Combined, there are nearly a hundred halls, and this ghoul hall is one of the more powerful ones.

Back then, Yan Ruyu had also confronted the hall master of the Ghoul Hall, he was an extremely insidious and vicious demon cultivator, ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself, and would rather hurt himself by a thousand and hurt the enemy by eight hundred.

There is such a hall master, there are such subordinates, according to Yan Ruyu, this trip is really careless.

A few people walked into the inner perimeter of Majia Village, where the grass had withered and patches, and even the old locust tree that had lost its leaves had turned black, but it was affected by the corpse fog of the ghoul hall.

The whole mountain village looks like a ghost town, with only black and gray colors.

Xuanxuan took out the pill and said, "Everyone take the detoxification pill quickly, don't inhale the air here." ”

Yan Ruyu was about to say something, but Qingyang had already said: "This is not poisonous gas, and the poison clearing pill is not very useful." Senior sister, did you bring any spirit grass essential oil?"

Yan Ruyu didn't expect that this young man had just been cultivating for a few years and knew more than Xuanxuan. Not only do you know that the corpse mist is not poisonous, but you also know how to defend yourself. A few years ago, I didn't understand that it was best not to catch fire in the forest at night, but now I said it head-to-head, and sure enough, Shibei should be impressed in three days.

"I also remembered, there are all the books given by the master, look at my brain!" Xuanxuan patted the door of her head, reached out to take out the essential oil, suddenly stopped her hand for a while, and said with a slight red ear, "But these essential oils of mine are for bathing." "Nuns take care of their skin.

The atmosphere was embarrassed, and Kill Wumo asked, "How many of you men, don't you usually bring some bone-beating spirit wine?"

Someone touched his nose and said, "For monks, if they are injured, they don't need to drink bone, and they are not physical. I don't know if it works?"

"It doesn't work, just use Xuanxuan's oil. Chu Xun turned his head and said lightly.

The team leader spoke, so he had to do it. Yan Ruyu was also drunk when she saw them smearing oil on their bodies like this, so it was not impossible to defend their whole body, and it was troublesome, couldn't they change their ways?

When it was time to kill the dance ink lane, she took the oil, poured a few drops on the palm of her hand, and applied a condensation, and immediately a puddle of water and essential oil were mixed together. After casting another fireball technique, the water vapor rose, and with a breath, the water mist surrounded the killing and dancing ink.

This method is convenient and effective, and it will not make the body sticky.

In order to look mediocre, Yan Ruyu also got herself according to the method, in fact, it was okay if she didn't get it, and the corpse fog couldn't get close to her at all.

"Uncle Shi, do you want to ...... too?" asked Xuanxuan.

Chu Xun quietly watched the wand return from the depths, shook his head after listening to Xuanxuan's words, and said to Yan Ruyu: "Yu'er, come here, use the method just now to get the oil mist out and disperse these corpse mists." ”

Qingyang immediately said, "I'll come." "It's manual work, how can you let her do it.

Chu Xun said: "Qingyang, your swordsmanship is good, but the spiritual technique is still far behind Yu'er, and she is still faster." ”

Yan Ruyu took a few steps forward, stood next to Chu Xun, and skillfully played the trick, the water chain overflowed from the fingertips of her right hand, waving around in her hand like a flowing cloud. Then she poured the oil on the water, and the oil filled the water, and she took her left hand and her right hand, and the flames erupted.

The intersection of water and fire suddenly caused a burst of mist.

"Senior brother, aren't you good at martial arts, why don't you go and help Senior Sister Yan. Xuanxuan said solemnly and winked at Qingyang.

Qingyang's little face turned red, and he stood side by side with Yan Ruyu, and when he played the Wind Walking Technique, he rolled up the mist and floated out towards the depths, the black corpse qi retreated, and the air was clear.

Qingyang was a little nervous, he had already seen that Yan Ruyu's spiritual technique was really good in the back, and he felt so sincerely after standing beside her. Her white hands flew like butterflies, so beautiful, and her expression revealed a strong confidence, not as tight as herself.

Xuanxuan held the sword in front of her, put her face on it, and looked at the backs of her junior brother and Yan Ruyu obsessively, what a match between the two, if they could be together, it would not be bad.

Hmph, no matter what Senior Brother Nangong Huan says, she also has to create opportunities for Senior Brother Qingyang and Senior Sister Yan.

As soon as her eyes turned, she fell on Chu Xun, and gradually became a little nymphomaniac, feeling warm and puzzled in her heart: Elder Qinghe has been a little weird recently!

Before she could think about it, her expression suddenly became solemn, and she squinted her eyes, after Yan Ruyu and Qingyang stopped the application, the corpse mist floating out of the depths became more and more obvious, and it was a place that was as dark as night.

"Watch out, everyone!" she said. In addition to Qinghe here, she is the oldest, and it is her bounden duty to take care of her classmates.

Chu Xun waved his wand, and the entire sky cleared, and they saw a male cultivator of the Demon Gate who was standing on a dead tree in the distance.

His eyes were like a life-threatening hook, and suddenly he smiled, raised his hands, and from the clothes in the crook of his arms flew out of the dense bats.

One doesn't say anything, but starts first and then talks, which is very in line with the style of the Demon Gate. Unlike many decent people, they first want to persuade you not to do bad things, or to say cruel things, and wait for people to be impatient to do it first.

To be honest, Yan Ruyu prefers to fight with people from the Demon Dao, not to mention saving time, and it is also enjoyable to fight. She glanced at Kill Dance Ink and saw a look of 'I like this style'.

The black bat swirled around the man, and there was a texture of black clouds crushing the city.

"Look at the tricks, little villains!" he said loudly, and at the moment when the black sun covered the scorching sun, the bats crowded like a black ship from the sky.

Yan Ruyu's clothes were blown by this evil wind.

There was a faint excitement in her heart, and suddenly her eyes rolled, and she took out a bottle of oil that Yan Qingxiu had left with her from the storage bag, walked a few steps forward, lowered her body, and jumped up.

The oil and water spilled out, and when the bats rushed over, a pile of thirteen incense powder was sprinkled out, and the fireball technique was also cast at the same time.

The fire is in full bloom!

Everyone has already come up with the name of a dish: Baked bats.