Chapter 290: Demon Venerable?

Whew!

In the vast thick fog, gusts of cold wind blew from time to time, like a ghost blowing through, making people's backs chill.

Wang Yang, who was surrounded by sword momentum, walked forward cautiously.

The blood ghost beside him, the blood color true yuan in his body was quietly surging, ready to strike at any time.

Sou!

Suddenly, a black shadow, like lightning, flashed and disappeared in the thick fog of the earth.

Wang Yang's footsteps paused slightly, his eyelids lifted slightly, and he glanced at it.

He had encountered this situation more than a dozen times since entering the Hellish Swamp.

There must be some kind of creature in this swamp.

However, Wang Yang's soul perception was suppressed to the extreme, and he couldn't perceive what those who were haunted in the dense fog of the earth were what they were.

"Soul power magnetic field? ”

At this time, the sword demon in the sword martial soul was looking deep, looking at the surrounding dense fog, and muttering to himself.

"Soul Magnetic Field?"

Wang Yang's heart moved slightly, and he was a little curious.

"It's a formation that can interfere with perception, it should be arranged by a soul path master, it seems that this so-called 'forbidden land' is a bit not simple. ”

The Sword Demon laughed softly, as if he was interested.

However, Wang Yang always felt that there were other meanings in the laughter of the sword demon, not just curiosity.

Sou!

Wang Yang was about to ask again, but he heard a sound of breaking wind in the dense fog behind him.

Immediately after that, a yellow shadow, like an arrow, rushed out of the dense fog and shot straight at Wang Yang's head.

Wang Yang's eyes were cold, his body turned instantly, and the Shattered Star Sword in his hand slashed vertically, and a sword light contained a sharp sword momentum, slashing out.

Burst!

A sound of flesh and blood cracking sounded.

I saw the yellow shadow that attacked Wang Yang, and was directly cut in half by the sword light, and fell to the ground as the blood poured out.

Wang Yang's mind moved, the range of the sword momentum expanded, and the dense fog of Fang Yuanzhang Xu was all dispersed, and an empty land appeared.

"What is this?"

When he saw the thing that had been killed, Wang Yang frowned slightly.

It was a puddle of muddy creatures, pale yellow throughout, with no limbs and eyes, and only a mouth with a row of hideous, sharp teeth.

"There is an earth-shattering aura in the blood, is it a mutated demon beast?"

Smelling the smell of blood flowing from the mud, Wang Yang muttered to himself.

To survive in this earth-shattering swamp must have adapted to the corrosive power of the earth-shattering fog.

Whoosh whoosh ......

But at this moment, bursts of extremely fast wind broke through the thick fog of the earth from all directions.

Immediately after, a pale yellow mud demon beast actually rushed out of the dense fog in the air.

Wang Yang did not move, but his face was slightly strange.

Those mud monsters with their hideous mouths open, though they have no eyes or faces.

But Wang Yang felt a violent and bloodthirsty aura from them.

That kind of breath is like a demon beast that has entered a state of rage.

"Die!"

The sword momentum surged, turning into a series of sword blades, swishing, and bursting out in all directions.

One after another, the muddy demon beasts, before they got close to Wang Yang, were all hit by the target, and they pierced directly.

However, even if they were pierced by the blade of the sword momentum, those mud demon beasts that fell to the ground still opened and closed their bloodstained teeth, which looked a little terrifying.

"They must have been stimulated by the smell of blood. ”

The Sword Demon said after observing the meeting.

"Attracted by the smell ......of blood?

Before Wang Yang finished speaking, there was a dense sound of breaking wind in his ears.

"Let's go!"

Wang Yang was startled, and hurriedly urged the blood ghost, turned into a blood light, rushed into the dense fog in front of him, and disappeared.

If this continues, it will definitely be endless.

In a short time, thousands of mud demon beasts rushed in.

The dense fog of the earth seemed to have no effect on them.

As soon as it appeared, it was all brushes and rushed towards the corpses of the slain mud demon beasts on the ground.

As if locusts were crossing the border, the corpses of dozens of mud demon beasts were empty of bones between their eyes.

There wasn't even the slightest trace of blood left on the ground, and it was devoured by these mud monsters.

……

On the top of a hundred-foot peak, a gray palace sits alone.

The palace is quaint in shape, surrounded by gray mist, exuding a strong smell of death, which makes people look intimidating.

Whew!

A rapid sound of breaking the sky appeared, and three figures, from the distant void, quickly broke through the sky and appeared outside the gray palace.

The one who came was none other than the real demon man, the corpse dragon, and the madman.

However, at this time, the aura on the three of them was a little chaotic, as if they had just experienced a hard battle.

"This is it. ”

The real demon surrounded by a silver-white arc looked at the gray palace, and the excitement in his eyes was revealed, and it was difficult to suppress.

"If this ancient map is true, then the place where the Demon Venerable sits is in that gray palace. ”

Holding an ancient map, the madman was so excited that his hands began to tremble, and after more than a month of groping, he finally came here.

"That palace, it's a bit weird. ”

Around the corpse dragon, the turquoise corpse fire danced gently, and the turquoise pupils stared at the gray palace tightly.

He felt a hint of familiarity from those rich breaths of death, like ......

"After all, it may be the place where Lord Demon Venerable sits, and it's normal to be weird, but as long as the three of us work together, even if there is really any danger, we will definitely be able to get through it safely. ”

The madman glanced at the corpse dragon and the demon real person, and said with a smile on his face.

"What the Mad Protector said is exactly what I want. ”

Fu Mo Zhenren also has a smile on his face.

The corpse dragon snorted coldly, too lazy to pay attention to the hypocritical nonsense of the madman and the demon man.

Previously, only a half-finished treasure was found, and the three of them had a fierce infighting.

If you really find the Demon Venerable who sits, then if you don't die one or two people, I'm afraid it will be impossible to live in peace.

"Let's go. ”

After agreeing not to fight, the three of them cautiously flew towards the gray palace.

However, there was nothing unusual along the way, and they passed through the gray death mist unimpeded to the gray palace.

Click!

After the three of them glanced at each other, they gently pushed the closed ancient gate of the palace with their hands on behalf of the real yuan.

With a slight sound, the dusty ancient door that had been sealed for an unknown number of years was easily pushed open, and the light shone into it, revealing the scene inside.

The interior of the huge palace is extremely simple, except for the huge beams and pillars, there is only a gray altar in the center of the palace.

On the gray altar, a figure sat cross-legged, motionless.

It was a small, skinny dwarf old man, surrounded by a death-gray mist, without the slightest bit of life, as if he were a dried corpse.

"That's ......"

When he saw the old dwarf man on the altar, his steps couldn't help but slow down, and after his lips moved slightly, he trembled slightly.

"Division...... Honor?!"