This brilliant sword light fell, and when I saw the sword light flash, it smashed the magic circle composed of hundreds of people in front of me, and all the monks were wiped out under this sword of Su He

The young man stared at Su He in horror, and then smiled coldly: "Boy, you have a little ability." ”

"Hmph, look at my magic weapon"

The young man pointed at Su He, shot a sharp arrow from the bow in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Su He, Su He sneered speechlessly, his eyes were condensed, and the spiritual power gathered in front of him, and collided with the attacking arrow, and with a bang, the sharp arrow was like paper paste, turned into flying ash, and disappeared in front of Su He.

"What"

The young man exclaimed, gritted his teeth, and shouted angrily: "***, I don't believe I can't kill you." ”

With a flick of one hand, a fist-sized three-legged tripod appeared in the palm of his hand, slowly spun up, and then turned into a person-tall tripod, and milky white mist overflowed from the mouth of the tripod, fluctuating with a devastating force.

"Wuding," Su He exclaimed.

The young man shouted coldly: "Three Demon Dragons of the Mist Condensation Technique"

The milky white mist that overflowed from the three-legged tripod was incompatible with the white mist on the moat sea, and it was particularly rich. After the young man in the righteous path burst into a shout, the white mist overflowing from the mouth of the Ding surged violently, and after a while, it turned into a white dragon with three heads, and bit at Su He

"The strongest thing in the Fog Clan is the Fog Condensation Technique, and this person can take out the Fog Ding so easily, it seems that this person is one of the saints of the Fog Clan." Su He thought in his heart: "I took away the Ancient Moon Shadow's Mist Ding at the beginning, but I didn't know how to use it, but now it's good, you sent it yourself."

The three demon dragons bit down angrily at Su He, the power was extraordinary, if it was an ordinary late Yuan Infant Period, they might have to avoid the edge for a while, but for Su He, this attack was far from enough

"Single-mindedly seeking immortals"

Su He stepped forward one step at a time, the Nanyue Sword slashed down from the sky, and with one sword, the three demon dragons that attacked were cut in half, and the white mist instantly dispersed, Su He rushed forward at this moment, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the young man, and smiled coldly.

The young man's expression immediately changed drastically, and his steps involuntarily stepped back, exclaiming, "What are you going to do?"

"Kill you"

Su He said in a cold voice, stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man in the air with a huge golden palm, and pressed one hand on the top of the young man's head, just as Su He was about to launch the soul harvesting technique, the young man hurriedly shouted:

"Dao friends are angry, Dao friends are angry, I am one of the nine saints of the fog clan, I have a life card in the fog clan's temple, if you kill me, the elders of my clan will know that in the sea of heavenly moats, no one can escape the killer of my fog clan"

"Acquaintances let me go, otherwise, you will definitely die without a corpse"

"What do you have to do with me" Su He sneered, and the "Soul Searching Technique" was launched with all his might, and the memories in the young man's mind appeared in Su He's mind like a spring, and the scenes flashed one by one, and Su He watched them one by one like a movie.

After half a ring, the young man's body struggled violently, as if he was dead, hanging straight in the air, and there was no breath on his body. With a bang, Su He's hand loosened, and the young man fell towards the water.

At this time, the flying pterosaur's eyes flashed, and it flew down into the water, biting the body of the young man who fell into the water, eating it in its belly after a few devours, and then floating out of the water and looking at the Su River.

Su He was stunned in mid-air, and the young man's memories came to his mind.

After half a ring, Su He's brows furrowed deeply, and he muttered in his mouth: "How can this ninth saint of the fog clan be so weak, it is completely a saint who relies on the power of his family. In his life, except for the wind and snow, playing with women, he didn't seem to dare to do anything serious, and he didn't even learn a few tricks of the secret method of the fog clan."

"Such a person can be a saint"

"I'm really blind."

This young man, who can be said to be the pinnacle of the gentlemen, has been playing with female monks since he was thirteen years old, and after that, he has been intoxicated with men and women, and this time he left the Fog Clan to go out without killing the Flying Winged Dragon, and was completely instigated by the Fifth Holy Maiden of the Fog Clan.

The fifth saintess of the fog tribe is a peerless beauty, this young man has admired her for a long time, not long ago, at the instigation of the fifth saintess, the young man took a team of people out to find the trace of the flying pterodactyl, and hunted and killed.

The young man brought out more than 1,000 monks, and now he has only 200 monks, which shows that in order to hunt and kill the flying winged dragon, he has invested a lot of money.

Of course, Su He still found some useful information from the young man's memory. For example, the nine saints of the fog clan have already settled down, and even Gu Yueying, who lost the fog capital, has become a saint, although she is the eighth saint in the back, but she is also a saint after all.

Su He also knew that the first four saints of the Fog Clan had already left the Heavenly Trench Sea and went to the Northern Wilderness Land, presiding over the immortal war above the Northern Wilderness Land, and were fighting with the Northern Wilderness Divine Kingdom. Among the Fog Clan, only the five saints after the Fifth Holy Maiden are there.

At the same time, Su He also found two people he actually knew among the saints of the Fog Clan.

The Seventh Saint, Su Yongan. The sixth saint, Jiang Xiaohua

"Su Yongan, Jiang Xiaohua" Su He's eyes showed a violent shock, the names of these two people made Su He really remember it too well. Su Yongan is the son of Su He's second uncle and Su He's younger brother, and Jiang Xiaohua is the younger sister of Su He, who was taken captive by the Wu Clan.

"The two of them actually became the holy son and saint of the fog clan"

Su He said in surprise: "What the hell is going on, is it possible that the Fog Clan has not been able to find the saint and saint of anything, and wants to let the two of them come to make up for it, or is it that they have got some kind of anti-heaven chance?"

Su He was stunned in mid-air, and after pondering for a long time, he said slowly: "After solving the matter of the Demon Domain, I will go to the Fog Clan, find Jiang Xiaohua and Su Yongan, and ask for it." ”

At this time, Su He suddenly looked up, and the white fog around him gathered again, making Su He feel like he was in a labyrinth, which made Su He annoyed and said, "What's the matter, how is this white fog going to go?"

roar

At this time, the flying pterosaur in the water flapped its wings a few times and flew up, and after flying around Su He twice, its huge body stopped in front of Su He, with a pair of pupils the size of lanterns, looking at Su He with kind eyes.

In the eyes of the flying pterodactyl, there was no bloody aura, but a pale blue eye.

"Can you help me find someone," Su He asked at the Flying Pterodactyl.

The Flying Wing Dragon was a demon beast in the late Yuan Infant Stage, and its spiritual intelligence was naturally invincible, and it nodded at Su He.

Su He smiled: "He, he should be easy to recognize." ”

"He's a giant, with a body that's thousands of feet tall."

When the flying pterosaur heard Su He's description, his kind dragon eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce look of panic, flapped his wings, and retreated.

Seeing this, Su He said with a happy face: "It seems that you have seen it."

The flying pterosaur lowered its head in fear, hesitated for a long time, nodded, and the huge dragon head turned its head and looked in one direction. Su He followed his gaze and asked, "You mean, he went in that direction?"

The Flying Pterodactyl nodded.

Su He jumped behind the flying pterodactyl and said, "Take me to him."

Hearing this, the flying pterosaur hurriedly shook its head, and the huge dragon head shook like a rattle, looking like it didn't want to go to find it.

"Don't be afraid, with me, he won't dare to kill you." Su He said with a slight smile.

After struggling in his heart again, a pair of huge fleshy wings spread out and slapped wildly, and in an instant, Su He felt a fierce wind blade coming in front of him, hitting his face.

The speed of the flying pterosaur is really powerful. And the most important thing is that the flying pterosaur has long been accustomed to life in the white fog, and he can clearly identify the direction in the white fog, which is the most lacking place in the Suhe River now.

With the Flying Pterodactyl leading the way, Su He was indeed very worry-free, so he sat on the back of the Flying Pterodactyl, took the Fog Ding left by the young man, and took out the Ancient Moon Shadow's Fog Ding from his storage bag.

After comparing the two together, there is no abnormality, the two three-legged tripods are exactly the same, and there is no difference in even the patterns on them.

"Exactly the same"

Su He frowned and looked at the two fog tripods, pondered for a long time before saying, "I always feel that there is some secret hidden in this fog tripod. ”

"Maybe it's in the fog, it's a good place to hide secrets."

Su He put away the two fog tripods, looked up at the surroundings, the flying pterodactyl was galloping with all its might, but the scene around was much the same, it was a white white mist, which made Su He feel a little like he was standing still.

But Su He knew in his heart that the Flying Pterodactyl had already galloped a long distance with all its might.

In the boundless white mist, there is no sky above, and there is no sea below, but in such a magical place, there are palaces made of white jade in the white mist.

In this palace complex, there is a palace, there is an old man sitting cross-legged in the hall, above his head, there are white jade tokens suspended in pieces, among which there are nine tokens, exuding a particularly charming white glow.

With a click, it was one of the nine tokens, and cracks appeared on the white jade tokens, spreading out like spider webs, and they broke into pieces in an instant and fell to the ground.

The old man who was sitting cross-legged in the hall slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the token fragments on the ground in confusion, pierced out a jade slip, and said: "The ninth holy son, who died in the fog sea, the old man has already calculated that he died at the hands of a monk, and ordered the monk of the fog tribe to collect this person and kill him to sacrifice the saints of the fog tribe."

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