There seemed to be a powerful and terrible enemy in the mist, but before he could meet it head-on, he was already frightened, and he didn't even dare to approach, as if he would be crushed lightly as long as he got closer.

Jian Lu was dual-minded, paying attention to the battle that could not be seen in front of him, and secretly paying attention to the group of people around him to prevent them from sneaking up on behind. He didn't believe in the discipline of Avila's group, and was used to taking precautions, so as not to regret any regrets caused by negligence.

Jian Lu's caution soon paid off, but not from a human attack, but from an attack that melted into the fog.

Sensing the subtle changes in the air, Jian Lu did not hesitate to condense a magic shield to block the mist, and its attack was silent at first, like air and water, making people defenseless at all. However, in such an environment, even the slightest change cannot be ignored.

Jian Lu's reaction was very timely, but the group of people next to him was not as timely as he reacted, or in other words, as the Holy Son of Light, his light system demon veins were very pure, and his pure spiritual flesh was easy to become the target of dark creatures, but the same also made him very sensitive to dark creatures and could react in time.

"Ahh

The scream sounded, Jian Lu took the time to look over, through the layers of gray mist, only to see that the beautiful man named Lester covered half of his face with one hand, and blood flowed down from between his fingers, not only that, but there was also an inconspicuous insect between his fingers, the thickness of the little finger, and the color was gray like mist, at this time, half of the insect's body was wriggling outside the skin, and another magician hurriedly used magic to expel the insect that was squirming hard towards the flesh and blood, and found that the effect was not great.

Others were also scrambling to open a magic shield to block the attacks that poured in from the mist, and to destroy the strange insects that swooped in from the mist.

Grantham glanced at Jian Lu and reminded, "Use light magic!" ”

The magician paused, and immediately took out a scroll of light, only to see a blazing white light light light up, and when the light disappeared, the wriggling worm on Lester's face disappeared, but his face was left with an ugly scar, ruining the face that was even more beautiful than a woman.

Jian Lu soon knew what was attacking them.

A formless, colorless maggot of the mist.

A maggot that grows in a place of evil.

Jian Lu looked at the fog that was still tumbling, his face became more and more cold, and he guessed in his heart that this valley definitely had a relatively heavy battle during the Divine War in the past, with countless casualties, causing the yin qi here to be heavier than other places, and even produced this kind of yin and evil fog maggots.

Suddenly hearing a bang, Jian Lu turned his head and saw a cloud of mist that was attacking the Golden Source Beast puppet - no, it was not a mist, but a group of fog maggots condensed together, its body looked like a light-colored mist, when gathered together, it was like a mist, hidden in the mist, difficult to detect with the naked eye, and unprepared.

Unfortunately, the Golden Source Beast is a puppet, and the material used for its body is extremely hard, so it is ineffective when the fog maggots attack it.

Jian Lu squinted slightly, and suddenly waved his hand, and a light dragon roared away, and where the light dragon passed, those mist dissipated.

No, it's the fog maggots that dissipate, which really turn into mist and merge into the air.

Jian Lu suddenly moved, and he took the Golden Source Beast puppet and ran towards it quickly.

He walked very fast, and the magic cover was like a light in the darkness, breaking through the layers of fog, and when the fog maggots in the fog hit the magic cover, they were broken by the holy light, and even destroyed.

"He's leaving, hurry up!" Grantham muttered.

Lester clutched the wound on his face, his voice muffled, "You're worried he'll be bad for Evera?" ”

Grantham paused, shook his head, and said, "At least he won't be on our side, if...... Forget it, it's useless to say this, you can't let the Son of Light spoil Evila's affairs. Until now, he still firmly believed that the Holy Son of Light would never let the Church of the Night Dawn gain much benefit, even if they were in partnership at this time.

The others also sped up their speed.

Jian Lu ignored the people behind him, he grabbed the staff of Milotus in his hand, and whenever the fog condensed around him became thicker, he swung the staff down, and the holy white light turned into a Dao light blade, implying endless killing intentions, constantly strangling the fog maggots in the mist. Light magic specializes in evil things, but it also attracts evil things, and the increasing number of fog maggots makes him feel tricky.

Although he was a little hindered, Jian Lu still moved forward as fast as he could, but his speed was still a little slower, and he found that the battle fluctuations in front of him were gradually weakening, and he knew that they were already far away from here, but he didn't know if it was because Hines and Avella were worried about affecting them and stayed away, or if it was something else.

The deeper you go, the thicker the fog becomes, even to the point of turning into water. Water is naturally not foggy, but a filthy water stain.

Jian Lu maintained a magic cover, which was a light magic that could block those fog maggots. He looked at a puddle in front of him, the puddle was very shallow, and the water quality looked turbid, but it made him feel a sense of crisis inexplicably, and when he got closer, he could even feel a terrible cold aura emanating from it.

He looked at it for a moment, then took out a light-based insect shell scroll and threw it over.

In an instant, the calm puddle was like a boiling water, the water surface was tumbling, and even dirty water worms wriggled up, wanting to devour the insect shell scroll that was about to fall, and the insect shell scroll also came into contact with the puddle, and when those water worms touched the blazing white light, their bodies instantly turned black.

When a worm shell scroll was consumed, the water seemed to have evaporated, leaving only black traces.

Jian Lu let out a breath and stepped over.

This dangerous puddle is actually a condensed entity of fog maggots, and after becoming a real entity, it condenses into a puddle on the ground along with the gray fog in the air, but in fact, hundreds of thousands of such fog maggots are condensed in each small puddle, which is extremely terrifying. As he walked inside, there were many such puddles, and when Jian Lu walked all the way, he found that there were such puddles everywhere, and he almost didn't even have a place to put his feet, and if he wanted to move forward, he could only open a way.

Jian Lu didn't care about wasting it, and smashed the insect shell scroll all the way forward, and the speed was much faster.

Finally feeling the battle fluctuations in front of him again, Jian Lu knew that he was almost there, and he couldn't help but speed up. The Golden Source Beast puppet followed him all the way, and when a gust of wind blades blew around, Jian Lu quickly dodged behind the Golden Source Beast, only to hear a clanging sound, and those wind blades hit the Golden Source Beast puppet, sparks shot out in all directions.

The Golden Source Beast opened its mouth and set off forward, letting out a beast roar, and its body jumped up and pounced straight over.

Jian Lu followed behind it, and soon saw something entangled with the Jinyuan Beast, I don't know whether to call it an undead or a necromancy, it looks like a person, but the flesh and blood on its body have not disappeared, it sticks to the bones like a dry corpse, wearing a tattered magic robe, a pair of eyes have no pupils, only a piece of whites remains, when staring at people, it is very cold, almost making people think that it is alive, and there is still reason.

At this time, it quickly dodged the attack of the Golden Source Beast with a stiff movement, but a pair of eyes stared directly at Jian Lu, and when it saw him approaching, it actually dodged the attack of the Golden Source Beast with an extremely fast speed, and reached out to grab it towards Jian Lu.

Jian Lu didn't dodge or dodge, in fact, the speed of this undead was too fast, he couldn't dodge at all. When it reached in front of it, a bright white magic wall lit up, and the already dry hand was instantly blackened by the holy light, and Jian Lu also took this opportunity to dodge short.

At the moment when Jian Lu dodged, the Jinyuan Beast pounced at the same time, throwing the undead to the ground, sharp claws slashed, half of the undead's head and the entire right shoulder and arm were separated from the body, but no blood flowed out, and the wound showed a kind of black muscle tissue, and there was no trace of liquid flowing out.

Jian Lu's expression was slightly awe-inspiring, and he waved his hand to send a holy light over, and when its body met the holy light, it made a sizzling sound like it was being burned, although it didn't make any sound, but from its distorted face, it could be known that it was in great pain at this time.

Taking advantage of its lack of attack power, the Golden Source Beast tore its body to pieces, and Jian Lu also used the Holy Light to purify its shattered body.

Finally, there was an extra black godhead on the ground.

The godhead is generally beautiful in the form of a crystal, and its color is distinguished by various attributes of magic or fighting energy, just like the godhead of the goddess Annabis, because she is the god of water magic, her godhead is blue.

The black Godhead, the tainted Godhead.

Jian Lu guessed that this should be a god, and it was a lower god, and the lower god was not at a high level in the god realm, so he was sent to the mortal world to participate in the god war. However, even if its strength is not high, it is still a god, so after it dies, not only is it not like those mortals whose flesh and blood rot, only corpses remain, but it retains its flesh and blood and saint-level strength.

It's just that evil alike breeds in this place, even if it is a god, it is also polluted, and the godhead is polluted to black, which proves that this god is no longer a god.

After Jian Lu crushed the black godhead with holy light, he didn't stop for long, and soon walked forward again.

Next, he encountered several low-level gods who had become undead, all of them were polluted and could no longer be called gods, so their strength did not reach the god level, only at the holy level, there were Jinyuan beasts, although Jian Lu was a little wolf, but there was no threat to his life.

On the contrary to him, Grantham and the others were miserable, and their highest strength here was also the Great Magister, so they had no choice but to summon the snake witch Medusa in the end, which made them breathe a sigh of relief.

After paying a small price, Jian Lu finally came to the destination, and at the same time, he saw clearly that the object of fighting with Hines and Avira was a god who had also become an undead, and what made people feel terrible was that its strength was not downgraded to the holy level because it became an undead, but still maintained its god-level strength, and it was no wonder that Hines and Avira were so nervous.

At this time, Hines and Avira joined forces, and for a while they were between each other, and no one could help anyone.

Jian Lu didn't dare to get too close to the battlefield, so as not to affect himself, he found a place to hide and beckoned the Golden Source Beast puppet to hide together, while paying attention to the battle, he vigilantly observed the surroundings, and held the staff of Milotus in his hand in order to prevent an attack that might occur at any time.

Jian Lu soon found that the fog here was much thinner than the outside, and even the surrounding environment was faintly visible, the terrain was vast, but it was abrupt, there were many puddles on the ground, and shadows could be seen next to it, presumably those low-ranking gods who had become undead. They wandered around, afraid to approach the battlefield, obviously very afraid of that god-level undead.

Why are there so many gods who have become undead? What ever happened? And who is this undead who retains his strength at the god level? Why are so many gods buried in this valley, and what are they guarding?

Jian Lu's heart turned back and forth, and finally his gaze condensed on a strange five-pointed star pattern on the mountain wall in front of him.