"Want to escape?" How could Mu Feng let it get his wish, how could he do it without seeing blood when the jade ruler sword was pulled out?

At that moment, Mu Feng rushed into the thick fog amid the exclamations of everyone behind him, and Yin Feng was also shocked by the eager shouts of everyone behind him, it was too late to stop Mu Feng's pursuit, and he gritted his teeth and rushed in.

Just when Mu Feng had just rushed into the thick fog and couldn't see anything clearly in the white expanse in front of him, his feet suddenly sank.

Mu Feng was shocked, and hurriedly looked down, and found that what he was doing was a puddle of mud under his feet, and he immediately smiled bitterly.

I was still too impulsive, knowing that there was a swamp behind the boulder, but my brain rushed in so swaggeringly as soon as my brain was hot, and the speed of the previous sprint was so fast that I sank my feet deep into the mire at once.

The adsorption force of the mire is extremely great, and the curtain wind just wanted to struggle to pull out the feet that fell into the mire, but found that his body kept sinking, as if he was stepping on soft cotton, and his feet seemed to be pulled down hard, not only unable to move, but also sinking deeper and deeper.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Feng's feet below the knees were all plunged into the quagmire, and the surrounding fog was filled with a pungent fishy smell, Mu Feng secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and the right hand holding the jade ruler sword was oozing a trace of cold sweat, and his eyes didn't dare to blink, constantly scanning the surroundings and being on guard.

Because he knew that the damn zombie had just entered here, and it would be troublesome if it suddenly jumped out at this time and gave himself a hard bite, although the zombie had no hands now, but the body that was constantly burning with the knife still made him have to be cautious.

Just when Mu Feng's heart was heavy in this dense fog with visibility of less than ten meters, he felt that the dense fog in front of him suddenly seemed to be blown by the mountain wind, and it felt like the rolling sea of clouds he saw on Qixia Peak at the beginning, and the dense fog in front of him was rolling towards him.

The cold and biting fog mixed with the real pungent fishy smell kept blowing on Mu Feng's face, Mu Feng, who covered his mouth and nose with his hands, hurriedly held his breath, he had understood this smell before, and he immediately thought of two words in his heart: miasma.

When he came here before, he was dizzy and almost fainted because he inhaled too much of this smell, and if he hadn't been able to help in time, I was afraid that he would have been poisoned to death by inhaling too much of these poisonous miasma.

"Roar~" Just when Mu Feng held his breath for a while and felt that he couldn't breathe, his chest was swollen and his face was full of frost, and he was suffocated red, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the dense fog in front of him, and the black shadow was more than ten meters long at first glance, like a snake spinning in the dense fog, and it was only a few dozen meters away from him.

This strange black shadow is so huge, the body is more than ten meters long, the body is the size of a bucket, and it emits two dull and deafening roars one after another, which makes people shudder, Mu Feng feels a little numb in his scalp, cold in his back, and so frightened that he doesn't know how to express it in words.

He never expected that there would be such a huge demonic beast in such a place, because of the dense fog, although he couldn't see the shape of this huge monster clearly, it felt as if a big snake was swimming its huge body in the mire dozens of meters away from him, which made Mu Feng not even dare to breathe, and his intuition told him that the big man in front of him was much more difficult to deal with than a zombie.

Mu Feng can now be said to have mixed feelings, and the side effects of the Sanqing Sword Style are coming one after another, although now he is almost immune to the first two styles of the Sanqing Sword Style, and the feeling of weakness that accompanies the use of the first two styles has become accustomed to it, and he usually doesn't feel anything, but now at this critical moment, it is really a disaster.

His body felt a little weak and his chest was swollen and painful, but he couldn't open his mouth to breathe in the face of the poisonous mist that swept in layer after layer, and this suffocation made him miserable.

The hand holding the jade ruler sword trembled, the jade ruler sword as light as a feather seemed to have become a thousand pounds at this moment, Mu Feng felt a little unstable, he didn't breathe fresh air for a long time, Mu Feng only felt dizzy, his eyes were a little dark and groggy, and he wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

"Be careful!" Just when Mu Feng no longer had the strength to cover his mouth and nose, and the jade ruler sword in his hand was about to fall, a cold wind suddenly came from behind him, and then he saw Yin Feng fly out of the dense fog behind him with a solemn expression and grabbed his shoulder.

Mu Feng trembled suddenly, and was instantly awakened, holding the jade ruler sword that was about to fall in his hand in his hand, Yin Feng covered his mouth and nose with his left hand, grabbed his shoulder with his right hand and wanted to pull out.

"Leave me alone, go!" Mu Feng didn't care about the poisonous fog around him at the moment, watching Yin Feng's feet and ankles fall into a deep quagmire, and his thighs were all swallowed by the mire, he knew that it would be difficult for Yin Feng to pull himself out of this suction quagmire alone.

"Less nonsense," Yin Feng scolded Mu Feng for the first time.

Hearing his scolding, Mu Feng was stunned at first, then shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, "Hehe, if you insist on going your own way, we will both die here."

"If I want to watch you die, then life is better than death. You don't squeak when you come in, so I waste so much time looking for you in this thick fog for half a day. Yin Feng glared at Mu Feng angrily, exhausted his strength, gritted his teeth, grabbed Mu Feng's arm, and tried his best to pull him out.

"It's useless, the harder you try, the deeper you fall." Mu Feng was quite moved in his heart, seeing that Yin Feng's feet were sinking deeper and deeper, but he was not pulled out much, because the two of them stepped on the mire at the same time, Yin Feng had no focus, and once he used his strength, he would naturally sink himself deeper.

If he were alone, such a mire would have been a flat ground for him, he could have relied on his speed to change positions before the mire could suck him in, but now that he had been by his side for a long time, he had fallen into a desperate situation.

"It's not that I don't want to call you~ What do you see that?" Mu Feng smiled bitterly, his face gradually turned a little purple after inhaling too much poisonous mist, and he pointed to the huge snake-shaped black shadow looming in the dense fog in the distance and whispered.

Mu Feng had considered calling for help before, but the poisonous fog came too quickly, he was worried that once he opened his mouth to call for help, he would inhale too much poisonous fog and faint, and then he could only sink into this bottomless quagmire, maybe the resentment would be difficult to dissipate, and he would become a zombie and be incompetent, besides, there was such a behemoth in the distance, and he was also worried that his cry for help did not attract Yin Feng to them, but instead attracted the big guy opposite, it would be worth the loss.

"Snakes?" Hearing Mu Feng say this, Yin Feng glanced at the dense fog opposite, and when he saw it, he was suddenly stunned and his eyes widened.

"I've never seen a snake this big." Mu Feng chuckled, I'm scared, I'm afraid, he is deep in the Jedi at the moment, but he calmed down, since he can't resist, then enjoy it with peace of mind, the upper body can move, but the lower body doesn't dare to move, and the body is still slowly sinking, this feeling of waiting for death is really indescribable.

"Warcraft" Yin Feng said with a wry smile, after several hard attempts, he also gave up struggling, because at this moment, his feet below the knees were in a deep quagmire like Mu Feng, and it felt as if his two feet were hung on a weighing weight weighing a thousand catties at all.

As soon as Yin Feng let go of Mu Feng's arm, Mu Feng also moaned quietly and gently rubbed the position he had grabbed before, he used too much force, and the area he was caught was already bruised and purple, but he didn't think it before, once he let go Mu Feng felt a tingling pain, it was like being cut by a knife, the moment the knife cut through the skin and muscles, you won't feel pain, but after a while, you will know what pain is!

"What Warcraft?" Mu Feng was puzzled, the behemoth in front of him was swimming around in the thick fog in front of the two, but it didn't approach the two, and he didn't know if he was really blind or deaf, but he was going to die anyway, but the two of them calmed down and simply chatted.

"This can't be said, there are many kinds of demonic beasts, and they can't recognize all of them on land, let alone so many in the sea, the world is so big, and you know everything, so what's the point?" Yin Feng pursed his lips, and after a moment of careful observation, he shook his head and replied.

"Anyway, this guy's strength is not low, and he can grow so big in this kind of ghost place, and it is estimated that he is also a high-level demonic beast." Minstrel continued.

"Hey, I used to think about many ways to die, but I never expected to die so badly." In the blink of an eye, Mu Feng's lower body was already deep in the mire, and it was estimated that he would say goodbye to this world with half a pillar of incense, and he had already felt a headache and shortness of breath after inhaling too much poisonous mist, and he was afraid that he would be killed by the poisonous mist before he was swallowed by the mire.

"Don't talk, those people won't watch us die." Seeing Mu Feng's face purple, Yin Feng hurriedly whispered to him.

"If you don't speak, how can they find us in this thick fog?" Mu Feng smiled bitterly and replied, this should have been out of the valley, and they don't know how big this quagmire under their feet is.

Mu Feng only remembered the approximate direction, if he remembered correctly, a few dozen meters behind him should be the forbidden boulder, but the surrounding was a thick fog, and the visibility was only less than ten meters, if it weren't for the snake-shaped demonic beast in front of him, the body was too huge, and the writhing body in the dense fog loomed, I am afraid that they might not be able to see it.

The entrance to the valley is a natural vent, the fog in the swamp is blown here, and the water mist in the valley is also brought here, the intersection of the two fogs here also causes the fog here to be extraordinarily thick, if someone wants to save them from the valley at this moment, it is estimated that they will not be able to find the north as soon as they come in, if they don't call for help, they can only rely on luck.

"By the way, don't you have a three-clear sword style?" Just when most of Mu Feng's body had fallen into the quagmire and could already feel death, Yin Feng on the side suddenly reached out and pressed him heavily on his shoulder, which woke up the semi-unconscious Mu Feng again.

"That~that~ So what?" Mu Feng's voice was intermittent, and he was not very clear after inhaling too much poisonous mist.

"I remember your last sword body can fly!" Yin Feng said excitedly.

Hearing him say this, Mu Feng suddenly woke up, shook his heavy head vigorously, and scolded in his heart: Damn, how did you forget this trick?

The last sword of the Sanqing Sword Style returns to the Great Dao, which is to mobilize all its own functions, you must know that an ant can easily lift something fifty times heavier than itself, and the Sanqing Sword Style is to explode the potential of a person to the extreme, and instantly turn a person into an ant that is almost dozens of times more powerful, this is Mu Feng's final perception of the last sword of the Sanqing Sword Style.

Once the sword of Gui Dao is launched, the body will climb up almost uncontrollably, reaching a certain height, and when the energy is saturated, as long as he moves lightly, he can release a terrifying sword of shock, not so much that he used this sword, but that he is just the energy carrier of this earth-shattering sword.

Mu Feng's face was black and purple, and the pain of biting his lips with his teeth allowed him to wake up temporarily, and the power in the sword body in both hands was continuously injected into the sword body, and the crystal clear jade ruler sword burst out with a dazzling white light in an instant, and the majestic sword qi poured out, like a violent wind sweeping, dispersing the surrounding fog, and the huge black shadow in the distance let out a low roar after feeling this huge power, and it gradually disappeared from the field of vision of the two under the surprised gaze of the two, as if it was greatly frightened.

This was unexpected by Mu Feng and the others, Yin Feng was already ready to seal his hands and seal his hands, worried that in case Mu Feng's big action would attract the attack of the unknown demonic beast on the opposite side, he didn't expect this guy to be scared away, this seems a little inexplicable, is such a big guy so daring?

"Sanqinggui Avenue!!" When Mu Feng exhausted his last breath and let out a long roar with all his might, he held the sword in both hands, and the wanton and violent white sword qi around him was instantly re-injected into the jade ruler sword, and the majestic sword qi formed a column of qi that was two meters wide, instantly dispersing the surrounding mist, and then soaring straight into the sky.

The many disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who were anxiously waiting for the two of them in the valley saw that the white pillar of light in the white mist in front of them was much higher than the valley on both sides, their eyes widened, and they subconsciously retreated again and again, revealing a frightened expression.

Yin Feng, who was beside Mu Feng, was also the first time to feel this power that could be called against the sky so closely, and he was also so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

"Quick! Catch me! Mu Feng, who was holding a sword in both hands, felt that his body was climbing upward, and hurriedly shouted at Yin Feng beside him.

The fierce sword qi swept through the clouds, and Yin Feng hurriedly hugged Mu Feng's waist tightly with both hands in such a violent wind.

After a while, Mu Feng's body was pulled upward by a huge force, and his body that was deep in the quagmire was also uprooted, and under the interaction between the huge suction under his feet and his own upward climbing force, every bone on Mu Feng's body was "gurgling".