The black fog is getting thicker and thicker, covering more and more places, and it is unknown at a glance.

Chu Yuanyang was in a hurry, and he used all his strength to slap the chest of the Daoist of the Thrilling Valley at the moment.

Bi Fang's current ability has not fully recovered, which is equivalent to the cultivation of a peak monk in the out-of-body period, while the cultivation of the Daoist in the valley at this time is just entering the out-of-body stage, and the difference in the cultivation of the two is obvious.

"Squirt!"

The Daoist of the Horror Valley used both hands to block Chu Yuanyang's hard blow, but she was still knocked down from mid-air by her, spurting out a mouthful of old blood.

With a 'bang', it really smashed on the ice, and the ice was immediately smashed out of a herringbone crater.

Bi Fang's strength was gradually dissipating, and Chu Yuanyang was not ready to give the Sorrow Valley Daoist a chance to breathe, and once again slapped the Thriller Valley Daoist who was motionless like a dead corpse on the ground.

"Bang!"

The body of the Thriller Valley Daoist was completely buried by the ice, and through the ice, only a faint gray shadow could be seen, which showed how deep it was buried.

Chu Yuanyang took a breath, her eyes stayed on the tens of thousands of ghosts and demons in the air, and she didn't know what to do with them, so she simply learned from the Daoist of the Horror Valley to throw the Nether Sail into the air, and shot an aura at the Nether Sail.

At this time, the Nether Sail seemed to have resumed its normal operation and began to be windless automatically, and the powerful Yin Wind and Black Qi poured out from the Nether Sail, and the Wraiths and Demons slammed into the Nether Sail with a roar as if they had received an order.

But in the blink of an eye, all the ghosts and demons have returned to the Nether Sail.

"Click!"

Just as Chu Yuanyang was about to leave, the piece of ice that buried the Daoist of the Thrilling Valley made a tooth-aching sound.

Immediately afterward, the ice gradually loosened.

"Boom!"

The entire ice layer was suddenly lifted from the bottom to the top, and a gray shadow rose into the sky as fast as lightning, leaving only ice chips all over the ground and an ice pit dozens of feet deep.

The gloomy face of the Horror Valley Daoist stood in mid-air staring at Chu Yuanyang, his scarlet eyes bubbling with a chilling cold air.

At this moment, Bi Fang's strength has retreated to the equivalent of a monk's primordial infancy, and it is still continuing to retreat.

Chu Yuanyang knew very well in his heart that it was impossible for the Daoist of the Valley Valley to burp and fart after taking two blows from him, but he didn't expect him to recover so quickly and still stand there completely ignoring it.

The Dao people of the Thrilling Valley didn't expect that Chu Yuanyang's cultivation would be higher than him, and he also suppressed his spiritual sea, if it wasn't for the support of a strong hatred at this moment, I am afraid that he would have fallen to the ground.

The two of them stood facing each other, one looking down from the sky and the other looking up.

The two of them stopped talking, nor did they move a bit, but just looked at each other with sharp eyes.

Chu Yuanyang couldn't figure out how much ability the Daoist of the Horror Valley still had, and the Daoist of the Thrilling Valley was afraid of Chu Yuanyang's cultivation.

Therefore, in order to listen to each other's reality and reality, the two waited for the other party to move first, and then waited for the opportunity to move.

However, after a while, suddenly the wind and fog surged, and the thick black fog blinded the sight of the two, and at this time, the eyes of the Daoist of the Horror Valley were finally attracted by the black fog, but he still didn't take the black fog to heart.

A small demon in the clan still doesn't care about him.

Bi Fang had fallen into a deep sleep at this time, and Chu Yuanyang had a slight sweat on his forehead, but he still pretended to stand there against the Daoist of the Mighty Valley, his body motionless like a stone carving.

She knew that if she moved first, she would lose her umbrella and she would die.

"Huh, the loud noise and aura fluctuations just now are obviously coming from here, what.... , no, such a heavy demonic energy, what the hell is here?"

At this time, Mu Ran's confused and stunned voice sounded from the black mist.

Mu Ran?

Chu Yuanyang closed his eyes and stared, looking at it with his divine sense.

It's a pity that this black mist is weirdly tight, and through the divine sense, he can't even detect the slightest shadow of Mu Ran.

The Daoist of the Horror Valley secretly scolded 'little mongrel', and at the same time closed his eyes and concentrated, using his divine sense to investigate, and the result was exactly the same as Chu Yuanyang, and he couldn't see the slightest figure.

He was shocked in his heart, he was alert, and his mind was full of joy, this kind of demonic energy was by no means emitted by an ordinary demon.

It seems that he can't sit still and stay here, first deal with the little slut opposite, and then kill this little bastard who is in the way, and get out of here quickly.

Just as the Daoist of the Thrilling Valley was about to make a move, there were several more light footsteps.

"Senior Brother Mu, where are the Dao people of the Ghost Mountain?"

"Senior Brother Mu, this... , the demonic energy is actually emitted from here!"

"Senior Brother Mu......!"

Chu Yuanyang secretly said in his heart: Aren't these people going to die? I tried every possible way to escape, but these people rushed in with a hot head.

"Xuan... Senior Brother Xuan Ye, there's such a heavy demonic energy here, I... I'm scared!" Bai Zhi timidly hugged Xuan Ye's arm, and even his entire soft body was attached to his body.

Before Xuan Ye could react, Jinxi, who had an angry face, quickly tore away Bai Zhi from the black mist, and said disdainfully: "If you are afraid, don't follow, save yourself from being embarrassed here!"

Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to her senses, pointed at Jinxi and shouted angrily: "Am I afraid that what does it have to do with you?" and then retreated to Xuan Ye's side, hugged his arm again, and said provocatively to Jinxi: "With your foxy appearance, don't want to deliberately attract the attention of my senior brother." ”

Jinxi stretched out his hand again to pull Bai Zhi away, lifted the corners of his mouth, and sneered: "I'm a fox, then what are you?"

"Woman! Before Bai Zhi could fight back, Canglan took on unhurriedly.

"The surname Cang, what are you doing again?"

Bai Zhi and Jinxi pointed the finger at Canglan in unison.

Canglan shrugged his shoulders and turned his head in a way that was not as knowledgeable as a woman.

"You have this quarrel and jealousy, you might as well think about it for a while, what if you encounter a gathering of demon groups!" Mu Ran walked to Xuan Ye's side from the center of the black fog, staring at the thicker black fog in front of him with a solemn expression.

Such a powerful and thick demonic aura is definitely not exuded by ordinary demons, even if it is the clone of the original demon king, it cannot exude such a strong demonic qi.

Jinxi glanced at Mu Ran, and said arrogantly without knowing the height of the sky: "What about the gathering of demons, am I still afraid of this disdainful demon clan?"

Bai Zhi leaned closer to Xuan Ye's side and said proudly: "With my senior brother Xuan Ye here, no matter what kind of demons and monsters it is, it can only end up in the wilderness and escape." ”

Xuan Ye shook his head helplessly, and looked at the shallow Qingyu behind him who had not spoken: "What do you think of the shallow senior sister?"

The whole body of the light green feather was wrapped in black mist, and the beautiful figure was faint, which could not be seen really, but it was still heartwarming.

She raised her eyes, Ying Ying looked towards the direction of the sacrifice, although the front was blocked by the black fog, but she could still feel the monstrous demonic turmoil, that kind of turmoil was by no means caused by the gathering of ordinary demon people, but like some kind of ritual ceremony, or the dark baptism and rebirth of a certain demon king and the appearance of the demon king, but the ten major demon kings are still built, and the demon lord is still imprisoned in the land of ten thousand abysses, naturally it cannot be the birth of the demon lord, combined with the recent disappearance of many scattered cultivators here, then eight or nine times out of ten is the former.