"Are you going to make a move on the deity?" asked the old man in white, in a calm voice, not caring at all.

Liu Qingtian, who was about to rise, finally stood in place with a sigh and did not make a move, but his gaze at the old man in white was extremely unkind.

The old man in white stood with his hands in his hands as if he didn't realize it, and said with his eyes slightly down: This boat will be temporarily borrowed from you to wait, and after landing, this boat will leave, you can wait for yourself", after finishing speaking, the old man in white turned around and glanced at the rest of the disciples, and then turned into a white streamer and disappeared into the distance.

Only the disciples who looked at each other were left.

He Xiaoshi saw all this in his eyes, he still admired the righteous words of the old man in white at the beginning, and after he forcibly deprived Liu Qingtian of his cultivation, there were only two words left in his heart for the evaluation of this old man who called himself Tianmen.

Overbearing!

The first time He Xiaoshi heard the word Tianmen was from Niu Tiezhu's mouth, he had no direct understanding of the transcendence and power of Tianmen at that time, he only knew that the main task of this organization was to collect people from the mortal realm who had entered the demons.

Moreover, with a glance at the old man in white, He Xiaoshi always felt that his gaze deliberately stayed on him for a moment.

When the other party's gaze swept over his body, He Xiaoshi had a feeling that he was standing in front of the other party and had no secrets.

Moreover, what made He Xiaoshi even more shocked was that the pair of eyes of the old man in white were almost transparent azure blue!

This color is more transparent and pure than the blue of the sky, as if it cannot tolerate the slightest impurity, only purity and light.

After the old man in white left, there were several genius disciples with special identities who glanced at Liu Qingtian from time to time, and kept whispering together, and the content of the conversation was afraid that it was inseparable from what Liu Qingtian did in the face of the yellow mist.

Liu Qingtian naturally saw these in his eyes, his face first showed a look of shame, and after a while, he called the only remaining deacon disciple over without shock, and after a few words with a serious face, a pair of gloomy eyes looked at He Xiaoshi.

He Xiaoshi's heart was cold, knowing that the other party was afraid that it was a martyrless spear that had turned into a black stick, and when he still coveted it, he moved his consciousness and took the black stick back.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Liu Qingtian's mouth, but he didn't make any excessive moves in front of everyone, just snorted coldly, then sat cross-legged at the bow of the boat, closed his eyes and meditated on the spot.

These disciples naturally didn't know that at this time, Liu Qingtian actually had a strong fear in his heart.

The two deacon disciples walked to Liu Qingtian's side without saying a word, skillfully and continuously operating their spiritual power, adjusting the direction of the almost transparent giant boat.

A moment later, the boat was heading straight to the east, speeding at breakneck speed.

He Xiaoshi's eyes turned with a slight sigh of relief in his heart, wanting to inquire about the origin of the yellow mist, and at this time, the fat man happened to move in the direction of He Xiaoshi.

Seeing the fat man like this, standing in front of people, Xia Han's face was like snow and frost, a trace of hatred flashed on his face, and he snorted lightly in his nose.

Hearing this soft snort, the fat man's body shrank, and after a while, on his round face like a big cake, he glanced at Xia Han with a look of shame, but his body approached He Xiaoshi very quickly.

He Xiaoshi's heart moved slightly, it seems that this fat man has a lot to do with Xia Han.

"Under the surname Zhu Mingqian, thank you to the ugly brother for coming to the rescue," said this, the fat man named Zhu Qian, bowed respectfully to He Xiaoshi, and suddenly the flesh was turbulent.

He Xiaoshi had a good influence on this person, but after hearing what this person called him, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "I have a name, my surname is He." ”

After Zhu Qian heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face full of fat, and the next second this person squinted his eyes and laughed.

He Xiaoshi's heart moved slightly, and he asked, "What is that yellow mist that we encountered just now?"

Zhu Qian was taken aback by He Xiaoshi's question, a pair of eyes that looked extremely small because of the accumulation of fat, looked around cautiously, and after finding that no one was observing him, he said with a sigh of relief: "You don't even know about that thing?"

He Xiaoshi's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but think that he had seen some records from ancient books, and couldn't help but ask, "Could it be...... Devil's Mist?"

"Shhhh

He Xiaoshi frowned slightly, he only knew about this devil fog from the words recorded in ancient books, but the details of this object were not very clear, otherwise he would not have encountered the devil fog, and he was still confused.

"How did this thing come to be?" He Xiaoshi asked curiously, lowering his voice.

Seeing this, Zhu Qian suddenly came to his senses and told He Xiaoshi in detail about his understanding of the yellow mist.

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Devil fog, the focus is still on the word "demon".

In order to gain power, the demon steals the aura of heaven and earth and refuses to give back to heaven and earth, so any demon clan is extremely powerful, and his lethality is better than that of sword cultivation!

Most demons, acting unscrupulously and taking pleasure in killing, whether they are mortals or monks, when they mention magic words, in addition to fear, they only grit their teeth.

Once the demons are revealed in front of everyone, they all turn into rats crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats, especially the Tianmen, which represents the will of heaven and earth, and it is their mission to destroy demons.

Therefore, the fall of demons is an extremely common occurrence.

All things have animism, and there are more resentments, and the stronger the power in life, the stronger the resentment.

All spirits are born and die, and the fall of demons will naturally produce powerful resentment.

The grievances of countless demons are gathered together, and you can imagine what a terrible thing it will be!

Death without entering reincarnation, physical death and the spirit drifting away from the world, is for ghosts.

A collection of demonic grievances is for the devil fog!

This kind of ghost thing born from demons, swallowing the flesh and blood of monks, and sucking souls, once encountered, will definitely end up with a tragic end of soul destruction, and even reincarnation will no longer have a chance.

If it weren't for the fact that the disciples of the Barbarian Ghost Sect were extremely lucky enough to meet the white-clothed old man of the Heavenly Gate, and this person seemed to be carrying the Supreme Treasure Heavenly Gate Mirror, these people would probably end up completely destroyed.

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After He Xiaoshi listened to Zhu Qian's explanation, he lowered his head and was silent for a long time, the mortal world seemed to be either disgusted or afraid of things related to demons, and he didn't know if the demon ape he incarnated had anything to do with the devil when he was facing a crisis of life and death.

If it really mattered, He Xiaoshi was afraid that it would be difficult for him to survive in this mortal realm.

Seeing He Xiaoshi's appearance, Zhu Qian, who was still talking, subconsciously closed his mouth.

After a while, He Xiaoshi looked into the distance with a sense of awareness, his eyesight was amazing, and his spiritual sense was beyond the sharpness of ordinary people, and he subconsciously felt that there was something extremely powerful in that place, and it was coming in his direction at an extremely fast speed.

After a few breaths, He Xiaoshi's gaze ended, and he saw a blue dot.

Until this time, Liu Qingtian also looked over consciously.

The blue dot was magnified at great speed, and after a while, it turned into a blue light and shot in the direction of He Xiaoshi and the others.

"It's Elder Taishang!" a sharp-eyed disciple shouted in surprise.

Liu Qingtian naturally discovered the identity of the person who came a long time ago, and at this time, his haggard face became extremely ugly.

The blue light instantly reached the almost transparent giant boat, and the light flickered, revealing the appearance of a person.

Knowing this time, everyone realized that the blue light was not wrapped in one person, but three people.

The one at the head, with a tall figure, a handsome face, and a huge aura, was none other than Li Yuanying, the Supreme Elder who passed on the sword technique to He Xiaoshi.

And the two people who followed behind Li Yuanying, one of them, He Xiaoshi, couldn't be more familiar, this person had an old face and cloudy eyes, who else could it be if it wasn't Mo Xiaoyao?

As for the other person, his aura was one layer higher than that of Mo Yao, and it was the existence of the Middle Realm of Jiedan, and his face was three points similar to Li Yuanying, but his nose was slightly collapsed.

Li Yuanying swept his eyes around, and when he found that there were only seven disciples left who participated in the big competition, and there were only two deacon disciples, and even the black giant boat disappeared, his face was extremely pale.

"What the hell happened? Senior Nephew Zhang actually asked the sect for help, isn't it, what about Senior Nephew Zhang?" Li Yuanying's figure flashed, standing in front of Liu Qingtian, and asked in a cold voice.

Liu Qingtian's face changed, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and after a while, his lips moved slightly to Li Yuanying.

He Xiaoshi, who was in the distance, glanced at Mo Xiaoyao, his eyes flashed slightly, and then set his eyes on Li Yuanying's body.

With Liu Qingtian's transmission, Li Yuanying's face changed several times, and after Liu Qingtian finished speaking, he sighed and said: "I actually encountered the devil's fog, and the sect doesn't know what happened recently, it is so unpleasant, it's just that since it is a natural and man-made disaster, the responsibility is naturally not on you, but ......"

Speaking of this, Li Yuanying's tone was cold: "Isn't this Tianmen too domineering, and it will directly deprive you of your cultivation...... No, although Tianmen is arrogant, it will never punish you for nothing, are you hiding something?"

Liu Qingtian's eyes flashed with a hint of fear, and he was about to defend a few words, but Li Yuanying turned his eyes, and the fat man standing beside He Xiaoshi couldn't help but float towards Li Yuanying.

"Say, I will tell the old man in detail about the devil fog that I just encountered, don't pass on the sound, just say it directly," Li Yuanying glanced at Zhu Qian expressionlessly.

Zhu Qian's fat body trembled, and he was clearly extremely afraid of this Supreme Elder, and his voice trembled slightly at the moment.

As he spoke, Zhu Qian's eyes glanced at Liu Qingtian from time to time, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

After Zhu Qian finished speaking, Li Yuanying was not angry, but laughed.

The laughter was very comfortable, but the three Jiedan monks, including Mo Xiaoyao, were pale.