A withered jungle shrouded in mist, there was not a trace of life in the forest, not even weeds could grow, only dead branches and rotten leaves all over the ground, and a black swamp hidden under the leaves.

The gloomy white mist that permeates the jungle seems to contain a terrifying devouring power, as soon as Yeyang enters here, the vitality in his body is devoured cleanly, if he doesn't close the dantian in time, I'm afraid that even the demon pill will be pulled out.

In this way, Yeyang has almost become a wasted person, only the strong body can still be used, but it is the night howl, the physique of the ancient beast was originally the main position of cultivation, entering the mist, he was not affected in the slightest, like a nobody, standing on a branch with his head tilted, looking around curiously.

Under the feet is a swamp of silt, dark and viscous suction, if you don't pay attention, you will sink in, fortunately there are branches and leaves to block, Yeyang's body is not heavy, light work is not bad, and there is no difficulty.

The white fog on the periphery is still relatively sparse, there is not too much obstruction to the line of sight, and he can see the place dozens of feet away.

Holding the Bloody Bone Bow tightly in his hand, an arrow bag appeared on his back, his feet stepped on the withered trees, his body leaped in the white mist, and the night sun carried the night howl, and quickly advanced in the direction of the depths.

In another distant place, the human realm, one of the nine planes, at the intersection of the Terran territory and the barbarian territory, there is also a region similar to the Soul Devouring Swamp - the Misty Forest.

There was the same heavy fog, the same withered forest shrouded in mist, and the bottomless black swamp below the forest, and the dead branches and leaves above the swamp, the same lifeless, lifeless.

It's just that monsters don't breed in the lifeless swamp there, because the fog that fills it will devour and digest all life and energy, and turn everything into decay.

The Spirit Devouring Swamp is nothing more than a nightmare in the Northern Sealing Realm, while the Misty Forest is a nightmare for everyone in the entire Nine Realms, it is one of the nine forbidden places of life and death that has survived for eternity, burying countless powerhouses throughout the ages.

The similar environment between the two was also one of the foundations of Yeyang, and he only hoped that there was a connecting passage between the two swamps, and this passage would not be in the depths of the misty forest.

If he was on the periphery, he still had a 30% chance of escaping, and if he was in the depths, even if he tried his best to do so, he would only be certain to die, which was a crazy gamble.

Of course, these two forbidden places are only similar, and there may not be a passage to connect them, this is just a guess, and it still needs to be verified by practice, and Yeyang is verifying it now.

Without the Demon Yuan, the speed of the night sun has also been greatly reduced, and the Spirit Devouring Swamp is always dim, and it is impossible to distinguish between day and night, and it has only advanced less than ten miles after walking vaguely for about half a day.

The white fog around is getting thicker and thicker, and now, I can only see the scenery within a dozen zhang, and other than that, I can't feel any other changes.

Yeyang and the little wolf advanced a few more miles, and suddenly the whole swamp was a little darker, and the scene in front of them changed, not so much the scene as the fog.

The fog rolled, and not far ahead, the white mist and the gray mist merged, and a depressing aura was faintly exuded, which also filled people's hearts with a layer of shadow.

"What's going on?" Yeyang couldn't help but feel a pang of surprise as he looked at the scene in front of him.

Although he had never been to the Misty Forest, he had also learned from various ancient books that the mist there should only be one kind of white, but what was the matter with this gray mist now?

On the contrary, the little wolf's eyes flashed with a trace of involuntary excitement, but this excitement quickly disappeared, and he shook his little head, looking confused, as if he didn't know why he was excited.

Just when a demon and a wolf were standing on the dead wood and wondering, in the mud covered by dead branches and rotten leaves under the trees, two fierce lights suddenly lit up, and a rancid sludge suddenly shot out.

"What the hell!" Yeyang was furious, not noticing anything unusual in the swamp until the sludge shot out, and then reacted, and hurriedly dodged.

The sludge grazed and shot at a dead tree, and a huge hole was corroded into the bucket-thick trunk, and the green smoke rose and the tree clattered and fell.

"Whoosh!" As soon as he turned around, Yeyang bent his bow and arrows, although he had no vitality, but with his physical strength, he still pulled the blood bone bow into a full moon, and a feather arrow shot out easily.

The shaft of the arrow, along with the tail of the arrow, sank into the black swamp, and from the swamp came a roar of pain, trembling violently, and the slightest monster was about to rush out.

"Woo!" Night Howl roared angrily, his body quickly increased in size, raised his sharp claws, and slapped one claw on the swamp, splashing the silt like raindrops, and there was a scream under the swamp, and the turmoil weakened a lot.

Yeyang didn't dare to be careless, and shot two arrows in succession, one after another, and they all rushed under the dead branches and leaves, and with the scream, dark green blood splashed, and the swamp calmed down.

"Is this the monster bred in the swamp?" Nightsun was so frightened that he didn't dare to stay any longer, and landed on Nightscream's back, his huge black wings waving, and he plunged headlong into the gray mist.

The Soul Devouring Swamp is full of dangers, the swamp monsters are silent, even the breath of life is undetectable, hiding in the silt swamp, as long as it is still and still, it is difficult to detect it at all.

These monsters have no intelligence, they just live by instinct, and their self-healing ability is very terrifying, as long as they don't hurt the vital point, they can heal quickly in a short time.

Once injured, they will be ferocious, looking for prey with the breath of life, in their weak consciousness, they only eat and sleep, without any feelings, just to live for the sake of living.

Compared to the white mist, the gray mist is much thicker, obscuring the view, and can only be seen clearly within a few feet, and there are many more monsters inside, often attacking the night sun and night howling.

The two can also dodge, and they would rather take a detour than make more effort, and when they can't dodge, they will fight back, but along the way, they still encountered more than a dozen monsters, and some even went to their noses, and they couldn't prevent it.

Its strength is also very strong, at the beginning it was similar to the Yuan Dan Realm, and later there was a powerful existence comparable to the Chong Pulse Realm, and one of the swamp monsters was helpless even if the night sun and night roared together.

The bloated body crawled out of the mud, looking like a small hill from a distance, with no facial features on it, only a large mouth that spewed corrosive pus, four greasy thick arms, and a long loach-like tail on the lower half of the body.

Its mud-covered skin looks smooth and delicate, but in fact it is indestructible, the feather arrows of the night sun will not help it at all, even the skin cannot be broken, and the eight-lobed claws of the night roar can only leave scars on his body, and the flesh and blood inside will grow wildly, and it will soon recover as before, and it will not be damaged at all.

Instead, it sparked its ferocity, and four tentacle-like thick arms swung wildly, destroying a large area of dead wood, forcing both of them to flee in all directions, and many of them were injured.

The attack can't be injured, and the death battle can only be passively beaten, but fortunately, its speed is not fast, and its intelligence is low, and its perception is weak, and it was carried by the night sun and night howling for a few circles, and it was left far behind.

After walking through more than ten miles of swampland, passing by death again and again, and experiencing many dangers, the night sun and night howling were covered in blood, red, green, and black, some of which were their own, and some of them were monsters.

Now this place is almost in the depths of the Soul Devouring Swamp, and when they come here, there are many fewer monsters, but Yeyang understands that this does not mean that they are safe.

On the contrary, their situation was even more dangerous, because the monsters here had also become stronger, and the existence at the bottom of the food chain could be comparable to the cultivators of the Chong Pulse Realm.

These monsters no longer need to hide their figures, and they lie in the swamp one by one, and even have two or three breaths, which make people's hearts beat when they see them from a distance, so they can't avoid them.

The eyes no longer play a substantial role here, and with the perception of the soul, the two of them narrowly avoided one monster after another, changed several paths, and advanced a few miles in fear, and the familiar scene happened again.

Not far away, a gray mist rolled and surged, alternating with a black mist, which only enveloped the surrounding land for a few miles, and it was pitch black and lifeless, so that even the soul could not perceive what was in it.

This black mist seems to have a powerful magical power, and the place where it is located makes the terrifying swamp monsters dare not approach, and they are far away one by one, for fear of getting into trouble.

After observing from a distance for a while, Yeyang finally understood the mystery, in addition to being able to devour energy, this black mist was actually devouring the breath of life, and a piece of bright red flesh and blood was thrown into the edge of the black mist, and in an instant, it turned into decay and disappeared!

"Hiss......" Yeyang gasped, and a wave of fear rose in his heart, but more than that, it was unparalleled ecstasy.

What is the difference between this terrifying ability and the misty forest depicted in ancient books? He was thinking about it and wanted to be fully prepared before entering it, when a change suddenly occurred.

The night whistle on the side of "Woo ......" suddenly let out a piercing long roar, his black eyes suddenly turned red as blood, his wings waved wildly, and he rushed into the tumbling black fog desperately.

"Little wolf!" Yeyang exclaimed, and before he could react, the heart in his chest rumbled violently.

The robe on his shoulders burst out, the small black halberd mark kept flickering, and a black light suddenly rushed out from his body, and also shot into the black mist.

Immediately afterwards, Yeyang's brain roared, his headache split, his body suddenly lost consciousness, trembled uncontrollably, and stepped step by step into the gloomy black fog......