Ye Bufan has completely understood by now, Tiancang Sect must have been prepared for entering the small world of seclusion this time, otherwise how could he have prepared the Yin Gathering Pill long ago. In this case, this thick black fog should be thrilling and dangerous, and it can be regarded as a smooth road.

Everyone rushed towards the thick black mist with Lin Ling, and during the journey, the disciples of the Tiancang Sect dispersed in tacit understanding, surrounding Ye Bufan, Jing Lian and the seven Chaoyin Sect monks in the middle of the team.

As the thick black mist gradually approached, a yin aura came to his face, and this breath made the cold hairs of his whole body stand up. The closer you get to the thick black mist, the stronger the feeling of being entangled by countless cold poisonous snakes becomes, and those thick black fogs are constantly rolling, looking like there are countless evil things hidden in them.

Everyone was silent, Ye Bufan looked at Jing Lian, and saw that he was clasping his hands together, silently chanting something, Ye Bufan was more careful in his heart, walked a few steps, rushed in front of Jing Lian, and plunged into the thick black fog.

As soon as he entered the black mist, Ye Bufan felt that there were countless cold, slippery, and slimy "tongues" licking his whole body, and that disgusting and frightened feeling made Ye Bufan almost exclaim, and subconsciously he wanted to use his spiritual power and release the magic power of protecting his body.

Fortunately, in just a breath of time, those "tongues" crawling all over the body disappeared without a trace, Ye Bufan borrowed a cold light, and found out in an instant that those "tongues" were wisps of dark fog like living creatures.

Ye Bufan looked around with palpitations, the disciples of the Tiancang Sect who had entered the thick black fog before were gathered together, each disciple held a round bead that emitted clear light in his hand, although those cold lights could only illuminate a distance of a foot, fortunately, it did not make people feel like they were in the dark night.

Although he couldn't see the faces of the people around him clearly, Ye Bufan estimated that no one had a good face now.

What is this thick black fog?

Frightened by the complete ignorance of the black mist, Ye Bufan took a few steps towards the bright place, and honestly stayed where he was, waiting for Jing Lian and the monks behind him to enter.

As soon as Ye Bufan stood still, he vaguely saw Jing Lian's figure revealed, and around him, three disciples of the Heavenly Cang Sect appeared at the same time.

Ye Bufan just wanted to shout Jinglian in a low voice, when he saw a Tiancang Sect disciple beside him suddenly have a flash of inspiration.

Ye Bufan's ears suddenly heard an angry cry,

"Credit!"

Ye Bufan could tell that it was Lin Ling's broken drink, and as his angry voice had not yet fallen, Ye Bufan saw that the disciple of the Tiancang Sect who had cast the Divine Power of Body Protection had already gathered a dark fog like a swimming snake, and the spiritual light on his body had dissipated in the blink of an eye.

The few people who saw this scene were at a loss, and Jing Lian, who was beside the disciple, stretched out her hand to help, and Ye Bufan heard Lin Ling's more urgent angry shout,

"Stop!"

As soon as the shouting started, Ye Bufan only felt that a black shadow suddenly floated by him. Looking at the front again, Lin Ling had already grabbed Jing Lian's right hand and pulled it back, dragging Jing Lian away from the Tiancang Sect disciple.

In the blink of an eye, the disciple of the Cangzong that day was completely entangled in the thick fog, and he didn't make any sound, just kept waving his hands, looking like a black cocoon shell that was constantly wriggling.

In an instant, the disciple stopped struggling, and everyone knew that the situation was wrong, and they were all slowly approaching the black cocoon shell with fear, and in the dense fog, the disciples of the Tiancang Sect kept entering, and they were stopped by Lin Ling at the first time.

After a few breaths of time, the black cocoon shell suddenly fell apart, and in the cold light, the disciple of the Tiancang Sect was left with only a white miserable skeleton, supporting a loose Taoist shirt and standing in place.

"Ah.....h

For a while, I don't know how many people couldn't help but exclaim, and after the voice sounded, the skeleton of the disciples of the Cangzong sect that day seemed to be disturbed, and it scattered to the ground after a few crisp sounds.

The sound of the skeleton falling to the ground was like a series of explosions, and everyone in shock looked at each other for a while, dumbfounded. No one knew whether to step forward or not, but Lin Ling had already stepped in front of the pile of skeletons, looked at it silently for a moment, leaned over and took off the storage jade plate on the waist of the disciple's shirt, stood up, looked around, and beckoned to Lin Sixteen not far away.

After the two of them stood in front of the skeleton and said for a moment with the technique of beaming sound, Lin Sixteen took the storage jade plate in Lin Ling's hand, and quietly walked behind Jinglian, and Lin Ling's face like a dead man was gritted with a hideous look of gnashing teeth at this time, and he looked around, and saw that all the people were gathered around, and the words he spoke, it was cold as if every word had formed ice beads,

"Didn't I tell you about the dangers of this Sun-devouring Mist?

"There are no more disciples who are lucky and do not respect orders. When Lin Ling said this, he raised his hand and raised a piece of the Three Mountains Token of the Heavenly Cang Sect, "Even if you don't die, I will carry out the laws of the sect." ”

In the laws of the Tiancang Sect, the end of disrespecting the order is to be expelled from the mountain gate. And just now, in a moment, the disciples in a gate turned into a pile of white bones in a moment because of the magical power of protecting the body, so there was no need for Lin Ling to take out the sect's Three Mountains Token, and all the disciples of the Tiancang Sect knew what to choose next.

The disciples of the Tiancang Sect all looked at the pile of white bones on the ground silently, the seven monks of the Chaoyin Sect gathered together without caring about themselves, Jing Lian clasped her hands together, and silently recited the Sutra of Reincarnation in Vain, Ye Bufan was hidden behind people, with anger and coldness in his eyes. After glaring at Lin Ling viciously, he looked down at the swarthy ground under his feet, and the scars on his face were beating suddenly.

He didn't know that this thick black mist was called the Absolute Sun Devouring Spirit Mist, and he didn't know that entering this mist could not cast the divine power of protecting the body. If it weren't for the excessive consumption of the aura in the dantian spirit tripod just now, if it weren't for the fact that after taking the Juyin Pill, the aura qi in the dantian spirit tripod seemed to be frozen, and now on the ground, it should be a pile of white bones that he had turned into.

Ye Bufan escaped by luck, and the original danger of death could be explained clearly by Lin Ling in two sentences.

But not only did he not mention a word to Ye Bufan, but none of the other disciples of the Tiancang Sect had any warning.

His own cultivation is not good, and he is not from a famous and authentic family, and he is despised, Ye Bufan takes it for granted, and he will not care about it.

However, is it because of poor cultivation, just because it is not from a famous and authentic family, that you have to easily lose your life?

Ye Bufan smiled in a mocking voice, but there was no bitterness in his heart.

Under the cover of darkness, he looked at the surrounding Tiancang Sect disciples with calm eyes, and finally pierced Lin Ling with an awl-like look, seeing that he still maintained the demeanor of a famous disciple, and maintained the stability and calm of the scene in an orderly manner.

A moment later, at Lin Ling's signal, the entire Tiancang Sect's team continued to move forward, and everyone seemed to have forgotten the pile of white bones on the ground.

I don't know where the end of this thick and tumbling dark fog is, and it is easy to get lost when I walk in it, but Lin Ling has been prepared, and with the help of a huge round bead in his hand that emits clear light, he still walks in front of the team in a sassy manner.

All the disciples of the Tiancang Sect held a round bead that emitted clear light in their hands, although the clear light could not shine far, but fortunately, everyone could see the ground under their feet and see the partners around them clearly.

Ye Bufan, Jing Lian and the seven Chaoyin Sect monks were still surrounded in the team, and a dangerous situation occurred, they would not be in danger immediately, and the seven Chaoyin Sect monks looked like dead people after swallowing the Juyin Pill, but their expressions were always very relaxed. Jing Lian is particularly sensitive to the yin and evil energy, and always silently recites the Tantric Heart Sutra in her heart to protect the Zen mind. Ye Bufan's eyes were completely calm, and he always silently followed the footsteps of the monk in front of him.

The whole team kept moving forward in silence but not oppression, surrounded by a thick black fog that was pitch black, not only was there no direction, but even time seemed to have stopped.

I don't know how far I walked, whether it took me a while, or how many hours? Lin Ling, who had always been leading the way, suddenly raised his hand and shook it twice, and suddenly he crossed over, and his figure disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

There was no commotion in the silent team, and the first reaction of the people who followed Lin Ling closely was that they were about to walk out of this Peerless Sun Devouring Spirit Mist.

Sure enough, after Ye Bufan walked more than a dozen steps, he stepped out again, and the light that appeared in front of him was usually a little dim, but for people who had been in the dark fog for a long time, it seemed a little dazzling at first glance.

After Ye Bufan squinted his eyes and got used to it, he walked forward unhurriedly, and looked at the sky first with his face raised.

Before entering the underworld, the sky was still shining, but now through the thick fog, the sky was a faint leaden gray.

Fortunately, although the light was a little dim, everything in front of him could be said to be clearly recognizable, and it was like this, Ye Bufan looked into the distance, and once again saw the strange scenery in the underworld.

Not far away, countless black bald trees densely formed a boundless and mysterious jungle that stretched to the end of the sight.

When Ye Bufan got closer, he looked carefully at a black bald tree not far away, and he was even more shocked and surprised.

The trunk of this black bald tree is straight, several feet high, and there is not a single branch or leaf, except for a diagonal fork at the top. The trunk of the tree was covered with inverted scales, and between the gaps in the scales, some black-red sap was constantly overflowing.

The juices gathered on the ground, forming countless trickles like cobwebs, and the air was filled with a fishy smell of barbecue.

The disciples of the Heavenly Cang Sect who had pierced through the dense fog before were all gathered at the edge of the woodland, Lin Ling was carefully looking at a black bald tree in front of him, he held a long sword of cold light in his hand, and as he raised and fell, the long sword slashed heavily at the trunk of the bald tree.

Ye Bufan had already quietly walked behind everyone, and at this time, he clearly heard a long sword like a muffled sound when it was cut into a piece of meat, and as Lin Ling withdrew the long sword, a rolled red wound appeared on the trunk of the bald tree, and a stream of black-red juice gushed out.

Everyone who saw this scene gasped in unison.

Large strands of black-red juice kept gushing, and a thick smell of fishy meat spread into the air, and with the scene in front of them, the smell made everyone's throats surge.

Lin Ling looked back at everyone, his eyes were calm, and he silently withdrew his long sword.

After waiting for a while, everyone gathered together anew, everyone's faces that were originally like dead people now looked even more ugly, Lin Ling didn't know what this black bald wood in front of him was covered with scales, flowing juice like black blood, and the whole body was like flesh made of flesh?

Jing Lian had been carefully observing the black bald tree in front of her, and at this time, her face changed drastically, and she hurriedly walked in front of Lin Ling, forgetting her usual etiquette, and opened her mouth to say urgently,

"Chief Lin Dao, hurry up, this is a filthy tree. The tree is nothing, but it is the habitat of the Hellfire Raven. ”