"Sister Whispering, what's wrong with you?" Long Xiaodie was quick-witted, and saw that Su Whisper's expression was a little abnormal, so she asked.

"Huh, I ...... I'm fine, hehe......" Su whispered and laughed dryly, covering up the past.

Fluttershy's eyes twinked, a little strange.

However, since Su was reluctant to say it, she didn't want to ask too much.

The crowd moved on.

Suddenly.

"In front!"

Fang Heng's eyes lit up, and he found a black figure wearing a cloak in front of him.

He flew and threw himself at the figure.

Zheng –

The sword blade roared, and the blood light dimmed!

Fang Heng swung his heavy sword, unleashed the Blood Blade Sword Technique, and slashed towards that figure angrily.

"It's you, little brute!"

The loud shout echoed, and the figure slapped his backhand, shattering Fang Heng's sword qi, and then, he turned around and pounced forward, facing Fang Heng head-on.

The appearance of the person draped under the black cloak appeared, and there was no doubt that this person was Mo Xian!

As soon as Mo Xian saw that the disciple he was chasing and killing this time was actually Fang Heng, he immediately became angry.

"Little brute, you hurt me to expose my identity, if I don't kill you, I will not be a man!"

Mo Xian's eyes were red, his expression was hideous, and he directly condensed the twelve success powers, and slammed into Fang Heng's head with one palm.

Fang Heng's face was not afraid, he did not dodge or dodge, and he also condensed the strength of his whole body.

I saw that Fang Heng's body was shrouded in soul power black light, and the eight main spirit veins in his body, plus the twenty-eight spirit veins, echoed with a thunderous roar.

A sword out!

Boom –

The sword palms struck, and an earth-shattering explosion erupted, and the powerful impact force formed a circular ripple, shoveling up a layer of ground around it.

All of a sudden, the sand is flying!

Faced with the impact, Mo Xian took a dozen steps backwards before he could stabilize his body.

And Fang Heng also retreated three feet away in a row, and every step back was deeply embedded in the ground, and it was not easy to gain a firm foothold.

Fang Heng had a heavy sword in his hand, he couldn't withstand such a heavy palm force, cracks appeared on the surface, and he obviously couldn't use it anymore.

"Little brute, you...... You actually have such profound skills?" Mo Xian stared at Fang Heng with a surprised expression.

He originally thought that with all his palm, he could blast Fang Heng into powder, but he didn't expect that Fang Heng not only caught his palm power, but also shocked him back!

"Old thing, today, is your death!" Fang Heng sneered, looking at Mo Xian's gaze was also extremely solemn, not daring to be careless.

Mo Xian, as a former martial arts tutor, a spy of the Demon Sect, cultivated to reach the sixth level of the Qi Cultivation Realm, although he did not awaken the imperial soul, he assisted the cultivation body, and had the cultivation of the iron bone transformation.

With Fang Heng's current strength, it would not be easy to defeat Mo Xian!

"Hmph, little brute, although your skills are high, you want to fight with me, and you are a little tender! Look at your palm!" Mo seemed to snort.

Fang Heng threw aside the damaged brute heavy sword and spread out his palm, only to see earthworm-like black-purple poisonous lines gushing out of his palm.

"Demon corpse poison?" Fang Heng's eyes narrowed.

Mo Xian is a spy of the Demon Sect, and in addition to basic cultivation, he is also proficient in poison magic.

When he was fighting just now, he hid the "Demon Corpse Poison" in the palm of his hand and applied it to Fang Heng's sword blade!

Su Qingyu was shocked in her heart, and immediately stepped forward to urge the Imperial Soul Qing Lingluo to help Fang Heng detoxify.

Fang Heng sneered disdainfully: "Carving insect skills!"

The soul power surged, and a strong black light surged from Fang Heng's palm. Under the bath of black light, those black-purple poisonous threads like earthworms were all dissolved and devoured.

With the Shadow Demon Protector, Fang Heng's anti-poison ability was extremely high, and ordinary toxins like "Demon Corpse Poison" couldn't hurt him at all.

"Little brute, you...... Who are you?" Mo Xian's eyes widened in shock, and he began to doubt Fang Heng's true identity.

Not only is his skill profound, but he is also proficient in detoxification, no matter how you look at Fang Heng, he doesn't look like an ordinary martial arts disciple.

Fang Heng didn't bother to talk nonsense with Mo Xian anymore, flipped his right palm, held the bone ruler black sword in his hand, and rushed towards Mo Xian again.

Mo Xian's expression was solemn, and he cheered up and prepared to fight back.

However, what everyone didn't expect was ......

At this moment, for some reason, a burst of white mist suddenly rose in the mountains.

The white mist was thick, horizontally between Fang Heng and Mo Xian, separating the two.

"Huh?"

The moment Fang Heng first touched the white mist on the back of his hand, his face changed suddenly: "Not good!"

Without thinking about it, he turned his body and quickly retreated, distancing himself from the white mist.

Sneering –

On the back of the hand, the skin that had been in contact with the white mist was like charcoal scorching, charred and melted, the skin was open and the flesh was blooming, and the blood was dripping!

White mist, highly poisonous!

"Ahh

On the other side, Mo Xian was also attacked by poisonous mist. He screamed miserably, his face corroded by the white mist, revealing his white bones.

After comprehending this white mist, Mo Xian didn't dare to stay any longer. He quickly retreated, fleeing beyond the range of the white mist.

However, Mo Xian's direction was obviously the opposite of Fang Heng.

In this way, the two were completely separated by a sudden poisonous white mist!

"Childe!"

Su whispered and Long Xinyao hurriedly rushed to Fang Heng's side.

Seeing the poisonous wound on Fang Heng's palm, Su Qingyu cast the Imperial Soul Green Lingluo to heal Fang Heng's injuries.

"Childe, what the hell is going on?" Long Xinyao asked worriedly.

Long Xiaodie carefully observed the white mist, returned to Fang Heng's side, and frowned, "This white mist, unlike a natural formation, seems to be some kind of trap. ”

At this moment, Fang Heng was also scanning the surroundings, observing the white mist, and when he heard Long Xiaodie's words, he sighed lightly and nodded: "You are right, this is indeed the fog formed by the mechanism. ”

"Alas...... I didn't expect to be here again......"

It turned out that this was the periphery of the Evil God Inheritance Hiding Place, the Hengyun Mountain Range, and the White Mist Canyon!

And the specific location where the evil god inheritance is hidden is in the "black and white tomb" at the core of the White Mist Canyon!

Fang Heng pursued Mo Xian eagerly, and he didn't notice it for a while, but he didn't realize that he had already passed through the entrance of the canyon and entered the inside of the canyon.

"This white mist appears every two hours. Let's rest in place first, wait for the white fog to dissipate, and then pursue Mo Xian. Fang Heng arranged.

"Good!"

"Okay, Master Fang. ”

The trio had no objections.

Immediately, everyone rested in place. Su Qingyu continued to help Fang Heng heal his injuries, while Long Xinyao and Long Xiaodie stayed aside and took out dry food and ate it.

After half an hour, under Su Qingyu's treatment, Fang Heng's injury on the back of his hand finally healed.

Staring at the seemingly ordinary white mist not far away, Fang Heng still had palpitations.

"Master, my rank is still not high enough!"

In the sea of knowledge, the shadow said: "If I can raise the rank to thirty, and the anti-poison ability is further advanced, it is estimated that I can resist the erosion of this poisonous mist." ”

Fang Heng nodded.

I still remember that in his previous life, he was mixed in a large number of masters, and came here to find the inheritance of the evil god. As a result, the white mist suddenly appeared, causing nearly a thousand masters to die on the spot.

"The next journey will be more dangerous, for the sake of safety, I should still pursue Mo Xian alone......"

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Heng told Su Qingyu and the three of them about his plan.

"No!"

"Young Master Fang, no!"

"Childe, I'...... I want to be with you and have a care. ”

As if they had discussed, the three of them put forward rebuttals together.

"But......" Fang Heng's face was embarrassed, and he was about to tell the three of them some details about the danger.

Long Xiaodie said coldly, "Don't do it! get up, follow me!"

"What?" Fang Heng was stunned, a little confused by Long Xiaodie's actions.

"Come with me!" Long Xiaodie grabbed Fang Heng's arm and pulled him up.

"The dry food is finished, the eldest lady needs to eat, you accompany me to fight some demon beasts and come back." Fluttershy said.

"This!" Fang Heng was speechless for a while. He was discussing business! Long Xinyao was in a hurry to eat at this time?

"Master Fang, I'...... I'm really a little hungry, you accompany Fluttershy, go get me something to eat, thank you......" Long Xinyao smiled at Fang Heng with a red face, and said a little embarrassed.