There were basically some second-order demon beasts on this part of the journey, although they were not a great threat to Lu Chen, but he still tried to avoid them. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The current place has not been affected by the formation, so the trees here are still luxuriant.

There was no stop along the way, and Lu Chen did not stop until nightfall.

He was attacked twice when he rested at night, but anyway, his own spirit was still sufficient, so he simply didn't stay.

At this moment, Lu Chen only felt a gust of wind whistling, coming straight from overhead.

Lu Chen's mental qi perception could maintain a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree all-round field of vision, and he immediately discovered that the attack was coming from the top of his head.

It's a flying monster.

Just as a pair of sharp claws were about to slash through Lu Chen's neck, he forcibly stopped his galloping body and dodged the attack.

At the same time, the fist intent above the right hand skyrocketed, and the dazzling white light in the left hand shone, but it could not be triggered.

"Nighthawk!"

This is a demon beast that only moves at night, and during the day, it is like a blind man, and its eyes can only see a zhang in front of it, but at night, its vision is amazing, and it seems to be close in front of you.

The nighthawk saw that it had dodged its attack, and its iron-like wings shook, and it was about to fly back into the sky.

"It's too late to leave after the sneak attack!"

Lu Chen snorted coldly, he was already ready, and his body dodged while slapping his right hand, directly hitting the link between one of the Nighthawk's wings and his body.

There was a click, and the sound of bones breaking rang out from Nighthawk's wings.

Nighthawk's entire wings were one, and as hard as black iron, the only bone that seamed out was where Lu Chen attacked.

In the field of vision of the perception of the mind, it is unobstructed.

Chirp......

Nighthawk screamed, flapped its other intact wing, and stumbled, but flew back into the sky with great speed.

Charge the cannon!

Lu Chen's left hand, which had been unable to ignite, suddenly shone brightly, and then a wave of thought qi collided with the nighthawk in the air at a faster speed like a cannonball.

With another hiss, Nighthawk fell straight down.

Originally, the attack distance was limited, but after a long period of animal pressure, it not only has a fast speed, but also can increase the distance and power of the attack.

Theoretically, the longer you charge, the more powerful you become.

This is somewhat similar to the gaze attack of the carrion rat.

This Nighthawk is also a relatively weak demon beast, and Lu Chen is very easy to solve.

But he knew that nighthawks were generally social creatures, so there might have been a lot of nighthawks coming this way by now.

The Nighthawk's scream before he died may have been a summoning companion.

Lu Chen couldn't imagine how he would resist if he faced hundreds of nighthawks, so this was also the reason why he hadn't let go of this demon beast before.

There was no time to clean up the battlefield, and the figure moved and galloped away again.

In less than a quarter of an hour after Lu Chen left, a large group of demon beasts flew over in the distant sky, it was the Nighthawk group, and at a glance, there were at least two hundred.

It wasn't until the sky turned red and it was about to dawn that the front suddenly became empty.

When I got closer, there were no trees in front of me, but there was a fog of mist, and there was a faint purple in the mist, and the continuous rolling of the mist was accompanied by a smell of corruption.

It's miasma!

However, it is only a relatively low-level miasma, and it has only faintly evolved a toxin, but even so, it is not something that ordinary martial artists can penetrate for a long time.

With that, Lu Chen heard the sound of gurgling, gurgling bubbles.

A pitch-black, at least a million-zhang wide swamp lay in front of Lu Chen, and the faint purple mist completely enveloped the entire swamp, and the more you went to the center of the swamp, the stronger the purple aura became.

"It's a gas swamp. ”

Lu Chen had seen this swamp on the map of Ye Liang, and the mud and mist of this poisonous gas swamp were highly poisonous, and the deeper he went, the greater the poisonous gas.

But what Lu Chen cared about was not the toxins in the swamp, but how to walk through the swamp.

Often, some strange landforms will grow some special plants, and it stands to reason that there should be no grass in this highly poisonous swamp.

But strangely, in the swamp grows a kind of grass, this grass is called the Sorrow Grass, this grass has only a few tangled stems, and the tips of the stems are blooming with bewitching flowers, which contrast with the rancid muddy water around it.

The plant emerges from the swamp with green leaves on its stems.

Lu Chen knew that this was a plant that liked to grow on the edge of swamps and swamps, and it seemed harmless, but as long as it approached this plant, it would retract under the surface of the earth with lightning speed, and then suddenly burrow out.

When it is drilled again, each leaf becomes like a sharp blade, and it rotates tightly on the stem, like a drill bit.

And the stems and leaves of this plant are very tough, ordinary weapons can't cause damage, the biggest weakness is the fear of fire, and a spark can start a prairie fire.

But now that you recognize this plant, it's no longer scary.

The swamp is so vast that if you take a detour, you will have to add at least ten days or so to the map, and you will have to make a big circle.

......

Among the sword mounds.

Ouyang Chuan looked like a homeless man at this time, but the light in his eyes became more and more fierce, as if they were two sharp swords shining with cold light.

His sword spirit body is innate, so theoretically it is more powerful and more suitable than a martial artist who takes the Dao type to become a Dao body.

At this time, Ouyang Chuan's eyes showed a thoughtful expression, "The first layer of the stone tablet is the comprehension of the fierce attack power, the second layer of the sword is the comprehension of the strange way of change, the third layer of the comprehension is pure speed, and the fourth layer is the conversion between defense and attack." ”

"But the upper four layers are just a test of qualifications, and the current fifth layer is the real inheritance!"

There was a book in front of him, the material of this book was extremely tough, water and fire were invulnerable, and there were four big words on the cover: 'Easy Sword Technique'.

When he saw this sword technique for the first time, Ouyang Chuan was also taken aback, it turned out that the rumors of the sect were true, this place was not the inheritance of the Qingfeng Sword of the sect, but the inheritance of the Xiaoyao Sword Venerable.

Or rather, it was the inheritance that the Qingfeng Sword had arranged for the Loose Sword Venerable after the shattered void.

You must know that the Easy Sword Venerable is the only martial artist in history who has successfully reached the Shattered Realm, and then he shattered the void and left, leaving countless reveries for future generations.

And now the last inheritance, this is the real sword shrine, the inheritance of the Easy Sword Venerable!!

There are countless peerless swords all over the place, all of them stuck in the ground, and after so many years, all of them have not lost a trace of spirituality.

These were all collected by the seniors back then, and at the same time, hundreds of jade plaques were packed in purple gold boxes one by one, which were well preserved.