On the north wall of the canyon, under a strange tree with umbrella-shaped branches, Bian Yao suddenly opened his eyes.

Just now, his dream clone was exploring the path at the bottom of the canyon, and only about fifty zhang to the south, he was forced to stop the operation because he stepped on a skull and caused an accident. The width and length of the Giant Worm Canyon were about 100 zhang, so he only walked half the way.

Beside the tree, the gray-clothed young man saw that he opened his eyes, his solemn face couldn't help but ease, first poked his head down a few times, and then asked, "Have you found out the situation below?"

"I couldn't get to the other side of the canyon, so I only found out a little bit about the situation, and the space at the bottom of the valley was about ten feet deep, completely shrouded in white mist, and the visibility was very low. Bian Yao sat there with his back against the trunk of the tree and did not move, and sighed after speaking, his face looked a little solemn.

The gray-clothed young man's lacquered eyes couldn't help but stare at Bian Yao's face, and he wondered: "Why didn't you make it to the end?" Could it be that you really encountered some giant worm?"

Bian Yao slowly stood up, leaned on the trunk of the tree, and replied dejectedly: "Halfway through, I didn't notice stepping on a dead man's bone, and the sound I made attracted a giant centipede. Because of the heavy fog, when I was dodging the centipede attack, I couldn't observe the nearby situation, but I didn't think about it, but I was attacked by a huge scorpion, and the dream clone was seriously injured because of this, so it was automatically lifted!"

After he finished explaining, the gray-clothed young man just blinked, lowered his head and was silent for a few breaths, and then suddenly asked curiously, "Are those bugs really as big as the rumors say?"

Hearing him ask, Bian Yao's expression suddenly became excited: "That's right, but because of the limited visibility in the fog, I can't see how big their whole bodies are." But I saw the centipede's head, it was so big!" he said, stretching out his arms in a hugging pose.

Next, Bian Yao vividly told everything he saw at the bottom of the valley and what happened, and told it in detail and in detail.

The gray-clothed young man listened without saying a word, gradually frowned, lowered his eyes slightly and pondered for a moment, and said: "According to what you said, in fact, the biggest problem is not those huge insects, but the thick fog that can hide their figures. ”

"That's true, but according to rumors, those strange white fogs have been hanging around the valley for many years. There's no way we can get the fog to clear. Bian Yao pouted at that face and said.

"Let's go! It's only a hundred feet away, and it won't take much time. According to what you said, if you don't make a noise on the way, you should be able to get to the other side by the way, so bet on your luck. The gray-clothed young man said, twisted his wrist and flipped the sword in his hand, turned sideways along the steep valley slope, and began to move towards the bottom of the canyon.

Bian Yao opened his mouth and said "hey", and he wanted to say something but closed his mouth again. He wanted to use his dream clone to go down to the bottom of the valley again, fully explore the terrain and road situation between the canyons, and fiddle with some road signs if he could, so as to avoid more detours and shorten the time spent in the fog.

Seeing that the gray-clothed young man was so anxious, Bian Yao could only smile bitterly and shake his head, hurriedly lowered his body, followed him closely, carefully climbed the rocks between the valley walls and the grass and trees growing out of him, and slowly moved down.

In about half a pillar of incense, the two of them went down to the bottom of the canyon smoothly, and after their feet landed on the ground, they suddenly fell into a white hazy mist.

The valley floor is quiet, so to speak, silent, and the thick white fog that drifts around makes it easy to feel uneasy.

The gray-clothed young man stood quietly with bated breath, turned his head and looked left and right for a while, and was just about to step forward, when Bian Yao's soft whisper suddenly sounded in his ears.

"I'll open the way in front, the fog here is too big, and I don't know what will be lurking nearby, you be careful!" As he spoke, Bian Yao opened his right hand, and the Wusha Sword instantly appeared in his palm. Because he had already used the dream clone to investigate, although it was not comprehensive, he had at least the simplest understanding of the terrain and environment at the bottom of the valley.

Tiptoeing in front of the gray-clothed young man, Bian Yao first glanced at the ground, then took a step forward with his sideways waist bent, the bottom of his feet almost skimmed the ground, and then his feet slowly moved forward alternately, and his nerves were tense.

The gray-clothed boy followed, slowing his breathing, and the distance between the two of them remained within three feet. His left hand held the scabbard across his chest, and his right hand pressed lightly on the hilt, his dark eyes scanned left and right from time to time, and the expression on his face was extremely cold!

The milky white mist flowed slowly, Bian Yao's eyes did not blink, his visual distance was limited to half a zhang, and he could not get a glimpse of the murderous machine hidden in the fog in time.

Time seemed to stand still, and in the mist, the two of them slowly and instinctively sneaked towards the south side of the canyon, and in a few moments, their hair and clothes were soaked in the mist.

The start was smooth and there were no surprises. Sometimes there is a rustling sound in my ears, but the movement is very small and the distance is relatively long. If you can't hear the chirping of insects, it is estimated that they are afraid of exposing themselves, after all, insects also have their own natural enemies, and they often attack each other.

As you move under your feet, you will see not only the flat earth and rocky ground, but also all kinds of strange flowers and plants, and there are also stagnant or arid potholes, and even broken dry bones, which are too old to distinguish whether they are humans or other animals.

If you just rely on intuition, it would have been difficult to walk a straight route in the fog, not to mention that due to various factors in the ground environment, it was impossible for the two of them to walk in a straight line all the time. In this way, although the width between the canyons is only about 100 zhang, the distance that the two of them need to move to the opposite side of the canyon in the dense fog is far more than 100 zhang.

Unconsciously, more than a quarter of an hour passed, but they still didn't see the steep slope stone wall opposite, and the two of them began to be a little anxious, and their hearts couldn't help but be irritable.

Suddenly, several dark green vine leaves emerged from the mist, the leaves were twice as large as ordinary lotus leaves, and the light brown nameless vines were as thick as human thighs. Looking more closely, countless thick vines stretched intricately, intertwined with each other and stretched in all directions in the mist, arching above the ground, forming a dense network of vines as high as a few feet, blocking the way of the two.

At first glance, Bian Yao couldn't help but feel a little surprised, he paused to look back at the gray-clothed young man, exchanged glances with him, and asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

"Don't go around! just walk over to it, it shouldn't be far away. The gray-clothed young man hesitated slightly and replied in a low voice.

"Okay!" Bian Yao took a shallow breath, and was about to say a few more words, but saw the gray-clothed young man float up and jump up in front of him. He closed his mouth and jumped on it, without making a sound.

In this way, the gray-clothed young man opened the way in front, and Bian Yao followed behind him. The two stepped on a thick vine net made of vines, and slowly moved south with vigilance on their faces.

One, two, three......

Suddenly, in the hazy fog ahead, a faint purple cold light flashed.

The gray-clothed young man suddenly had a hint of alarm in his heart! However, before his complexion could change, a long purple "sickle" struck in front of him, slashing across his chest!

In an instant, I saw that a dazzling white light flashed on the chest of the gray-clothed young man, which was the "sword qi membrane" that could only be condensed by the peak sword! After being hit, his body soared backwards and retreated, but before he could fall, another purple "sickle" swept towards his waist and swung towards his waist, and the fatal blow struck again!

Suddenly, a swift figure rushed from the rear to the front, holding a short blade in his hand, and hurriedly approached it with a bow and an arm! In the moment when the "sickle" and the blade were staggered, a piercing golden sound sounded!

"Praying mantis?" Bian Yao was shocked. At a glance, he found that on this purple "scythe", there was a row of jagged needles, about three or four inches long, with extremely sharp edges, and a cold light exuded from the roots. However, because the visibility in the fog was only half a foot, he could not see the full picture of the hostile object.

Before he could think about it, a momentum instantly hit along the blade, and Bian Yao only felt a sore wrist, and his body flew upside down and fell to the side of the gray-clothed young man.

Barely pausing, the purple "scythe" broke through the fog and slashed towards Bian Yao with a fierce lightning bolt.

At the critical moment, the gray-clothed young man's figure suddenly moved, and he stood in front of Bian Yao, and the horizontal sword blocked the attack of the "sickle"!

In the blink of an eye, Bian Yao jumped up from the thick vine branch and shouted urgently: "I'll drag it down! As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed forward, and three sharp swords instantly appeared out of thin air and flew into the mist in front of him.

Bian Yao knew very well that this movement would inevitably attract the attention of other giant insects, and if they were surrounded by several giant insects at the same time, the two of them would definitely die!

Hearing Bian Yao's shout, the gray-clothed young man did not hesitate at all, his figure suddenly flashed to the left, and disappeared into the vast fog in an instant!

At the same moment, the purple "scythe" burst through the fog and flashed out a cold arc in mid-air, easily dispersing the three flying swords released by Bian Yao.

There was no surprise on Bian Yao's face, he kept dodging, pointing his fingers forward, one moment he released a sword, and the other he was a stone. Although it can't bring the slightest harm to the other party, it can also play a role in delaying time for the time being.

After only about ten breaths, in the fog not far away, the shouting of the gray-clothed young man was clearly heard: "This way!

Bian Yao's face was happy, his fingers flicked forward, and when the three big stones flew towards the "sickle", he kicked the thick vine branch under his feet hard, and his body suddenly accelerated to the right, and ran desperately in the direction where the sound came from.

"Climb up, as long as you escape from the fog area, you will be safe!" Bian Yao quickly rushed to the stone wall, and saw the gray-clothed young man standing there with a horizontal sword, and hurriedly shouted.

Although the slope of the canyon is steep, it is much easier to climb up than down. The two of them jumped to their feet, and between the craggy rocks and rocks, beside the weeds and wild trees, their feet stepped up and down the steep canyon slope wall at a rapid pace.

The two of them rushed forward one after the other, and as soon as they ran up five zhang away, the purple "sickle" swung towards the soles of Bian Yao's feet like a sudden wind. The purple light of the secluded forest flickered, and it slashed heavily on a raised stone, pulling out a series of "stone shattering" sounds.

Bian Yao's legs trembled in shock, and he almost fell down without being deflated. In a panic, he hurriedly grabbed a thin tree as thick as a finger, then turned back and leaned over, and handed his finger out again into the mist below, and released three sharp swords.

I have never felt that the distance between five zhang is so far away like this moment. Bian Yao took advantage of the gap where the "sickle" swung towards the sword, turned over and twisted his waist, his toes slammed on a rock, and then used his hands and feet together, using all his strength to climb above the canyon.

......At this moment, at the position above his head, a series of rapid swords and stones suddenly sounded, accompanied by the sound of the gravel rolling down. Bian Yao naturally understood that it was a movement deliberately created by the gray-clothed young man to distract and attract the attention of the giant mantis.

Sure enough, the gray-clad boy's move worked, and the purple "scythe" did not continue to attack the pursuers. Because suddenly, Bian Yao only felt that something seemed to flash quickly in the fog beside him, and the air flow dispersed the fog, and then he heard a loud "Kara" sound.

Bian Yao's face suddenly became ugly, his brain suddenly became hot, and his speed accelerated a little, and he shouted loudly, "Are you okay?"

"Hurry up!" a familiar voice sounded in another place, looking very anxious.

After a few breaths, Bian Yao's front suddenly lit up, and the milky white hazy mist finally disappeared, and he finally escaped from the misty area of the canyon smoothly. He continued to climb up two feet quickly, and turned his head to see the gray-clothed young man crouching on a small tree with his sword in his hand, staring at him.

Bian Yao couldn't help grinning at him, thinking that this sword cultivator's physical skills were really enviable. He looked back and looked down, and vaguely saw a huge shadow slowly retreating into the mist, and the hanging stone in his heart was lowered.

The gray-clothed young man looked at him coldly, didn't say a word, and suddenly used a little force on the branch with his feet, and ran up with elastic force, and rushed to the top of the canyon at high speed. Bian Yao took a few deep breaths, adjusted his posture and suddenly jumped up, leaning back, running quickly on the steep canyon slope wall, rushing towards the blue and charming sky.

The wind was howling, and at the edge of the top of the southern side of the canyon, two teenagers lay side by side on the hard rocky ground, quietly looking at the cloudless blue sky. The morning sun shone obliquely on them, and the mist-soaked hair reflected a colorful glow.

"It's finally here!Almost didn't die below!" After a while, Bian Yao sat up with his mouth crooked, looked at the other side of the canyon with a smile, and then turned his head and asked, "You're not hurt, are you?"

"You're all right, how could I be injured!" The gray-clothed young man sat up on his back, and said in a light tone: "Give me the things, and I'm almost ready to go." ”

Hearing this, Bian Yao was slightly stunned at first, and then seemed to remember something, and reluctantly took out two large bags from the space bag and handed them to him.

After some rest, the two didn't stop long, left the Giant Worm Canyon, and continued to rush all the way south.