Flying slowly over several ravines, Meng Qi had been observing their condition, trying to find creatures such as rats and bats, but unfortunately, apart from the thick red mist, the blood-soaked rocks, or the gloomy or twisted plants, there was nothing moving here, and it was so quiet that it was dead silent.

"You can't be a rat here, you will be seen through at a glance......" Meng Qi swept through the deep gap at the bottom of the sight, and finally approached the fifth canyon to the east, where the capital of the Secret Kingdom was once located!

After burrowing into the increasingly damp red mist, Meng Qi rubbed down the rock wall, and from time to time he could see domes entangled in pitch-black vines, weathered for a long time, full of vicissitudes.

Looking at this situation, Meng Qi suspected that this canyon was formed by the collapse of the capital of the Bomi Kingdom, rather than directly splitting in half, otherwise there would not be houses on the rock wall.

The further down he flew, the quieter it became, Meng Qi almost felt abandoned by heaven and earth, unless he could still see tenacious growth of young Yin Soul Bead Grass and Blood Soul Ginseng on the rock wall, he almost suspected that there was no life here, but the appearance of the Nine Shadows in the world.

Because of the red fog and the relationship that is difficult to see, this canyon gives Meng Qi a bottomless feeling, and the fact is that after flying down for a long time, Meng Qi still can't feel the bottom, but there are more and more buildings on the rock wall, more and more magnificent, it seems to be a palace!

Suddenly, Meng Qi felt a chill, the red mist rolled below, and a group of Yin soldiers wearing black armor or white robes came out, without squinting, walking vertically on the rock wall, walking up quickly.

All of them were so quiet, windless and silent, Meng Qi watched them pass by.

"It's been a day......" Meng Qi thought silently.

At this moment, he was smart, only to feel a deep chill, his hairs stood on end, and a strong sense of danger surged in his heart.

Meng Qi didn't think about it, and directly pulled out his long sword!

Eight or nine Xuangong is good at avoiding disasters and disasters, and the premonition of danger is stronger than most peerless magic skills!

The fire has just come out, and the crimson shines. Meng Qi felt that there were black shadows twisted around him, either hideous or resentful, all of which were gloomy and gloomy, making people shudder and their scalps tingle.

The red mist affected the senses, and countless black shadows rushed in, but Meng Qi's long sword did not meet them, but stabbed straight down, and the fire converged. With a light and pure Zen feeling, there is no scorching heat.

Black shadows appeared, pale gold appeared, and the sound of Zizi continued, emitting white smoke.

But Meng Qi's long sword touched the real thing, a pitch-black clutche!

It struck silently, and the black gas in its palm rolled out, and the surrounding rock walls were suddenly corroded, and one after another fell into the water.

The palms and swords intersect. The fire erupted suddenly, like a small sun detonated at close range, shining brightly and spreading high temperatures. Melted the rocks and steamed the bead grass!

Bang!

Explosions rang out one after another, and rays of sunlight burst out, piercing through the demonic qi. Illuminated the surroundings, like the scorching sun suddenly descending in front of him, and the momentum of the black shadow of the Dao was broken at once!

The attacker's eyes narrowed subconsciously. It seems that it is impossible to withstand the daylight at such a close distance.

"Poisonous Demon Lord?" Meng Qi stepped back, and the long sword slashed out towards his back.

The sun shines, and the light spreads all over every corner, changing endlessly, or folding or reverse, making people uncertain.

While!

The longsword struck a steel fork that stabbed silently.

It is so varied that it seems to turn into an endless swamp, and as soon as it is entangled, it will sink into it, and the more it struggles, the more it sinks, until it reaches the top.

But the sword struck the tip of the steel fork just right, and its subsequent changes and the spread of the swamp came to an abrupt end!

When the attack was exchanged, Meng Qi only felt cold all over, and the Yuan Shen was dizzy, as if he was about to throw himself at the steel fork and be devoured by it

If you hadn't been alert in advance and sensed this blow, I am afraid that it would be difficult to escape the trauma!

The forked swords slammed into each other, the sun shone brightly, Meng Qi sank strangely, and the two of them avoided the follow-up attack unexpectedly, and directly submerged into the red mist.

The two tracked down, but there was a red mist blocking sense, and they finally lost Meng Qi's breath.

The rock wall is not drooping, but has a certain slope, and the two fall on it, searching for the dilapidated and gloomy buildings entwined with weeds and vines.

"Nope. "The voice that was so dry that there was no moisture sounded, it was the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord.

"It's a pretty fast run. The person next to him was dressed in a black robe, carrying a steel fork like ink jade, and his voice was gloomy, as if there were whirlpools hidden in it, and his strength was slightly worse, just hearing his voice would lose his soul, as if it was a life-seeking yaksha.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord snorted coldly, "It's all to blame for this damn blood mist, otherwise how could he have escaped from our lock so quickly." ”

"He's really good, he's very strong. Yaksha said.

The Poisonous Hand Demon Lord bowed his head slightly: "If it weren't for seeing that he didn't understand the rules, he was a new broadcaster, and he would not have beaten him when he had the opportunity, and as a result, the two of us could let him escape together." ”

"He doesn't look like he's doing his best, and he's not as good as any of us. The Yaksha sensed that the other party had no intention of fighting for his life, purely because he saw that the situation was unclear and was afraid of another ambush, so he quickly fled away.

"Forget it, he is now on guard, and there is no way to use the power of the Yin Soldiers to follow him, we still have to do business. "The Poison Hand Demon Lord wasn't much affected by love.

Not far from the two of them, next to the dome, there was a fist-sized charred black stone among the vines, listening to them with "relish".

"They really know more about the Yin Soldiers than any other location...... What is the matter?" Meng Qi, who had performed the "rock transformation", thought about the conversation between the two.

This place is sinister and evil, the Poisonous Demon Lord and the Yaksha are all years of appearance, old and cunning, there is no lack of life-saving means, the two of them can really threaten themselves together, so it is better to wait for the two of them to separate, and then find an opportunity to raid, so as to understand the content of their secret organization, and find Yang Zhenchan.

The Demon Lord walked over to a temple-like building on the slope and waved his hand, and vines fell, revealing a doorless entrance.

The vines had long since broken off, but for some reason they still had a little life, and it was impossible to see that there had been people in and out of the place.

The Poisonous Hand Demon Lord took out the Wang Hexagram Plate and said to the Yaksha: "You go over there to open it, this seat goes down to explore, if it is dangerous, inform the 'Hades Emperor', if it is smooth, we will divide the harvest equally!"

He felt that no matter how dangerous it was, he could escape early if he was cautious.

Hades ...... Meng Qi heard an unfamiliar title.

At least in the information of the immortal traces, there is no one who takes the title of "Hades Emperor" among the strong people who hide in the broadcast of secrets.

Of course. It is estimated that the immortal traces know no more than fifty percent of the dense exterior scenes.

Without further ado, the Yaksha walked to another building.

It is exactly the same as the current temple, like a twin, just a yin and a yang, as if two sides of the same thing.

Not long after the Yaksha entered, the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord also walked forward with the hexagram plate, Meng Qi thought about it, waited for a while, lifted the change, and got ready. Conceal his breath and quietly step into the temple that the Poison Hand Demon Lord wants to explore.

He found that it was not far from the entrance to Sanssouci Valley!

If the Demon Lord finds out, he can help him complete the serial quests, and if he doesn't gain anything, he can take advantage of the opportunity to be alone!

The temple was paved with white jade and covered with cracks, but not a single weed grew, and it accumulated a little dust, and it looked clean. It seems to be shrouded in strange powers.

Meng Qi looked for a moment and saw that the wall behind the idol had cracked a downward entrance, which seemed to have been opened by some kind of topographical change, and it faintly revealed a ghostly light. The remnants of the Poison Hand Lord's breath.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord didn't seem to think that someone was following, and he was fully vigilant about danger, so he planned to erase the traces when he came out, so that Meng Qi could hang far away with great ease. There is no fear of being discovered, no fear of losing his whereabouts.

But Meng Qi was not careless, and still concealed his breath. With the help of shadow hiding, move forward slowly.

It was a long and forky passage, and if it weren't for the Poisoner Demon Lord, Meng Qi would have taken a long time to find the right path.

The two sides are inlaid with night pearls, the light is faint and gloomy.

The further down he went, the thinner the red mist became, and Meng Qi's sensing distance slowly recovered.

After walking for a while, Meng Qi heard Zaza's voice, so he paused and paused for a while.

"Wang's hexagram is really useful...... "The Poison Hand Demon Lord muttered to himself with joy, as if nothing came from it.

Zaza's voice became louder, but it was suddenly quiet!

The voice was gone, and so was the feeling that the Demon Lord had been in the Poison Hand!

Meng Qi's scalp was inexplicably numb, his muscles were tense, the pores of his whole body suddenly closed, and an indescribable sense of cold and danger suddenly appeared.

He didn't even think about it, and flew backwards, unable to hide his figure anymore, as if a terrible monster was chasing after him.

The lightning flashed, Meng Qi turned into green thunder, and fled quickly, and the exit was far away.

Suddenly, his vision dimmed, all the night pearls lost their brilliance, and Meng Qi only felt that something like a heavy curtain of water was coming from all directions, it was formless, eerie and damp, as if it was about to burrow into his body through every crevice.

The light gold suddenly flickered, and Meng Qi felt that his whole body was "drowning", like drowning, and he wanted to move forward, but the resistance was extremely great, and it was difficult to take a step.

And this eerie damp feeling is getting worse!

You can't leave anything to chance!

Meng Qi's body acupoints opened, although he had not really cultivated them, but the stars were shining, the golden crows were flying, the sun was brilliant, and the chaos was deep, all of which were displayed nearby, like a dream.

In an instant, they re-threw themselves into the acupuncture point, and Meng Qi's whole person became gloomy and dark, as if he did not exist in this world.

The nine orifices were covered, and it became more and more difficult, and the eerie and terrifying feeling tried to penetrate Meng Qi.

At this moment, a knife light lit up, breaking through the darkness, cutting through the chaos, and opening the "Yin and Wet Water Curtain"!

Before they could close again, Meng Qi seized the opportunity, and the green thunder entwined and rushed out of the entrance.

Outside, the red mist was filled, and the invisible water seemed to be fearful, slowly fading.

Looking at the clean temple and the glimmer of red mist, Meng Qi had a feeling of rebirth.

He flashed out of the temple in his hidden form, turning into the stone again, waiting for the Yaksha to come out, he really didn't want to go into another temple after what he had just experienced.

After a while, the Yaksha walked out and went to this temple to wait for the poisonous hand Langjun.

You can't wait...... Meng Qi was ready to do it.

At this moment, he heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from the temple, and the Poison Hand Demon Lord appeared within the senses!

How is it possible? Meng Qi's heart swelled with turbulent waves.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord was still wearing a black robe, with a deep demonic aura, his frost-white hair was scattered, and his eyes were lowered.

For some reason, Meng Qi shuddered again!(To be continued......)