The heavens and the earth were dark, and from time to time purple thunder fell in the dark clouds, illuminating the barren mountains in the distance.

The fog was thick on the top of the mountain, and the purple thunder slashed into the fog and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Lei was guarding the northwest of the barren mountain, and the chicks looked at the top of the mountain from afar, feeling that the power of this thunder robbery was very strong.

It is a thunderbird, and it has seen many thunder tribulations on Lingyan Mountain, and it has a deep understanding of this, and this time it is bigger than the thunder tribulation caused by refining the six-color rainbow gourd.

It takes a lot of effort to find the giant butterflies in the miasma and defeat those butterflies, and the fog gourd must succeed.

Chen Jing on the top of the mountain was in a more relaxed mood, the fog gourd released a mist in the sky, which effectively weakened the purple thunder, and it seemed that he could survive the thunder tribulation.

The last time the fog gourd crossed the tribulation, it was a little dangerous, at that time the gourd devoured the fog demon, the fog demon's ability is very strong, and it comes from another world, it may be for this reason, the thunder tribulation caused by it is very strong.

Fortunately, it was in the abyss of the Fallen Demons, and the ubiquitous fog in the abyss weakened the Thunder Tribulation, and he was able to survive it.

Although the level of the giant butterfly demon spirit devoured this time is not low, it may be because the ability of the giant butterfly is relatively simple, and the thunder tribulation caused by it is not as huge as expected.

In addition, the fog gourd that devoured the fog demon itself is very strong, so it feels easier to take the thunder.

As the last, and strongest purple thunderbolt fell, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the fog on the top of the mountain disappeared.

The little beasts flew up the barren mountain from all sides, and saw Chen Jing holding the fog gourd with a spring breeze on his face.

The gourd was an inch higher and larger, and the white mist on it was very calm.

The little beasts knew at a glance that the fog gourd had successfully advanced, and they were sleeping and digesting the thunder.

"Click!"

The pine cone raised its front hooves high and jumped.

"Chirp!"

"Meow!"

"Chirp!"

The little beasts were jubilant, and the fog gourd had also helped them this time, so they were extremely happy.

Now it's done, just wait for the gourd to wake up.

A few days later, a pale purple cloud flew in the cloudy sky, and Chen Jing and the little beasts stood at the head of the cloud, a gourd surrounded by white mist floating around him.

The little beasts rushed down, shouting one after another.

Below was an ordinary little valley, and the group of monks who had been found a few days ago were hiding inside.

"Got it, let's take a look at it with the fog gourd first."

Chen Jing said with a smile, just take this opportunity to try out the advanced fog gourd.

His mind moved, and an invisible mist rose and enveloped all directions.

Previously, the mist of the fog gourd could envelop a radius of three or four hundred miles, but now it has increased by another hundred miles, reaching a radius of four or five hundred miles.

The mist also rose in the valley, and the magic circle in the valley could not stop it at all.

After the gourd advanced, the mist could become more secretive when needed, and Chen Jing felt that the monk might not be able to notice it, so he controlled the mist to penetrate directly into the valley.

Chen Jing switched the perspective in the mist, there were seven or eight pavilions and pavilions in the valley, which looked like a few scattered cultivation places.

There were only three people in the valley, which was a problem, and the little beasts had found that there were more than a dozen monks entering the valley, and there was also a monk who had entered the valley.

There was obviously something else going on in it, and he soon found the clue in a small building.

In the study room in the small building, there is a special prohibition on one wall.

Chen Jing looked at it from the perspective of the fog, his mind turned, and a puff of green smoke suddenly appeared on the wall, followed by a flash of spiritual light.

A small gray-black scorch mark appeared where the green smoke rose, and after the fog gourd devoured the giant butterfly, it naturally had the ability to control the miasma, and Chen Jing used the poison to corrode a key structure of the prohibition and break the ban.

The aura went out, and a stone door appeared on the wall, and an invisible mist poured in through the crack in the door.

The valley had long been shrouded in mist, and the prohibition in the study had been broken and flashed, but everything was normal outside, and no one noticed.

Behind the stone gate is a downward passage that leads to a large underground space.

It should be a natural cave, dozens of zhang high, hundreds of zhang square.

There was a bright sky light from above, presumably caused by the ban.

There are strange stones and flowers and trees on the ground, small streams and pools, several small pavilions are located in them, and there is a brilliant seven-story palace against the stone wall on one side.

On the floating clouds in the sky, the little beasts looked at the valley, and then paid attention to Chen Jing and the fog gourd, and suddenly heard Chen Jing say: "There is a very interesting big cave below. ”

"Chirp!"

"Meow!"

"Chirp!"

The Big Cave? The little beasts are energetic, Chen Jing said it's fun, it must be an interesting place.

"We'll see it later."

Chen Jing told the little beasts to calm down for a while, and now they want to see if they can find out any news.

There weren't a few people left in the huge cavern, and the little beasts were only there to watch during the day, and those people should have left at night.

In a small pavilion, two people were drinking.

A thin middle-aged man drank half a glass of wine and asked casually:

"Brother Zheng, why did the four masters leave in such a hurry?"

The bearded man on the opposite side shook his head and said, "Who knows, maybe something big." ”

"The fourth master took Shi Laosan and them, did they go to Folded Ears Peak?" The thin middle-aged man guessed, "Are you going to do something to Bailu Mountain?" ”

"It's really possible, it's been five or six years old." The bearded man thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Bailu Mountain, the four masters don't call us." The thin middle-aged man was very dissatisfied.

"White Deer Mountain is not easy to deal with, so it's better not to go." Even so, the bearded man's face is not very good-looking.

"How can little White Deer Mountain be our opponent in Banbiyuan?"

……

Chen Jing looked at the two of them, read his lips for a while, and finally determined that this group of people was the bandits of Banbiyuan.

Banbihara is the second-ranked bandit among the six plains, second only to Gaolingyuan, above Benniu Plain, White Horse Plain, Red Leaf Plain, and Green Wolf Plain.

The monk Jiedan that the little beasts saw before was the fourth master of Banbiyuan.

This four-master has already taken people to Folded Ear Peak, probably to attack Bailu Mountain.

I don't have any impression of Chen Jing of Folding Ear Peak, it must be a small hill that is not very famous.

Bailu Mountain is a spiritual mountain, located in the northwest, more than 100,000 miles away, there is a sword sect on the mountain, the cultivation is the "Twelve Swords of the Demons", which is the inheritance of the ancestor of the Tiansha Daoist.

Listening to the conversation between the two, the "four masters" have just left, and it should be too late to rush over now.

The matter on the side of Bailu Mountain is more important, in fact, you should ignore this valley and go directly to Zhe'er Peak.

However, the little beasts had been observing the valley for many days, and they had to go in to have a look, and in order to prevent the rumors from leaking, the bandits here could not stay.

Thinking of this, he urged the fog gourd, and the skin of several bandits in the valley and cave suddenly turned white.

In the small pavilion, the bearded man and the thin middle-aged man looked at each other, and their faces showed horror.

The expressions of the two immediately froze, and their white skin became somewhat transparent, like two jade statues.