At this time, the phantom of the long sword in the sea of Qu Nameless Consciousness had become much more condensed. Although he still couldn't get in touch with Sword Spirit Xiao Yuan, Qu Wuming knew that he was not far from Xiao Yuan.

Qu Wuming didn't dare to rush any further, took out the Wufu Hidden Robe and put it on his body, his whole body was invisible as if it was blending into the air, and then approached cautiously towards the direction he sensed.

In this plain, there are some low hills scattered on the ground, and the grass and trees on the plain are sparse, and all of them are dead branches and leaves.

It's just that these plants and trees are not ordinary plants and trees, but they are pitch black all over, like black charcoal.

If you accidentally touch the leaves and branches of plants and trees, you will find that these plants and trees are just in their shape, and they are no longer real plants and trees, but the whole body is like coal, and it has long been charred.

Along the way, Qu Wuming accidentally touched a few small grasses, only to hear a few crisp clicks, and those few grasses actually broke in response.

The top half of the broken grass instantly turned into black ashes, scattered in the wind. When the ashes fell on the other plants and trees, they were instantly submerged in it.

One of the small grasses that had absorbed a large amount of ash rose from a layer of black smoke, and the grass immediately grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon turned into a small tree about a foot high.

The black gas was rolling on the trunk of the small tree, and there seemed to be a faint grimace struggling in the black air.

Qu Wuming only felt that there seemed to be a cold force behind him, staring at him like a poisonous snake, and hurriedly turned around to look at the place he had just passed, and happened to see the grimace on the small tree appearing, staring viciously

to yourself.

I saw that grimace suddenly puff out its cheeks, as if it was about to spit something at itself.

Qu Wuming's heart suddenly surged with a strong uneasiness, his fingertips poked out, and a Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire shot out, turning into a fire dragon in an instant, heading straight for the grimace.

At the same time, the grimace also happened to breathe out a cloud of black smoke.

There was a biting chill in the black smoke, not because of how low the temperature was, but because it was like the coming of the netherworld, and it contained a chill that made the soul tremble.

The Hongmeng Thunder Fire and the black smoke collided together in an instant.

There was no roar of explosions, no surging mana rushes, only silent collisions and annihilations.

That black smoke was able to compete with Hongmeng Thunder and Fire at that moment, on par with it.

With Qu Wuming's strength now, even if it was just a casual blow that was hastily urged to be displayed by the Hongmeng Thunder Fire, its power was enough to be comparable to the power of thirty percent of the peak of the Ordinary God Stage.

What's more, the strange attributes contained in the Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire itself should have been the nemesis of these things in the Underworld, but it was actually blocked by this black smoke at this time!

Qu Wuming's Hongmeng Thunder Fire shot out through his fingertips, and he indirectly felt a cold force that made him very uncomfortable and wanted to invade his divine soul, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart—if this was hit by black smoke, wouldn't it be possible for even his divine soul to be frozen by it?

Qu Wuming's other palm reached out, and a pillar of fire composed of Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire erupted from his palm, wrapping the flame in his fingertip in an instant, and then rolling towards the black smoke.

This time, that

Dao Black Smoke was immediately defeated, and in less than a breath, it was swallowed by the Hongmeng Thunder Pillar of Fire.

The pillar of fire fell unabated on the small black tree, and in an instant, the entire small tree was ignited, and even the surrounding grass and trees were enveloped in flames in an instant.

A terrible ghost cry sounded from the flames, and through the black flames, Qu Wuming seemed to see dozens of constantly wriggling and deformed grimaces struggling in the flames, and a heart-palpitating howling sound came out of his mouth, which was breathtaking.

It's just that these grimaces were quickly entangled and shattered by the thunder and lightning in the Hongmeng Thunder Fire, even though they soon re-condensed in the black smoke, but the power of the thunder and lightning in the Hongmeng Thunder Fire seemed to be endless, and it would rush up again in an instant and shatter it again.

And that

After each recondensation, the grimaces will shrink much smaller and darker than the last time, but after more than ten recondensations, they have shrunk to the size of a fist, as light as a thin smoke.

In the end, it was suppressed by the power of thunder and lightning, and it completely disappeared.

Qu Wuming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the vigilance in his heart became even worse, looking at the black grass and trees that could be seen everywhere on the surrounding plains and hillsides, he couldn't help but feel a tingling of his scalp.

Wouldn't it be even more dangerous to destroy one of the big trees or break more dead grass?

Qu Wuming carefully avoided the nearby grass and trees, and swept forward like a ghost, although the grass and trees here were widely distributed, they grew sparsely and often with each other

There are large voids.

In the case of not daring to fly at high altitude, it does not affect the hurry.

In this way, after flying cautiously for more than an hour, Qu Wuming heard a faint roar from behind a low mountain in the distance.

In the sea of knowledge, the phantom of the long sword has almost returned to its normal state.

The Yuansha Sword and the Sword Spirit Xiao Yuan must be on the other side of the low mountain!

Qu Wuming quietly flew up the low mountain, hid behind a boulder and looked at the opposite side, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

Why so many people?

And one by one, they have cultivated well, and there is no weakling!

There were a few of them, and Qu Wuming recognized them at a glance.

Among them, there is a tall man, his face is like a crown of jade, his appearance is dignified, standing with his back hand, but behind him there is a demon god phantom that is more than five zhang high, his face is extremely vicious, his hands keep playing spells, urging a giant folding fan that turns into a zhang Xu long, every time he fanizes, there is a black thunder fire gushing out, looking at it from a distance, it is actually similar to Hongmeng Thunder Fire.

It's the Jade Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect!

Beside him, there was a slender woman in a red robe, with a graceful posture, her eyebrows were full of glow, and she twisted the magic trick in her hand, and sacrificed a red long silk, like a fire dragon, it was the Red Rakshasa of the Demon Maiden of the Heavenly Dao Sect that she had inadvertently encountered before!

Not far from the two of them, there was a thin and withered old man, surrounded by a circle of dark smoke, the smoke was ghostly, from time to time a white skeleton struggled to crawl out of it, his eyes were burning with ghostly fire, holding bone knives and bone hammers, almost all of them exuded a strength that was almost not inferior to that of the Yuan Infant Monk

Big Breath......

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