When the evil spirits and monsters were bombarded everywhere on the way to the front of the river, countless masters were frantically searching for the traces of the river.

For seven days in a row, they had to go through all the areas they knew.

It's a pity that none of them found the slightest breath of Jiangdao.

Even with the compass in his hand, he didn't react at all.

"The aura of the divine seed on his body has been buried!"

A master of the Hades Temple spoke in anger.

"Damn, there are spies, how does he know how to bury the god seed?"

"He must still be in the Endless Ruins, that unique black dog is only found in the Endless Ruins!"

"Keep looking!"

Many masters shouted angrily and acted again.

And in their crazy search, they quickly found some clues.

In the chaotic ruins, they found extremely terrifying traces of the existence of Yang Fire here.

In addition to that, there are remnants of ash on the ground!

This is the legacy of a monster that was hiding here before after it died!

"This kind of yang fire breath, the same as that Fang Tianba, is Fang Tianba, he has been here!"

Someone opened his mouth and shouted.

"Yes, it is consistent with the traces of destruction in the ghost city, he must be nearby, search quickly!"

The others followed suit.

They searched again, in all directions, without dead ends, and searched all over the area.

"Oh no, isn't there the Misty Grand Canyon ahead, that Fang Tianba wouldn't be hiding in the Misty Grand Canyon, right?"

"What?"

The faces of the others all changed.

If this is the case, it will be extremely difficult to find Fang Tianba again.

Because the foggy Grand Canyon is intricate, the ravines are continuous, extremely mysterious, and the perennial dense fog is rolling inside, hiding countless masters.

There are even gods who have stabbed themselves inside.

In addition to their Hades Ancestors, it is also possible to find each other.

With them alone, it is impossible to find the river channel in the Misty Grand Canyon.

"Let's go, go to the Misty Grand Canyon to search, if you really find his traces, notify the ancestor immediately!"

An old man shouted.

Their bodies moved quickly, one by one, like lightning, flying sand and rocks, bringing up a rich yin qi, and swept towards the Misty Grand Canyon in front of them.

…

The Foggy Grand Canyon.

The most mysterious and chaotic place in the Endless Ruins, I don't know how long it has existed, but since the Great War I, it has long been a paradise of crime and adventure.

It's full of wicked people.

Moreover, the yin qi in the canyon is thick, and every year it will spit out a terrifying yin mist, enveloping all directions, and it is an excellent place for some powerful soul slayers and fierce monsters to cultivate.

A lot of people sit in it for hundreds of years.

Now.

Huge canyon underneath.

Strange trees are craggy, and black stones are towering.

Everywhere you looked, some of them had just died, and they were still fresh, and some of them were obviously dead for a long time, and only the bones of Sen Sen remained.

In the eyes of the skeleton, there was a faint soul fire flickering.

"Where are the places where you trade in general?"

Jiang Dao asked.

"Forward, at the front, there is the No. 9 crack, the depth of that crack is the most popular area for everyone to trade, in addition to the No. 9 crack, there are also No. 10 and No. 12, but the flow of people in these two cracks is sparser than that of No. 9..."

Thin bamboo pole said. It could be seen that there was obviously an unnatural look on his face, his eyes were full of palpitations, and his heart was a little frightened.

The Grand Canyon of the Mist is not only an excellent place to get lucky, but it is also an extremely fatal place.

Here, anyone can be a fat sheep.

Maybe you have just finished trading on the front foot, and you will be eaten alive by a wave of masters of unknown origin on the back foot.

Therefore, no one dares to take a chance here unless it is absolutely necessary.

But those who can meet the opportunity here are all people with extremely terrifying strength, or people with monstrous backgrounds.

"Trumpet-nine..."

Jiang Dao muttered to himself, his golden eyes looking ahead.

There are countless cracks of different sizes in the Grand Canyon, spreading from south to north, and you only need to count them to tell where the No. 9 crack is.

It's just that as they walked towards the ninth rift, suddenly, there was a wave of malicious eyes behind them.

Jiang Dao felt a sense and looked back.

I saw that not far behind me, several shriveled and unusually thin men with smiling faces appeared there at some point, looking towards themselves.

Those men may have stayed here for a long time and never went out, and the color of their eyes was no longer the same as that of outsiders, but a pale yellow.

Unlike the golden color of Edo, it has dark yellow eyes like a weasel, and it looks uncomfortable.

Jiang Dao frowned, and in line with the principle of not causing trouble first, he withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.

Just walking and walking, suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, frowned, and looked at his shoulder.

I saw that at the place of his shoulder, I don't know when a dense layer of blood-colored insects crawled, his head turned, like a twisted flower, directly turned to his back, and looked towards his back, only to see that the back area was the same.

The blood-colored bugs were so dense that they were almost like a layer of blood-colored armor.

The thin bamboo pole on one side exclaimed, apparently aware of this step.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Jiang Dao's eyes were cold, and the extreme yang divine fire on his body suddenly appeared, and with a bang, all the blood-colored insects on his body were covered, and for a while, a crackling sound sounded.

All the insects were rapidly smoking, and then they burned, and pieces of them turned into powder and fell off Jiang Dao's body.

Jiang Dao raised his head, and a pair of golden eyes suddenly looked at the thin men.

The thin men looked surprised, as if they didn't expect their Gu worms to be dissolved by Jiang Dao so easily, but just as they wanted to make a further move, they suddenly noticed a pair of golden eyes staring at their bodies.

Then, everyone felt that something was wrong with their bodies, and suddenly their bodies became unusually hot, as if a raging flame was rushing out, and it burned out of their bodies at once.

Yes!

The screams rang out, and the emaciated men suddenly turned into golden fiery men, terrified and struggling, but they were useless at all, and soon turned into piles of ashes.

Jiang Dao's head spun again, returned to normal, his face was indifferent, and he continued to walk forward.

At this time, the thin bamboo pole also removed all the blood-colored insects on his body.

In all directions, many figures hidden in the shadows showed surprise and looked at the background of Jiang Dao and the others.

"What a terrible strength, what a blazing yang fire!"

"Who is this?"

"The four people who just died were people from Canyon No. 3, and they didn't have time to resist a single move, and they turned into powder..."

"Blazing Sun Demon Pupil..."

Someone whispered solemnly, staring at Jiang Dao's back, "It's actually the Blazing Sun Demon Pupil that has been lost for many years..."

The thick mist was gradually pierced by the two of them.

Soon they walked to the ninth rift.

It's just that now they are clearly coming earlier, because the time for trade has not yet arrived.

Jiang Dao can only wander around here for the time being, observing the strange environment around him...