The fog was very thick, and as it entered the water mist, it seemed to enter a new area, changing from the water area to a dense mountain forest, and the fog quickly spread, enveloping Senior Brother Fang and Feng Muchen in the mist.

Feng Muchen looked at it, the surroundings of the Lingzhou were full of fog, the eyes could not penetrate, and he could not see a foot, it was hazy, as if even the sky was shrouded in fog, boundless.

At this time, Senior Brother Fang said: "I see that the signs on the token have lost their traces, it seems that we have come to the right place, there seems to be a large array here, enveloping the entire area." ”

As he spoke, Senior Brother Fang lit up the token in his hand, and Feng Muchen saw that the bright spots on the token were gone, and it seemed that the fog here seemed to have the effect of isolating space.

"Senior Brother Fang, should we move on or go out and gather everyone first?" Feng Muchen asked.

Senior Brother Fang pondered for a while and said, "Let's go out first, and gather all the senior brothers to come back." ”

Feng Muchen didn't have any other opinions, so Senior Brother Fang adjusted his direction and flew away in the direction he came.

Along the way, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the fog appeared so fast and cold that it seemed impossible to be naturally formed, most likely man-made, but what exactly is this place, and why is there such a strange scene in a swamp.

During the flight, Feng Muchen stretched out his hand to the spirit boat, losing the protection of the spirit boat, and the mist touched his skin, giving him the feeling that there were countless subtle existences hidden in the fog, and the sweat pores of his skin were about to burrow into his body.

Even feeling that the flow of true qi in the meridians was not smooth, there seemed to be other strange things in the air besides the demonic qi, and the wind and dust true qi was drumming along the meridians for a week, removing this discomfort from the body.

During the flight, Feng Muchen tried countless times to dissipate the power of the divine soul, but the fog here was very limited to the power of the divine soul, and the original power of the divine soul of Feng Muchen could at least cover an area of more than ten zhang in radius, but here it could only be less than two zhang away from the body.

And the loss of the power of the soul here is very large, and after only a while, it feels that the power of the soul has been consumed by 3%, and Feng Muchen silently recycles the power of the soul that is emitted back into the body, after all, this is one of his hole cards, and he doesn't want to have a loss.

The two of them flew for almost an hour in the spirit boat, and found that there was a thick fog all around, and the direction should be correct, but they couldn't fly out of this area, it seems that the fog here has the effect of affecting the spirit and the direction of confusion.

After flying some distance again, Senior Brother Fang sighed, stopped the spirit boat, and said, "It seems that we are completely lost, we have been flying for so long, if we wanted to go out, we should have gone out a long time ago." ”

Feng Muchen looked at the fog around him, and also said: "Senior Brother Fang, since we can't get out, then let's wander around and see if we can find any traces of other demons or Daozi, if other fellow sects find out that we are missing, they should also look for us in the direction we broke up, and we will naturally find this place at that time." ”

"That's it, junior brother, start to be more careful now, it's weird here, I don't know what's inside." After speaking, Senior Brother Fang urged the spirit boat to continue flying, and Feng Muchen on the side also held the Bafang copper hammer in his hand, always paying attention to the surroundings.

After flying for a while, just when both of them were a little irritable, a voice came in Feng Muchen's mind: "Feng Muchen, fly to the left, it seems a little different over there." ”

This is the voice of a nightmare, as a god-level spirit of the spirit system, it should be very powerful in terms of spiritual power exploration.

"Senior Brother Fang, I sense something on the left, let's go over and take a look." Feng Muchen said.

Hearing his words, Senior Brother Fang glanced at him in surprise, but he didn't say anything, driving the spirit boat to the left.

As they flew to the left and flew some distance, the two were pleasantly surprised to see that the fog seemed to thin out a bit, and both realized that maybe if they continued to walk forward, they would find something.

In order to prevent something from happening in a while, and the trees here are getting denser and denser, the Spirit Boat is no longer suitable, Senior Brother Fang and Feng Muchen left the Spirit Boat and began to walk there.

As we walked, the fog thinned out, revealing the jungle trees within, and in the blur the hideous appearance of these trees, as if they were ghostly spirits, and bursts of eerie laughter echoed in the quiet jungle.

When you have to listen carefully to these voices, you find that you can't tell whether they are male or female, as if they are all a little intertwined, and the sounds are constantly surrounding the two of them.

The two men held their weapons in their hands, and continued to walk, walking through the jungle, and in front of them appeared a hill that was not too large, the hill was more than seven feet high, and the two walked up the hill, and after half an hour, a vague shadow appeared in front of them.

Faintly visible, it seems to be a wooden temple, and there are dozens of people standing messily around the wooden temple, and there is a faint demonic aura.

Seeing the demonic aura in front of him, Senior Brother Fang made a gesture to Feng Muchen, and the two lowered their bodies, hid among the trees, and slowly approached, as the distance got closer and closer, the scene in front of them became more and more clearly revealed in the eyes of the two.

This is a very old small temple, sitting on the north and facing south, the overall shape is rectangular, you can see that there was originally a red brick wall around the perimeter, but now the brick walls have collapsed, revealing the scene in the courtyard.

In the middle of the courtyard is a temple, the mountain gate enters 8 meters deep, the face is wide and five, the main gate is in the center, the east and west sides, each side of the door, the main entrance door is obliquely hung with a plaque, the book "Xuanyuan Temple" three big characters.

The roof of the whole building adopts the top of the mountain, stone walls, stone columns, and six parallel pillars in front of the door, and the four corners of the eaves are raised. There are six steps in front of the pillar, showing a solemn and majestic bearing.

There are dozens of ancient cypress trees in the courtyard, standing upright, the ancient cypress is green and vigorous, the trunk is slightly inclined to the south, and the tree is dozens of zhang high. There is a pavilion in the north of the courtyard, the roof is the top of the hill, the ash cloth plate tile and the tube tile are tightly interlocked, the front eaves are hooked and dripping, there is no wall on the four sides of the pavilion, it seems that this small pavilion can collapse at any time and the appearance is full of a sense of dilapidation.

The courtyard was covered with weeds, and the garden was withered, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.

It is surrounded by dense forests, and a hill suddenly appears here, and there is a Xuanyuan temple on the hill, which always makes people feel very strange, especially as they get closer, the wind howls here, blowing the surrounding trees and rattling, as if countless people are whispering.

Outside the temple, there were two groups of people, one of whom was an old man, with blood-red hair, but his face looked like a young man of sixteen or seventeen, with a bloated figure and a magnificent momentum, like a demon handsome.

There were two demon generals standing beside him, it was the Qinglin demon general, and beside him was the tall man wearing a silver helmet. Behind the two of them stood four Demon Lords and a dozen Demon Lords.

On the other side, there was a young man in his early twenties dressed in colorful clothes, with handsome eyebrows, but there was a ruthlessness and decisiveness hidden between his eyebrows, it was Wu Qingfeng, the Taoist of Tianji Island.

Although there are two groups of demons and terrans at the scene, it seems that the old man of the demon clan and the two demon generals are not very dealing, and they are obviously divided into two factions, and the Daozi of Tianji Island on one side is also a faction of his own, and I don't know how he got it, from a human race who was chased and killed by the demons to a faction that is separated from the two groups of demons.

Senior Brother Fang and Feng Muchen did not show their bodies in a hurry, but slowly clinged to the dense forest on Daozi's side, slowly hiding in a close place, Senior Brother Fang seemed to have used some secret technique to get in touch with Daozi.

Wu Qingfeng's brows furrowed for a moment, then seemed to stretch out, and he secretly nodded towards their hiding place, and then stopped paying attention to them.

At this time, a sharp voice came: "That Terran boy, this is the Xuanyuan Temple you said, right?" Is there really a Chiyou flesh here? Why can't I feel it? ”

Feng Muchen quietly looked at the place where the voice came from, and it turned out to be the handsome old man, this old man not only looked like a teenager, but his voice turned out to be a teenager's voice.

Wu Qingfeng shook the folding fan gently, and said: "Don't worry, this is what I said about the place where Chiyou buries his bones, no problem, the Xuanyuan Temple here was established here to suppress Chiyou, and Chiyou, as the ancestor of the demon race, if you can get his flesh and blood, I believe you know very well what a demon commander represents." ”

Hearing what Wu Qingfeng said, the old man's eyes showed greed, for the Demon Shuai, if he could get a trace of Chiyou's flesh and blood, then maybe he would have the greatest confidence in advancing to the Demon Saint.

"But I also want to tell you that you must be careful when you want to enter the Xuanyuan Temple, because there is a strong guard here, especially for the demons, the big murder weapon that may be killed, make it clear to you in advance, to avoid saying that I will harm you for a while, and after a while, the formation of the Xuanyuan Temple will reach the weakest moment of the day, and it depends on you whether you can enter or not." Wu Qingfeng said.

Hearing his words, the two demon generals on the side were a little hesitant, after all, for them, chasing and killing Wu Qingfeng was the task given by the Lord of Wuli Island, but because of the intervention of the Blood-clothed Ancestor and Wu Qingfeng's cunning, a three-legged stand had now been formed, and it was really not good to chase and kill him.

And in the face of the great opportunity, Chiyou flesh and blood, even the demons are a little excited, not to mention the two demon generals, the two demon generals glanced at each other, and they both saw the firm heart in each other's eyes.

The blood-clothed ancestor said impatiently: "Wu Daoyou, why do you care about the opinions of these small fish and shrimp, they will follow if they want, and get out of here if they don't want to, otherwise, I will clean them up first." ”

The Qinglin Demon General on the side was furious and said: "Blood-clothed Ancestor, don't think that you can be unscrupulous if you are a demon handsome, you are also invited by our island master, I originally hoped that you would come to help us hunt down Wu Qingfeng, but you were moved by him and wanted to deal with us, aren't you afraid that the island master will turn back and kill your cave mansion?" ”

The blood-clothed ancestor was full of blood, his eyes were full of coldness, and he said: "What can you do to me with a little miscellaneous fish, it's a big deal that I will kill you all here, I think Wu Daoyou will definitely be happy to help me." ”

After speaking, the blood-colored banner from before appeared beside him, and the blood was surging, and there was a posture of starting a fight if he didn't agree with him.

Seeing this scene, Wu Qingfeng folded the fan in his hand, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and then said with a smile: "Blood-clothed ancestor, why bother, it's just a few juniors, I have already said that this time coincides with the birth of Xuanyuan Temple, it is the fate of the world, since we have met, how can we not go inside to explore, see Baoshan without entering, it is not the style of my generation." ”

"Well said, Wu Daoyou's mind really coincides with me, how tired it is to fight and kill, let's explore a treasure together, share the treasure, wouldn't it be happy, if there is anything to wait for the treasure to be explored, it is not too late to talk about it." The blood-clothed ancestor clapped his hands and said with a pandering smile.

Seeing the two singing and harmonizing, the Qinglin Demon General and the Demon General wearing a silver helmet looked at each other for a moment, and there was a kind of helplessness in their eyes, so they stopped talking.