"Humph! Just a little poisonous fog, what to fear! The black-robed man sneered and said indifferently.

"Brother Kui has a demonic qi to protect his body, so he is naturally not afraid of those poisonous mist, but we are not demonic cultivators, even if we use mana to resist the poisonous mist, we can't support it for a moment." The Confucian man sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hehe, it's just that the poisonous mist is not a problem, the old man happens to have a few elixirs here that can detoxify all kinds of poisons, as long as you hold them in your mouth, you can directly ignore these poisonous mist." Zhou Yin smiled indifferently.

"In that case, this poisonous fog can't help me, I'll wait, let's go." The black-robed man glanced at Zhou Yin and said impatiently.

"I'll wait for more than ten days of hard work, so it's better to rest for a while, recover some mana and continue on the road." Dongfang Zimo frowned and proposed.

"What this fellow Daoist said is that more mana can be more guaranteed, what do you think, Brother Zhou?" The Confucian man looked at Zhou Yin and said.

"Hmm. Brother Kui, let's rest for a day and continue to act the next day. Zhou Yin nodded and turned to look at the black-robed man.

"Alright, alright! You are. The black-robed man raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice.

The Confucian man smiled bitterly, found a vacant place nearby, and immediately crossed his knees to refine it after swallowing a pill.

"Let's go too." Dongfang Zimo said to Yang Chen next to him, and the person flew down.

Yang Chen followed silently, and the two of them also meditated after taking some mana-restoring pills.

The black-robed man sneered, turned into a cloud of black gas and rolled down under a big tree.

As soon as the black qi dispersed, the black-robed man had already closed his eyes and cultivated.

The same is true of the bearded man and Zhou Yin.

The day passed quickly.

With the assistance of the elixir, the recovery of mana is twice as fast as usual.

It's not back to its peak, but it's pretty much the same.

"Alright, let's all come and get the antidote pill." Zhou Yin said indifferently. The sound is not loud, but it is clear to everyone's ears.

For a while, people who were still meditating gathered on Zhou Yin's side.

"Brother Kui, why don't you have one?" Zhou Yin looked at the black-robed man who was still cultivating under the big tree in the distance.

"I have a demonic qi to protect my body, and some poisonous mist can help me?" The black-robed man snorted coldly and said.

When Zhou Yin heard this, he smiled bitterly and stopped saying anything.

"Let's go." The black-robed man said coldly and walked by himself.

Dongfang Zimo took the pill given by Zhou Yin in his mouth, and followed the black-robed man into the Poisonous Mist Forest.

Since this poisonous mist could shield the divine sense, and the sight that could be seen clearly was limited, everyone had no choice but to move forward on foot.

As soon as he stepped into the poisonous mist forest, Dongfang Zimo felt an uncomfortable aura invade his body.

But under the action of the detoxification pill, this discomfort is quickly eliminated from the body.

Dongfang Zimo was overjoyed, he didn't expect the detoxification pill given by Zhou Yin to have such a miraculous effect.

Not only him, but Yang Chen, Confucian man and others all had a hint of discoloration on their faces.

Several people followed the black-robed man all the way for several hours.

In this deep mountain and old forest, everyone has also encountered some low-level demon beast attacks.

But with so many foundation building monks here, they naturally wouldn't be afraid of those demon beasts. Everyone only made a slight move to wipe out these demon beasts.

After some hurry, several people finally walked out of the poisonous fog and appeared in a vast place.

The trees here are sparse, there are many strange stones, and many boulders that look like caves frequently appear in everyone's sight.

"Huh?" But at this moment, the black-robed man leading the way in front suddenly stopped, and showed a puzzled look.

Zhou Yin wanted to ask something, but his face suddenly changed, and a ray of light shot out, and a sharp blade struck a black thing, and made a piercing sonorous sound.

"What is this!?" Zhou Yin recalled the sharp blade, and stared at the thing in front of him with a solemn face that didn't look like a human or a ghost.

I saw that the man was two feet tall, holding a long sword, but his eyes were blank, his demeanor was stiff and abnormal, and his clothes were torn in his chest.

Fang Cai Zhou Yin's attack hit this person in the chest, but strangely there was no blood flowing out.

"Corpses? Wrong! It's like a puppet that has been refined! Zhou Yin said in a firm tone.

"Puppet? Who placed the puppet in this barren mountain? The bearded man was stunned for a moment, and said with an angry face.

"Be careful, you don't know this puppet in the mountains." The black-robed man noticed something, and his eyes glanced sharply in a certain direction.

As soon as the words fell, dozens of rays of light burst towards them.

"Humph!" The black-robed man snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeve robe, and the black qi on his body surged wildly, and all those rays of light disappeared at once.

At this moment, there was a stirring in all directions, and in less than a while, eight humanoid puppets gathered to surround Dongfang Zimo and the others.

Some of these puppets hold swords, some hold bronze mirrors, some hold jade flutes, and so on...... All kinds of strange magic weapons.

But one thing is that none of the instruments they hold are the same.

"These puppets are the rumored Eight Immortals Array!" When the Confucian man saw this lineup and the magic weapon in the puppet's hand, his face changed and he said.

"Eight Immortal Array? I have also heard of this kind of ancient array, and if you enter this formation by mistake, I am afraid that even the Jindan monks will not be able to escape. The bearded man said with a very ugly face.

"How can there be such a powerful array in this place? Could it have been arranged by the monks of the ancients? Dongfang Zimo's face was also uncomfortable, so he could only try to stay calm.

"Such a powerful formation is naturally to prevent us and others, you don't have to worry, most of these puppets only have the initial cultivation of the foundation, if only one person mistakenly enters this formation, I am really worried, but so many of us don't have to be afraid of being attacked together, as long as these puppets are broken one by one, so that they can't play a role, the formation can be broken." Zhou Yin glanced at the puppets and said how to break the formation.

"Brother Zhou's method is still feasible, and these two puppets will be handed over to me!" The black-robed man shouted, and the man turned into a billowing black mist and pounced on the two of the puppets.

The two puppets just stood in place, as if aware of the danger coming, and suddenly rose into the air.

A puppet sacrificed the magic weapon in his hand, and a pot of flower blue spun in the air, emitting a dazzling light.

The other puppet waved a feather fan in his hand, and the surroundings were warm and hot, and a huge fireball fluttered and turned.

Seeing that the black-robed man took the lead in setting an example, Zhou Yin also released two long swords and flew towards the other two puppets respectively.

The two late-stage foundation building monks dragged four puppets at once.

The remaining puppets happened to be entangled by Dongfang Zimo and others one by one.

The Eight Immortal Array, which originally made the majority of monks terrifying, was actually dissolved by the six of them.