Fang Yuan and Luo Bingyun both entered the gray mist;

Huang Beiqian was slightly stunned, and the old man blushed and quickly followed.

The gray mist was like life.

Sensing that someone was walking in, it surged up, rolling and covering the three of them.

The gray mist contains an extremely terrifying aura, and if a mortal is contaminated by these mist, the essence blood will definitely be sucked dry and turned into bones and die.

The white bones will become part of the skeleton soldiers, and from then on they will hide in the Lonely Soul Path and will never be reincarnated again.

However, Fang Yuan and the three of them were immortal cultivators, and their bodies and souls had all been transformed, so they naturally would not be afraid of this gray mist.

After entering the fog area, the three of them all had a flash of light, and each of them used their own means of protection.

Huang Beiqian waved his hand.

Nine palm-sized jade plaques engraved with runes were released, and the upper, middle and lower layers of the surrounding body circled to form a large mobile protective array.

The protective array emitted a stream of red light, and as soon as the gray mist touched these red lights, it immediately emitted a corrosive sound of "zizi", and then a strange black smoke came out, and a faint sound of pain.

The other gray mist did not dare to invade the red light again, but only dared to hover outside the red light.

Luo Bingyun released a white snow lotus that hovered above his head.

The bottom of the snow lotus emitted a large mobile light mask barrier, which was white and crystal into a cylindrical shape, excluding all those gray mist and unable to get close to Luo Bingyun for half a minute.

The two of them each displayed their protective treasures, but Fang Yuanfeng was light, and he just pointed his fingertips to the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately, Fang Yuan's body emitted a layer of light blue light, and he didn't use any magic weapon at all.

And when those gray mist approached Fang Yuan's body, it would be as if they had encountered some terrifying existence, and they fled in all directions.

Fang Yuan's body immediately vacated a clear place the size of several zhang.

This strange scene naturally surprised Huang Beiqian and Luo Bingyun, but they didn't ask without interest.

It is inconvenient for ordinary people to inquire about the means and treasures of the monks.

Thinking that Fang Yuan dared to provoke the two major sects in the main hall, the two of them were also relieved.

No one has three nails, how dare you pick the beam?

Fang Yuan walked in front of himself, ignoring the consternation of the two.

It's not like he wants to behave in front of the two;

It's that there is no need to hide behind, and it's not that I don't have that strength, so there's no need to coax me at all.

Walking in front like this, if you encounter any danger that you can't resist, you can carry Luo Bingyun and run!

As for those blue lights, in fact, he blessed the power of his divine soul on the green beads, so that Xiao Qing emitted them, and he originally wanted to dispel the gray mist around Zhangyu, and these gray mist was so frightened that he ran so far that he didn't expect it.

Maybe it's because Xiaoqing has been drooling and staring at the slightest remnant soul in the mist, always wanting to devour it.

These mist containing remnant souls are naturally not stupid, and they will not be sent to Xiaoqing's mouth by themselves.

Fang Yuan didn't let Qing Zhu devour these subtle remnant souls, because it was not very useful, but it was a waste of time.

Ever since he walked into the gray mist, Fang Yuan had completely let go of his divine sense, in case he was attacked by some unknown danger and was defenseless.

Although the divine consciousness was blocked by this strange gray fog to the extent that there was only more than ten zhang left, it was better than nothing, it was much better than directly observing with both eyes, and the gray fog here was extremely thick, and it was impossible to see clearly even a zhang away as far as the eye could see.

However, the path taken by the black-robed man who entered the gray mist first was very easy to follow in this thick fog.

Because a wide passage that is much lighter than the surrounding fog is in front of you, and you can clearly distinguish it with the naked eye.

Fang Yuan and the three of them could just move along this foggy passage.

Fang Yuan didn't care anyway.

The more powerful the parasol, the better it is for him, and it is better to kill the Skeletron directly, so as to save him from attacking again.

Anyway, it's naturally beneficial to those of them who follow up.

traced the path of the black-robed man, and Huang Beiqian's originally tense heart relaxed a lot.

"With the person from the Cangxuan royal clan opening the way in front, we will have a lot of peace of mind."

Luo Bingyun's brows also stretched a lot slightly, and then said,

"The parasol was really powerful that day, and the speed of the man's movement was not slow."

Fang Yuan just nodded slightly, didn't say anything, and continued to walk forward.

The speed of the march of the three of them was not very fast, because the ground under their feet was potholed and uneven.

Fang Yuan also looked down at the uneven things on the ground.

They were like barnacles, with unidentified objects wriggling inside the carapace, and mist coming out of them.

Just bulldoze these barnacles? Definitely!

These barnacles seem to be all over the ground, not only on the ground, but also on the sky of the promenade.

And they only have their heads emerging from the ground, and most of them are buried deep in the white jade, unless all the white jade slabs are removed.

However, there are forbidden formations on all four walls, and this method will not work at all.

I don't know how long I walked like this, but I didn't know how long I walked, but I didn't panic along the way.

The three of them unconsciously followed the path of the black-robed man into the depths of the gray mist.

The fog also gradually turned black from the beginning of gray.

Over time.

The hearts of the three of them were slightly irritable, after all, the end was far away, and the expectation of not knowing the destination was the longest and the most irritable.

"Quack"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded at Fang Yuan's feet;

Thinking that something was going on, Huang Beiqian and Luo Bingyun both nervously sacrificed their weapons.

Huang Beiqian even urged the magic weapon in his hand, looked at Fang Yuan and asked anxiously,

"Ma Daoyou, what's the matter? Is there a hostile attack? ”

Luo Bingyun also looked at Fang Yuan nervously, the long sword in his hand was already buzzing, and he was about to attack at any time.

Fang Yuan was also startled by this sudden sound, and suddenly stopped, lowering his head and taking a look.

"It's okay, I just stepped on a bone."

Fang Yuan waved his hand at the two of them, indicating that there was no danger, and then leaned down to look at the bones on the ground.

Huang Beiqian and Luo Bingyun behind him also surrounded them curiously.

Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he returned to normal, and moved the foot that was stepping on the skeleton away.

Underfoot, it's just a pile of bones.

It is also wrapped in a layer of glittering blue armor, and the luster it exudes is very extraordinary.

Next to the bones, there was also a broken sword that was broken into several pieces, the metal texture was clearly visible, and the spirit on it still existed.

I don't know which hapless monk fell here.

This person has turned into white bones, and he thinks he has been dead for many years, but the luster of the bones is still lingering with a trace of source qi, and his cultivation must not be low.

The path of cultivation is like this, and we must look down on life and death.

As a monk, you don't know when you will fall, and you will either be killed by enemies, devoured by strange beasts, or die on various ruin battlefields.

When the scenery is beautiful, the scenery is naturally infinite, and the corpse wilderness is also a normal phenomenon.

Sometimes the end of a monk is even more tragic than that of ordinary people.

The monk's soul has now become a part of the gray mist, and it is difficult to re-enter the path of reincarnation.

This skeleton didn't turn into a skeleton for some reason, could it be because of the armor it was wearing?

Fang Yuan casually glanced at the other two.

Luo Bingyun's beautiful cheeks turned slightly pale;

Seeing Fang Yuan looking at her, he just nodded slightly, and then said lightly,

"Senior, why didn't this skeleton turn into a skeleton soldier?"