There was a hoarse and miserable howl in his ears, Xiao Yueming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly observed the scene ahead, only to see that the treasures that were originally snatched by the warriors were now taken out of their arms with extremely frightened faces and thrown to the ground, and those originally colorful and priceless treasures all faded and decayed rapidly, and all kinds of dust on the surface turned into golden mist, circling and devouring in the entire Longyang Jade Hall, and those warriors were fighting with frightened faces!

"Sure enough, the Longyang Jade Hall, which seems to be full of priceless treasures, is a complete trap, every piece of equipment and spiritual herb elixir here has actually been decayed and rotted long ago, but it is only attached to the surface by those golden mist that has the same ability to change color as the chameleon, which forms the original illusion!"

"And the piercing buzzing sound just now is a signal to wake up the fog on the surface of these instruments, and it can be seen that the predecessors have made a lot of money in order to arrange the mechanism here!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yueming's gaze passed through the people who were shrouded in golden mist and were constantly struggling and wailing, only to see that the copper door that was originally open was closed tightly at this time, and there were still traces of the Dao formed by the palm prints of various weapons on the copper door!

Su Lan hid behind Xiao Yueming, and also saw the closed bronze door, and couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart:

"Yueming, now even the only exit is closed, although this Longyang Jade Hall is very large, but those terrible golden mist are not a few, if it goes on like this, we are trapped here, there will always be a time when we are physically exhausted, is it possible, are we really going to die here today?"

Looking at Su Lan's somewhat trembling body, Xiao Yueming knew that Su Lan was just a woman after all, so she was naturally very afraid of these extremely ferocious golden mist, even Xiao Yueming herself, as a last resort, didn't want to provoke them.

Holding Su Lan's cold jade hand, Xiao Yueming said in a deep tone:

"Don't worry, there is no way to be endless, the organs of the main hall were arranged thousands of years ago, and now that such a long time has passed, it is inevitable that these delicate mechanisms will not have any damage loopholes. ”

"Looking at the attack method of those golden mist, it seems that it will only attack the spirit grass people who have touched the instrument, fortunately we have never touched the treasure on the circular ladder pagoda, and it is safe for the time being, but we can't be careless. ”

The beautiful eyes under Su Lan's linen robe looked at the back of the man in front of her obsessively, and the broad shoulders brought her a sense of relief.

With the piercing buzzing sound passed, the entire Longyang Jade Hall could be described as chaos, those great opportunities that could have made people soar into the sky, but now they have become the sickles of evil ghosts, wantonly harvesting everyone's lives, pulling them from above the green clouds into the boundless hell!

With the timely reminder of Gray Cloud, although the Four Saints of Gushan and Meilin were fighting with the golden mist at this time, they were fine, and the other martial artists were not as lucky as them, only to see that the five masters who were flying towards the second-rate realm that had closed the bronze door had also fallen to the ground one after another, running towards the place where they had not yet been shrouded in the golden mist, but two of them had failed to discover the abnormality of the treasure in their arms in time, and had already been hit!

"No! no, the old man's spiritual grass!

Taiquan held a spiritual grass that had completely withered in his hand, and roared to the sky with a miserable and angry face, these elixirs that can increase the strength of the martial artist's posture are the things that Taiquan dreams of, and now he finally got them, but in the blink of an eye, his martial arts dream not only came to naught, but even brought himself a killing disaster, which was a blow to Taiquan, it was simply ruined his martial arts future!

I saw that the golden mist attached to the spirit grass elixir, enveloping Taiquan's hand, was constantly gnawing, Taiquan's face was extremely hideous, although he suffered unimaginable suffering, but he was completely stunned, and he was unwilling to let go, if he had no chance to get the spirit grass in his life, maybe he could enjoy his old age in peace, but now God gave him this opportunity, but in the end it was a fatal joke, completely destroying Taiquan's original cracks, giving birth to the obsessive martial arts heart!

"Ahhh

I saw that Tai Quan's eyes were red, he roared in pain, the gap between his teeth oozed thin blood, and the palm holding a handful of spirit grass had been completely devoured by the golden mist, and those herbs that had been black and rotten were also scattered on the ground.

The middle-aged man in silk who was not far from Tai Quan's side saw that a large piece of flesh and blood on his right shoulder had completely disappeared, and he could even see the bloodshot pipa bone!

The middle-aged man was entangled in the golden mist, and he reacted quickly, directly tearing off the flesh and blood on his shoulder, and then he got out of the shroud of the golden mist and hugged his life!

There was a familiar roar in his ears, sweating profusely, and the middle-aged man in silk who was fighting with the golden mist heard the sound and saw Taiquan not far from him, his arm had been swallowed up to the big arm by the golden mist, if he didn't cut off the entire arm, he would inevitably die!

But at this time, Taiquan has gone crazy to see his appearance, some delirium, this situation, the middle-aged man in silk is very clear, it is a sign of going mad, the blood and blood of the whole body have been completely retrograde, if there is a person who is not weak at this time, to stabilize Taiquan's heart, mathematical and rational meridians, he may still have the possibility of survival, but now everyone is entangled in the golden mist to take care of themselves, and who can risk their lives to save Taiquan.

I saw Taiquan, whose meridians had been retrograde all over his body, his whole body was trembling violently, and then his red eyes spit out like a toad, his face suddenly tensed, a large mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth, and his body was like a stiff wooden stick, falling straight to the ground!

Tai Quan was lying on the white jade floor stained with blood, his eyes wide had lost their brilliance, and he let the golden mist eat away at his body, and he was indifferent, an ordinary second-rate realm master who was quite famous in the rivers and lakes died in this deep buried Longyang Jade Hall, until he was swallowed up by those golden mist, and he would not leave a trace at all!

This is the first second-rate realm master to die since entering the Qionghai Mountains and Forests, including the middle-aged man in silk, and the remaining four people saw Taiquan disappear inch by inch like grass under the shroud of golden mist, and their faces immediately deepened, if they really fought endlessly with these golden mist, they would also be buried in this hall like everyone else!

Compared with the masters of the second-rate realm, one Taiquan died and one middle-aged man in silk was injured, and the fate of those third-rate realm martial artists whose cultivation strength was far weaker than them was even more miserable!

The remaining twenty or so third-rate martial artists, under the attack of the golden mist at this time, there were only ten people left, these ten people were almost covered in blood, their faces were hideous, they didn't dare to fight in close quarters, for fear of being entangled by these golden mist, so they had to play a series of internal forces from afar, blocking the invasion of the golden mist!

Among them, the most injured is Zhao Gang, the clothes on this person's chest have been completely torn to shreds, and the exposed skin has been blurred with flesh and blood, because he kicked the utensils in the placket before, so he was entangled by the golden mist, fortunately, Zhao Gang has a very spicy personality, and he has no mercy on himself, and immediately pulled out a knife to cut off the flesh and blood that was eaten on his chest, and he was lucky to save his life!

In order to deal with the golden mist floating in the air, like sand and dust, everyone had to report to the group to keep warm, and fight the enemy together, seeing the gray clouds, the four saints of the ancient mountain and the black ghosts of Meilin, and the remaining four second-rate realm masters and ten third-rate realm martial artists, a total of twenty-three people, together against those golden mist that kept coming!

Every artifact on the circular ladder frame, every piece of alchemy material, and every spiritual herb elixir are attached to a cloud of golden mist, and all the mist of this day is gathered together, and the huge Longyang Jade Hall occupies as much as fifty percent, only to see that the golden mist in the sky is like sand and dust, surging in the hall, although the strength of everyone is strong, but in the special attack method of the golden mist, they are also a little difficult, and they have to be forced by the golden mist to the left corner of the circular ladder pagoda!

And Xiao Yueming and Su Lan have been hiding behind the circular ladder pagoda, observing the situation at the scene, this originally white and flawless, jeweled Longyang jade hall has completely turned into a hellish scene, the white Longyang jade floor is covered with stump corpses, and countless viscous blood, and the sky is floating with terrifying golden mist, which accounts for as much as half of the entire hall, these fogs have forced the dry gray clouds and those surviving warriors to the left corner of the circular ladder, but they can't move for a while。

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiao Yueming's eyes condensed slightly, and he thought a little in his heart, looking at the severed limbs of those corpses scattered on the ground, and said slowly:

"It seems that those golden mist will only attack and devour the people who have touched the treasures on the circular ladder, those living people with treasures will naturally be entangled by the golden mist, and those corpses that have died in the hands of the four saints of the ancient mountain and the black ghost of Meilin, there are some golden mist will not let go, but some dead corpses will not swallow them at will, it seems that when these golden mist are attached to the utensils, as long as the people who have touched it, whether it is a living person or a dead corpse, those golden mist will not let go!"