It's a little easier......

It seems that Xiaonan and Cuigu Mountain are both people who have come once, and last time the two of them had just entered the formation for more than half of the time, and they already had middle-level demon spirits and low-level demon spirits had already appeared, forcing the two of them to retreat helplessly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But now, so many people have come in, and they have even entered the core area, but just a few batches of zombies, plus the three-headed mid-level demon spirit blocked it, it is really not like words.

It's just that, except for the two of them, others may not think like this.

After all, after a few battles, they were already quite thrilling, and those who almost lost their lives would not think like this, but for the words of a supernatural realm, there was still no one to refute it.

But this is indeed the case, everyone just walked forward two or three feet away, and Yang's footsteps suddenly stopped.

And the people of Cuigu Mountain also had a solemn face, and the celestial astrolabe in his hand was full of inspiration: "It's here!"

"Coming?"

Everyone's faces froze, this is coming?

Yes, it did, and the dense fog that had been condensed like cow's milk suddenly began to surge again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, a huge pressure began to fall on everyone.

"Shhh

Xun Yitai took a light breath, looked around, and couldn't help but shrink his neck;

The few psychics next to him were almost the same at the moment, feeling this sudden abnormal change, their faces were solemn, and they couldn't help but look up at the green light above their heads.

Seeing that the green light was the same as before, and there were no abnormal changes, I was slightly relieved.

As if Xiaonan shrunk his neck and lowered his head, he casually glanced at his feet, only to see that it was originally a pitch-black land, and at some point, it had been covered with a layer of faint frost.

At the same time, this layer of faint frost seems to continue to become thicker.

"It looks like the big boss is coming!" Xiao Nan couldn't help but shrink his neck again, looked around, and the horror knife in his hand was unconsciously clenched a little tighter.

Soon, the people around him also vaguely felt this change, and one by one they began to drive the spiritual power in their bodies to drive away this cold.

It is as if Xiao Nan is just a Vajra Realm, and his own spiritual power is a big level worse than that of others, and this spiritual power is relatively weak; after driving two laps, he has not seen a significant improvement, and gradually even on his brows, a thick frost began to faintly appear.

Seeing that a pair of pitch-black and straight sword eyebrows had turned into two white eyebrows, under the invasion of this chill, it seemed that Xiao Nan only felt that his whole body was about to stiffen.

At this moment, the light above his head finally rose suddenly, from a little bean to a flame, the size of a chestnut.

With the emergence of this flame, in this green lantern protective circle, a warmth slowly rose, under the effect of this warmth, it seemed that Xiaonan only felt that the cold on his body gradually receded, and in his sight, the thick frost on the ground also quickly dissipated as if it was the first to come suddenly.

The psychic realm next to him also breathed a long sigh of relief at this time, the severe cold had already made everyone's spiritual power a little uncomfortable, and now that they were finally freed, the originally somewhat sluggish spiritual power instantly became smooth.

Just when everyone was relieved, suddenly Na Yang snorted lightly, and above the flames, several fire dragons suddenly appeared, protecting everyone in the middle.

And just as those few fire dragons were able to protect everyone, six or seven white mist suddenly crashed in, just entangled with the fire dragon, and in an instant, countless mixed spiritual powers erupted above everyone's heads.

At the same time, a series of shadows from outside rushed in from the thick fog and attacked everyone.

This fire dragon was entangled with the white mist, so that the space that was originally a few zhang was also shrouded in a faint mist, and these rigid demon wolves and cold iron corpses attacked, but they caught everyone off guard.

A master of the psychic realm who guarded the mansion hurriedly slashed down a demon wolf with a knife, but he didn't expect a black light to rise next to him, and stabbed him in the chest like a ghost.

Just when he was terrified, an extremely sharp knife light rose up behind him, cutting off the withered arm like lightning, and at the same time, the knife light turned, and with a "tearing" sound, he easily cut most of the neck of the cold iron corpse that was close to him.

Looking at the cold iron-armored corpse in front of him with his head hanging on the side with a layer of skin and falling backwards, the psychic realm master only felt that his vest was sweaty, and he glanced back at Yi Xiaonan, who had just put away the knife, and nodded gratefully.

Just breathed a sigh of relief here, but there was a miserable howl next to it, and everyone looked in horror, only to see that Xun Yitai was not so lucky, at this time, on the thigh, blood was spurting everywhere, and a large piece of meat was missing from the thigh.

It turned out that Xun Yitai had just killed a cold iron corpse that pounced, but he didn't expect a demon wolf to pounce from below, and was bitten on the thigh, tearing off two or three catties of flesh.

When Chichengzi next to him saw it, he hurriedly waved his knife forward and protected Xun Yitai.

Fortunately, Xun Yitai is still in the psychic realm after all, just a turn of magic, the blood on the thigh will be stopped, but his face is pale, and he has no combat power;

The people of Cuigu Mountain, who had not made any moves over there, looked at the scene in front of them, and also shouted angrily and no longer kept it, and threw the compass in his hand towards the top of his head, and a layer of star tents instantly fell, enveloping everyone, and at the same time, a circle of dozens of wind blades instantly inspired and protected everyone's body, cutting a group of rigid one-horned demon wolves that broke into pieces.

As the star tent fell, the already fragile white mist was instantly dispersed, and everything returned to normal again, as if the crisis had just been hallucinated.

Looking at the dense fog in front of him, Na Yang's expression gradually became serious, and the Cuigu Mountain people on the side also frowned at this time, looking in a certain direction, a flash of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Na Yang next to him suddenly sighed and said slowly: "Since you're here, why don't you come out to talk?"

Listening to the words of the first person in the cultivation realm, everyone suddenly felt that this vest was tight, who was the mansion master talking to?

Just when everyone was terrified, the dense fog like cow's milk in front of them suddenly slowly parted on both sides, revealing a path about three feet wide.

This path is unfathomable, and when everyone looks at it, they see a white expanse.

Since there is a road, there are naturally people...

At some point, at the end of the path, a white figure quietly appeared, walking slowly towards this side...