Dao Yun initially estimated that during this period, many forces came to the distant skyrim one after another. The no-man's land, which was originally rarely crowded, was overcrowded for a while. If there was no one beside the little Taoist, he continued to deduce.

Gradually, the day passed. The forces with heads and faces in the Great Wilderness are basically there, and even many little-known small forces are also involved.

The little Taoist priest has a special physique, and as more and more people gather, no one pays attention to him here. Long Zaitian, Tong Ling, and Shang Cai stood silently behind Dao Yunchu, watching many forces walk into the fog.

To the surprise of the three of them, Dao Yunchu calculated another day, but still did not make any moves. The forces that were originally crowded with people all entered the Wuxu Ridge one after another. There were only a few latecomers, who came here and there.

Long Zaitian couldn't stand the slow and aimless stupid waiting, and an anxious look appeared on his face. He raised his arm and was about to interrupt Dao Yunchu's calculation, but Tong Ling hurriedly stopped in front of the little Taoist.

"Dog skin plaster, don't interrupt my scoundrel. "Xiaodao Tong has his hands on his waist, and he looks like a fierce milk.

Hearing the nickname Tong Ling gave him, Long Zaitian's face twitched. Remembering what Dao Yunchu said, an adult should not be like a child. He stumbled back his arm and continued to wait. Not long after, the little Taoist priest suddenly raised his head and stopped deducing.

"There are many auspicious people here, do you two insist on entering?" Dao Yunchu did not look back, and asked in a cold voice.

"Thank you Brother Dao for your kindness, Long Mou is bold if he doesn't have other skills. ”

Long Zaitian was reluctant to leave, and he knew that there would be no good things in it except for the conspiracy. He was mainly afraid of losing Dao Yunchu, a strong opponent, and since he lost to the little Daoist, he has been stubbornly vowing to win back a game.

"Where you dare to go at the beginning of Daoyunchu, why don't I dare to go. The beautiful man in white seems to be competing with the little Taoist.

Since the two of them were reluctant to leave, Dao Yunchu didn't say too much, took out two pills, one into his mouth, and one into Tong Ling's mouth. Then, he picked up the little Taoist boy with one hand and strode into the mist.

Shang Cai and Long Zaitian were not to be left behind, each took out a pill and took it, and followed Dao Yunchu away. Soon, the dark green meadow outside the fog completely returned to its former tranquility.

This mist was mixed with miasma, and there was even a hint of yin qi. The spiritual consciousness of the cultivator is disturbed here, and the room for use is limited.

But the visual range of the four people's eyes is also pitiful, less than two feet away. The already mysterious place is now covered with a strange feeling.

Not long after entering the fog, Long Zaitian and the man in white lost their sense of direction. The little Taoist priest in front of him was familiar with the road and walked quickly.

The two of them also didn't know if the person leading the way really knew the route or if they were walking around. But at this point, they had to follow carefully. The group of four people walked quickly in this phantom white mist, and they couldn't see anything around them, only the sound of footsteps.

Dao Yunchu had carefully calculated, although he didn't calculate what exactly was here, but he deduced the topography of this misty area. With the difference in the color of the grass and the thinness of the grass, he accurately penetrated into the white world.

Along the way, the four of them kept hearing the cries for help from the cultivators who had lost their way and panicked. Sometimes, you can even hear a group of people shouting loudly.

"Scoundrel, won't you save them?" asked Tong Ling in a whisper.

"To keep them here is to save them, at least not to put their lives in danger. Dao Yunchu replied coldly and continued to move forward.

The deeper you go into this white area, the fewer calls for help there become. It seems that there are very few people who have actually entered the depths of the fog. As the crowd went deeper into it, the pitch-black grass under their feet gradually turned into black earth with nothing.

At this time, the little Taoist priest looked around and hesitated slightly, still judging the direction by the color difference of the black earth and continued to move forward. I don't know how long it took, and the white world ahead was shrouded in a faint yellow rhyme.

"There's light ahead. Long Zaitian said in surprise, they had been walking in this fog for an unknown amount of time, and they could not see any other color except the white mist. Now there was a glimmer of light, and he was very surprised and excited.

"Don't rejoice too soon, it's not necessarily a good thing that something different suddenly appears in this deserted place. Xiao Daotong splashed a basin of cold water.

"It doesn't matter if he's good or bad, I'm afraid of suffocating in the sky. Since there is a light that is either a human or a ghost, as long as you can fight, it is better than being idle and boring like this. Long Zaitian didn't care, but looked excited.

"When I went over and looked into it, I knew that it was a human and a ghost. Shang Cai's eyes were also shining, and although Dao Yunchu did not speak, his pace under his feet was significantly faster.

"A group of militants. Tong Ling snorted coldly.

Soon, the yellow glow became brighter and brighter, and the mystery in the white mist was about to be revealed. The four of them continued to push through the fog and approach the place where Huang Yun approached, and the scope of that faint light gradually widened.

Finally, a large piece of Huang Yun revealed the true face of Lushan. It's not something peculiar, it's just a town with yellow fire, just the effect of being reflected in the fog.

This town is surrounded by water, the fog in the town is relatively thin, among which the wooden houses and attics are scattered and orderly, and each street is interspersed with slate stone roads and small bridges and flowing water, which is really the characteristic of the water town.

Unbelievably, both the streets of the town and the attics of some wooden houses are lit up with dim lights. The streets were bleak and deserted, and from time to time one or two cautious figures hurried by.

"Be careful, everyone, how can a small town suddenly appear, there is no human activity here. Tong Ling's little face was full of doubts and cautious looks.

"Are they humans or ghosts?" the dragon looked out in the distance, unable to discern through the faint mist, those cold shuttle figures.

"Go in and you'll know. Shang Cai was fearless and spoke simply and clearly. Dao Yunchu was silent, and got up and ran directly to the town.

A stone bridge runs over the creek and leads to the main street of this eerie town. The two followed the little Taoist priest all the way to the bridgehead, where there is a stone tablet, on which there are several blood-red characters "Xuyin Town".

Long Zaitian glanced at the stone tablet and his eyes were cold, who would take such an obscure name as a normal person. He once guessed that it was really a ghost living inside. They paused slightly, then without hesitation, stepped across the small bridge and entered the town of Xuyin.

The main street of the town was desolate, and from time to time a yin wind blew through it, and the three strong men immediately protected their bodies with spiritual power. At this time, Tong Ling, who was under the protection of Dao Yunchu, had a little belly gurgling, and she shyly buried her little head in the arms of the little Taoist.

In the distance, a sneaky figure appeared again, speeding through the street. The dragon's figure flashed in the sky, and when he reappeared in front of the three of them, a big hand held the sneaky figure.

Everyone saw that this figure was pale and frightening, without any vitality at all. But his eyes were full of horror, and his whole body trembled with fear.

"What the hell are you a human or a ghost? "Long Zaitian sensed that the person in his hand was full of yin energy.

"Ahh ”

The man kept talking, as if begging the four to spare his life. But his mouth was slurred, almost all in tone.

The dragon pinched the man's mouth in the sky and was surprised to find that his tongue had already been cut out. At this time, a dark wind rose again, and the eyes of the captured people widened in panic.

The wind blew, and his face immediately condensed into frost, turning into an ice sculpture in a moment. The dragon was shocked and moved slightly, and the ice sculpture in his hand shattered to the ground. When the wind blew again, the ice ballast was blown clean.

"It's not a ghost, it's an ordinary person with such a heavy yin qi. The dragon exclaimed in the sky.

"It's not just an ordinary person, his tongue should have been deliberately cut out by a master. Shang Cai used his sword to master, and at a glance he could see that the tongue cut in Fang Cai's mouth was greasy.

"Why are there ordinary people here? and, depending on the situation, they are very familiar with the environment. ”

Dao Yunchu had more and more questions in his heart, and the person who had just hung up in the yin wind obviously knew the law of the yin wind. If he hadn't been caught by the dragon in the sky, he would have passed through this street safely.

Just then, another figure began to cross the street. The dragon was quick in the eyes of the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he caught this figure again. When he opened the man's mouth, his tongue was cut off, just like the one he had just done.