The Ghost Ink River is inconspicuous in many places near Broken Yan Mountain, there are low peaks on all sides, the aura is not vigorous, there is no special spiritual thing, and few people come in ordinary times.

In the middle of the mountain peaks, a large river flows, gradually disperses into many trickles, and finally flows into the ground, merging into a large swamp-like area, as soon as the weather is hot, a gray miasma will rise, birds and beasts are difficult to cross, and people and animals do not exist.

For monks, this miasma can even affect the manipulation of mana, so basically no one likes to come here.

But if that's all it takes, it's not a dangerous forbidden place.

I don't know when, some monks strayed into it, and suddenly found that in the swamp of the river valley, there are actually many gratuitous demons and ghosts, under the cover of the miasma, there is no irradiation of the sun's rays, these demons and ghosts, extremely rampant, ordinary qi cultivators, can not hold on here for a moment or three, they will be divided by these demons and ghosts on the spot, extremely dangerous.

Since then, the world has known the true mystery of this ghost ink river.

At first, some people thought there was a treasure in it and wanted to find out.

But these demons and ghosts, innumerable, inexhaustible, once the miasma rises, it will gush out from under the swamp for no reason, as if endless, tired can also exhaust the monk to death.

And after killing these demon spirits and ghosts, there will be no gain, but when the demon spirits and ghosts die, the evil qi that escapes will aggravate the generation of miasma here.

Over time, the hinterland of the Ghost Ink River has been full of miasma all year round, and no one wants to come anymore.

Some people once speculated that under the swamp of this Ghost Ink River, there would be a mass grave from a long time ago, where countless creatures died tragically, so there were endless demons and ghosts here.

But no one has really explored the depths of the earth, so this kind of speculation can only be a guess.

Song Chengji took the three of them, and after three days of traveling, he finally arrived near the Guimo River, and even made two circles on the way, according to Song Chengji's words, this was to prevent someone from seeing them and seeing their purpose.

Perhaps because of prudence, all the way to the Ghost Ink River, nothing happened, and it was very calm.

Just looking at the vast low mountain range at his feet, somewhere in the middle seemed to be shrouded in a thick gray fog, Zheng Jingyue was a little puzzled, there didn't seem to be any special terrain here, was it really as dangerous as rumored?

Especially like that kind of haunted place where ghosts and demons come out, generally speaking, there will be a place of imbalance between yin and yang with strong yin qi and unbalanced yang qi, but this place seems to have been moved by someone with great mana out of thin air to create a miasma land, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Zheng Jingyue secretly expressed her doubts to Wang Zhong, and after Wang Zhong thought about it, he replied: "There may be something special about the formation of the environment here, but it should have nothing to do with Song Chengji and others, because this is definitely not what they can do." And our purpose is just Qiu Tizi on Duan Kongming's body who is hiding here, and the rest is not important, the environment is complicated, just be careful. ”

Zheng Jingyue thought about it, Song Chengji also built the foundation and cultivated in the later stage, this ghost ink river is also two or three hundred miles in radius, give him a hundred years, it is estimated that he will not be able to do such a situation.

The group fell into the light, followed the river, and slowly entered the Ghost Ink River.

"This river was originally called the Kangju River in the upper reaches, the land on both sides is fertile, and it is a habitable place, but after entering this mountainous area, this section is called the Ghost Ink River because of miasma and ghosts. ”

Along the river, the four of them walked quickly on the top of the grass and trees, and while advancing, Song Chengji continued to explain the situation in the vicinity to everyone, in fact, it was more of an explanation to the two of them, which seemed very stable and normal.

"After entering this mountainous area, miasma will appear from time to time, up and down in height, shallow concentration, etc., irregularly, especially after reaching the swamp, miasma is everywhere. ”

"After years of accumulation and evolution, this miasma is now very difficult for monks, not to mention rotting people's flesh and blood, but also bad monks' external mana fluctuations, if you continue to fly in, I am afraid that unpredictable changes will occur, so let's follow this river and walk on the ground. ”

"First, we can at least always discern the direction along the river, and second, when the river is not exhausted, the miasma on both sides of the river is relatively the least frequent, and our trouble is smaller. Of course, once you get to that swampy area, it's useless. ”

The mountains are undulating, the big river is on the side, the water is rolling, although Song Chengji's voice is not loud, but in this empty environment, it is very clear.

When Wang Zhong heard this, his heart moved, and he hurriedly asked on the side: "Song Daoyou, listening to you say this, you can still discern the direction along the river, can it be that after entering it, you will be completely lost?"

Song Chengji's heart froze when he heard this, but there was nothing abnormal on his face, and he flew in front to lead the way, and no one could see the change in his expression.

However, in his heart, he felt more and more troublesome about this monk in the early stage of foundation building.

It's not that this person's cultivation is troublesome, but this person seems to be in the cultivation realm, and he has traveled to many places, and often he sometimes only misses a little bit of information before he can find the key.

In the Ghost Ink River, there is indeed an abnormal power, once you enter it, it will make people lose their sense of direction, and they will not be able to find their way back at all.

Even up and down, sometimes it is not clear, once you rush up and into the miasma layer, you will even lose the judgment of the up and down squares, and you don't know where you are going.

But he was originally going to wait until he got to the swamp, so that he could rely on the information gap to hold the two of them firmly, but he didn't expect that this Wang Zhong actually saw that something was wrong again.

Song Chengji hurriedly responded: "Wang Daoyou is really experienced, what he said is right, the depths of this Ghost Mo River are completely different from the outside world, because of the dense miasma, people can't discern the direction at all, so you must not disperse for a while, otherwise after you are separated, it will be difficult to get together again." ”

Just as Song Chengji's words fell, suddenly a hoarse ghost cry suddenly came from his side, and then, a ghostly shadow suddenly came out from the top of the tree he had just clicked, turned into a vicious grimace, and bit down on him.

The incident happened suddenly, and even Wang Zhong did not use his divine sense to expand his divine sense, so he did not find any trace of this thing in advance.

But Song Chengji didn't panic, just when the ghost was about to devour him, he shouted violently.

"Look for death!"

A mana aura that surrounded his body, like a beating flame, rose out of thin air on his body, like a flame shell, enveloping his whole body.

The flame shell was fierce, and the ghost bit on it, and suddenly stirred up layers of scenery, and after a while, with a roar, the ghost was blown apart, turned into light smoke, and floated in the air, but Song Chengji was unharmed.

Ge Xuan, who was behind him, suddenly exclaimed: "Song Dao's friendly methods have blown this ghost thing into something invisible in one fell swoop, and there is no chance of regeneration." ”

Wang Zhong and Zheng Jingyue also complimented them in a timely manner, and Song Chengji hurriedly said modestly: "Where, it's just a little ghost, and it can also deal with ordinary qi cultivation and become a monk, and it is as easy as a breeze to change you." ”

"But it's only been a short time since we entered, and there are ghosts infested, which means that the range of activities of these demons and ghosts is getting bigger and bigger, so we have to cheer up. ”

Everyone naturally agreed, but Wang Zhong had some doubts, the ghost just now, he saw that although the sneak attack came very suddenly, the threat should not be big.

According to his estimate, as long as the monks of the seventh or eighth level of Qi cultivation have a magic weapon in their hand, it is enough to deal with it, why would Song Chengji say that the monks of the ninth level of Qi cultivation can't resist it?

Could it be that there are any special means in the attack of this ghost that make it difficult for people to parry?

In addition, when this demon ghost appeared, there was no miasma here, and the ghost thing seemed to suddenly come out of the trees.

In the end, after the ghost thing died, the light smoke left behind was a little strange, Wang Zhongyuan thought that it would be one of the reasons for the formation of miasma, but he didn't expect that the trace of light smoke, when it fell on the trees and rocks, seemed to be absorbed into it, very weird.

But what Song Chengji said before, there is no explanation and description of this situation.

Moreover, Wang Zhong's previous inquiries in Broken Yan Mountain did not hear such detailed details.

"Could it be that after the development of this Ghost Ink River on its own, the new abnormality that appeared has not been seen by anyone before, so it has not been summarized?" Wang Zhong speculated in his heart while being ahead of the wind.

Originally, he was going to ask Song Chengji more, but the other party rushed forward to open the way, and he had to hurry up and follow without saying much.

After a few more moments, the flow of water in the river became smaller and smaller, and the river channel gradually disappeared, and the flowing water spread in all directions, a scene of Zeguo.

Song Chengji took the lead in falling down, pointing to the gray mist area of the shadow pupil in front of him and said: "The front is full of miasma, erection is uncertain, it is difficult to pass, we can only walk from the ground." ”

Wang Zhong immediately asked, "No matter what the miasma is, after entering the swampy area, you have to deal with it after all, what regulations does Brother Song have?"

Song Chengji shook his head and said: "I don't have a good way, I can only rely on cultivation to resist, it is precisely because of this, so before entering, we must try to preserve our strength, otherwise we will consume too much mana outside, and after entering the swampy area, we will not be able to deal with it." ”

When Wang Zhong heard this, he frowned slightly, Song Chengji's previous performance was very steady, like a battle-hardened veteran, but a monk with rich exploration experience knew that there was a miasma here, how could he not prepare for the miasma?

Wang Zhong was about to continue to ask, suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of crisis in his consciousness, he easily cut out with a hand knife, and the gray mana flashed away at the end of his blade, and a ghost suddenly came out of the void next to him, and before he could sneak attack, he was cut into two pieces with a knife.

And the scattered ghost bodies, as if they had lost their strange abilities, were like water vapor, slowly evaporating, and did not turn into that strange light smoke.

In this scene, Song Chengji and Ge Xuan's eyes sank, and a trace of uncertainty flashed in their hearts.

This person's mana, why is it so weird, when the knife appeared just now, it was obviously just the simplest way to use mana, but at the moment when the mana burst out, it gave the two of them a slightly hairy feeling.

Although neither of them wanted to admit that it was a kind of fear, this kind of suppression that seemed to be of a natural nature made both of them feel a very unspeakable feeling in their hearts.

And Wang Zhong, who stood to destroy the ghost shadow with one sword, finally understood why Song Chengji said that the ghost before, the monk of the ninth layer of qi cultivation could not stop it, because this ghost's sneak attack was actually nothing at all.

The real killing move turned out to be the ghost itself, which seemed to contain a special gloomy power, which could directly destroy people's mana and destroy people's bodies.

If the Qi cultivator is here, if the foundation is not enough, he will not be able to stop the invasion of this yin qi at all, and at the moment of being raided, it will affect the operation of mana, and even the sanity, and there will be no way to talk about resisting it later.

"It's really weird!" After slashing the ghost with a knife, Wang Zhong said in a deep voice.

Song Chengji and Ge Xuanleng paused for a moment, and hurriedly complimented: "Wang Daoyou is really hidden, and his mana is condensed to the point of sharpness, which is really rare." ”

The two of them didn't understand the characteristics of Xuanyuan's true solution, and thought that this was the result of Wang Zhong's dedication to condensing and polishing the true yuan's mana.

Because ordinary monks, even the disciples of Huoyuan Mountain, have never seen anyone who can condense mana to such a degree.

Now that they have a reasonable understanding, Wang Zhong will not explain this misunderstanding, and the secret of Xuanyuan's true understanding naturally cannot be easily revealed.

After a word or two, Song Chengji hurriedly said: "The ghosts here have begun to appear in droves, we all have to deal with it carefully, and we can't be slow when we walk through this area, everyone must be in good spirits." ”

Several people understood, and continued in the direction of the swamp.

Sure enough, almost every three or five steps along the way, there would be ghosts suddenly bursting out of the attack, sometimes from the mountains, rocks, grass and trees, sometimes from the miasma, suddenly bursting out, completely irregular.

Everyone can only deal with it passively, and they can't take the initiative to fight.

Fortunately, the cultivation of the four people is not bad, and these ghost things can only be regarded as a little trouble for them, and they cannot stop their footsteps.

After nearly half a day of trekking, the sound of the water from the side finally gradually ceased, that is, the river merged into the ground here, and the front should have reached the edge of the swamp.