In the undulating mountains, the hundred-meter giant tower, the whole body of the black demonic qi lingered, as if there were about to be gods and demons from ancient times.

The ancient trees of the beast forest are towering and dense, the mountain peaks are undulating and the height is very different, and the abnormality of the stone tower has not attracted much attention.

It's just that the trees around the stone tower are withering and yellow, and they are dying!

The massive amount of demonic qi stored in his body, Bai Heming recovered from the exhaustion of demonic qi for the second time, and then shook the stone tower.

rumble

At a certain moment, this stone tower, which had existed in the beast forest for hundreds of years, finally collapsed under the super corrosion of the white crane.

Mountains and rocks rolled, dead trees uprooted, rolled down.

The white crane shouted and dodged the ghost, dodging the obstacle and smashing himself, and then flashed his figure downward.

After half an hour, the white crane roared to the foot of the mountain, looked for a place, recovered a little full of demonic energy, and then started to move away quickly.

Soon after he left, the loud noise attracted some forest adventurers, who watched in horror at the collapsed and crumbling stone tower.

Was it the legendary white snake that ran out?

Legends that have been circulating for hundreds of years kept flashing in their minds, and then, they took out communication jade pendants one after another to deliver the news here.

The white snake escaped from the beast forest!

Bai Heming didn't know all this, he had already delayed too much time.

Passing by a place full of thorns, the warriors who pursued him ambushed him again, but they were all killed by him.

Bai Heming's brows furrowed slightly, it is not a way to go on like this, he has been harassed by these warriors, and he is afraid that something will change.

Standing in place, Bai Heming pondered, thinking about how to solve the embarrassment in front of him.

"Boss, when are you coming back, they have all come back in East China. ”

The identity of the sect in the brain domain jade plate sent out a message, which made Bai Heming's heart tremble slightly.

East China, he knows, isn't it the handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes who traded with Gao Xing and them?

Taking out the identity jade plate, Bai Heming flicked his fingers, and a message was transmitted.

"How did they go back so fast?"

Bai Heming was delayed for three days in the matter of the stone tower and the pursuit, and the journey from the Beast Forest to Luo Ming Palace took six days.

How did they cut the time in half?

"They came back through the teleportation array of the Medicine King Valley!"

Medicine King Valley, unparalleled in the world's medical skills, Su Qianying's injury, Elder Bahu invited Li Taishou of Medicine King Valley.

Bai Heming's heart suddenly changed, and he put away the identity token, feeling urgent in his heart.

I was especially worried that Gao Xing and the others were not dead, and they also borrowed the Medicine King Valley.

He planned to change, and instead of going to Shita Town to see Shangguan Yudi, he directly changed direction and went straight to the Medicine King Valley.

Located in the northwest of the Beast Forest, the Valley of the Medicine King is a major sect in the cultivation world known for its medical skills.

The secret method of martial arts in them can kill people and save people, but they have a good reputation, especially among ordinary mortals.

The disciples in their sect, and the outer disciples who have not entered the realm of transformation patterns, will practice medicine in various towns to save people, and comprehend the secret techniques of the sect.

Their cultivation is very peculiar, they are not ancestral artifacts to construct human souls, they are cultivators who combine external objects like the families in the ancient jungle town.

Their foreign object is the elixir of heaven and earth, and according to legend, their ancestor is the Valley of the Medicine King, which was incarnated by a 10,000-year-old elixir.

Bai Heming traveled all the way, not hesitating to spend demonic energy, and hurried day and night.

A day later, at night, the white crane sang to a small high slope, and on the other side of the high slope was the boundary of the Yaowang Valley.

Seeing that he was approaching the Medicine King Valley, Bai Heming didn't want to disturb at night, so he meditated cross-legged on this high slope to recover his demonic energy.

"This little brother, are you alone?"

In this dark night, an old man appeared like a ghost, not far in front of Bai Heming without warning.

The old man was as thin as firewood, holding a dragon's head on crutches, and walked tremblingly towards the white crane.

"Who are you?" Bai Heming, who was sitting cross-legged, was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, and said in a deep voice.

"The residents of Yaowang Town under the old and decayed high slopes, the provincial relatives returned from afar, and when they saw Xiaoyou here, they wanted to ask Xiaoyou for some food and drink. ”

In the white crane's black pupils, a bright light erupted, shooting directly at the old man, and said with a smile, "Are you new to human beings not long ago?" ”

"How do you know?"

That's it. The old man suddenly felt that something was wrong, his eyes erupted with a cold chill, and he looked at Bai Heming, "You take my words?"

"Do you still use a trap, outside the night and night, ordinary humans can't survive, and your words reveal that you are not human!"

"Is that so?" the old man's face was full of doubts, and then his voice was still gloomy, "So what, you still have to be my nourishment!"

"Not necessarily. Bai Heming stood up and looked directly at the old man, "Just let me see what you are!"

"It's up to you!" the old man sneered, his whole being suddenly changed, all formed by a completely gray mist.

"I'm the god who spreads the plague in the world, you have just been infected with the plague, do you feel dizzy!"

The old man who turned into mist laughed, "Don't panic, quickly merge into me and become one with me!"

"It turned out to be a plague ghost clan that was spreading diseases, haven't you been wiped out?" Bai Heming's face remained unchanged, and he did not panic in the slightest.

Although this plague ghost clan is not one of the four major ghost clans, it does the most harm to mortals.

They make themselves strong by sporadic diseases, infecting humans.

To move casually is to slaughter a city, a town, and it is extremely ferocious.

Not only does it not coexist peacefully with humans, but it also uses humans as resources to strengthen itself.

A hundred years ago, he was strangled by the joint efforts of the cultivation world and almost wiped out the clan, but he didn't expect that a hundred years later, it would come out again.

"Damn humans, we are a great race, descendants of the plague god, how could we be exterminated!" the old man of the plague clan roared.

"Melt it for me!"

The old man turned into mist and rushed towards the white crane, who stood still, and a large amount of black gas suddenly came out of his body.

A massive amount of demonic energy rolled and roared, enveloping the gray mist in a few breaths.

"Ah, what kind of energy is this, that can corrode and burn my sick qi!"

In the gray mist, the old man's tearing screams sounded.

"Isn't the Dream Demon the basic food of your ghost clan, how could you not know this kind of energy?" Bai Heming thought strange.

"Stinky boy, you don't lie to me, although I have only been out of the mountain since I was born, but the corrosion of the dream demon is not the same as yours at all, and the toxin of the dream demon is not burned!"

The old man roared in the mist,

"Hurry up and let me go, there are my companions around here, otherwise you will die without a place to bury!"

"It's a dry tongue!"

Bai Heming's eyes were cold, and he increased his demonic energy, and soon the mist was corroded.

Peng

An old man with two human-sized appearances fell in front of Bai Heming.

The old man was no longer alive, and his whole body was as hideous as the bark of a withered tree.