Standing on the high hill, looking at the pool of red water-like clouds under his feet, there is a feeling of dizziness in his mind from time to time, these red clouds and mist look gorgeous and dazzling under the sunlight, rolling into clouds, covering the sky and the sun, covering the whole valley tightly, only in the middle of the valley, three trees are towering like clouds, through the fog covering, like three islands in the flood, the branches and leaves are hooked like jasper.

The red mist could not be entangled, stacked into clouds, but it was blocked by the stone walls of the valley, imprisoned here, and only by standing on the top of the mountain, Ji Qiang could feel a trace of comfort.

Ji Qiang was on duty here for four hours, looking at this large area of red mist, his heart palpitated, although the mist was beautiful, but it could devour people's lives.

He is a martial cultivator of the innate realm, in the first few days of arriving in Linshui Village, there are more than a dozen martial cultivators in the same realm, but now there is only himself and another brother left, because the two of them need to take turns to stick to the sentry, so they have not been assigned the task of entering the crypt, as for those brothers who entered the crypt, no one has ever appeared again.

Knowing that he would die, but those people still did not hesitate to drill into the red mist and go deep into the crypt, he was also very helpless, he secretly thought to himself, if one day it was his turn to enter this valley, to go or not to go, hesitated for a long time, he knew that his final choice was to go, the clan is here, only then can there be a family and a life, just with his own innate strength, to the great wilderness to the demon beast is not even a snack, so, every clan will have the idea that the interests of the clan are above all else.

Ji Qiang sat on a huge stone, behind him was the long-lost warm sun, shining on his body, dragging out a long light and shadow, he faced the valley, sighed, the young patriarch has been in the crypt for five hours, if he doesn't come out again, even the Great Witch Sacrifice Dao will personally go deep into the crypt.

In the past few days, Ji Dao has actually gone deep into the crypt more than once, but this matter has only spread in a small area and has not been publicized. He even rescued several clansmen from the crypt, all of them had mutated, their bodies were red like demons, and their bodies were huge like beasts.

With such a noble status as the Great Witch Priest and the Young Patriarch, he was able to go to the crypt to investigate the whereabouts of the clansmen, so what qualifications did an ordinary martial cultivator like himself have to refuse the task?

Ji Qiang's thoughts suddenly brightened, and the red mist in his vision did not seem to be so dangerous, suddenly, the red mist surged up like a tide, he quickly stood up and looked at the canopy in the distance, the three giant trees really shook, and it was obvious that someone had escaped from the crypt again.

Ji Qiang hurriedly blew the horn and passed the news out, just about to organize a rescue, he saw from a distance that Ji Wenming had split the fog, Shi Shiran walked out, and there seemed to be a series of loot dragging behind him.

Hearing the sound of the horn, Ji Dao also hurriedly set off, rushing from Linshui Village to the periphery of the forbidden land, after Ji Wenming set off, he has been calculating the time, while dealing with affairs, contacting the clan to send a witchcraft-level master, while planning a rescue plan, while waiting for the news of Ji Wenming.

At this moment, the horn finally sounded, presumably Ji Wenming came out, this crypt, apart from himself, this is the first time that someone escaped alive.

When he arrived, Ji Wenming also happened to drag dozens of tightly bound demon beasts to the foot of the mountain, and he waved his arms and said loudly: "Master Witch Priest, I'm back!"

It's only a few tens of feet away, but his voice is isolated by the fog, it seems distant and ethereal, Ji Dao nodded to him, and fell to the bottom of the cliff, only then did he see clearly, he was like a rat dragging an egg, and the string of loot dragged behind him turned out to be beast-turned-humans,

Ji Wenming said: "Master Witch Priest, fortunately, I found the whereabouts of some clansmen, but they have been trapped in the crypt for many days, infected by the poison of blood, and they have all turned into demons and beasts, and I don't know if they can recover!"

Ji Dao looked at Ji Wenming, and then looked at the string of clansmen behind him who had more than ten beast changes, and was excited, he went deep into the crypt several times, but he rescued two or three clansmen, but this child actually rescued more than ten people, how deep does this go underground to find so many people!

He said with relief: "Good boy, it's good for you to come back! Whether these clansmen can be saved or not depends on how fast we can crack the blood poison!"

Ji Wenming nodded and said, "Master Witch Priest, I still have a few more news, do you want to hear the good or the bad?"

Ji Wenming came back alive, and he was so naughty, which made Ji Dao laugh, and he said to Ji Qiang: "Xiao Qiang, organize the villagers to pull these beast clansmen back and settle down!" Then, he reached out and grabbed Ji Wenming's arm, and the wind flew away, while saying: "The good and the bad have to be heard, it seems that sending your kid deep into the crypt is really the right step, you really have a lot of discoveries?"

In addition to these news, Xi Wenming also told the whole story that the body of the witch could be condensed with the help of blood mist, without concealment, and even contributed two of the five demon skins he harvested to Ji Dao for research.

The mountain cliff forbidden land is dozens of miles away from Linshui Village, but under the spell of Ji Dao, but in just a moment, he has returned to the clan hall, Ji Dao held the two demon skin bags handed over to him by Ji Wenming, and looked carefully, this thing looks like a boiled bird egg, pink and translucent, soft and elastic when pinched, it is difficult to believe by the appearance alone, this is the skin of a creature.

Afraid that Ji Dao would not believe it, Ji Wenming took out a few blood essence ores from his arms and handed them to Ji Dao and said, "Master Witch Priest, you try it, this thing can absorb the energy of the spar and restore it to its original state." ”

Ji Dao put the spar in the palm of his hand, a demon skin bag was really active, and it wrapped the spar with a slight jump, and then slowly swollen and expanded, and in a moment, the demon skin pouch became three feet in size as if inflated, and it was still indistinguishable above the mist, but at this moment, under the sunlight, this skin bag was blood-red all over, only the torso, no limbs, and it looked very weird.

Sensing the breath of the living people around him, once this demon ghost recovered, he followed his instinct to pounce on the weakest one of them, and Ji Wen's fate turned into a true fire elemental force, and with a slight stab, the skin was damaged and a hole was broken, and a pure blood poisonous mist spread along the loophole......

It's just that these poisonous fogs may be unpredictable for ordinary people, but once they get out of the crypt, they become sourceless water, and the innate martial arts cultivators can resist it, not to mention the two of them.

With a wave of his sleeves, he dispelled this bloody and poisonous mist, and then pinched the demon and said, "This thing is afraid of fire?"

Although the demon ghost regained its instinct, but at this moment, Ji Dao imprisoned it with his divine sense, and it seemed to be pinched in his hand, but in fact, it was already isolated from the surrounding space, and it instinctively felt that Ji Dao's mana was boundless, so it was very frightened and did not dare to move at all.