In the secret realm, Xiao Qi flew with Mu Ling Yufeng to a valley full of gray mist.

"Senior Brother Xiao, the distress charm should have come from around here, but these gray mist are a little weird, not like ordinary miasma, but it affects the divine thoughts, giving people a sense of discomfort!"

Xiao Qi knew that Mu Ling's identity was special, and she should also be tasked with guarding Zhuang Yiting.

Xiao Qidian smiled lightly: "Well, this gray mist is a little weird, it's better for you to stay here, maybe Senior Sister Zhuang and Senior Brother Li Gui will also come over later, I'll go down and see who inspired the help charm."

Xiao Qi swallowed a poison avoidance pill, took precautions in advance, and then cast a spell to disperse the gray mist, saw the small river between the valleys, and looked at the entire valley with his Xuanwu spiritual eyes, but the water source was a little strange and unusual.

"Senior Brother Xiao, you have to be careful" Mu Ling said with concern, she really didn't plan to go down and risk herself.

Sword Emperor System: "Host, there is a faint demonic aura here, there should be a spatial gap nearby that can connect to the Demon Realm, there may be Demon Realm demon beasts from the spatial rift to this place, the host should be cautious!"

The Sword Emperor system also issued a rare warning.

Xiao Qi slowly fell into the river and disappeared, a transparent figure completely merged with the current, and went upstream.

In the underground stone cave, Mei Zhanhong and Feng Lin fought at a moment of crisis.

As a disciple of the Mei family, Mei Zhanhong is stronger than the average disciple of the same level in the sect in terms of fighting, and he is also a monk in the late stage of the fugue, and his cultivation is higher than Feng Lin, so he completely has the upper hand at this time.

Suddenly, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he broke off, "Don't tie your hands yet!"

"Boom", "boom" twice!

On the cold long sword, two white lights shot out, the speed was extremely fast, he didn't want to capture the opponent alive at all, after the sword qi flashed, the opponent was cut into three.

However, Mei Zhanhong's cruel smile froze, and the three corpses were like three pieces of wood, and the fractures were very neat, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

The opponent who has been fighting with him for a while is not flesh and blood, and it is obviously not the real body of the other party.

What kind of means is this, how can it be so realistic? Except that it does not manipulate the spirit weapon, it casts spells that are completely indistinguishable from real people.

"Where are you, come out for me!"

Mei Zhanhong's sleeves moved slightly, and an ice rope flew out of it, sweeping in all directions, pieces of ice and snow flew around, and the frost froze all around.

Shout!

A flame streamer flew in the distance, Mei Zhanhong didn't think about it, the ice rope shook, and the spirit weapon twisted and flew towards the red light in the air like an ice snake.

"Break!" came out of the firelight the delicate voice of a young girl, a little familiar.

A fire luan, fluttering its wings and carrying a huge wave of fire, rushed over with a fierce momentum.

The ice snake met the nemesis, Mei Zhanhong was afraid that the spirit weapon would be damaged, so he hurriedly withdrew his ice snake rope and shouted loudly: "Senior Sister Zhuang, you came just in time!"

Huoluan did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, and flew back behind Zhuang Yiting, the fire plume was brilliant and dazzling.

Zhuang Yiting stood with a sword in the firelight, a snow-white dress, a two-inch-wide cyan ribbon was tied on her thin waist, her skin was as smooth as jade, and the green silk light was recognizable, and she was beautiful.

Mei Zhanhong only glanced at it, as if he saw the girl shining all over her body, like a god.

Zhuang Yiting frowned slightly, and asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Mei, did you inspire the distress charm?"

Although this Mei Zhanhong is a little thick-skinned and a little hypocritical, he is not so bad that he can't even deal with the monsters and monsters in the secret realm of pothos, Zhuang Yiting has not noticed the strangeness here.

Mei Zhanhong, who has always paid attention to the demeanor of a disciple of the family, was a little out of shape, and quickly withdrew his obsessive eyes, covering up his viciousness when he was plotting against Feng Lin, and said:

"Senior Sister Zhuang, I have encountered some trouble, there are strange monsters here, and I also found Feng Lin, a guy with ulterior motives, this person is good at all kinds of weird methods, and there are many spirit runes in his hand, he is hidden in the dark, you must not be on guard!"

"Hehe, who has ulterior motives!" Feng Lin paced out of the darkness and stood on the frost-covered snow

Mei Zhanhong's eyes showed a hint of shocking surprise, the other party was standing on the snow he laid out, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Fairy Zhuang, this wicked man surnamed Mei said goodbye first, he was bent on snatching treasures and killing people" Feng Lin had an elegant posture and a dignified appearance, facing the two Sword Sect disciples calmly, but he still looked careless.

"Whoever is who is is not waiting for Uncle Fang to judge, let's leave here first!" Zhuang Yiting said, her voice was as pleasant as a quiet spring, and she did not make a judgment between the two of them about who was right and who was wrong.

Mei Zhanhong really wanted to join forces with Zhuang Yiting to win Feng Lin.

"Damn, I didn't win her heart in one fell swoop last year, otherwise if Feng Lin was framed now, she would believe me, and now I can only find another way to deal with this surnamed Feng. ”

Mei Zhanhong thought about it for a while, thinking that Zhuang Yiting would not have the same heart as him, so he suppressed the idea of killing Feng Lin.

"Chirp, chirp......"

Just as the three of them were about to leave, there were bursts of low rat cries in the air, and the wind rose again.

Mei Zhanhong's face changed, "It's not good, that ghost thing is here again, Feng Daoyou, quickly sacrifice your spirit talisman." ”

Feng Lin shouted: "The spirit rune is gone!"

The yin wind instantly became a hundred times larger, forming a tornado eye, and the three of them did not notice that it was not only the rat lizard that controlled the yin wind, but also a formless and qualitative phantom, floating in the swirling wind.

In the tornado column, one by one the rat lizards pounced out, they were a little different from the original rat lizards, their breath was more powerful, their heads were thin and tailed, their bodies were no more than ten centimeters long, their eyes were as small as beans, their backs were covered with thin scale armor, and their short pointed beaks showed blade-like teeth.

Tens of thousands of rat lizards rushed towards the three of them, like a black wave, one by one, scrambling to be the first, chirping in their mouths, but everywhere they touched, all began to turn black.

Zhuang Yiting's jade face was slightly startled, the girl was most afraid of these rat-like things, her cultivation made rapid progress, but she had no experience in dealing with these disgusting guys.

Zhuang Yiting danced with a sword, and the fire luan behind her changed into one burning violently in the ring of fire, and the rat lizards turned into smoke in the firelight, and a foul smell came out.

"Senior Sister Zhuang, be careful of poison!" Mei Zhanhong shouted.

Zhuang Yiting took out a spirit pill and immediately swallowed it, and the rat lizards poured in from all directions like a tide, endlessly, rushing into the flames, and they were not afraid of death.

Zhuang Yiting's face was slightly pale, and her legs were a little weak, but she still didn't give up and continued to manipulate the ring of fire.

"The surname is Mei, don't patronize to watch Fairy Zhuang contribute, you can also help"

Feng Lin sacrificed a talisman, and after this talisman flew out, it turned into a ball of fire, smashed into the group of rat lizards, and burned violently, and the fire that ignited was no weaker than Zhuang Yiting's flame.

In an instant, the ring of fire expanded in a circle, annihilating and incinerating countless rat lizards, and streams of black smoke rose in the fire, and the wisps of black smoke that the three of them didn't pay much attention to suddenly transformed into an illusory skeleton rat head, and rushed towards Zhuang Yiting.