Although the fog was isolated by Ning Zhe, because of its relatively large scope, there were still people who were constantly confused. At this time, Ning Zhe's heart became more and more sober, and he understood that the more he was at this time, the more he could not panic.

I saw his hands staggered in front of him, ten fingers trembled slightly in the air for a moment, and ten thick black mist gushed out and converged on the top of Ning Zhe's head. However, after a few breaths, a black river with a width of ten zhang was formed, directly separating the monks of the East China Sea from the remaining mist in this light mask.

The black river kept surging in the air, constantly eating away at the red points of light in the air, and Ning Zhe's face became more and more pale, only the essence in his eyes became more and more intense.

In this way, it lasted for a full cup of tea, and Ning Zhe dispersed the surrounding fog, and at this time, the monks led by Chi Yi also surrounded those bewildered monks in the middle.

Ning Zhe snorted coldly, and the Star Picking Record Technique in his body was urged to the extreme, and then he roared angrily at the monk who was surrounded in the middle.

The golden points of light in his body erupted with his roar, and then fell on everyone's bodies. These golden points of light seemed to have some kind of strange power, and as the golden light increased, the red in the eyes of those monks gradually dissipated, and then they fainted to the ground.

I don't know how long it took for them to finally wake up, and they looked at the monks standing around in amazement, not knowing what had happened.

When the monks around them explained it to them, they were all ashamed, and they came to Ning Zhe to apologize to him, blaming them for being too careless, and they fell into the Tao so easily, if it weren't for Ning Zhe, I am afraid that they would only fall into the final madness, and then die out......

Ning Zhe smiled and waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, if it wasn't for his quick opportunity just now, I'm afraid that even he would be bewitched by the mist, in that case, the East China Sea Monk might be wiped out. （.）

After this battle, everyone was a little more afraid of this lost immortal island, and Ning Zhe's brows were also furrowed.

"Lord Ning, as far as the villain knows, during the Four Seas Conference in the past, although there was a perennial fog in this Lost Island, it did not have this kind of soul power. It's just that this time for some reason......" Zhang Peng, who was showing Ning Zhe the way on the second immortal island, came to Ning Zhe's side again and said in a deep voice.

Hearing his words, Ning Zhe suddenly sighed lightly and said in surprise: "What did you say? In the past, there was not so much fog on this island during the Four Seas Conference?"

Zhang Peng hurriedly nodded and said affirmatively: "Yes, the villain will never be mistaken." ”

Ning Zhe's face suddenly became a little more solemn, this change showed that something must have happened on this Lost Island, but they hadn't spied on it yet.

And just when Ning Zhe and the others were trapped by the fog, Leng Yuehua and the others also followed the footsteps of Ning Zhe and his party to the Lost Immortal Island.

Leng Yuehua looked at the fog in the distance, a disdainful smile appeared on her face, and said lightly: "Everyone, later, after I dispel this fog, we will move forward." ”

As he spoke, his right hand touched the storage bag, and a white light rushed out of it, and the white light dissipated after a few turns in the air. I saw that what was wrapped in the white light was a small drum.

This small drum is green all over, it looks extremely delicate, and there is a faint hint of simplicity in the rotation, and it is not ordinary at a glance.

Leng Yuehua chuckled, her hands shook slightly, and the small drum vibrated several times rapidly, as if it had been struck, the drum surface vibrated slightly, and layers of green light visible to the naked eye swept away like water waves......

As the green ripples spread, the mist in the air was gradually driven away, and after a cup of tea, there was no more such mist within a radius of a hundred feet.

Leng Yuehua breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a cold voice: "Forward, go directly to this Lost Immortal Island, I will wait for Ning Zhe and them at the exit, and then give them a big gift, haha......"

As he spoke, he stepped into the mist first, and the monks of the North Sea and the South Sea hurriedly fanned away, and disappeared into the mist one after another.

The small drum above Leng Yuehua's head actually followed the footsteps of everyone and kept moving, and the speed was extremely fast, but the tea kung fu walked for dozens of miles.

At this time, a monk who had been walking beside Leng Yuehua chuckled and said, "This Lost Immortal Island is not small, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that, our master of the Sect will break the formation above as soon as he makes a move." Haha......"

Leng Yuehua listened to this person's sycophant, but there was no emotion on her face, she just said in a cold voice: "Don't say these words again in the future, so as not to make Ao Zhu Daoyou laugh." ”

But even though he said that, his eyes were also full of self-satisfaction, and he was half afraid of Ao Zhu's shameful smile.

Ao Zhu, who walked beside them, was also amused in his heart, although he said that he was a reckless person, and he was not very good at deception by nature, but he was not a fool after all, and he naturally understood the truth of the sedan chair carrying people. Therefore, when he heard Leng Yuehua's words, his face also showed a sense of admiration, and he said in a low voice: "Leng Daoyou has dominated the cultivation realm of the Western Continent for many years, and his cultivation is naturally worthy of his reputation, and even the Holy Lord is extremely admired. ”

Hearing his words, Leng Yuehua's face became even more colorful, and the corners of her mouth brought a smile, and she said lightly: "Ao Daoyou praised ...... falsely."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard an exclamation from the back of the line, and a monk shouted, "This ...... This...... What the hell, I just threw these shoes away, why is it here now, could it be that it has grown feet on its own?"

"Huo Laosan, you are less surprised, isn't it just a pair of shoes, maybe you are mistaken. A monk next to him said disdainfully.

The monk who spoke at the beginning was for a long time, and suddenly remembered something, and suddenly looked up in horror, and after a few breaths, his face suddenly turned pale, and he cried out in a lost voice: "It's not that the shoes have long feet, but that we have come back again, and this is clearly where we set out just now." ”

The monk who spoke just now snorted disdainfully: "Hmph, how is this possible, we have all come so far, how can we ......?"

He was also stunned when he said this, because he also found that the scenery around him was familiar.

The sound of their voices was very loud, and the two people in the front, Leng Yuehua and Ao Zhu, could naturally hear it, and when they looked at it carefully, their faces suddenly changed drastically, and they really returned to the original point, this is where they landed on the island just now......