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Chapter 342: Gray Mist Blood Ghost

Hearing the mention of cooperation, the demon clans of the other forces thought about it for a moment, and then agreed one after another, and it was obviously not a wise move to fight at this time. (The text was first published in the reading room biquge.info)

Chen Yang and Qinglian Jianzun tacitly made a look, and also did not refuse to build a sè.

Although the strength of the demon clans in front of them was not weak, and the worst also had a sixth-level cultivation, it was not the reason why they agreed to cooperate. Neither of them is an ordinary monk, one has special exercises, and magic weapons and secret techniques emerge in endlessly, and the other is simply an old monster at the level of Yuan Ying, and his strength is even more powerful.

However, what is the situation after the ban here, will there be an unknown trap ban, the two of them don't know anything, it is good to be able to have more people go in and explore the way as cannon fodder.

Now that an agreement on cooperation has been reached temporarily, although everyone present is still vigilant at all times, they finally don't need to fight each other with sabre-rattling, and they each show their own tricks, countless thunder and fire clusters, wind blades and water arrows swarm out, and all kinds of treasures suddenly completely submerge the black light prohibition, and the light of each sè splashes in all directions, and the rumbling explosion sound is almost connected.

This black light prohibition seems to have some other wonderful uses, and it is not known for its defensive power, and under the joint attack of everyone, it disappeared without holding on for a moment, and lù came out of the black dòngxùe entrance.

The ban was broken so lightly, and everyone present was overjoyed, and then looked at each other hesitantly.

"Hehe, since everyone is so humble, then we're welcome. It was still the demon clan who mentioned yì cooperation, suddenly chuckled, and then took the two demons under him, ignoring the others, and swaggered in.

Seeing this, the other people naturally changed slightly, although the danger of going in first would be greater, but cultivating immortals was already full of thorns, and compared to the benefits that might be obtained, the risk taken was nothing. If you go a step too late and fall behind those people, this loss will be great.

So the other demon clans stepped forward in unison, and they all turned into different shocking rainbows and went to the passage. ("7*24 hours uninterrupted update pure txt.")

Chen Yang and Qinglian Sword Venerable naturally followed the crowd inconspicuously, and silently flew into the passage and entered the belly of the mountain.

More than ten zhang forward, is a heavy stone mén, moss everywhere, the mottled years can be seen everywhere, it is obvious that the history is not short, but at this time it is open, from which a soft white light shines. 4∴⑧０6５

The top is inlaid with sunstones the size of jī eggs, the walls on both sides are smooth, there are no traces of axes and chisels, and a bluestone staircase slopes down to the depths of the mountain, as if the entire mountain has been hollowed out.

Since they didn't know how much time the turtle demon could buy, after passing through the stone, the group of people only looked at it for a while, and they didn't dare to delay at all, and while carefully releasing their divine sense to explore the way, they quickly walked forward along the bluestone steps.

As a result, after more than 100 zhang, they had to stop.

Because a few feet away not far away, a gray méngméng mist suddenly appeared, filling the entire passage, and gusts of strange wind blew in the mist, making a sharp sound of whimpering and whistling, which made people feel chills in their hearts when they heard it.

"This mist is a bit weird, it can actually have the effect of blocking the divine sense!" Chen Yang frowned, taking back the rebounding divine sense, and said to the Qinglian Sword Venerable with some surprise.

"Well, the old man's divine sense can't go far. Qinglian Sword Venerable nodded solemnly.

At this moment, two angry roars sounded almost simultaneously in the thick fog, and the owner of the sound seemed to have encountered something terrifying, and the anger was mixed with unusual horror, and after a few unruly ghost laughs, the roar turned into a long scream, and after a while, the screams gradually subsided, and then there was no sound at all.

Everyone outside the dense fog couldn't help but look at each other, although they didn't see it with their own eyes, they all knew that the two demon clans had fallen into this strange fog. ("7*24 hours uninterrupted update pure txt.")

But this is too fast, from the roar sounded, to the end there was only a dozen breaths, you must know that the three demon clans who broke into it first were at least level six, but they only lasted for such a short time!

All of a sudden, although the other demon clans were burdened with heavy responsibilities, they couldn't help but retreat in their hearts.

Qinglian Sword Venerable snorted coldly, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a thin light shield appeared around him, and the faint green light on the light mask kept circulating, countless small sword qi jumped and bounced, and the green sword was full of spirit flying and circling.

Then he secretly said a word to Chen Yang, and strode forward without hesitation.

The gray méngméng mist seemed to smell the breath of the living, and suddenly rolled over and rushed violently.

But as soon as Fang approached the green light mask, he immediately made a loud "whoosh" sound, and the silk sword qi on the light mask flicked out, only to see the Dao Dao green silk shuttling in the mist, and in the blink of an eye, the mist was cut to pieces, and it collapsed and became invisible.

And Chen Yang listened to the transmission of Qinglian Jianzun, and after being slightly stunned, he immediately let out a thoughtful expression, and the same silent operation technique, released the yīn shield, and a layer of rich black mangs suddenly enveloped the whole body, and learned the method of Qinglian Jianzun, opened his mouth and sprayed, a cloud of turquoise flames flew out, and a hovering pounced on his body.

There was a soft "poof", and the turquoise flame burned violently on the black mang.

With another flick of the sleeves of his robe, a mouthful of flying swords with red rays all over his body swam out from the cuffs, and Chen Yang followed closely behind Qinglian Sword Venerable, and his figure also disappeared into the gray mist.

As soon as I entered, the gray mist exuded a thick yīn cold aura, which also surged in.

But first, he was scattered by the Blazing Sun Sword, and the rest encountered the turquoise flames on the surface of Chen Yang's body, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and there were bursts of green smoke without resistance, which instantly turned into nothing.

Chen Yang's heart was slightly relieved, his judgment was correct. Although this gray mist is weird, it is based on the cold qi of yīn, and it can be miraculous when restrained by the fire of the sun.

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Seeing that Qinglian Jianzun and Chen Yang entered the gray mist one after the other, the remaining demon clans looked at each other for a while, one of them coughed violently twice, and said slowly to his companions: "Let's go too! ”

Then his voice raised: "Two Daoist friends from Tianshi Island, why don't we wait for us to cooperate again, how about passing through this level?" After all, this gray fog doesn't look easy at the moment, and it will be safer for everyone to get together." ”

The two demons on the opposite side discussed in a low voice and agreed.

So the remaining four demon clans cautiously entered the gray mist.

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This gray mist can not only isolate the divine sense, but even the line of sight can only see how far away it is, and the various senses almost completely lose their due effect, this feeling makes Chen Yang very uncomfortable, for fear that he will also be attacked by the unknown.

So he carefully followed behind Qinglian Jianzun, walking along the bluestone steps one high and one low.

After moving forward for dozens of zhang, Qinglian Sword Venerable stumbled slightly, as if he had stumbled over something, he stopped, and the green mangs on his body were dazzling, and then the sound of the sword qi breaking through the air continued to sound, gradually connecting into one, unable to distinguish.

And the gray mist was also repelled under the wanton attack of the sword qi, forming an enchantment the size of a zhang, and the gray mist in this enchantment was empty!

Chen Yang looked down curiously, and couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart!

At the feet of Qinglian Sword Venerable was a broken corpse, looking at his face and clothing, it was vaguely one of the three demons who had entered the gray mist before, his eyes were wide open, and the expression on his face was hideous and terrifying, as if he had suffered great pain before dying.

The body was shriveled and shriveled, with a skeleton wrapped in skin, and all the blood was gone.

"Sure enough, that's right. Qinglian Sword Venerable muttered with a raised brow.

"What, what did the seniors discover?" Chen Yang hurriedly asked with a stir in his heart.

"Well, this demon should have died at the hands of a blood ghost, and among the many ghosts, only this kind of ghost creature likes to swallow the blood of the monk alive. And it seems that the old man guessed correctly, this gray mist should be a prohibition preset by the ancient monks, used to test the strength of future generations......" Qinglian Sword Venerable looked around and said lightly.

"Oh, I don't know what the strength of this blood ghost is, even the sixth-level demon clan didn't resist for long before it was wiped out here. Chen Yang asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Hehe, it's also their bad luck, they encountered something bad, but they met a blood ghost. Qinglian Jianzun's face was a little strange, as if he was holding back a smile, and then explained:

"Speaking of which, the blood ghost is not a big deal, but the talent of this thing is supernatural, but it happens to restrain the demon clan a little, even if the demon clan with a higher strength encounters the blood ghost, it is difficult to please it. Hey, it looks like the ruins of this place should be the handiwork of the ancient monks of my human race......"

"Senior, it seems that something is coming!" Chen Yang said with a slight change in his face.

"Hehe, a few blood ghosts in the early stage of Jindan. Qinglian Sword Venerable said with a disdainful smile.

At this moment, a few faint bloody ghosts flew out of the mist on the side, and after a flash, they came to the two of them.

Qinglian Sword Venerable let out a low shout, and with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, thousands of sword rays swept away, stabbing the three oncoming bloody ghost shadows into thousands of holes, and suddenly exploded with a loud roar, turning into several clouds of blood mist!

And Chen Yangshen solemnly pointed out the Blazing Sun Sword, this sword immediately cleared up, turned into a red Jiao, and stepped forward with teeth and claws, tearing and biting, dismantling the other blood ghost and tearing it into countless pieces.

Chen Yang couldn't help but be a little surprised to solve a blood ghost so lightly, but the next moment his eyes couldn't help but stare at it.

Because those few clouds of blood mist merged towards the middle, several faint blood shadows reappeared!

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