Mochizuki Gate and his party were preparing to cross the swamp when Lawritin suddenly appeared.

But seeing so many people from Mochizukimen, Laurixin didn't dare to approach, and was even ready to flee for his life at any time.

The girl surnamed Han didn't even look at it, but she also stopped moving over the swamp, and stood quietly in place, and the other people in Mochizuki Gate didn't squeak.

After half an hour like this, two old Daoists and the young Daoist arrived with a plain mind, and they didn't dare to act rashly when they saw such a strange atmosphere.

Before nightfall, the disciples of the five sects had gathered fifty or sixty people on the edge of the swamp, but most of them were injured or looked embarrassed.

Until night completely fell, the purple-haired boy of the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect stepped directly on the mud and directly passed through the swamp, without accident halfway.

The square-faced man and his group of four people also followed, each using their own means to cross the swamp.

At this time, the fish-shaped bright moon had appeared, and in the gradual devouring of the hidden fishtail, the entire swamp was covered with white, adding a bit of coldness.

The four square-faced men couldn't fly, but they just used their own means to make their bodies walk on the mud, and the speed was fast and slow.

The cold-faced monk didn't take a step, and the mud and water under his feet would freeze temporarily, and he walked as if he were walking on the ground, and he looked like the easiest and fastest of the four.

The woman in her thirties, like Ma Chuan, performed a light body technique, coupled with a light and elegant light skill, walking a little bit of snow without a trace, and it seemed that the whole person was floating out of the dust.

The old man surnamed Li put the giant eagle into the mud, only exposing the back above the outside, he stood on it, but it was as if he was standing on a sled, and the mud was cut through a groove and broke through the mud.

The square-faced man stepped on a shuttle-shaped magic weapon under his feet, and he could fly three feet away for a short time at a time, and then put a little mud on it and move forward again.

The cold-faced monk who walked in front had already passed more than half of the swamp, but suddenly felt a black shadow emerge from the mud in front of him, and a black water shot out, he hurriedly dodged, and at the same time took out a water cover charm and slapped it on his body.

With the ability to quickly freeze the mud under his feet, the cold-faced monk was quite agile, avoiding most of the black water, only a few splashes on him, not to mention a layer of pale blue water cover.

Three drops of black water the size of a bean hit the water cover, and it actually pierced directly through and landed on the cold-faced monk's right arm.

Immediately after a snort, accompanied by a puff of white smoke, the cold-faced monk's whole body began to melt, and he couldn't bear the inhuman pain again, unable to freeze the mud under his feet with mana, and plopped down, and fell directly into the mud.

However, before it was swallowed up by the bubbling swamp, it turned into a pile of blood in an instant.

The process was extremely fast, and the people on the edge of the swamp only saw a black shadow flickering beside the cold-faced monk, and then fell into the swamp, and by the bright moonlight, they saw the cold-faced monk disappear in an instant, and a pile of blood gradually melted into the silt.

Everyone was shocked, and they were afraid of the swamp, and hesitated again.

Although the people in Mochizuki Gate were also a little frightened, the girl surnamed Han put her hands in her sleeves, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, and Gu Jing looked at the terrifying scene in the swamp without waves.

The cold-faced monk was destroyed in an instant, and the woman in her thirties probed her divine sense out of caution, although she had been warned before setting off that after entering the Ten Thousand Silence Mountain Range, she was not allowed to release her divine sense.

But this was a ruined space, and she felt that there was no poison that could corrode her senses, and now she had to know what was going on under the swamp and mud, so she took the risk to dig her senses out.

It's just that as soon as the woman's divine consciousness penetrated into the mud, it all disappeared, and she lost her small semi-divine consciousness at once, and her mind was immediately unstable.

The woman's heart was completely flustered, and in addition to struggling, she tried her best to get rid of the swamp. But all of her powers were on the puppet, but the puppet was destroyed in the vines of the dense forest, and now there was nothing she could do in the face of the mud that had sunk to her waist.

In desperation, he could only hold on to the luck psychology and ask the nearest old man surnamed Li for help: "Senior Brother Li, save me!"

The old man surnamed Li naturally wouldn't help, and continued to drive the giant shadow to break through the mud, but he was still slightly distracted in his heart, and the black shadow burst out of the mud again in the moonlight, and opened his mouth to spew out a black water.

With his keen eye, the old man surnamed Li saw the true face of the black shadow, which was an existence that looked like a snake but not a snake, like a dragon and not a dragon, and was about a foot long. The back is blue-black, and the rest of the place is pale yellow, and it is far from a fishy smell, but the movement is very agile.

Seeing that the black water was coming, the old man surnamed Li hurriedly drove the giant eagle to dodge, and at the same time sacrificed a flywheel, spinning and slashing towards the seven inches of the black shadow.

Although the flywheel was also affected by the heavy force, it still turned into the size of a bucket hat, and its whole body was covered with a faint green glow, spinning and making a breaking sound, cutting through the seven inches of the dragon snake monster.

With a snort, a hole appeared in the seven inches thick of the dragon snake monster's bowl, and blood gushed out immediately. The dragon snake monster was injured and immediately burrowed back into the mud.

The old man surnamed Li successfully avoided the black water, but his face became more gloomy and he accelerated forward. Because the flywheel is a high-level magic weapon, it failed to cut off the head of the dragon snake monster with one blow, and more importantly, after the flywheel was stained with the blood of the dragon and snake monster, it was directly dissolved in half, and all the divine consciousness attached to it was completely destroyed, and the mutilated flywheel fell directly into the swamp and was swallowed up by the mud.

This process is very short, because the woman in her thirties was only submerged in the mud to her chin, seeing that the black hair of the wrong muddy water was about to disappear into her mouth, she was completely desperate in her heart, every inch was in chaos, and she no longer had the usual wisdom, relying on instinct, regardless of the squeezing of the body by the silt, she shouted angrily with all her might: "Ma Chuan, I hate you!"

Before the woman's words could be spoken, all the mud was swallowed up, and only a few strands of hair remained, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everyone on the edge of the swamp was stunned for a moment, and of course they all heard the angry shout full of resentment before the woman from the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect was swallowed by the mud.

Of the fifty or sixty people gathered at the edge of the swamp, few of them had not heard of Ma Chuan's name, and they were all thinking about how to cross the swamp, but they were temporarily interrupted by this sentence for a while.

Zhang Yuniang was standing in the group of people in Qingxi Valley, when she heard the angry shout, she frowned, looked at the unresponsive Qianli Fu in her hand, and turned her head slightly to look around, but she still didn't see Ma Chuan's figure.

There was also the young Dao Gu who walked out of the same way as Zhang Yuniang, but she didn't have a thousand miles in her hand, and there was just a little different color in her eyes.

When the people of Mochizuki Gate heard the angry shout, they withdrew their eyes from the swamp and glanced vaguely at the girl surnamed Han who was light and breezy.

But I was secretly wondering in my heart, is it that Ma Chuanfeng "flows" into "sex" and leaves "affection" everywhere, not only did the woman from Wan Puppet Sect shout Ma Chuan's name before she died, but also according to what the girl surnamed Han said before she wanted to capture Ma Chuan alive, is it that Senior Sister Han, whom they are in awe, also has some kind of relationship with that Ma Chuan.

Just when everyone was distracted by the angry shouting, the square-faced man and the old man surnamed Li had already passed the swamp safely, arrived at the mouth of the valley, and walked in without stopping.

Seeing this, all the people gathered at the edge of the swamp no longer paid attention to the deterrence of the Mochizuki Gate and his party, and the bold ones took the lead to the edge of the swamp, and each used his own means to move forward on the mud.

At the same time, in the valley, Ma Chuan was frantically picking dazzling 10,000-year-old elixirs in a large medicine field.

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