The three white-clothed scholars followed the young Taoist with the lantern in the depths of the dense forest, turned left and turned, and when they passed a dense shrub, they suddenly lost the trace of the black-clothed Taoist.

"What about people?"

"Where have the people gone?"

"There is no ...... here, and there is no here"

The three white-clothed scholars searched the surrounding bushes in an instant, there were no tunnels, no formations, no mana fluctuations, but where did this young Taoist go?

Due to the disappearance of the young Taoist, the dreary and gloomy forest of doom seems even more eerie.

This is the Forest of Doom, and the white-clothed scholar remembered the relevant information he had seen, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart.

Suddenly, the three of them saw a blinding light shining in front of them, forcing them to cover their eyes.

"Are you looking for me?" In the light, a blue Dao robe could be seen without wind, and it was the white-haired Daoist Song Si who walked out with a long sword on his back.

"It's you!Song Si! Shangguan Xuanlie, the young son of the Shangguan family who killed me, you can't escape!" The white-clothed scholar opened his right hand, and a silver light flashed, and a silver brush appeared in his hand.

At the same time, the two Confucian scholars behind him held the hilt of the sword, ready to strike at any time.

"Shangguan Xuanlie, I didn't kill him. Song Si said very calmly, "However, since you are here to kill me, then you don't have to leave!"

"Dare to quibble......?!

"The Void Sword is unintentional!"

Without waiting for the white-clothed scholar to finish speaking, his eyes were full of Song Si's figure, and the sword shadows were numerous, indistinguishable from the real and the virtual, and then in an instant, the Ziyao Flying Sword enlarged in his eyes.

The phantom dissipated, and Song Si stood in the light, as if he had never moved.

"How... Yes... Can... Can ......"

The white-clothed scholar and his two classmates fell into the dust, and he couldn't imagine until he died how Song Si, who had only cultivated in the realm, could kill him who had entered the holy realm.

Putting away the three storage bags, Song Si turned around and walked into the dense forest and disappeared.

"It's sword intent!" Ye Meng said, and rushed into the forest of calamity with the five members of the Ye family, searching for a long time, except for the bodies of the three Confucian sects, no other clues were found.

"Sure enough, it's him!" Ye Meng said hatefully, "I didn't expect him to be so strong, we are afraid that it will be a little difficult for us to kill him." ”

"Second brother!" Ye Feng hesitated, "Do we want to invite the eldest brother or the fifth sister?"

"Big brother has been in retreat. As for Scarlet Xia, she has just come out of Qinglian Palace, and she has a lot of feelings, and she still needs to stabilize the realm. Therefore, these can only be done by us. ”

"But I've heard that the four uncles are all involved in this matter. ”

"I heard that after the fourth uncle and the man in black were both defeated, they were plotted by evil and escaped into the forest of calamity, maybe we can still find his old man on this trip. ”

"I hope that the fourth uncle is not seriously injured. If Song Si ......"

"Don't think too much about it, the fourth uncle has already married the late Dan, although he is seriously injured, it shouldn't be a big problem. Ye Meng felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he couldn't show it, and after looking around, he continued: "However, in this Doom Forest, there is an inexplicable prohibition to suppress the cultivation of monks above the Jiedan, so that the monks cannot fly, we must be as careful as possible." ”

Ye Feng nodded, and instructed Ye Twelve, Ye Twelve, Ye Fourteen, and Ye Fifteen behind him to follow the pace of the two of them and continue to search carefully.

Not long after the six members of the Ye family entered the forest, the elders of the Heavenly Dao Sect, the deacons of the Nine Nations Alliance, and the worshippers of the Yan family sent messages to their upper echelons.

In just a moment, the Nine Nations Alliance's Taishang Worship Yu Qingyang, Tiandao Sect Tiandaozi, and Yan Family Master Yan Ji each came to the edge of the Doom Forest with dozens of people.

"Chen Hao, are you sure Song Si has entered the Doom Forest?" asked Tian Dao Zi to Chen Hao, the sixth elder of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"Sect Master, I did see Song Si enter the forest, his sword intent has been confirmed by the Ye family, and now the three members of the Confucian Sect and the six members of the Ye family have gone in to search. Chen Hao reported truthfully.

Hearing that Song Si really entered the Doom Forest, Tian Daozi and Yu Qingyang's faces turned extremely bad, I really don't know whether Song Si intentionally or unintentionally fled into the only forbidden place of the Nine Nations Alliance.

In the Forest of Doom, there is a very strange forbidden air formation, and as long as the cultivation of the monks who enter exceeds the Dan period, no matter how strong the original cultivation is, they will be suppressed within the Dan.

The most dangerous thing is that the Doom Forest is inhabited by monsters that are not clear to the great monks of the Yuan Infant Stage, and they are extremely hostile and aggressive towards cultivators.

If you go deep into the forest and encounter some powerful monsters, it will be extremely dangerous for the Yuanying Monk who has been suppressed and cultivated. Therefore, if it is not necessary, no cultivator is willing to enter the Forest of Calamity.

"Go in, search!" Yu Qingyang hated and ordered, taking the two deacons of the Nine Nations Alliance and Yan Zhi and others into the Doom Forest. Tian Daozi hesitated, and also waved his hand to lead people in.

The dense forest is deep and secluded, and Mu Weiming, who is dressed in a black robe, carries a purple jade lamp to illuminate the path in front of him, looking for the source of the forest.

It's a pity that after walking for a long time, he didn't even find a stream, and he knew that there was some trouble now.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Just when General Mu Weiming was passing by a bush, suddenly a call sounded in his ears, and his divine sense dispersed, and he found that there was a hidden formation thirty steps away from him.

Mu Weiming turned around with a lantern, and the faint light shone ahead, only to see thirty steps away, a burst of fog dispersed, revealing an old man in a luxurious golden robe.

Ha, isn't this the old man from the Ye family in Mu Wangcheng who fought with the Elder of the Holy Hand Alliance, Jing Qian? Hiding here, it seems that he is seriously injured.

Mu Weiming was happy in his heart, this old man couldn't find anyone to help, but he found him, which was interesting now.

He knew that although this old man couldn't recognize him, he must be uneasy and kind when he opened the formation to stop him now. However, the outcome will be known later.

"The old man is Ye Qinyang, the fourth elder of the Ye family in Mu Wangcheng, and now he is seriously injured, and he wants to ask Taoist friends to help him. The old man looked at Mu Weiming and said sincerely.

"It turned out to be Senior Ye, I don't know how my predecessor wants me to help?" Mu Weiming stood in place and replied very politely.

A person who exuded a cold aura all over his body, no matter how he looked at it, looked like a demon cultivator, and actually dealt with him so politely, which made Ye Qinyang feel very awkward.

However, this qiē didn't matter, because he Ye Qinyang had recently cultivated an extremely vicious Demon Dao Technique, the "Heaven Melting Blood Technique", and the function of this method was to help the Demon Dao cultivators devour the flesh and blood essence of other monks to enhance their cultivation.

If the demon cultivator who cultivates this technique is seriously injured, he can also use this technique to devour the essence and blood of others to heal himself.

But those who are devoured end up with just a pitiful pile of dry bones.

Now, because Ye Qinyang has been hit hard one after another, the dantian qi sea in his body has reached the point of almost decay.

Without the elixir, he couldn't save his life without using this Yin Damage Demon Dao Technique.

Closer, closer......

Ye Qinyang called in his heart, as long as Mu Weiming could get closer, he would be able to fall into the formation. He will be able to easily grasp the lamb in front of him and restore his life.

However, his wish was doomed to fail.

Mu Weiming sneered in his heart, and said respectfully on the surface: "Senior, wait a minute, junior will go find some herbs for you." ”

After that, without waiting for Ye Qinyang to reply, Mu Weiming turned around and walked slowly towards the depths of the forest.

Cunning little brute! Damn little hair!

Obviously he is a demon cultivator, if he wants to run for his life, just run away, and he has to pretend to be so righteous and awe-inspiring that he is helping him find herbs, can his current condition be saved by ordinary herbs? It is simply shameless.

After scolding shamelessness in his heart for a while, Ye Qinyang hesitated for a moment and decided to chase him out. If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when it will be next time, and no one can enter the Doom Forest at any time, but it's a pity that he has worked so hard to arrange the trapped formation.

Ye Qinyang, who was seriously injured, saw that Mu Weiming had bypassed a few big trees and was about to disappear, he reluctantly lifted the only remaining mana, stepped out, and chased after him.

But what about the person in front of you?

Ye Qinyang looked left and right, but he didn't even find a ghost.

Just as he was scolding Mu Weiming shamelessly and cunning in his heart, and was about to release his divine sense to search, a beam of light suddenly appeared in front of him, dazzling and dazzling.

Dressed in a blue robe, the white-haired Song Si, who was carrying the Ziyao Flying Sword, walked out on the dead leaves, and the Void Sword spread out silently, enveloping Ye Qinyang in an instant, but the poor old guy didn't notice it at all.

"It's you!Kill my Ye family's little miscellaneous hair!" Ye Qinyang was furious when he saw Song Si appear, and he almost suffered an internal injury and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Little Zamao, there is a road in the world, you don't go, you want to come to this Huangquan Road. Today, you're dead!"

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed.

Ye Qinyang was about to sacrifice the flying sword to drop Song Si's sword, but he saw Song Si smiling indifferently at him, which made him hesitate slightly, and then he heard a clear sound.

"The Void Sword is unintentional!"

In the void sword momentum, Ye Qinyang's gaze was blurred, and he didn't even find out where Song Si's true body was, and when he was about to defend, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, spreading all over his body, and all the injuries that had been suppressed for months broke out.

Song Si's Ziyao had penetrated through his sea of qi and shattered the golden pill.

"Old man... Unwilling......"

Ye Qinyang trembled and fell to the ground in shock, the blood stained the dead leaves red, and he didn't blink a blind eye.

Yes, if he was still in his heyday, maybe he could kill Song Si, or if he couldn't kill Song Si, he would be able to retreat, but unfortunately he was so seriously injured that he didn't notice it when he was shrouded by Song Si's strange sword momentum.

What shocked him the most was that Song Si's sword intent had actually entered the realm of nothingness, making his robe in front of the nothingness sword intent as if it had been separated by a veil, which was almost equivalent to being defenseless.

Putting away Ye Qinyang's storage bag, the light dissipated, and Song Si disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

When night fell, the six Ye Meng people who fell into darkness never found any clues.

Looking at the dark forest, they could no longer use the naked eye to search, and they felt tired after persisting for three hours using their divine sense.

Ye Meng hesitated, he didn't know whether to go deeper or not, he hadn't heard of the rumors about the Forest of Calamity, the deeper he went, the easier it was to get lost, and the more dangerous it became.

"Huh, it's the breath of the fourth uncle. Ye Feng said.

Ye Meng spread out his divine sense, and Yin Yang sensed a hint of familiarity, "There!"

The six of them rushed quickly, and after reaching the source of the breath, they pushed aside the bushes and were shocked to see their fourth uncle, Ye Qinyang, lying in a pool of dead leaves and blood, and the person had been dead for several hours.