Not good! Run! Don't get shrouded by the mist of death!
The two Minor Saints quickly retreated. The two Fifth Heavenly Layer Saints couldn't wait any longer and ran away like crazy.
However, it was too late.
A sneer came from the darkness. Do you think it's possible to run away now?
Then, an overwhelming mist of death gushed out like a demonic cloud, shrouding this part of the world.
Damn it! The two Fifth Heavenly Layer Saints screamed in fright. As soon as they touched the mist, their bodies caved in and their hair turned white!
No!
The two of them roared and activated their Saint Domains to resist the mist. However, it wasn't just a tiny bit. It was an overwhelming mist of death.
The two Fifth Heavenly Layer Saints couldn't resist it at all. Their vitality was sucked dry in an instant.
The strong Saints became withered like dried corpses. In the end, only their bones were left.
Dead. Two Saints of the Fifth Heaven had fallen.
The two Minor Saints' faces were extremely ugly. Damn it! What's going on?
Their luck had already reached such a terrible state.
Not only did they fail to get the treasure, but they were also shrouded by the mist of death.
Damn it! Run! The two of them were Minor Saints. They were powerful and had saint weapons. They could hold on for a while.
However, they could only hold on for a while. If it was a small amount of the mist of death, they could still resist it. But now, they were in the area of the mist of death.
Not to mention them, even if a Saint came, he wouldn't be able to resist it.
As I said, none of you can escape. At this moment, a voice came.
The two Minor Saints' faces were full of fear. A voice? Whose voice was it?
Could it be that there was someone else in the mist of death?
The two Minor Saints were so scared that they almost peed their pants. Suddenly, the young Minor Saint's face changed. No, the voice belonged to that kid.
He had fought with Lin Xuan before, so he was familiar with Lin Xuan's voice. Naturally, he could recognize it at this moment.
That kid's voice sounded. Could it be that he had turned into a vengeful spirit after his death and came to claim their lives?
Their hearts turned cold.
At this moment, the mist of death formed a big black palm and slapped toward him.
With a bang, it slapped on his protective light and shrouded him.
No, damn it! The young Minor Saint screamed in fear. He wanted to break through the death light fog, but more and more death light fog rushed towards him.
Get lost! The Saint long saber slashed out in all directions.
The death mist was cut apart, but it was just mist in the first place, formless and formless. It couldn't be hurt at all, but he was scared out of his wits.
The other old man was just as terrified. He raised the fan above his head and unleashed thousands of laws to cover his body.
He did not dare to act rashly, even though his companions were now surrounded.
The young Little Saint was furious. He couldn't figure out why the mist would attack him.
Suddenly, a green bolt of lightning flashed through the fog, piercing through his defense and tearing his body apart once again.
With a roar, he suddenly turned around and saw a green dragon-shaped sword shadow.
Damn it, it's him!
Sure enough, he saw a young man walk out from the mist of death. He was unusually handsome and had a mysterious smile on his face.
It's you! You're not dead! He was completely dumbfounded.
He saw Lin Xuan, and Lin Xuan was now surrounded by the death mist that formed a battle armor, making him look like a ghost from hell.
How could this be? How could someone not be threatened by the death mist? While he was in a daze, the death mist had already drilled into his wounds.
His life force was quickly draining away.
He screamed crazily, but Lin Xuan had already seized the opportunity. More and more death mist shrouded his body.
The young Minor Saint felt his life force was quickly draining away.
Gradually, he lost all his strength.
What happened? Are you okay? The other old man roared crazily. He only heard his companion's frightened voice.
However, he didn't know what had happened.
Run! This guy is from the death mist! In the end, the young Minor Saint gave his last warning.
Then, he turned into a skeleton.
A dignified Minor Saint died just like that. It was really hard for ordinary people to believe.
Is he from the death mist? Who is he? The white-haired old man was very surprised and sad. He didn't know what the other party meant.
However, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He exerted the saint weapon to the extreme. The law of water on his body also burst out with incomparable light.
It formed a monstrous wave that swept him away, wanting to leave.
However, as soon as he left, he saw a figure waiting for him in front.
It's you!
He saw Lin Xuan as if he had seen a ghost.
He also saw Lin Xuan floating in the death mist without being affected at all.
Now, he finally knew what his companion meant.
However, he was too late.
No, he had to send a message to the family. This matter must be spread out. The other party is related to the death mist.
How could the Rain Clan dare to provoke such an existence?
His finger touched the formation, and he wanted to die, but Lin Xuan was faster. The Great Dragon Sword Soul turned into a stream of light and directly cut off the old man's arm.
If it was under normal circumstances, Lin Xuan wouldn't have succeeded so easily.
But now, the old man was obviously scared out of his wits. Moreover, he had already been affected by the death item, and about one-third of his vitality flowed out.
He was no longer at his peak, so Lin Xuan succeeded with this attack.
The sound transmission formation was shattered, and the old man's arm turned into a bloody mist.
You still want to send a message? Go to hell obediently. Lin Xuan withdrew his hand, and the Tai Chi Art in his body circulated. The monstrous death mist enveloped the old man.
Ah! No, you can't be like this. I admit defeat. I surrender. Please spare my life.
A dignified Small Saint began to beg for mercy, but it was useless.
After about half an hour, the mist dispersed, and only a pile of bones appeared. Even the saint Qi dimmed and lost its luster.
What a terrifying death mist. Lin Xuan's scalp went numb. Fortunately, he had the Tai Chi Art. Otherwise, he would definitely die here.
Humph!
Lin Xuan sneered, turned around, and left, continuing to head toward the Fiend Star.
On the other side, a few spirit boats streaked across the sky. A few noble people stood in the boats.
They were the Rain Clan and the people of the Spirit Sealing Star.
Among them, Di Ling and Yu Siqie were also there.
The people of the Rain Clan frowned. It should be about time. Why hasn't there been any news yet?
It shouldn't be a problem. We have sent two Small Saints.
When the people of the Spirit Sealing Star heard this, they nodded. They shouldn't overestimate that kid. Four Fifth Heaven Saints were enough to kill him.
Not to mention the two Small Saints. There was absolutely no problem.
They nodded and didn't think about it anymore. Instead, they discussed the matter of the Fiend Star.
They wondered what was in the coffins that the other party brought out this time.
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