What a joke, the dozens of disciples in front of him hadn't even turned into dirty water yet. They didn't cry out in pain or feel any discomfort, dying so mysteriously. Who dared to barge in now to die?
But what was inconceivable was, why was Yue Qianchou this guy talking cheerfully and wittily inside, completely fine?
No one made a sound in reply, letting Yue Qianchou mock and ridicule inside. Whoever spoke back was just asking for it. Ji Fenglu was a very good example. Right now, he was gnashing his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do.
Yue Qianchou scolded for a long time until his mouth was dry, but no one paid attention to him. He couldn't be bothered to scold anymore, and started to split his attention to examine this mysterious Misty Forest …
Hearing the scolding inside stop, Ji Fenglu's expression changed, "Crap! Misty Forest is so big, what if he runs away from somewhere else? "
"Run? Where can he run to? " Bai Meng said with a gloomy face, "Unless he hides and never shows his face, he can forget about escaping the pursuit of the entire cultivation world for the rest of his life."
Everyone nodded their heads repeatedly. They all felt that Yue Qianchou had taken advantage of the Dense Fog Forest. In addition, he had been caught unprepared by that mysterious magic art. If he had been surrounded elsewhere, with a few more experts attacking him at the same time, he would definitely not have had a good time.
"Don't worry!" Yue Qianchou's voice came again, "I will definitely not run away from somewhere else. Tonight, I will break out from here, all of you prepare to die. I won't talk to you guys for now, I'm going to take a stroll around first, I'll come back to settle the score with you guys at night. "
His tone was abnormally arrogant, practically treating all the cultivators in the world as nothing. Ji Fenglu was so angry that he kept shouting. His hands formed a circle, sucking up a large pile of gravel from the ground, and fiercely pushing it towards Misty Forest. A large pile of densely packed gravel shot in with a whistling sound …
In the mist, Yue Qianchou was just about to turn around to look around when he heard the whistling sound of the wind behind him. He jumped in fright, thinking that the other party had launched an attack. Without another word, thousands of Black Flame Flying Swords flashed out and destroyed all the things that came at them …
The reason why the fog here was thicker was because he had used the water art to release the fog. This was to better control this area and avoid being ambushed without him knowing. Therefore, no matter how many stones were shot at him, they were all shattered.
When he found that all the stones on the ground were stones, he felt like he had been tricked. He immediately cursed again, "Which shameless old thing actually threw stones at people? Do you still have any morals?"
Ji Fenglu was infuriated once again. Bai Meng instead raised a hand and pressed it against his shoulder, his gaze lighting up as he stared at the gravel covering the field. The reason why no one dared to attack the fog was that they did not understand the power of this seven-colored fog. They were afraid that the magic tools and magic treasures in their hands would be destroyed if they came into contact with the poison. However, they did not expect that they could borrow the gravel in this field.
Bai Meng waved at everyone and pointed at the gravel in the field. He then pointed at Ji Fenglu, indicating for everyone to copy what he had done just now. Everyone's face lit up. Without a word, they swept up a large amount of gravel on the ground and fiercely pushed it in the direction where Yue Qianchou's curses came from.
In an instant, the earth-shattering gravel shot into the fog with a whooshing sound …
When the rain of gravel rushed into the fog, Yue Qianchou immediately guessed what it was. So many? He was a bit dumbfounded. "F * ck!", he hurriedly jumped into a trench at the side. Above his head were the shadows of locusts that were as dense as rain. That sound was truly frightening.
Don't look at it as just rocks. There were quite a few Tribulation Stage experts among them. When those rocks attacked, they could casually break through a wall. Killing ordinary mortals was like cutting vegetables. Even if a cultivator was hit, they would not feel good.
When there was no more movement, just as he jumped out, he immediately heard an earth-shattering sound surging towards him. Thus, he jumped back again. When there was no more movement again, he immediately jumped out and flew away on his flying sword. As he turned around, he roared, "A bunch of shameless people, just you wait."
Everyone rolled up the gravel again. Although they knew that this wouldn't do anything to him, it was also a way to vent their anger. Even Old Xin, who was at the side, couldn't help but join in the fun. That brat was really too arrogant … He chuckled there.
Hearing that flustered and exasperated voice gradually fading away, thousands of people laughed loudly. They finally let out a sigh of relief. However, when they saw the corpses all over the field, they immediately couldn't laugh anymore.
With such dismembered corpses, they couldn't even tell whose they belonged to. Even if they wanted to collect them, they couldn't. The leader of the group thought about it and called for the disciples of the sect to dig many deep pits on the ground. The surrounding corpses were swept into the pits and then directly buried. They had no choice but to do this. No matter what, they were from the same sect. They couldn't let their fellow disciples' corpses be exposed in the wilderness! As for the storage pouches, they tried their best to identify which sect they belonged to. If they couldn't, then whoever picked it up could keep it …
After flying away on his flying sword, Yue Qianchou stopped in front of the vague shadow of a dense forest. He was a little hesitant to go in.
He kept saying that this was the Misty Forest, but he didn't see a single tree in the periphery. Only here did he see one. There was also that colorful fog. In this desolate and boundless desert, even though the wind was blowing continuously, it couldn't blow away the fog that enveloped this place. It really made people feel a little uneasy.
He had already experienced the power of this colorful fog. When he first came in, he thought that since he had taken the Ruyi Pill, he wouldn't be afraid of any poison. However, after a while, he immediately felt that something was wrong. Although it didn't hurt or itch, he felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring. His whole body was numb, and he couldn't even move a finger. Subconsciously, he shouted that something was wrong. He was too careless. He was going to die here today …
Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, his abdomen warmed up, and a warm current flowed through his whole body. His consciousness also gradually became clear, and he was slowly able to move. However, he felt that there was something in his body that seemed to be spinning silk from a cocoon. It was extracting something from every part of his body, and it was flowing towards his dantian.
When he looked inside, he found that the head of the Nascent Soul in his dantian was shining with a golden light. It gave off the feeling of the Vairocana Buddha, and it was very solemn. Strands of colorful threads flowed into his dantian, and were then inhaled by the Nascent Soul through its nose …
Yue Qianchou suddenly realized that the golden bead that had sunk into the Nascent Soul's body had a miraculous effect. Without a doubt, those colorful threads should be the colorful fog that had invaded his body. Even the Ruyi Pill couldn't cure the poison, but it was actually absorbed by the Nascent Soul.
Thinking about it, he really had to thank this golden bead. At every critical moment, it would always help him turn misfortunes into blessings. It was very magical, and he didn't know what it was. However, there was no doubt that it was a good treasure.
Looking around, it was quiet, and the colorful fog was slowly drifting. Behind such bright colors, there was a sense of eeriness, and an indescribable strangeness. Perhaps it had something to do with the dead silence.
He walked slowly and stopped beside a big tree. This tree was completely black, and it had branches, but no leaves. It was a bare tree, and it seemed that these trees had died a long time ago. Looking at the big trees on the side, including those in the dense forest, they were also all black. There were almost no weeds growing on the ground, and it was also pitch-black. On the contrary, there were some hairy things that looked like grass under each tree.
He remembered that Third Brother Xin once said that his master had come here to collect poisonous grass, but he didn't see any other grass. Could it be this thing?
He wanted to collect some to study, and see if he could poison someone to death. Maybe it would be useful in the future. But after thinking about it, he gave up. He didn't understand these things, and when he had the chance to ask Third Brother Xin's master, he could come back whenever he wanted. For now, he should try not to touch anything here.
Should he go in and take a look? Yue Qianchou hesitated for a while. If it wasn't for the golden bead, he would have been poisoned to death. If he encountered something more powerful, he really didn't know if he could handle it.
Looking inside his Dantian again, he saw that his Nascent Soul was still absorbing the colorful threads. He didn't know how long it would take. It was just absorbing and not spitting, wouldn't it be stuffed to death?
"Wu … Wu …" From the depths of the forest came an unknown sound, echoing in the empty black forest. This sound was the only sound left in the silence, and it made people's hair stand on end.
Yue Qianchou carefully looked around, and both his ears were almost pricked up, trying to hear where the sound came from. However, it was difficult to distinguish, and he could only guess that it came from the depths of the forest, or maybe very far away … The sound suddenly disappeared.
Damn it! If I can't poison to death, how can I be scared by a broken forest? If something is wrong, I'll just run, what's there to be afraid of! Yue Qianchou coughed twice, and his voice echoed in the forest. He took out a Black Flame Flying Sword from his sleeve, and jumped on it. Then he waved his hand and pointed around, and recited loudly, "Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, who holds the colorful ribbon and dances in the sky. After the rain comes the setting sun, and the mountains pass in waves … "
After he finished reciting the poem, he suddenly felt emboldened. He thought to himself, in this kind of situation, only a poem by a great person who had defeated all kinds of evil spirits could boost his courage. Forget about those bullsh * t Amen signs.
Then his whole body surged with Black Flame to protect himself, and a few dozen Black Flame Flying Swords and Blue Flame Flying Swords flashed out to accompany him. When he felt that it was safe, he rode his sword and flew at a constant speed into the depths of the forest …
The colorful fog in front of him was getting thicker and thicker, and his vision was getting worse and worse. He almost couldn't see anything in front of him. Yue Qianchou slowed down, and let a few Blue Flame Flying Swords lead the way. He felt that the terrain was getting higher, and the black trees were getting fewer and fewer. It seemed that he was climbing to the top of a mountain.
Damn it! What's in here? Yue Qianchou didn't know how long he had been flying. Just as he was muttering to himself, the scene in front of him suddenly opened up, and he came out of the colorful fog …
Yue Qianchou looked around in surprise, and found that he was already at the top of a mountain in the shape of a basin. The whole mountain was like a huge basin, and he could still see the colorful fog around him, but the inside of the basin was clear, and he could see everything clearly.
Below him was a huge depression, and this depression was not simple. It was actually all golden, and he didn't know if it was made of brass or gold. In the middle of the flat yellow metal ground, there was a wide platform that was tens of meters tall, and it was also golden. It looked like an altar …
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