"Yes." Pu Yao's tone swept away the usual disdain and was filled with seriousness. "Such a powerful fiend soul beast! I don't know how many years this fiendish mist has passed. I have never seen or heard of such a thick black fiendish energy. This fiendish soul beast surpasses any fiendish soul beast I know of. You have to be careful. "
However, compared to cultivating [Hardship Guard] from the beginning, it was more difficult to cultivate sword essence to the stage of manifestation. Unless they cultivated to the Gold Core stage, the Meridians stage of sword intent transformation, this was not an ordinary abnormal. But even from ningmai to jindan, the difficulty … …
Everyone seemed as if they were facing a great enemy, and their expressions were heavy. A murderous aura condensed and surged within the group, and it was like an enormous beast was slowly moving along the ground.
Even though he was in a rush to find the person in the fiendish mist, but Zuo Mo knew that the fiendish mist was filled with danger and didn't dare to advance rashly. In such a dangerous place, the slightest carelessness could cause the entire troop to die.
Woosh woosh woosh.
"But very effective." The smugness on the fire-faced person's face did not lessen at all.
A Gui's wounds had clearly improved. Her face gradually gained some expression, even though it was still very dull.
Zuo Mo's gaze landed on the vicious creature. Thinking of what Pu Yao had said to him, he asked, "This is a fiend soul beast?"
A strong feeling of danger rose but Zuo Mo forcibly suppressed it. He decided to first see just how powerful this fiend soul beast was.
Lil 'Pagoda and Lil' Fire nervously burrowed into A Gui's arms. Lil 'Black hung tightly on A Gui's hair. Silly Bird's expression was unconcerned. The tense situation in front of her did not cause her to react at all. Tenth Grade floated on the black antennae of the twin butterfly, his cold and murderous little face filled with eagerness.
Come!
Of the five slave transporting boats, Golden Crow Camp's slave transporting boat was at the very center. The seal scripts on the body of the boat gave off a faint light. The Crimson Fiend Cauldron continuously converted the fiendish mist into ling power and channeled it into the formations carved on the body of the boat.
"Maybe it's a descendant of the ancient xiuzhe." Nian Lu combed his fringe and used his imagination to its fullest.
That was a place that all yao dreamed of. Huai Boy was not an exception. Brother Huai 'er was born in the Ying Feng Huai Clan, which was one of the top clans in the area, but in the entire demon realm, it could only be considered average. Ying Feng Huai Clan's [Blue Secret Stab Art] was a pretty good yao art, but Huai Boy was not satisfied.
"Descendants of ancient cultivators …"
Compared to when it was first built, the Crimson Fiend Cauldron was much smaller now. This was thanks to the fact that it operated day and night without rest. The Crimson Fiend Cauldron was a fifth-grade talisman. The ling energy it converted was not only vast but of high quality. As the cauldron circulated day and night, the abundant and pure spiritual energy continuously refined the body of the cauldron like a gentle fire.
These Guard Camp elites that had completed their formation were like fish in water in the fiendish mist. They became the main fighting force.
However, he quickly reacted and became excited. This was a heaven-sent opportunity!
The deacons of the Genius Alliance were set up according to the realms. Each realm had one deacon. Huai Boy wasn't even twenty this year, yet he was able to become a deacon of the Genius Alliance. His strength and talent were unquestionable. However, Huai Boy hadn't thought that he would trigger the prison-breaking battle. There were eight deacons that had entered the Wasteland Beast Chessboard. In terms of strength, he could only be ranked in the middle.
A Wen was a survivor of the dueling arena and had experienced countless cruel battles. The fiend soul beast in front of him gave him great pressure, but it did not cause him to panic.
Before this, they could absorb the fiendish mist and convert it to ling power, but the speed was extremely slow. It was easy to do when they were cultivating, but if they were in battle, it meant that their ling power could not be replenished.
This was the first attack they had encountered up until now. Everyone's expressions were not good. They had just ventured fifty li into the fiendish mist when they started to encounter attacks from unknown and vicious beings. The danger ahead could be imagined.
However, while everyone felt slightly aggrieved at not being able to charge at the front lines, they were slightly expectant. If there really were xiuzhe in the fiendish mist, then it meant that they could also use their full power in the fiendish mist. They were persistently cultivating [Fiend Ling], but they had to reach the third level before they could directly absorb the fiendish mist and convert it to ling power.
This merit could probably be exchanged for a pretty good yao art.
They might have cultivated [Fiend Ling], but they had not practiced it for long, and could only barely withstand the corrosion of the fiendish mist. The fiendish mist that was filled with danger to them was not just harmless to Guard Camp, but was very beneficial. How could this not cause the eyes of those who were used to charging at the front to be red?
Zuo Mo was shocked. Such a serious tone was rare for Pu Yao.
He was able to become a deacon of the Genius Alliance at such a young age, and his ambitions were great. In the history of the Huai Clan, no one had ever reached Sky Yao through cultivating [Blue Secret Stab Art]. How could he be satisfied? The family had spared no effort in nurturing him, and used all kinds of methods to gather even more powerful yao arts for him. However, each of the top yao arts was extremely valuable. After so many years, they still had not found anything.
Tenth Grade was born from the twin butterfly absorbing black fiendish energy. He didn't feel any fear towards the fiendish mist, but felt close to it. However, his intuition towards danger was much sharper than normal xiuzhe. The strong feeling of danger that came from the depths of the fiendish mist caused him to not dare to go deeper. He might be proud, but he was not stupid. After following Zuo Mo and Gongsun Cha to "fish," Tenth Grade had a better understanding of the dangers in the fiendish mist.
Many of them had put their hopes on that xiuzhe in the depths of the fiendish mist.
"Don't be jealous of him!" Nian Lu adjusted his clothing and said, "You can learn from Captain. As long as your sword essence reaches the level of manifestation, you will be impervious to all evils. Just the fiendish mist is naturally not a problem."
The Crimson Fiend Cauldron had been forged with the power of all of Golden Crow Camp. It could be said to be an unprecedented innovation. However, limited by the cultivation of Sun Bao, Ji Wei, and the others, the Crimson Fiend Cauldron had many places that were slightly impurities. After a long period of ling power refinement, the impurities of the Crimson Fiend Cauldron had been slowly refined away. The quality of the cauldron was even better than before, and its size had shrunk greatly.
There were black-armored hardship guards constantly patrolling the perimeter. Their expressions were wary, and they were all hardship guards that had completed weaponization. A Wen ran at the very front, the black spear in his hand, the bright red tassel of the spear swaying like flames.
A Wen stared closely at the unknown vicious creature in front of him. This vicious creature was shaped like a tiger or leopard, its slender and strong figure filled with beauty. Its entire body was covered in scales that were as hard as metal, layered and flashing with a cold light. The feet that landed on the ground had sharp claws that were like hooks that effortlessly sank deep into the earth. The eye sockets were deep, the joints protruding. However, there were no eyeballs in the eye sockets, only a patch of red light.
Everyone's expression changed. Enemy attack!
The expression on the handsome face silently changed. Murderousness rose, his eyes filled with viciousness. A thick black mist came out of the webbing between his thumb and index finger that he held the spear. It was like a black snake that wrapped around the black spear.
Huai Boy's eyes lit up and his fighting spirit rose.
The fleet advanced quickly and silently in the fiendish mist.
The surrounding people all had black lines on their faces. This guy had read too many strange stories.
"Extremely low." Qian Liu did not hesitate in giving his evaluation.
The cold texture of the black spear passed over. He suddenly felt a wave of confidence. In the past, in the dueling fields, he had defeated many opponents that were stronger than him, and the present him was even stronger than before!
Gongsun Cha led Vermillion Bird Camp, Shu Long led Guard Camp, and Xie Shan was on the slave transporting boat at the very back. On the remaining slave transporting boat, Ma Fan sat cross-legged at the top of the boat. The other people of Sky Peak Platoon were scattered around the boat. Ever since Ma Fan had his epiphany last time, his sword essence had reached the level of manifestation. The suppression he received from the fiendish mist had been minimized.
There seemed to be an invisible wall around Ma Fan. The red-black fiendish mist was unable to enter his body. No one felt any ling power vibrations. This meant that Captain was not using ling power. This was just a natural manifestation of his sword essence.
The fire-faced person twisted his mouth. "Only you are interested in these low level things. However … … "He had a smug expression." My moves aren't bad. "
"I hadn't thought that someone would trigger the prison-breaking battle so quickly. I'm slightly surprised," Qian Liu said with a smile.
A clear sound of collision suddenly sounded on the outskirts.
The one encountering the enemy was A Wen.
"There are people in this kind of stupid place?" Lei Peng rumbled. He was slightly puzzled.
There were not many rules in the Genius Alliance, but the rule that merit would be rewarded was the most well enforced. Nine Sky Yao had once appeared in the Genius Alliance. Of them, five had left yao arts for the Genius Alliance. Adding on all kinds of wondrous techniques that the past alliance leaders had collected, they were all stored in a yao art tree at the center of the yao realm. This tree surpassed the yao art trees of any yao art house.
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Zuo Mo stood at the bow of the slave transporting boat, his gaze tightly fixed forward. The array glyphs on the body of the ship shone on his tense face, flickering. Beside him, A Gui propped up her chin and copied Zuo Mo to look into the distance.
Lei Peng was speechless.
It was strange that the white antennae of the twin butterfly were a faint ball of white mist from beginning to end. There were no signs that they had materialized.
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Qian Liu was too lazy to speak and stared at the prison battlefield.
Huai Boy warily observed the surroundings.
A Wen's gaze met the red light in the vicious creature's eyes. He felt his body tighten and he couldn't help but shudder.
Ping!
Of course, the most important thing was that unreasonable vicious bird was at the side … …
The prison-breaking battle had to be won no matter what! Huai Boy decided inside.
Tenth Grade glanced out of the corner of his eye at Silly Bird who was resting with her eyes closed. He reflexively shrunk his neck.
His presence suddenly exploded. His fiendish eyes were wide as he shouted, "Kill!"
Lei Peng's gaze landed on the nimble hardship guards and was filled with admiration. "This broken place is really crushing us to death. But Guard Camp is so good! Even An wants to go cultivate [Hardship Guard]. "
He leveled the black spear in his hand and stabbed forward without any finesse.
"Motherf * cker!" Lei Peng exhaled heavily.
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