"Elder Mei, which road should we take?" Yan Wushi looked at the fork in front of him and looked at Elder Mei.

Elder Mei did not speak, and raised his hand and sprinkled a stream of silver-white powder. It was the pathfinding spice I had used before, floating towards the several passages in front.

But at this moment, a layer of strange blood suddenly appeared on the ground under everyone's feet, and a large piece of blood-colored mist emerged from it and spread rapidly.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly retreated and dodged, and sacrificed magic weapons or summoned Yanjia to protect their bodies.

However, the blood mist was unknown, but it could easily penetrate the magic weapon and Yan Jia's spiritual light, penetrate into the bodies of Chen Luo and others, and turn into a strange airflow and run straight towards their minds.

In the horror, he no longer dared to hide his weakness. He used all his strength to activate the power of the Pure Yang Sword and the Demon-Slaying Sword. The Pure Yang golden light burst out, eliminating most of the blood mist in time, but a small part of the blood mist was still invaded his mind along his body.

With a "buzzing" sound in my mind, a strong desire for bloodthirsty killing surged into my heart, and bloodshots appeared in my eyes.

However, he repeatedly resisted the bloodthirsty thoughts of demonic energy, and was already familiar with this kind of thing. He immediately activated the Buzhou God-Suppressing Technique. The power of the soul in his mind condensed into a phantom of the Buzhou giant peak, and immediately suppressed the bloodthirsty thoughts.

At the same time, the Panlong Wall and Dingyuan Relic on his body lit up at the same time, and two pure powers poured into his body. In conjunction with the Buzhou God-Suppressing Technique, he defeated this bloodthirsty thought like a tyrant.

Shen Luo's eyes returned to normal, and his body disappeared from the spot in a flash. The next moment he appeared in a passage dozens of feet away, escaping the range of blood mist...

"It's the blood mist that attracts the slaying. Could it be the strange blood mist that Lin Han said before?" He looked at the blood mist in front of him and said in his heart.

At this moment, two "swooshing" sounds, two more people flew out of the blood mist and landed near him, but Elder Mei and Yan Wushi.

Elder Mei was covered with a layer of purple glow, and a phantom of flowers appeared faintly inside. I don’t know what magical power it was.

Yan Wushi was wearing a strange-shaped armor, with two silver wings on it, silver lightning flashing on it, and a white jade crown on it, and a white pearl inlaid on it. A white glow emitted from it, protecting his head.

Elder Mei glanced at Chen Luo, and a hint of surprise flashed through his expression.

Unfortunately, except for the three of them, no one of the remaining disciples of Tianji City escaped. At this moment, all the eyes of those people turned blood-red, and they made wild beast-like "hoho" sounds, fighting each other, obviously they were completely controlled by the blood-colored fog and bloodthirsty thoughts.

The blood-colored mist on the ground continued to gush out, spreading quickly towards the three people who fell.

Seeing this, Elder Mei waved his sleeves and a green bead flew out, and it quickly grew bigger with a crackling sound, turning into a windmill-like blue armor covered with spiritual patterns in the shape of a strong wind.

He muttered something, and the spiritual patterns on the windmill armor sprayed out a large piece of green light and turned rapidly.

Suddenly, a whistling sound broke out, and a strong green wind swarmed out from it, turning into a hurricane dozens of feet high in a blink of an eye, rushing forward, and immediately blowing all the blood-colored mist forward, showing five or six disciples of Tianji City in the bloody mist.

Without the existence of blood-colored fog, these disciples of Tianji City fought each other.

Elder Charming waved his sleeves again, and the sleeves were clattering and eight or nine green ropes shot out, wrapping up the bodies of the disciples of Tianji City and pulling them hard.

Several disciples of Tianji City flew backwards and landed beside Elder Mei, completely freeing from the blood-colored mist.

At this moment, the blue light flashed at Shen Luo's hand, and he was about to rescue the disciples of Tianji City, but Elder Mei had already taken the lead and dissipated the blue light and activated the Dingyuan Relic on his body.

Eight or nine golden lights flew out and flashed into the heads of these disciples in Tianji City.

The bloodthirsty thoughts in the minds of these disciples of Tianji City were dispersed by the power of Buddhist meditation in Dingyuan Sarizi, and the blood in his eyes was dim.

"Buddhist relics? No wonder." Elder Mei nodded slightly when he saw the golden light on his hands, and was about to try to help these people recover completely.

However, a wave has not yet subsided, and the changes have arisen again!

A thunderous sound suddenly came from the ground under everyone's feet. Before they could react, countless thick black air as rich as ink gushed out of nowhere, instantly submerging everything and obscuring everyone's sight. The black air was filled with the ultimate cold and resentment, making the spiritual consciousness completely unable to spread.

Chen Luo was shocked and immediately activated the power of the bloodthirsty banner to the greatest extent. A large piece of black light shot out, forming a half-meter-thick black light curtain around him, isolating all the yin energy and resentment outside.

He shouted softly at the same time, pinched the bloodthirsty banner with both hands, and a huge black palm as big as a house shot out from it, with black yin fire burning on it, grabbing it on the rich black air around it.

With a "swish" sound, the black gas melted like ice and snow encountered fire, and a gap of several feet was easily captured.

Chen Luo was about to jump out, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and he stopped his body again. He flipped his hand and took out a blue robe like a cloak and put it on his body. It was Rusty Yanluo Jinyi.

A blue light like clouds surged out from above, forming a blue cloud of several feet in size around him.

The other parts of the black gas were pounding now. It was obvious that Elder Mei, Yan Wushi and others also launched an attack. The black gas that covered the sky and the sun trembled violently for a few times, collapsed and scattered, revealing the surprised faces of Yan Wushi and others.

But their joy immediately solidified and their faces turned pale.

Because at some point, dense Yin beasts appeared around, filling the surrounding passages. I don’t know how many heads, three layers inside and three layers outside surrounded Chen Luo and others.

There were also waves of yin energy lurking underground and in the stone walls above the head, with a large number of them, and there were no dead corners for escape.

These Yin beasts are very powerful. Almost all around everyone are Mahayana, with as many as thirty or forty heads. A little further away is Yin beasts in the out-of-body stage, with a larger number.

Chen Luo and others' hearts sank. With so many Yin beasts, even if there is Elder Gui, the real immortal stage, they have no chance of winning.

Chen Luo looked ugly, but he didn't give up. His thoughts changed sharply, thinking about how to escape from the heavens.

At this moment, the group of Yin Beasts in front suddenly separated to both sides, and two figures slowly walked out, but there were two young women in gauze, one holding a blue sword, the other was tall, carrying a golden cannon on his shoulder, which was the two Earthly Demon Corpse Kings that Chen Luo had met before.
Chapter completed!