"Elder Mei, which road should we take?" Yan Wu Shi looked at the fork in the road ahead and looked at Elder Mei.
Elder Mei didn't say anything. He raised his hand and sprinkled a stream of silver-white powder, which was the path-finding spice used before, and it floated towards the passages ahead.
But at this moment, a layer of strange blood light suddenly appeared on the ground under everyone's feet, and a large amount of blood-colored mist emerged from it and spread rapidly.
Everyone was startled and quickly retreated to avoid the attack, using magic weapons or summoning Yanjia to protect their bodies.
However, no one knew what the blood mist was, but it could easily penetrate the magic weapon and the spiritual light of the Yanjia, infiltrate into the bodies of Shen Luo and others, and turn into a strange airflow that rushed straight towards their minds.
Shen Luo was so horrified that he no longer dared to hide his weakness. He used all his strength to practice the Huangting Sutra and activated the power of the Pure Yang Sword and the Demon-Slaying Sword. A pure yang golden light burst out into the sky, offsetting most of the blood mist in time, but a small part of the blood mist still flowed through his body and invaded his mind.
Shen Luo's mind buzzed, and a strong desire for blood and killing surged into his heart, and bloodshot appeared in his eyes.
However, he had resisted the bloodthirsty thoughts of the evil spirit many times and was already familiar with this kind of thing. He immediately activated the Buzhou Zhen magic. The spiritual power in his mind condensed into a phantom of a giant Buzhou Peak, which immediately suppressed the bloodthirsty thoughts.
At the same time, the Panlong Wall and Dingyuan Relics on his body lit up at the same time, and two pure forces surged into his body. Combined with the Buzhou Zhen Divine Method, they defeated the bloodthirsty thoughts like a whirlwind.
Shen Luo's eyes returned to normal, and his figure disappeared from the spot in a flash. The next moment, he appeared in a passage dozens of feet away, escaping the range of the blood mist.
"It's the blood mist that causes confusion and killing. Could it be the strange blood mist that Lin Han mentioned before?" He looked at the blood mist in front of him and thought to himself.
At this moment, with two "whoosh" sounds, two more people flew out from the blood mist and landed near him. They were Elder Mei and Yan Wu Shi.
Elder Mei was covered in a layer of purple light, with faint shadows of flowers appearing in it. No one knew what kind of magical power it was.
Yan Wu Shi was wearing a strange-shaped Yan armor and had two silver wings on his back with silver lightning flashing on them. On his head he also wore a white jade crown with a white pearl inlaid on it. A white glow emanated from it, protecting his head.
Elder Mei glanced at Shen Luo, a hint of surprise flashing across his expression.
Unfortunately, apart from the three of them, none of the remaining disciples of Tianji City escaped. At this moment, the eyes of those people all turned blood red, and they made wild beast-like "ho ho" sounds and started fighting each other. It was obvious that they had been completely controlled by the bloodthirsty and crazy thoughts of the blood-colored mist.
The blood-colored mist on the ground continued to pour out, quickly spreading towards Shen Luo and the other two.
Upon seeing this, Elder Mei flicked his sleeves and a green round bead flew out. It quickly grew larger with a crackling sound and turned into a windmill-like green armor covered with spiritual patterns in the shape of strong winds.
He muttered something, and the spiritual patterns on the windmill armor emitted large amounts of green light and began to spin rapidly.
Suddenly there was a loud whistling sound, and gusts of green wind swarmed out from it, turning into a hurricane dozens of feet high in the blink of an eye, rushing forward, instantly blowing all the blood-colored mist forward, revealing five or six disciples of Tianji City in the blood mist.