Zhao Jiuge has seen a lot of strong winds and waves, and has wandered between life and death many times. He doesn't pay much attention to the small things in front of him, so he always looks like water even when he looks at the yellow-white fog that is less than one meter.
And Xiao Hei has been staying with Zhao Jiuge since he was a child. Even before he turned on his spiritual intelligence, he was influenced by Zhao Jiuge. Therefore, his personality and behavior are very similar to Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge, the eldest brother, did not move, and Xiao Hei naturally did not move at all either. .
"You guys aren't leaving yet?"
Seeing two figures next to him, Zhao Jiuge frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice. After all, Zhao Jiuge had a pretty good impression of these two people at the moment. As for the other people in the team, he didn't have this impression.
"We're leaving now."
The handsome young man looked relatively simple and inexperienced. He gave Zhao Jiuge a friendly smile, and then protected Fairy Caixia, working hard to be the Flower Protector to the end.
I have to say that this handsome young man has a good background. At this moment, his body is filled with light and he has a magic weapon to protect his body. However, he has not forgotten the safety of Fairy Caixia.
"Don't worry, let's go, I will protect you, it's okay." Seeing Fairy Caixia trembling a little and looking a little nervous, the handsome young man comforted her softly.
The corner of Zhao Jiuge's mouth curled up. Looking at this handsome young man, he couldn't help but sigh. If he continues to get along, he might actually get the Caixia Fairy. After all, even if he is a monk, women are more timid than men in this regard. many.
The handsome young man, taking advantage of this opportunity, put his arm around Fairy Caixia's shoulders with one hand, held the flying sword in the other, and dived directly into the mist that filled the sky.
In the blink of an eye, only Zhao Jiuge and Xiao Hei were left in this small space. Seeing this, Zhao Jiuge also said, "Let's go."
Relying on Xiao Hei's cultivation and the body of his spiritual beast, Zhao Jiuge was not worried about him at all. Then he released the protective spirit armor and rushed into the fog with a movement of his body. The reason why he did not release the Sanskrit Saint The reason is that they are afraid of exposing their identities. Even if their identities are exposed, these people can't do anything about them, but in that case, the journey may seem too boring.
Xiao Hei was the last one to rush in. Not long after he rushed in, the remaining space was quickly shrouded in the yellow-white mist that filled the sky, and Xiao Hei was only covered with a faint silver light, although he has not yet received the inheritance. , but relying on his natal magical powers and strong physical body, he doesn’t take this Feng Lang too seriously.
Zhao Jiuge was surrounded by a golden spiritual armor, which was condensed by spiritual power. Entering the yellow-white mist, Zhao Jiuge squinted his eyes and deliberately relaxed his spiritual power, allowing his physical body to feel the power of the yellow-white mist.
In an instant, numbness surged from the skin on the surface of the body to all parts of the body. Along with that numbness, there was also a deep soreness. After experiencing the power of this mist, Zhao Jiuge instantly activated the body protection. Spirit armor, and using spiritual power to eliminate the yellow-white mist wrapped in the body.
After feeling the power of this mysterious fog, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that if the light only had such a little power, the team would not be in any danger at all, and they would be able to survive this time safely through the fog that filled the sky. crisis.
In the mist, the eldest and second son of the three sword cultivator brothers have come to the side of the third son. They are supporting each other on the left and the right, and are protected by the two brothers. Naturally, these poisonous fog cannot get close to the third son. , and Lao San also slowly recovered. After swallowing a magic pill, the toxicity in his body began to slowly ease, and the numbness began to dissipate from his body.
As for Kui Qing and Feng Yao, they had already gathered together. Even if they each had their own agendas, things had to be done properly. The handsome young man and Fairy Caixia who entered the scene also followed Kui Qing and his wife. Behind him, there was only the old man with a sinister face, alone on his side, exuding a black light.
Entering the fog, the field of vision is completely restricted. Fortunately, the spiritual consciousness can still be used. Zhao Jiuge discovered before that the spiritual consciousness cannot penetrate the fog, but he can feel it when he is in it.
Now that everyone is immersed in the scene, they can naturally have some understanding of the fog. They find that although the fog is wide in scope and contains poison, it does not cause much substantial harm to those who are in the realm of gods. Perhaps dealing with those Low-level monks can also play a big role.
This foggy unit seemed to be extremely wide, and it seemed that it could never end. After walking for about half a day, Feng Yao at the front suddenly stopped, and even Kui Qing next to her looked at her with some doubts.
But when they saw the increasingly solemn and somewhat frightened expression on Feng Yao's face, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in everyone's hearts.
"I seem to know what this fog is."
Before Kui Qing had time to ask Feng Yao what happened, he saw Feng Yao speaking nervously, swallowing his saliva while speaking.
"What the hell?"
The third of the three sword cultivator brothers couldn't wait to ask. At this time, he had calmed down a little, and the effect of the elixir had begun to show. I'm afraid he was the only one who wanted to know what this mist was. After all, he was there at the beginning. This mist has suffered a lot.
Everyone else also focused their attention on Feng Yao. Everyone believed her words without doubt. After all, Feng Yao originally lived in Shiwanda Mountain and knew more or less about this southern barbarian forest.
"I've never seen this thing before, but I've heard old people say it's the fog of death. Wherever it passes, not a blade of grass will grow, let alone us monks." Feng Yao herself was a little shocked and paused. After a moment, he continued.
"These fogs are all released by a kind of thing called Huangling Bee. They are the pollen of some poisonous flowers and poisonous weeds. These fogs are not the point at all. The point is those Huangling Bees, although their strength is not that high. , but they cannot stand in large numbers, and wherever they pass by, whether they are spiritual beasts or monks, they will all be devoured by you."
The Southern Barbarian Forest is really full of wonders. This is the first time Zhao Jiuge has heard of this kind of death mist and spiritual beasts, and this yellow spirit bee is undoubtedly one of the more peculiar ones among the spiritual beasts.
"Then what should we do later? No matter how many of these Yellow Spirit Bees there are, there must be a limit. And since the cultivation level of these Yellow Spirit Bees is not high, we can't solve it with so many advanced monks in the realm of God Transformation. "This time it was the handsome young man's turn to be a little anxious, but he was not anxious for himself or worried about his situation, but for Fairy Caixia beside him. For some reason, he had been worried about Fairy Caixia since he first saw her. Deeply infatuated with her.
"What else can we do? We can only force our way in. As for the strength and number of these yellow spirit bees, we can only leave it to fate. Of course, we can't escape by running. One person is not as powerful as everyone together." Feng Yao shook her head with some self-deprecation, feeling helpless. She never expected that they were so lucky to encounter such a rare thing.
As if to confirm Feng Yao's words, just as her voice fell, everyone heard a slight buzzing. The sound made people shudder. Naturally, they could think of what it was. At first, the sound was relatively slight, and then More and more intense.
Feng Yao's face suddenly changed, as if she had thought of something, and she shouted hysterically, "This Huang Ling Bee is afraid of fire. If you have a fire attribute magic weapon, you can take it out. Don't look at the Huang Ling Bee. It is weak, but there are many of them. Once it is attacked, Once he gets close, you can't get rid of him, so don't let him get close."
This time there was no need for Feng Yao to remind everyone. Everyone knew what to do. However, when their spiritual consciousness swept over the tens of thousands of Huang Ling Bees, everyone still couldn't help but feel their scalps numb. Thinking of these Huang Ling Bees Wrapping themselves up, everyone began to resist with all their strength.
Zhao Jiuge's spiritual consciousness swept through the densely packed Yellow Spirit Bees. Each one was only half the size of a palm. Their whole body was yellow, white and black. Most of the body was yellow, and there was a black poisonous needle as long as a thumb at the tail. , cold light flows.
Every yellow spirit bee is only at the foundation building level, and occasionally some larger queen bees are only at the talent level. But just such a group of yellow spirit bees can make people change their mood. Fortunately, The strength of this group of Huangling Bees is not too strong. If it were a little deeper, even Zhao Jiuge might be in danger. Even so, those in the current realm of God Transformation may not be able to easily deal with this group of Huangling Bees.
Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes. This description is absolutely correct. Facing the overwhelming yellow bees that suddenly appeared in the mist, Kui Qing and Feng Yao panicked and immediately was scattered.
I saw Kui Qing, who specializes in body tempering, holding the big sword that exudes blue light, showing the aura that one man can stand against ten thousand people. He kept waving the big sword in his hand, releasing one sword after another, and A faint spiritual light appeared on the surface of his own skin. Even if there were some fish that slipped through the net, when the yellow spirit bee hit Kuiqing's surface, it had no time to release the poisonous needle at its tail, and was shattered into pieces and annihilated.
With Kui Qing's cultivation, there was no big problem in defending in a short period of time. Feng Yao was not far away from Kui Qing and directly used the unique witchcraft in Shiwan Mountain. A flash of black light, it turned out to be a puppet doll, vividly. The released treasure continuously spurted out black light, blocking Feng Yao from the overwhelming yellow spirit bees, and she herself also lowered her head slightly, mumbling words in her mouth, with a weak voice. Generally, others cannot hear what is being said at all.
It's just that once the overwhelming number of yellow spirit bees around him flew within a few meters of Feng Yao's body, those yellow spirit bees fell to the ground on their own and lost their life. It was as if there was an invisible offensive that fell on these yellow spirit bees. Likewise, in just a few breaths, with Feng Yao's body as the center, many Huang Lingfeng corpses were piled up several meters around.
Although Feng Yao's offensive was not the most powerful, it was definitely the most violent. Compared with the number of Huangling Bees that Kui Qing killed every time he waved the sword in his hand, Feng Yao undoubtedly killed more. many.