"Do you think ninth-order monsters are so easy to meet?"
Bingji's sneer echoed in the ears of several people.
"Can't you use your demon sense to feel if there are any more powerful monsters than you?" Lou Muyan whispered to Bingji.
Bingji pouted, "The demon power in my body is half sealed by that kid, so the demon consciousness can't penetrate."
Lou Muyan laughed lightly after hearing his tone: "Even if he doesn't block your demon power, your demon sense can't penetrate that layer of fog, right?"
The ice halberd froze, "Cough, that layer of fog is a natural barrier, and even the ninth-order monsters can't spy on it."
Lou Muyan no longer communicated with him, with a smile on his lips, he asked a few people, "Are you still going in?"
"What are Mu Yan's plans?" Ye Qinghan asked with a bit of interest on his face.
"Naturally, go in and have a look, there is no reason to back down if you come here." Lou Muyan said.
Shi Feng and Mu Yi had never entered the three dangerous places in the Luoxia Mountains before, and with their eyes full of interest, Lou Muyan was not afraid of a little girl, and they were even more afraid.
Although Ling Feiyang was sitting in a wheelchair, his cultivation still remained at the Sword King. He smiled warmly and said, "Go in and have a look."
Yun Lan naturally wouldn't object, pushing Ling Feiyang and stepping into the foggy forest with a few people.
Entering the fog forest, there is no such thing as poisonous gas. On the contrary, the spiritual energy here is much richer than outside, and the front is still foggy and can't see the front.
"Everyone, be careful." Ye Qinghan said to a few people cautiously after discovering that after entering the foggy forest, his mental power was still unable to detect the surrounding situation.
Lou Muyan thought about it and released Mo Yan, "Do you know this fog forest?"
Mo Yan's light eyes swept the surroundings, and he said, "This is a natural aura barrier, which can isolate all the exploration of spiritual power and demon consciousness, but the demon beasts in the depths of the forest can discover your existence. "
"Is there really a ninth-order monster here?" Lou Muyan thought that since there are such rumors, it shouldn't be too distorted.
Mo Yan said: "Of course there is, he is paying attention to your movements at this time."
"What?" Lou Muyan was stunned for a while, and asked, "How do you know that demon consciousness can't detect the mist?"
"Although the demonic consciousness can't penetrate into the depths of this foggy forest, I can feel a very faint demonic consciousness is being cast here, and all your movements can't escape his eyes." Mo Yan's tone contained Si Shao Some are dignified.
Lou Muyan frowned and said, "Then don't we automatically send it to the door for him to slaughter? Is it really the breath of a ninth-order monster?"
"I can be sure that a ninth-order monster is watching. As for slaughtering you all, there is no killing intent in his breath." Mo Yan paused and said, "You are just catching a few fifth-order monsters to provoke anger. Not him, as long as you don't step into his core territory."
"Is this the pride of your monsters?" Lou Muyan asked, remembering Bingji's words.
Mo Yan glanced lightly at the colorful parrot standing on Lou Muyan's shoulder, and said, "Not every monster must be proud or proud, but for most high-level monsters they are Follow such principles, and not be as careful as humans."
"Boy Mo, why are you looking at the young master when you say the previous sentence?" Bingji's voice sounded in Lou Muyan's sea of consciousness.
Lou Muyan's ancient contract art is different from the animal taming art in this continent. In the sea of knowledge, all contracted monsters can communicate on their own, so Mo Yan's words are naturally heard.
Mo Yan looked at him coldly, "I'm referring to you, what should you do?" This bird was talking in Lou Muyan's sea of consciousness all day long, it was too loud.
"Hmph, I don't have the same knowledge as you, a fifth-order monster."
Bingji found that Mo Yan's eyes were too penetrating, and also knew that the bloodline talent of the other party was much purer than that of his Qingluan mythical beast descendant. awful.
"Even if Mo Yan is only at the fifth rank now, you who are suppressed at the sixth rank may not be able to beat him." Lou Muyan raised her eyebrows and smiled, her words more optimistic about Mo Yan.
Mo Yan is a high-level demon cultivator who has been rehabilitated. In such a short period of time, he went from the first rank to the fifth rank. The cultivation speed is much faster than hers. The half-hearted divine beast like the Ice Halberd can't compare at all.
Moreover, in terms of experience and experience, what Bingji was inferior to Moyan was that Shitiaojie couldn't catch up.
"Master, you are too partial, Bing Ji likes you so much, why do you like that cold guy more." Bing Ji had long felt that Mo Yan was not simple, and he naturally wouldn't be so stupid to provoke again and again, so he took the lead Rubbing Lou Muyan's shoulder, he changed the subject.
Lou Muyan stroked his forehead, is this guy really an eighth-order monster? Why is he so unprincipled and disciplined.
However, with the addition of Bingji, their lives have become much more lively. Although they are sometimes noisy, they can also make people unconsciously relaxed.
At the same time, sitting in a towering palace was a stern looking man in Tsing Yi wearing a crown. In front of him was a picture condensed with demon consciousness. trend.
"Emperor, do you need to clean up?" A dark-skinned man stood respectfully under the man's throne. He looked at the scene in the picture and asked.
The man in Tsing Yi slapped his chin lazily, and said indifferently, "As long as they don't step into the minefield, they don't care."
There are only a few sword masters at the level of sword kings, and they are not worth his shot. What's more, he and the human powerhouses have long agreed that as long as the human sword masters do not step into the minefield, it is not a violation.
"Yes!"
With a casual wave of his hand, the image in mid-air disappeared in an instant, and he got up and went back to the bedroom.
"His demon consciousness has been withdrawn." Mo Yan stared at the air and said suddenly.
Lou Muyan nodded. When she first entered this foggy forest, although she could not feel the demonic consciousness that Mo Yan said, she felt a palpitations in her heart, and now that bad feeling disappeared.
Since the last time her mental power was condensed into a net in the extremely cold mountain range, she has fallen into a state of slumber. This is a state of accumulation and explosion. Now she can only call a small part of it, so she can't detect the other party's That ghost.
The few people slowly groped and walked for a while, Lou Muyan's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to the front left and waved a few flaming blades, "Be careful."
As soon as her voice fell, everyone heard the intensive sound of "咻咻!", and countless ice cones shot out from the thick fog in front and attacked them.
As it approached, one third of the ice cone was melted by Lou Muyan's fiery blade, and the remaining two thirds were blocked and continued to fly towards several people.
However, with Lou Muyan's reminder and the fire blade's buffer, the others quickly reacted and swung their swords one after another, and the sword energy radiated different light colors and slashed towards the ice picks.