Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the originally silent night sky, and then the whole place began to tremble. Then a cold breath instantly descended from the sky and covered the entire periphery of the Yinling Spring in an instant.
"What's going on?" Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows and immediately flew into the sky. At the same time, countless sounds of breaking through the air were heard all around. It turned out that countless cultivators stationed below were flying up one after another.
I saw a huge ancient tomb suddenly appearing out of nowhere in the valley surrounded by three big mountains in front of me. To be precise, it was a palace. There was only one palace, but it occupied the entire valley.
The earth was shaking and roaring, and the air was filled with a chill. If you smell it carefully, you will find that there is a faint smell of blood in it.
However, the smell of blood was very faint, and if you didn't look carefully, you would definitely not notice it. At this moment, as the cold air spread, Feng Qingyang suddenly felt irritated, and his eyes were slightly red.
Following the line of sight, there were no doors on the hall, and it was more like an oversized attic than a hall. The attic had four huge stone pillars, and countless monsters were carved on top of the stone pillars, but the faces of those monsters were unheard of.
Inside the attic, a small patio emerged from the ground, and from that patio, thick yin energy was spewing out. This yin energy was the thickest Feng Qingyang had ever seen.
At this moment, as the Yin Qi spewed out, his Dantian could no longer suppress it, and the cyclone in his Dantian began to spin rapidly, with a tendency to break through.
Boom!
There was a roar in the air, and the black fog surrounding the mountains began to move outward quickly. In just a few breaths, it was less than a hundred feet in front of them.
Feng Qingyang acted promptly and decisively ordered a quick retreat. Immediately, all the black-armored soldiers followed him and quickly fled to the rear.
When Lingxue Master of Linglong Cave Heaven saw this, she flew backwards quickly without thinking, but even so, there were still many disciples left there.
They were all in the initial stage of foundation building, and they remained calm in the face of the rapidly advancing black fog, as if they were completely unaware of the danger.
Seeing this, Ling Xuezhu couldn't bear it, and turned back to Jun Wei and said, "Why don't you leave? Is the black fog dangerous?"
"Danger?"
brush…
When the weapon arrived, Jun Wei quickly flew forward to meet the black fog, but was swallowed up by the rolling black fog in a flash. Everyone was shocked and thought of the disciple who was not sure whether he was dead or alive. They all felt worried for him.
But there was another flash in the air, and Jun Wei appeared in front of everyone unharmed, with a faint smile on his face, as if he thought he had proved that the black fog was not dangerous.
"What danger? Isn't it just black fog? I am a proud disciple of one of the ten great righteous sects. How can I be as timid as those scoundrels?"
Hearing this, everyone frowned, thinking how could this man be so narrow-minded. He was not talking about someone else. Any smart person would understand that he was talking about Feng Qingyang.
However, as he was safe and sound, the remaining disciples who had not had time to escape felt relieved. There were probably still more than a hundred disciples floating in the air, carefully looking at the attic above, and their figures were instantly submerged by the endless rolling black fog.
"If you don't seek death, you won't die!" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and couldn't help but say a popular saying in his world, but a gleam of doubt flashed in his eyes.
That black fog was definitely not an ordinary black fog. The whereabouts of the person who had entered before were unknown. If it were that simple, there would definitely not be such a powerful force.
Sure enough, not long after, bursts of screams were heard from the black fog. At the same time, countless disciples flew out from the black fog with terrified faces, their eyes filled with terror and anxiety. They were like frightened birds, trying to escape quickly.
"Are you crazy?" Suddenly, Jun Wei and several other geniuses came out quickly. Jun Wei looked a little embarrassed, as if something strange had happened at the moment when he was engulfed by the black fog.
“Ah… Ah…”
But at this moment, bursts of screams were heard again from the black fog. The screams pierced the sky, and hearing them made people's scalps numb and their whole bodies tremble.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
Countless disciples also flew out rapidly from the black fog, but they were not as calm as Jun Wei and other geniuses. Instead, they were dressed in tattered clothes with blood all over their bodies. What's worse, some of them were torn and their flesh was turned inside out.
A pair of eyes were filled with disbelief and fear.
"There is indeed a problem." Feng Qingyang's heart skipped a beat. Although he did not enter the black fog, he could see a clue from the performance of these people.
Besides fear, there was disbelief in their eyes. Moreover, most of the one or two out of ten disciples who came out from the black fog died in it.
“Blood?”
At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly remembered the faint smell of blood that had permeated the air before, and he immediately knew what was in the black fog.
"If I'm not mistaken, there must be countless blood mosquitoes in this black fog..."
A memory flashed through his mind. It was some knowledge he learned from the "Taiyin Sutra" when he first came to this world.
In the world of cultivation, there is a kind of insect that is invisible and bodyless and can only parasitize in black fog. This insect has a strong parasitic power and a strong hatching ability. It can hatch tens of thousands of tiny offspring in just a few breaths.
"Among them, there are definitely blood mosquitoes!"
Looking at the few survivors, Feng Qingyang already had the answer in his mind. The blood mosquitoes could not be seen, but they existed in reality. The black fog must be composed of countless blood mosquitoes.
The monks who entered before might not notice anything for a while, but as they breathed, the blood mosquitoes entered their bodies, immediately devouring their bodies in an instant, and then attacked other people.
"So that's how it is. The bloody smell actually comes from here. If that's the case, then why is Jun Wei okay?"
In order to confirm the answer in his mind, he turned his head and saw a golden seal floating above Jun Wei's head. The seal dropped a golden light curtain to cover it.
Sure enough, he snorted in his heart, thinking that this man was really cunning. He said that there was nothing wrong, but in fact he just wanted to trick disciples from other sects. However, this man was so cruel that he even dared to trick disciples from his own sect.
Although he looked panicked, there was a deep brilliance lurking in his eyes. Although it was hidden very deeply, Feng Qingyang still caught it in an instant.
"Tong Hai, let's retreat again, retreat thirty miles from here." Then he shouted loudly and flew quickly to the rear.
Tong Hai admired Feng Qingyang from the bottom of his heart. He was a first-class person in both intelligence and strength. As long as he didn't die in the middle of the journey, he would become a super overlord in the future.
"Black Armored Army, follow me..."