With a scream, she quickly let go of Feng Qingyang's hands, dodged to the side, gave him a complicated look, turned around and flew to the ground.
Feng Qingyang was also unusually embarrassed. He touched his nose and walked away.
"General... that woman is the Saint of Linglong Cave Heaven!"
"I know." He responded silently and closed his eyes. It was almost dawn now and he wanted to go and investigate it himself at night. After all, this was related to whether he could advance in one fell swoop.
The sun sets and the moon rises, and the day seems to pass in peace again. When the light is blocked by the last cloud, he finally opens his eyes and looks into the distance at the valley surrounded by mountains, with a gleam in his eyes.
Last night's riot took place on a full moon night at 12:30 am, when the yin energy should have been at its strongest, but it was absorbed by the valley. However, that situation has not occurred in recent days.
"If my guess is correct, this Dragon-Severing Platform was built intentionally by someone. Every mid-month, it absorbs the most concentrated Yin energy and the resentment released by the Dragon-Severing Platform. Could it be that something is sealed and suppressed in the Yin Spirit Spring?"
There was a flash of light in his eyes, and then he calmed down. Fortune and wealth are sought in danger, and one cannot gain a tiger cub without risking it. He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly rushed towards the black mist with a whoosh.
His departure immediately alarmed all the people nearby. After the riot and abnormality in the work, they were now like frightened birds, and their hair would stand on end at the slightest disturbance.
"Do you think the Red Devil can lead us to conquer this group of talented disciples?" Watching Feng Qingyang dive into the black mist, Tong Hai calmly looked at the black-armored soldiers around him and said.
After a short silence, everyone said, "He can make us feel the passion we haven't felt for a long time."
At this time, Feng Qingyang had already entered deeply into the fog. After learning from the previous experience, he put up a curtain of light before coming, covering himself tightly.
In the black fog, you couldn't see your hand in front of you. Even with his eyesight, he could only see one or two meters in front of him.
"Sky Eye, open!"
His eyes sparkled, but despite this, his field of vision only improved from the initial one or two meters to ten meters. From the outside, it seemed that the black fog only surrounded the three mountains, but after entering it, he found that it was not just that.
This place seemed to be a space of its own. In the black fog, a strong smell of blood was overwhelming. One could only feel it a little from the outside, but when one went deeper into it, one found it was overwhelming.
If he had not known that the black fog was the blood mosquito, he would have suffered a loss. Fortunately, he was careful at this time, and as long as the light curtain protecting himself was still there, he could isolate himself from the black fog from the outside world.
"No, the first disciple who entered Xiaoyao Sect died quietly. There must be something strange going on!"
As the thought came to his mind, it grew rapidly and he couldn't help himself. Sure enough, when he went deeper into the black fog, he suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. He felt that there was a pair of cold eyes staring at him in the black fog.
He thought for a moment and turned his head back, but all he saw was a black fog, with no clues to be seen.
"Swoosh..."
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking air beside his ears, and Feng Qingyang was shocked. He thought that he had finally waited for the mastermind behind the scenes. He felt weak all over, and his dantian began to shake slightly. It was extremely difficult for him to suppress his own strength now.
But if he succeeds in suppressing it, it will bring him many benefits. As the saying goes, "slow and steady wins the race", when he wants to break through, as long as he has enough Yin Qi to support him, he will surely be able to advance to the late stage wandering zombie in one fell swoop, and it is not impossible for him to even reach the peak of the late stage wandering zombie.
At this moment, his energy and spirit were at their peak, and he had a deep grasp of all the movements around him.
"brush… "
A gust of evil wind blew from behind. Feng Qingyang turned around suddenly and saw a ferocious claw extending from the black fog, with its nails hooked.
The claws were ferocious and their appearance could not be seen clearly. It seemed that they were originally black. They appeared and disappeared mysteriously in the black mist, bringing up a gust of evil wind and suddenly grabbing the black light curtain on Feng Qingyang's body.
Snap!
There was a sharp sound in his ears, and his sharp claws actually ignored the layer of light curtain and went straight in.
"Not good!" Feng Qingyang exclaimed. At the critical moment, he flashed and moved backwards several meters from his original position.
As the light curtain on his body shattered, black fog suddenly began to surge out from the cracks.
“No, if it absorbs it, it will definitely be affected, and then who knows, it might even turn into a killing puppet!” He was secretly shocked, but the black mist had already leaked in.
He quickly closed his senses, and at the same time, the ring in his hand flashed, and a fire spell suddenly appeared. Without thinking, he threw it at the incoming black fog.
"Hurry up and give the order, hurry up!"
Boom…
Flames shot up into the sky, and he controlled the raging fire to instantly surround the black fog. This fire spell was a magic-level spell, not an ordinary fire. The flames were faint and blue, and when they enveloped the black fog, they immediately made crackling sounds.
At the same time, there were bursts of foul smells, but the fire was also swallowed up by the black fog in an instant, and they both perished. Feng Qingyang was surprised and dodged repeatedly in the black fog.
However, no matter how fast he was, there were things that were faster than him. From the black fog, there came bursts of low growls, as if they were extremely angry that Feng Qingyang was able to escape his clutches.
“It actually ignored the defense of magic power. No wonder the disciple who entered before died quietly. If my guess is correct, he must have been attacked by the monster in the black fog when he went deeper into it and lost his life!”
His figure was running around in the black fog, but he could no longer tell the direction. He could only fly upwards based on his feeling. The black fog was rolling and there were bursts of roars.
"Are you going to keep pestering me?" Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, and a light flashed in his hand. He took out several magic-level fire talismans at once. He had seen before that the black fog could only be restrained by fire. However, how could the black fog that could surround three mountains be burned away by his few small magic-level fire talismans
"I want to see what kind of monster you are!" A surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart. What he hated most was this kind of passivity. It was extremely frustrating.
Boom…
The weapon rolled endlessly, and the claw stretched out from the void again, quickly grabbing Feng Qingyang.
Boo…
The light curtain made a crisp sound, as if it was made of paper, and a large ball of black mist rose from the claws and stretched out through the crack.
“Here it comes!”
He flipped his hands in an instant and cast several talismans at the same time.
"Hurry up and give the order, hurry up!"
Boom…
The sea of fire was surging, and several magic-level fire spells exploded at the same time, instantly burning the black fog within a radius of several meters, even including the palm.
The air exploded, as if something was ignited. At the same time, a violent scream came from the black fog...