nashuaworldcup Chapter 257: Phantom Mist...
Chapter 257: Phantom Mist...
"That's why I'm asking." Luo Shan chuckled:
"Gu Qingcheng has always had good luck. With her around, we can avoid many detours."
If there is a shortcut, naturally you don't want to take a detour.
"Luck, I understand." Ana's eyes lit up, she understood why she felt the other person was friendly, it was because of luck.
The cultivators of the Baiwu clan cultivate Qi, and this so-called Qi is luck.
"Let's go." Luo Shan didn't say anything more. After all, Brother Gu's luck was beyond ordinary.
A dozen people walked for another half an hour, and soon they arrived at another fork in the road, but this time, there were three roads.
Song Guili paused for just a moment and then walked directly towards the middle path.
Seeing this, the people behind hurried to catch up.
Continuing walking forward, they soon arrived at another fork in the road, but this time, Song Guili did not continue walking, but stopped at the intersection.
"Back to where we started?" Everyone looked grim. After walking for such a long time, they returned to the two intersections they first encountered.
"Go to the right?" Si Qianning suggested.
Song Guili raised his hand and used his sword to cut a hole in the stone wall next to him.
Then he put away his sword and walked to the right. Half an hour later, he stopped at a three-way intersection. Song Guili hesitated for a moment, made a mark, and walked to the right.
Soon, everyone stopped at the first intersection again.
"Formation?" Everyone looked at Ling Wanran and Ruan Yan.
Ling Wanran and Ruan Yan looked at each other and shook their heads: "We didn't feel the formation."
They were all formation masters, and Ling Wanran had already been able to carve a third-grade formation, but she didn't notice any clues, so Ruan Yan naturally didn't need to say much.
"Then what's going on?" Si Qianning carried the huge axe and walked to the two roads. He looked for a long time but couldn't see anything else.
"Could it be because of the white fog?" Gu Qingcheng spoke at this time.
White mist?
Everyone looked at the white mist around them with puzzled expressions.
"These white mists have been attached to the spiritual shield for a long time and have condensed into white frost. These things are definitely not ordinary mists." Gu Qingcheng said, and directly broke the spiritual shield and released the strange fire in his body.
After coming into contact with the strange fire, the white mist made a hissing sound, and the small area around Gu Qingcheng became much clearer.
It was because of this fire that everyone realized that the place they were in was completely different from what they saw in the white fog.
"Gu Daoyou, your feet!"
Ruan Yan cried out in surprise, and saw a pile of broken bones under Fellow Daoist Gu's feet.
"Phantom fog!" Gu Qingcheng suddenly spoke out after seeing the scene under her feet.
"It's actually an illusion fog. How could there be an illusion fog in Southern Xinjiang?" Su Jue put away the fan in his hand with a serious expression.
After hearing the word "huanwu", Ling Wanran's face instantly turned ugly.
In her previous life, she had never heard of Phantom Mist, but she knew clearly that Phantom Mist was an extremely dangerous place in the Spirit Sea Secret Realm.
The Secret Realm of Linghai was also the place where she died. In her previous life, she had only heard that there was an extremely special dangerous place with a phantom fog covering a thousand miles in radius, which created a natural Jedi. The cultivators who entered it never came out again, and their life or death was unknown.
Since the phantom fog is from the secret realm of Linghai, why does it appear in this valley deep in the mountains of southern Xinjiang?
Thinking of the series of events that happened before, as well as her previous life, Ling Wanran felt a chill all over her body.
"Fellow Daoist Luo, this place is dangerous, you must be careful." Ling Wanran sent a message to Luo Shan.
Gu Qingcheng released the strange fire at the fork in the road. The hissing sound was endless. Soon, everyone saw that in addition to these two roads, there was a cave in the two stone walls next to it that was big enough for one person to pass through.
This time, Gu Qingcheng walked directly in front, using the strange fire to lead the way. Soon, the space in front gradually became larger.
Gu Qingcheng walked down the stone steps, and was struck by a burst of white light. It was not afraid of the strange fire at all and penetrated into her forehead.
"Junior Sister!" Song Guili was shocked and stood in front of Gu Qingcheng with sword raised.
A black shadow pounced over and faced Song Guili head-on.
"What is this?" Everyone walked into the cave hall and were stunned when they saw the black and sticky monster.
"Are these the corpses of the monks who came in?" Si Qianning pointed to the corpses that had almost piled up into a small hill on the other side.
"Evil beast, why is there an evil beast here?" Ana said in disbelief.
"Do you know what that thing is?" Luo Shan turned his head and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Bad beasts are created by black witches. They represent bad luck, bad luck and disaster."
Ana's tone was solemn, and she was obviously afraid of this so-called evil beast.
"Dark witch? Why is there a cursed beast here?"
After hearing what Ana said, Ying Chan's expression became serious.
Luo Shan also had a strange look on her face after hearing about the black witch. She didn't know if it was because Brother Ling had bad luck or because she was a bad-mouthed person.
Previously, there were rumors that the black witch was colluding with evil cultivators. Now seeing the evil beast here, it is obvious that the black witch trapped in the holy mountain barrier has really escaped.
"This evil beast is actually at the Nascent Soul stage." Bai Yue looked at Song Guili who was at a disadvantage:
"I'm afraid Brother Song won't be able to hold out for much longer. Let's work together to get rid of the evil beast first."
After Bai Yue finished speaking, he flew over with the sword in hand.
Of course, Gu Qingcheng and the others couldn't bear to see their senior brother get hurt, so they rushed over as well.
The rest of the people looked at each other, and except for Bai Wu and his three companions, Ling Wanran, and Ruan Yan, the rest rushed forward.
The evil beast spewed black liquid from its mouth, and any magical weapon that touched it would be corroded.
Seeing this, Luo Shan directly used his spiritual power and the corpse qi of the corpse puppet to resist the liquid.
Even if there were more than a dozen of them fighting against the evil beast with Nascent Soul cultivation, it could only delay time.
Si Qianning was seriously injured before he could even fight for three rounds.
"We won't be able to hold out for much longer at this rate. Fellow Daoist Gu, try using your strange fire."
As Luo Shan spoke, he and the corpse puppet took a few steps back, and a black and white Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of them.
Song Guili and Bai Yue also looked pale. With their cultivation level at the early stage of the Golden Core, they were only able to tickle the Nascent Soul beast.
The evil beast roared and pierced everyone's consciousness with the pressure of its Nascent Soul. Luo Shan, who was controlling the corpse puppet, turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.