Fang Yuan and Luo Bingyun both entered the gray mist;
Huang Beiqian was startled for a moment, his old face turned red and he quickly followed.
The gray mist seemed to be alive.
When they noticed someone walking in, they surged up and rolled towards the three of them.
The gray mist contains an extremely terrifying aura. If a mortal is contaminated by this mist, the essence and blood will definitely be sucked dry and turned into skeletons and died.
The white bones will become part of the skeleton soldiers, and they will hide in the lonely soul path and never be reincarnated again.
But Fang Yuan and the other three are immortal cultivators, and their bodies and souls have been transformed, so naturally they are not afraid of this mere gray mist.
After entering the fog area, the three of them all had lights flashing on their bodies, and they each used protective methods.
Huang Beiqian waved his hand.
Nine palm-sized jade tablets engraved with runes were released, circling around the upper, middle and lower levels to form a mobile protective formation about ten feet in size.
The protective array exuded red light flowing shadows. As soon as the gray mist touched the red light, it immediately made a "sizzling" corrosive sound, followed by streams of strange black smoke, and a faint sound of pain.
The other gray mist, as if it had intelligence, did not dare to intrude into the red light, and only dared to hover outside the red light.
Luo Bingyun released a white snow lotus, which hovered above her head.
The bottom of the snow lotus emits a mobile light mask barrier about ten feet in size. This light mask is pure white and crystal clear and forms a cylindrical shape. It repels all the gray fog and prevents it from getting even closer to Luo Bingyun.
The two of them each used protective treasures, but Fang Yuanfeng, who was calm and calm, just pointed his fingertips to the center of his eyebrows.
Immediately, Fang Yuan's body emitted a layer of light green light without using any magic weapon at all.
When the gray mist approaches Fang Yuan, it will seem like it has encountered some terrifying existence, and they will flee in all directions.
Fang Yuan immediately cleared up a piece of clear land that was several feet in size.
This strange sight naturally aroused Huang Beiqian and Luo Bingyun's surprise, but they did not hesitate to ask.
It is inconvenient for ordinary people to inquire about the monks' methods and treasures.
Thinking that Fang Yuan alone dared to provoke two major sects in the main hall, the two of them felt relieved.
If no one has three pegs, how can he dare to take the lead?
Fang Yuan walked in front and ignored the astonishment of the two people.
Not that he wanted to show off in front of the two;
But there is no need to hide behind. It's not like I don't have the strength, so there is no need to be timid.
Walking in front like this, if you encounter any irresistible danger, you can pick up Luo Bingyun and run away!
As for the green light, he actually blessed the green bead with the power of his soul and let Xiaoqing emit it. He originally wanted to disperse the gray fog that was about ten feet away. It was he who first scared these gray fogs to run so far away. Unexpected.
Maybe it's because Xiaoqing has been drooling and staring at the remaining souls in the mist, always wanting to devour them.
Naturally, the mist containing the remnant soul is not stupid, and will not be delivered to Xiaoqing's mouth by itself.
Fang Yuan did not let Qingzhu devour these tiny remnant souls, because they were of little use and were a waste of time.
As soon as he walked into the gray mist, Fang Fang Yuan completely let go of his consciousness to prevent him from being attacked by some unknown danger and being unprepared.
Although the spiritual consciousness is blocked by this strange gray fog and only has a range of more than ten feet, it is better than nothing. It is much better than observing directly with two eyes. The gray fog here is extremely thick, and the sight can not even reach a distance of ten feet. Can't see clearly.
However, the path taken by the man in black robes who entered the gray fog first was easy to follow in this thick fog.
Because a ten-foot-wide passage that is much shallower than the surrounding fog is right in front of you, you can clearly distinguish it with the naked eye.
Fang Yuan and the others just need to move forward along this passage with thin mist.
Fang Yuan didn't care anyway.
The more powerful the parasol is, the better it is for him. It is best to kill the Skeleton King directly, so as to save him from taking action again.
Anyway, no matter what happens, it will naturally be beneficial to those of them who follow.
After tracing the path of the man in black robe, Huang Beiqian's tense heart relaxed a lot.
"With that person from the Cangxuan royal family clearing the way in front, we will have less worries."
Luo Bingyun's brows also relaxed slightly, and she continued,
"The parasol was really powerful that day. It looked like the man was not moving too slowly."
Fang Yuan just nodded slightly and continued walking forward without saying anything.
The three of them were not traveling very fast because the ground under their feet was very uneven and bumpy.
Fang Yuan also lowered his head and looked at the uneven things on the ground.
Those things were like barnacles, with unknown objects squirming inside the carapace, and mist also emerged from these barnacles.
Just shovel the barnacles down? No!
These barnacles seemed to be everywhere, not only on the ground, but also on the sky of the corridor.
And they only have their heads emerging from the ground, most of them are buried deep in the white jade, which can only be done by eradicating all the white jade slabs.
However, there are forbidden formations on all four walls, so this method simply won't work.
I walked like this, one foot deep and one foot shallow, for who knows how long. It was uneventful along the way.
The three of them unknowingly followed the path taken by the man in black and walked into the depths of the gray mist.
The fog gradually turned black from gray at first.
As time goes by.
The three of them all felt a little irritable. After all, the end was far away. The anticipation of not knowing the destination was the longest and the most irritable.
"Crack"
A crisp sound suddenly sounded at Fang Yuan's feet;
Thinking something had happened, Huang Beiqian and Luo Bingyun nervously drew out their weapons.
Huang Beiqian activated all the magic weapons in his hands, looked at Fang Yuan and asked anxiously,
"Fellow Daoist Ma, what's going on? Is there an enemy attack?"
Luo Bingyun also looked at Fang Yuan nervously. The long sword in her hand was buzzing and she was about to attack at any moment.
Fang Yuan was also startled by the sudden sound, stopped suddenly, lowered his head and took a look.
"It's okay, I accidentally stepped on a bone."
Fang Yuan waved his hands to the two of them, indicating that there was no danger, and then leaned down to look at the bones on the ground.
Huang Beiqian and Luo Bingyun behind him also gathered around curiously.
Fang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, then returned to normal, and moved the foot that was stepping on the skeleton away.
There was nothing more than a pile of bones beneath his feet.
There is also a layer of green glittering armor on the outside, and the luster it emits is very extraordinary.
Next to the skeleton, there is a broken sword that has been broken into several pieces. The metal texture is clearly visible, and the aura still exists on it.
I don’t know which unlucky monk died here.
This person has turned into white bones, and he must have been dead for many years, but the luster of his bones is still lingering with traces of Origin Qi, so he must have a high level of cultivation.
This is the way to practice Taoism, you must take life and death lightly.
As a monk, you never know when you will perish. You will either be killed by the enemy, devoured by strange beasts, or die on various ruins battlefields.
When the scenery is beautiful, the scenery is naturally infinite, and corpses in the wilderness are also a normal phenomenon.
Sometimes the ending of a monk is even more tragic than that of an ordinary person.
The monk's soul has now become part of the gray mist, making it difficult to re-enter the reincarnation.
This skeleton didn't turn into a skeleton soldier for some reason. Is it because of the armor it was wearing?
Fang Yuan glanced at the other two people casually.
Luo Bingyun's beautiful cheeks turned slightly white;
Seeing Fang Yuan looking at her, he just nodded slightly, then opened his red lips and said,
"Senior, why didn't this skeleton turn into a skeleton soldier?"
