'Where is the source of this miasma? How could that golden-feathered demon bee hiding in a cloud of red miasma avoid being corroded by this miasma?
Gu Qing's mind was spinning.
The original rumbling sound of thunder was faintly mixed with a little buzzing sound. He suddenly noticed something. He lowered his head and looked down. He immediately saw the escaping light transformed by the monks, walking through the layers of trees. In front of all kinds of miasma, they quickly fled upward.
Almost at the same time that he saw the change below, the voices of Murong Pei, the monk surnamed Huang and others sounded in his ears one after another.
These transmissions vary in length, but have roughly the same content.
The news revealed was that an overwhelming number of golden-feathered demon bees suddenly flew upward from below. Many monks had fallen under the sharp mouthparts of the golden-feathered demon bees and were eaten up.
'A monk who can pass through that hundred-foot dark area must be at least in the late stage of Qi refining! In the late stage of Qi refining, he was actually forced to perish by this golden-feathered demon bee, and was even eaten up? Gu Qing frowned slightly, followed the few sound transmissions just now, and flew to the side.
Two breaths of time passed.
Gu Qing came to the side of Murong Pei, who was looking solemn. Within a few breaths after his arrival, the eleventh-level Qi-refining monk surnamed Zhou, the twelfth-level Qi-refining monk surnamed Huang, and the other three people also flew from below. He ran up and came to Murong Pei's side. They were all experienced people. They didn't need to say anything to each other. They exchanged glances and had a brief discussion. Yu Jian gathered together and listed out what to do next. enemy array.
The twelfth-level Qi-refining cultivator surnamed Huang is at the bottom, and there are two eleven-level Qi-refining cultivators on the left and right wings. Gu Qing is standing at the top with a sword, and the last one is a twelfth-level Qi-refining cultivator. Standing in the middle position, several people mobilized their spiritual power, and the various spiritual lights coming out of their bodies merged into one, seemingly turning into a huge hanging sword that exuded cold light.
Many cultivators who were escaping upwards also stopped when they passed by Gu Qing and others. After a brief conversation, they divided into four groups in the blink of an eye, and each took up a formation. The auras connected together, preparing to face the impact of the overwhelming golden-feathered demon bees below.
Gu Qing exuded blood-colored spiritual power and looked down indifferently.
A piece of golden mist below rushed towards the top at an extremely fast speed. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed that this piece of golden mist was a golden-feathered demon bee the size of a head, exuding an astonishing aura.
At a rough count, there are probably more than 10,000 golden feathered demon bees rushing upward! Seeing this scene, the expressions on the surrounding groups of monks who had just formed their formations changed dramatically, and they quickly disbanded their formations and continued to fly upwards, disappearing into the dark area above without looking back.
Among the seven people on Gu Qing's side, three of them were so frightened when they saw this scene that they broke away from the formation without even saying hello, and also flew towards the dark area above.
Murong Pei was helpless when he saw this.
She sent a message to Gu Qing and others, suggesting that they should temporarily hide in the dark area above to avoid the swarm of golden-feathered demon bees. Naturally, they did not refuse and flew towards the dark area above. After leaving, not long after, except for Gu Qing, only the twelfth-level Qi Refining cultivator named Huang was left who had not entered the dark area above.
The monk surnamed Huang glanced at Gu Qing and said: "The golden feathered demon bees here seem to have undergone some kind of mutation. Their bodies are extremely hard. Even with the methods of late-stage Qi refining, it is quite difficult to take down one of them. Facing the overwhelming Golden Feathered Demonic Bees, I am afraid that even the cultivation of the foundation will be numb! It would be okay if all seven of us are here. We only need to work together for five or six hours, and the Golden Feathered Demonic Bees will return to their nests. At that time, I It will be safe later, but now it is nonsense for seven people to join forces. The only way to ensure our own safety is to return to the dark area above."
Gu Qing nodded after hearing the message from the monk surnamed Huang.
He was wielding the Zi Xuan Sword at this time, and was less than half a foot away from the dark area above. The overwhelming golden-feathered demon bees below had reached a position less than a hundred feet below. Many of them had fled here, but they still had not escaped. The monks were flying towards the dark area above like crazy, but several monks were still swallowed up by a large number of golden-feathered demon bees.
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Several monks all sacrificed their magic weapons and used all their strength to show their cultivation in the later stages of Qi refining, either at the tenth or eleventh level of Qi refining. There was even a monk whose cultivation was at the twelfth level of Qi refining.
Surrounded by the golden feathered demon bees, these monks fought hard to resist, beating many golden feathered demon bees staggering. However, in a short period of less than half a breath, the magic weapon was destroyed and devoured. With all the body-protecting spiritual light, all the flesh, muscles, veins, and bones of the whole body were eaten away by the golden-feathered demon bees.
The screams of these monks were drowned in the buzzing sound of the golden-feathered demon bees. Gu Qing saw this and did not react. He just stood quietly in the black position above him and did not respond to the words of the monk surnamed Huang. He just looked at the monk named Huang with calm and steady eyes.
The corner of monk Huang's eyes twitched slightly.
He saw that the golden-feathered demon bees were about to close up, and there were almost no monks around, so he waved his hand. The golden-feathered demon bees that had gathered towards Gu Qing immediately bypassed Gu Qing and flew into the dark area above. Surrounded by hundreds of golden-feathered demon bees, Gu Qing still had no expression and just looked at the monk surnamed Huang quietly.
The golden-feathered demon bees, like locusts passing through the earth, blew in front of Gu Qing like a gust of wind, eating away the layers of miasma of various colors, devouring everything that blocked the path, and finally rushed directly in. He entered the dark area above that the cultivators thought was safe.
Gu Qing glanced at the empty surroundings, and his expression finally changed. He was a little surprised that the Golden Feather Demon Bee was able to eat away the layers of miasma. He squinted his eyes.
'Is this miasma the food of this kind of golden-feathered demon bee?
Such was his guess.
The monk surnamed Huang quietly looked at Gu Qing under the dark yellow and mottled illusory raincoat. It was only after Gu Qing's body shook slightly that he nodded with satisfaction and said, "My master specially ordered Huang to Fellow Daoist Gu, please pay more attention to me. Originally, Huang looked down upon Fellow Daoist Gu before, but now he understands my master’s deep intention. Please follow Huang, my master wants to see Fellow Daoist Gu.”
As he spoke, the monk surnamed Huang's aura soared, breaking through to the Great Perfection Realm of Qi Refining, then reaching the first level of Foundation Establishment, and finally staying at the second level of Foundation Establishment, exuding astonishing spiritual pressure, which actually made Gu Qingdu I felt a little bit of oppression.
Gu Qing's pupils shrank.
'This person is actually a cultivator of the second level of foundation building...
After the monk surnamed Huang showed his strength at the second level of Foundation Establishment, he was a little surprised to see Gu Qing's reaction, but he didn't want to ask more, so he motioned for Gu Qing to follow him, and then put away the flying weapon under his feet. Gu Qing's eyes flashed as he walked downwards with his sword in mind.
He followed the monk surnamed Huang honestly.
The monk surnamed Huang laughed and said: "Wise choice! Since Fellow Daoist Gu knows the way of prohibition, he is exactly the talent my master needs. If he can help my master, he will naturally get countless benefits. Those from ordinary small sects A panacea, a magical talisman and a spiritual weapon are not worth mentioning to my master..."
Gu Qing frowned secretly as he listened to the second-level Foundation Establishment monk named Huang boasting about his master. He inexplicably remembered the female cultivator in white who was the direct disciple of the Hanhai Tianlan Sect that Murong Pei had mentioned earlier.
'Could it be that the master of this cultivator named Huang is the female cultivator in white? However, the cultivation level of this cultivator named Huang is at the second level of Foundation Establishment, and the cultivation level of the female cultivator in white is only at the third level of Foundation Establishment...
It flew downwards for about a thousand feet, and clusters of miasma of various colors appeared all around again. The monk surnamed Huang took Gu Qing and turned a corner, bypassing the layers of miasma, and fled down again for nearly a thousand feet, and stopped at one place. In the empty air without layers of miasma, he took out a jade talisman and shot a spiritual light forward.
The empty mid-air in front was like the water surface stirred by the breeze, with ripples. After a while, two wooden doors were revealed. The monk surnamed Huang pushed open a wooden door and walked inside.
Gu Qingzheng was hesitant. If he entered this door and the owner of the monk named Huang had malicious intentions, he would be in an extremely dangerous situation. But if it was more than just this door, he would be tantamount to not giving anything. The master of this monk named Huang
In order to save face, don’t say whether the master of the monk named Huang will take action against him when the time comes. Even the monk named Huang of the second level of Foundation Establishment is enough for him to drink a pot.
Thinking about this, he no longer hesitated.
Gu Qing stepped forward, pushed open a wooden door, and walked in. It was like walking through an invisible barrier. In front of him was a stretch of green hills, and thousands of feet ahead were boundless fields. The fields were next to the mountains. There are several relatively simple thatched cottages in this place. On the bank of the pond in front of the thatched cottage, a monk in white clothes is sitting cross-legged and fishing. The monk with the surname Huang of the second level of foundation building stands respectfully with his hands lowered. beside.
'It turns out to be this woman.
Gu Qing's heart moved and he walked forward quickly.
The female cultivator in white looked back slightly, looked at Gu Qing with extremely sharp eyes, and said, "That little guy was a little disobedient earlier, and actually hid in that place, which surprised fellow Taoist."
Hearing that the female cultivator in white at the third level of Foundation Establishment actually called him 'fellow Taoist', Gu Qing was immediately flattered. With a thought, he understood that the 'little guy' in this woman's mouth was the one hiding in the red miasma mass earlier. The golden feathered demon bee.
Gu Qing came to the bank of the pond, stood ten feet away to the right of the female nun in white, and responded: "Where! I haven't asked for advice yet..."
Although he had learned the identity of the female cultivator in white from Murong Pei, he still pretended not to know and asked.
The female cultivator in white looked at Gu Qing quietly for half a breath, then withdrew her gaze, continued to look at the pond in front of her, and responded: "Hanhai, Tianlan Sect, inner sect, thirteenth direct descendant, Jiang Xuelan."
"Jiang doesn't like nonsense. I asked you, Taoist friend Gu, to come here just for one thing. There are twenty-four forbidden mountains at the core of this cave ruins. Now we have broken fourteen of them, and there are still ten forbidden mountains that have not yet been broken. , Ah Huang said, you are familiar with the restrictions on water attributes, are you willing to break the restrictions for Jiang?"
