At this time, the phantom of the long sword in Qu Wuming's sea of consciousness had become much more solid. Although he still couldn't get in touch with Sword Spirit Xiao Yuan, Qu Wuming knew that he was not far from Xiao Yuan.
Qu Wuming didn't dare to move as fast as he wanted, so he took out the Wuwu Hiding Robe and put it on, making his whole body invisible as if melting into the air. He then leaned against the ground and cautiously approached the direction he sensed.
In this plain, there are some sparsely scattered low mountains. The vegetation on the plain is sparse, and all of them look like dead branches and leaves.
However, these plants are not ordinary plants, but are completely black, like black charcoal.
If you accidentally touch the leaves and branches of plants, you will find that these plants only have their own shapes and are no longer real plants. Instead, they are like coal and have been charred long ago.
Along the way, Qu Wuming accidentally touched a few grasses. He heard a few crunching sounds, and the grasses suddenly broke in response.
The broken upper half of the grass instantly turned into black ashes and scattered in the wind. When the ashes fell on other plants and trees, they were instantly submerged into them.
One of the grasses that had absorbed a large amount of ashes actually had a thick layer of black smoke rising from it. The grass immediately grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon turned into a small tree about a foot tall.
Black air rolled on the trunk of the small tree, and there seemed to be a ghost face struggling in the black air.
Qu Wuming only felt that there seemed to be a cold force behind him, staring at him like a poisonous snake. He quickly turned around and looked at the place he had just passed. He happened to see the ghostly face emerging from the small tree, staring viciously.
Hold yourself.
The grimace suddenly puffed up its cheeks, as if it was about to spit something at itself.
Qu Wuming suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. He thrust out his fingertips, and a beam of Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire shot out. In an instant, it turned into a fire dragon and went straight towards the ghost face.
At the same time, the grimace also sprayed out a stream of black smoke.
The black smoke contained a biting chill. This chill was not about how low the temperature was, but like the arrival of the netherworld. It contained a chill that made the soul tremble.
The Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire and the black smoke collided in an instant.
There was no roar of explosions, no violent collision of mana, only silent collision and annihilation.
That black smoke could actually compete with the Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire at that moment.
With Qu Wuming's current strength, even if it is just a casual blow that he hastily activated the Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire, its power is enough to be comparable to 30% of the power at the peak of the ordinary God Transformation Stage.
What's more, the peculiar properties contained in Hongmeng Underworld Thunder Fire itself, which should have been the nemesis of these things in the underworld, were actually blocked by this black smoke at this time!
Qu Wuming shot out the Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire through his fingertips, and indirectly felt a cold force that made him very uncomfortable and wanted to invade his soul. He couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart - if he was hit by black smoke, Wouldn't it be possible for the body and even the soul to be frozen by it?
Qu Wuming stretched out his other palm, and a pillar of fire composed of Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire spurted out from his palm. In an instant, it wrapped the flame at his fingertips, and then rolled back towards the black smoke.
this time, that
The black smoke was immediately defeated, and before even taking a breath, it was swallowed up by the Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire Pillar.
The pillar of fire fell on the small black tree unabated, igniting the entire tree in an instant, and even the surrounding grass and trees were instantly enveloped in flames.
The screams of ghosts rang out from the flames. Through the black flames, Qu Wuming seemed to see dozens of squirming and deformed ghost faces struggling in the flames, with heart-stopping howling sounds coming from their mouths, which was breathtaking.
However, these ghost faces were quickly entangled and shattered by the thunder and lightning in the Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire. Even though they quickly re-condensed in the black smoke, the power of thunder and lightning in the Hongmeng Dark Thunder Fire seemed to be As if endless, they will swarm up again in an instant and crush it again.
And that
Each time these ghostly faces are re-condensed, they will be much smaller and darker than the last time. After re-condensing for more than ten times, they have shrunk to the size of a fist, as pale as thin smoke.
Finally, under the suppression of the power of thunder and lightning, it turned into nothing and completely disappeared.
Qu Wuming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the vigilance in his heart became even more intense. Looking at the black vegetation that could be seen everywhere on the surrounding plains and hillsides, he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
The changes caused by the breakage of a few small grasses are so difficult. If one of the big trees is destroyed, or more dead grasses are damaged, wouldn't it be even more dangerous?
Qu Wuming carefully avoided the nearby vegetation and swept forward like a ghost. Although the vegetation here was widely distributed, it grew sparsely and often separated from each other.
There are large gaps.
Even if you don't dare to fly at high altitude, it won't affect your journey.
In this way, after flying cautiously for more than an hour, Qu Wuming heard a faint roar from behind a low mountain in the distance.
In the sea of consciousness, the long sword shadow has almost returned to its normal state.
Yuan Cha Sword and Sword Spirit Xiao Yuan must be on the other side of the short mountain!
Qu Wuming quietly flew up the short mountain, hid behind a huge rock and looked across, feeling a shiver in his heart.
Why are there so many people?
Moreover, each one of them has a good cultivation level, and no one is weak!
Qu Wuming recognized several of them at a glance.
Among them was a man with a tall and tall figure, a face like a jade, and a majestic appearance. He stood with his hands behind his back. Behind him, there was a shadow of a demon god that was more than five feet tall. His face was extremely ferocious. His hands kept making spells, and he moved a handle. It turned into a giant folding fan that was about ten feet long. Every time it was fanned, a black thunder fire spurted out. From a distance, it was actually three-thirds similar to the Hongmeng Underworld Thunder Fire.
It’s Young Master Jade of the Heavenly Demon Sect!
Beside him, there was a graceful woman in a red robe, with a graceful figure and charming eyes. She twisted the spell in her hand and held up a long red silk ribbon, like a fire dragon, which was what she had inadvertently done before. The witch Red Rakshasa of Tiandao Sect whom I met!
Not far away from the two of them, there was a thin and withered old man, surrounded by a circle of dark smoke. The smoke was full of ghosts, and from time to time, white bones and skeletons struggled to climb out of it, their eyes All of them were burning with faint ghost fire, holding bone knives and bone hammers, and almost all of them exuded a power that was almost as strong as that of the Yuanying stage monks.
Big breath...
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