mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 339 Yuan Yao
The atmosphere changed from harmonious to tense, with only one sentence in between.

The rest of the people didn't even realize what was going on, they saw the black-robed man directly took out the magic weapon, looking as if he was going to fight for his life.

On the contrary, Lu Yunze couldn't help frowning, and the scene he saw in the illusion and Jing Nian's words sounded, and he asked in a low voice: "Miss Yuan? Yuan Yao?"

The body of the man in black trembled, and blue magic fire burst out from the small hammer in his hand.

"Why does Miss Yuan do this?" Just when everyone thought he was going to do something, Jing Nian smiled and said, "The little monk is a member of the Buddhist sect, and Master Lu is the life-and-death enemy of the evil patriarch Jiyin. If we can't be trusted , who can Miss Yuan rely on?"

"Or, Miss Yuan thinks that she can go all the way to the inner palace by herself?"

"Hmph!" The man in black snorted coldly, this time it was no longer the deliberately disguised hoarse voice, but a clear and moving female voice.

"Trust you? I don't even know who you are? How did you know me?"

Jing Nian didn't care, stepped forward gently, and said with a smile: "The little monk said, I'm just a monk, and I just respect the girl when I see the girl going to the dangerous place alone for righteousness."

"Besides, even if you don't believe in the little monk, don't you still believe in Lord Lu?"

Jing Nian smiled and looked at Lu Yunze, stunned him for a moment.

Why is there anything about me here?
The man in black hesitated for a moment, but still put away the magic hammer in his hand, raised his hand and raised his hood, revealing an astonishingly beautiful face.

This woman's skin is as fine as snow, which can be broken by blowing bombs, and she has jet-black shiny shawl-length hair, and a golden hair ring on her forehead, adding a bit of mysterious charm.

Lu Yunze gave Jing Nian a weird look, and for some reason he didn't say anything, but greeted Yuan Yao naturally:

"Miss Yuan, long time no see."

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar person, Lu Yunze's eyes were extremely complicated, and he did not expect to meet again in the Xutian Palace.

Yuan Yao also smiled freely, and said to Lu Yunze calmly:
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I haven't seen you in a hundred years. You still have the same demeanor, and you have achieved such a great reputation. Yuan Yao really admires you."

The two asked and answered, with a very natural attitude, as if they were just two ordinary old friends.

The few people who were already preparing to do it were relieved when they saw this scene. They didn't want to fight with others in this ghost fog. If they consumed too much and attracted some powerful ghosts, it would be a big accident up.

Only Ling Yuling watched this scene expressionlessly, wondering what he was thinking.

The two wanted to say something more, but Han Li interrupted first: "Friends, let's go on the road first. This is not a good place. If any powerful ghosts appear later, it will be troublesome." gone."

The few people naturally had no objections, and started to go on the road again, but this time, Yuan Yao stood at the front of the team, standing very close to Lu Yunze, almost second only to Ling Yuling who suddenly walked in the front for some reason.

"Brother Lu, that monk is weird, do you know where he came from?" Ling Yuling said silently.

Lu Yunze shook his head imperceptibly, a white light flickered faintly in his pitch-black pupils, making him appear extremely bewitching.

Everyone walked for an unknown amount of time, but there was still the gray fog in front of them, and they couldn't see the slightest difference.

Suddenly, Lu Yunze pressed Ling Yuling in front of him, looked around, and said in a deep voice, "Something's wrong, we've been tricked."

As soon as these words were uttered, the ghost mist in front of everyone's eyes instantly surged, and suddenly became thicker several times, and they could hardly see their fingers.

Caught off guard, everyone hastily used all means to protect their bodies.

However, this ghost mist did not know what changed, and it bypassed everyone's supernatural powers in an extremely psychic way.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Yunze saw only a gray mist in front of his eyes, and there was no one around, except Ling Yuling, who was holding his hand, was still in front of him.

"Old Ling, did you see other people?" Lu Yunze asked quickly, as soon as his consciousness came out, he felt countless small mouths biting on it, and he withdrew his consciousness in pain.

In this dense fog of ghosts, without consciousness, he is no different from a blind man. Lu Yunze couldn't even see Ling Yuling in his hand clearly.

Ling Yuling grabbed Lu Yunze's hand with his backhand, and said in his mouth: "Brother Lu, there is something wrong with this ghost fog! There must be ghosts with high cultivation levels casting spells, we must be careful!"

As soon as Ling Yuling finished speaking, Lu Yunze looked at him suspiciously, his hands were firmly grasped by Ling Yuling's, and he couldn't move a bit.

"Brother Lu, look at this place...ah!"

Before Ling Yuling finished speaking, a brilliant white light suddenly shot out from Lu Yunze's eyes, hitting him directly.

The white light shot at Ling Yuling's body, Lu Yunze instantly felt his hand was empty, and 'Ling Yuling' was directly reduced to nothing by this white light.

Lu Yunze narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face darkened instantly.

Not long ago, after his own eyeballs exploded, Lu Yunze replaced himself with the Xuanyin Eyes that he acquired back then. These eyes are born with miraculous powers. They can see Yin and Yang, distinguish life and death, and can't hide from ghosts and ghosts. Able to cultivate and restrain all evil ghosts in the world!

The white light just now was exactly the divine light that Lu Yunze had trained a little.

This level of divine light is of no use to human monks, and only those evil spirits will be directly reduced to nothing by this divine light.

That is to say, this ghost fog can not only shield the consciousness, but also disrupt the five senses of a person and move it out of thin air.Otherwise, it would be impossible to replace Ling Yuling with an evil ghost in an instant.

This is the first level of the Xutian Palace, how could such a thing appear?

"How is this going?"

……

"What's going on here?!" Somewhere in the hidden place of Xutian Palace, an old voice asked the same question as Lu Yunze, but it seemed particularly annoyed, and even mixed with a little fear.

"How could that kind of thing appear in the ghost fog?"

The two old men in Xinggong were looking at each other in horror.

The other old man, who was relatively calm in comparison, took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly fell silent, revealing a bit of ferocity.

"Don't worry about how that thing appeared. Now that it has happened, we must find a way to remedy it as soon as possible."

"Remedy? How to remedy it?" Another old man shouted almost hysterically: "The ghost fog has been controlled, even if the two of us rush there now, we can't get in. If something happens to the young master, Then you and I..."

The other old man's face became more and more ugly, until he became more and more agitated, and then he raised his hand suddenly to interrupt him.

"What can cause this phenomenon is definitely not the ghost kings in the late stage of alchemy, nor can it be the natural ghosts in the ghost fog. It must be some old monster who died here, or hid in the ghost fog to practice. The Way of Ghost Cultivation!"

The old man was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "How is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? Although this land of ghost mist is a desperate place, it only opens every three hundred years with the opening of the Xutian Palace. But I have to say that if you practice the way of ghost cultivation, then this place is definitely a rare paradise. If I were a ghost cultivator, I would be reluctant to go out easily!"

The old man's face became more and more ugly, and he said to the other person coldly:
"Think about it carefully, when the Xutian Temple was opened in the past, were there any Nascent Soul monks who disappeared in the ghost fog?"

(End of this chapter)