From the beginning of the sky, to the highest of the heavens

Chapter 274

A flash of light flashed, and Jiang Chen appeared on an extremely desolate small slope.

There are two monks not far from him, a middle-aged man and an old man with white beard and hair, both of them are at the early stage of alchemy.

Seeing Jiang Chen appearing, the two of them sensed his cultivation in the late stage of alchemy, with expressions of awe on their faces, they cupped their hands at him, and then hurriedly left the place.

Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to them, but looked around.

I saw that a dozen feet away from the small soil slope, it was all gray.

There is endless gray mist floating everywhere, and there are gusts of wind blowing in the mist, accompanied by the faint sound of ghosts crying and screaming, which makes people feel chills when they hear it.

And these ghost fogs were blocked by a layer of white light near the soil slope, unable to penetrate an inch.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen calmly stepped into the ghost fog.

The place of ghosts' injustice in the first level is not sad at all, even if there are more and more monks trapped in the ghost mist, and there is a lot of resentment, but at most there are some ghost kings comparable to the late stage of alchemy.

With Jiang Chen's current cultivation base and combat strength, he doesn't pay attention to such an existence at all, and he can destroy it with a backhand.

When the gray-white Ghost Mist saw a stranger approaching, it boiled as if alive, and rolled towards the three of them.

If ordinary mortals are entangled by these gray mist, they will immediately suck their blood and turn into dead corpses, and their souls will become a part of these ghost mist, and they will fall into the ghost realm from then on, and they will never be able to escape.

But who is Jiang Chenshi, so naturally he won't be afraid of this mere ghost fog.

I saw azure spiritual light flashing across his body, as if he was covered with a layer of gauze.

As soon as those ghost fogs approached the gauze clothes on Jiang Chen's body, they inexplicably disappeared.

Seeing the other ghost fogs, they only dared to show their teeth and claws outside the red light, but stopped rushing forward, as if they had wisdom.

Then Jiang Chen calmly walked towards the distance.

On the way, he also encountered piles of white bones and broken magic weapons from time to time, obviously the unlucky monks who got stuck here.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Chen couldn't help sighing, if he was not careful on the road to cultivating immortality, it would be a situation of irreparable doom, and the ending was even three points more tragic than ordinary people.

The souls of these cultivators trapped here should have become part of the ghost mist now, or have turned into ghosts, and it is difficult to re-enter the path of reincarnation.

As he was walking, suddenly the sound of devil crying rang out in his ears.

The voice was so weird that it wanted to disturb Jiang Chen's mind and control his body.

'Ecstasy! '

A name appeared in Jiang Chen's mind.

This is an innate spell cast by high-level ghosts. When facing an enemy, as long as it is cast, it can make the opponent's cultivation level far lower than his own. Road spells.

If ordinary monks heard it, they would definitely feel dizzy, and their hands and feet could not help but dance wildly, unable to control themselves at all.

But who is Jiang Chen, not to mention the guardian of the phantom of the ancient tree in his mind.

Just his state of mind and control over his physical body will not be affected by this method.

He sneered: "Looking for death!"

Then, a white-gold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked around.

"Got you!"

Before he finished speaking, the blue gauze dress on his body was dancing, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, the thick black fog billowed not far away, and blue light flashed from time to time.

At the same time, there was a low roar and a ghost sound, but if you listen carefully to this ghost sound, there is a feeling of screaming, which is even more strange.

In just a few breaths, calm was restored in the dense fog.

Then, a sky blue light flashed and turned into Jiang Chen's figure, and he continued to move forward.

As for the ghost king who made the ecstasy sound and was comparable to the late stage of alchemy, Jiang Chen had physically transcended it and dissipated in the world.

This is a garden-like place. Not only are there stretches of unnamed exotic flowers and plants nearby, but there are also seven or eight exquisitely carved jade pavilions. There are twenty or thirty monks standing or sitting sparsely inside. .

Among these monks, most of them were either pale or blood-stained, and it seemed that they all came here after a hard fight, but at the same time, their faces were full of unconcealable excitement.There were even some monks who got together and whispered something.

Jiyin old monster and Wan Tianming and other Nascent Soul stage monks are also here, but they are in two jade pavilions and are resting with their eyes closed.

And the two white-clothed elders of Xinggong didn't know whether it was intentional or not, they sat cross-legged in a certain open space between the two groups of people, with expressionless faces, as if they were stone sculptures, making no sound.

The surrounding area of ​​the garden, more than a hundred feet away, is filled with billowing pitch-black ghost fog. The water that surrounds this large area is impenetrable, making people feel as if they are in two different worlds.

Suddenly, the ghost fog in one place separated automatically, and a handsome young man in a black robe came out unhurriedly from inside.

The young man was tall and slender, with a youthful face, but his body exuded the aura of alchemy.

Moreover, this person is different from most of the monks in the hall. There is nothing strange about him, and his expression is extremely calm, as if he has not experienced any battles before arriving here.

Seeing his situation, the nearby monks immediately understood that this was a ruthless person that they could not afford to offend, and looked at him in awe.

This person was Jiang Chen. After killing the ghost queen, there would be no danger on the road ahead.

The ghost mist land that others thought was dangerous was like an outing for him, and he passed it easily.

Jiang Chen looked around, found a remote corner alone and stood with his hands behind his back, and quietly gathered around the monks.

His eyes were mainly on the body of the suspected Master Xuan Gu, Xiao Yu, and with a thought, a gust of breeze brushed the other's clothes.

Time passed little by little, and more and more monks came out of the ghost fog, and they became more and more embarrassed.

There were even a few of them who looked like they were seriously injured.

It is estimated that without a few years of meditation, I am afraid that it will not be able to restore the original cultivation base.

But even so, there was still unconcealable joy on the faces of these people.

After all, as long as you pass the level of Ghost Mist, you can at least get some rare elixir.

When monks appeared one after another, the number of monks here increased to six to seventy, and the number of monks who appeared again suddenly decreased.

After more than half a day, only a few people came out occasionally.

Time passed quickly, and another whole day passed.

When many people were waiting impatiently, a dazzling white light shone on a bare stone slab in the center surrounded by several jade pavilions, causing all the monks to look sideways.

After the experience at the beginning, these monks did not show any surprise.

Sure enough, after the white light passed, a teleportation array appeared on the flat ground, the shape and size of which were exactly the same as the previous one.

(End of this chapter)