The White mist was thick and boiling.
Fu xuanxu, Zhongkui yueji, and ning Wuye advanced cautiously, surrounded by talismans that exuded a clear spiritual Qi.
The ancient compass floated in front of him, and runes shimred in the void, guiding the way.
Beside Zhongkui yueji, a cluster of red spiritual fire was floating in the air. The fla was bright in color and danced frequently, but it could only illuminate a square inch of land. After two steps, it could no longer be felt.
Right now, all the flas were burning vertically, spitting out spiritual energy.
Ning Wuye made no sound as he stepped forward with his long sword on his back. As he stepped forward, his eyes blood with light. It was as if an unsheathed long sword was floating up and down, swallowing and spitting spiritual opportunity. Its sharp edge was hidden but not revealed, and it was ready to go.
The three of them were all using the [ breath control technique ] to lock all their vitality in the area around their hearts, letting the yin Qi seep into their bodies. Soon, they were covered in Yin and cold, and there were no signs of living people at all.
As they walked, Fu xuanxu suddenly said, " "When we return to the teahouse later, it would be best if junior martial sister Yan is already back. If you haven't returned by then, you two can recover in the teahouse while I go find junior martial sister Yan."
Hearing this, both yueji and ning Wuye frowned. Ning Wuye imdiately shook his head and said,"Senior brother Fu, this is not appropriate. Moreover, this matter started because of us. If we want to go, we'll go together!"
&Quot; senior brother Fu, " zengkui yueji said in a deep voice, " your strength has made great progress now. I think you must have gotten so ans from the fallen immortal. &Quot; Whatever you can use, we can also use. If we act together, we'll have a better chance of winning."
Fu xuanxu shook his head slightly and thought to himself,'now that I've found Junior Brother Zhong Kui and Junior Brother ning, PEI Ling has the ans to track li lieyue.' Under normal circumstances, he should have been one step faster than him to save li lieyue and Junior Sister Yan.
If he returned to the teahouse later and did not see the three of them, it ant that the situation on PEI Ling's side was far more dangerous than his!
He was now very clear about the strength of the Zhong gang sect's Holy Son. Even if he now had the [ vipralopa stage mighty immortal ], he might not be the Holy son's opponent!
And if the other party couldn't deal with the danger, the three of them going together would only be courting death.
Thinking of this, Fu xuanxu was about to say sothing when the talisman formation around him suddenly ignited without any wind. The [ people's will ] around end sunflower also changed its direction and pointed to the side. The long sword in ning Wuye's eyes paused for a mont, then let out a clear sound that only he could hear.
The three of them quickly reacted. A powerful ghostly being was approaching!
Without any hesitation, they imdiately retreated in the direction pointed out by the people's will.
Very quickly, an extrely luxurious sedan chair made of silk with tassels hanging down from it erged from the White mist.
This wedding sedan was painted in red and gold. It was engraved with countless plants and figures, auspicious beasts and birds. It was surrounded by a circle of exquisite small palace lanterns with the word " " written on it. The ingenuity of the mind and the exquisiteness of the craftsmanship could be called exquisite.
However, the entire palanquin was emitting an extrely dense Yin Qi. Wherever it passed, gray-black frost and snow quickly spread.
The three of them didn't dare to be neglectful and only paid attention to it from the corner of their eyes to avoid being detected by the ghostly beings.
Soon, the sedan disappeared into the White mist.
After patiently waiting for a while, the three of them walked out from their hiding place.
"Let's go!" Fu xuanxu said briefly.
Zongkui yueji and ning Wuye nodded slightly and quickly left the place.
At this mont, in the sedan chair that had gone far away, PEI Ling, who was sitting in the main seat, suddenly opened his eyes and said to The Pink Bride sitting beside him, " "That's enough. Take directly to the demonic curse's fortune."
Fu xuanxu and the other two were fine, and they were not far from the teahouse. As long as the three of them did not go to other places of law, they would definitely be able to return to the teahouse safely.
In the current situation, there was no need for him to show his face.
"Yes." The Pink Bride's voice was soft and charming, and her posture was respectful. &Quot; master! &Quot;
As he spoke, the bridal sedan quickly changed direction and floated in a certain direction.
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You su tomb.
In a remote corner.
The White fog was extrely dense, blurring the sky and earth.
A cold wind whistled by from an unknown place, and the fog surged. As if the world had been split apart, three magnificent doors suddenly appeared.
These three gates soared into the sky and were towering into the clouds. It was a spectacular sight!
Regardless of whether it was humans or all sorts of strange ghostly beings, they were all incomparably tiny in front of the door, as if they were dust.
The foundation stone of the first door was made of thousands of skeleton bricks. The two skeleton mountains faced each other, and on the peak of each mountain, there was an unimaginably huge skeleton!
Standing at a considerable distance from the door, one had to look up to see the situation above the knee.
From a distance, the two giant skeletons were like a pair of mountain peaks that pierced through the clouds. They were obviously not human when they were alive. There were dozens of skulls on their necks, and their leg bones were bent down in a half-squatting position. They slightly tilted their heads like servants as they carried three five-pillar Ming archway.
On the board made of so unknown spiritual material, there was a carving of a hundred ghosts in the night. Pairs of flickering eyes glowed, emitting a vast and cold Qi.
Under the heads of the drooping flowers hung many ghastly white demon Suan ni. When the cold wind passed, they would strike each other and make cold sounds. They were all in the shape of demons and ghosts. On top of their heads was a huge Suan ni that was like a small mountain. Its empty eyes were pitch black as if there was nothing in them, but it also seed to hide countless ghosts and terror.
On the board, there was a plaque hanging high.
However, the words on the plaque were blurry and unclear, perhaps due to the distance or so other reason.
Behind the first gate, there were two more gates that were even more majestic. Just like the words on the plaque, they were blurry and one could only make out their vague outlines.
The White fog could not get close to this place. The surroundings were vast and empty. However, when he looked around, there was nothing other than the three doors.
All of a sudden, a ghostly being with a massive body walked out of the thick white mist and headed toward the first door.
As he took a step forward, a vast amount of hatred suddenly erged around him.
The hatred was absorbed by the first door in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
At the sa ti, the ghostly figure vanished into thin air.
The White mist that was originally churning suddenly quieted down.
After a while, a second greenish-black ghostly figure walked out of the mist and also walked toward the door.
But very quickly, just like the ghostly being earlier, they were sucked into the door and turned into ashes, vanishing without a trace.
After a long silence, a group of ghostly beings suddenly walked out of the White mist. There were more than ten of them, but before they could even get close to the door, they were sucked dry again and turned into nothingness.
After several failed attempts, the movent in the mist finally cald down.
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