For immortal cultivators, spiritual consciousness is absolutely related to their wealth and life. Whether it is manipulating magic weapons or exploring the surrounding environment, it plays an irreplaceable role. Limited spiritual consciousness is tantamount to self-destruction for immortal cultivators.

Arm, this is only the outermost area, and it is not obvious yet. The further in, the more gray fog there is, and the restriction of spiritual consciousness becomes more serious.

But now, they may turn someone away because of this, otherwise, they will completely offend the young master of the Demon Sect. The young master looks harmless, but in fact he can live in the Demon Sect for such a long time, and he is also attacked by the Demon Sect.

The sect master established him as the young sect master, and his scheming methods are definitely not as simple as they appear on the surface.

Besides, even for the reward promised by the other party, you can't just leave like this.

"This is a miasma-avoiding pill. As long as it's not the poisonous miasma in the legend, it won't be a big problem."

Suddenly, Lin Changsheng took out a jade jar, poured out a few light brown and pungent elixirs, and threw them to several people.

"Thank you, Brother Lin."

The young master of the Evil Sect looked happy. Although he had also prepared a miasma-avoiding pill, it was probably not as good as the one Lin Changsheng gave him.

"I would like to thank you, Senior Lin."

Yun Ya, who was right next to Lin Changsheng, took the Miasma Avoidance Pill, bowed to the former and said with a smile.

Then he swallowed it all in one gulp without doubting his utmost trust.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin."

Seeing this, the two alchemy cultivators from the Sha Demon Sect and the Formation Master named Mo from the Huanyue Sect said nothing more, and immediately swallowed it in one gulp, followed closely by the young master of the Demon Demon Sect.

As soon as the elixir was taken into the mouth, several people's minds suddenly became clear, and their vision seemed to be much brighter.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel happy, and looked at Lin Changsheng with a little more respect. Especially Yun Ya, who was most affected, looked at Lin Changsheng with even more brilliant eyes.

Suddenly, the young master of the Evil Demon Sect took out a jade slip and put it between his eyebrows to examine it. This was a map of the interior of the Ghostly Nightmare Fog Valley. He had spent several years getting it from many pill-forming monks who had survived from it.

, and what his mother left behind. Although the total is a little incomplete, it is enough. Besides, there is Yunya as an alternative.

Putting down the jade slip, the Young Master of the Evil Demon Sect glanced at Lin Changsheng and others who had always had their eyes on him, nodded slightly, and said.

"follow me."

After saying that, it turned into a ray of light and headed towards the depths of the ancient forest.

Seeing this scene, the two alchemy-forming monks from the Evil Demon Sect followed closely behind, and the Formation Master named Mo from the Huanyue Sect followed. Lin Changsheng glanced at Yun Ya beside him, stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around the woman's slim waist.

Then, the green clouds around him surged up and turned into escaping light, closely following the people in front of him.

At the same time, Yun Ya, who was startled by Lin Changsheng's sudden movement, blushed, and a shy look appeared in her eyes. She was not angry, but leaned her head on the former's broad arms without any trace, as if this would

A little more sense of security.

Lin Changsheng seemed not to notice Yun Ya's little movements, and his expression did not change at all. Yun Ya, who had been staring at his handsome face like a god, had a faint look of disappointment in her bright eyes. It was obvious that even Wen Xiang

With Nuan Yu in her arms, it still had little influence on Lin Changsheng.

It's not that Yun Ya is not charming enough, but that Lin Changsheng has not put his mind on it at all. If he really wanted a Taoist companion, he could have tied the knot with Fairy Nishang from the Hidden Moon Sect some time ago.

In terms of cultivation level, appearance, figure, temperament and family, no one can compare to Yun Ya in her arms.

…

About half an hour later, a wide river suddenly appeared on the road in front of the group. The water was fast and strangely churning as if it were boiling.

And above the river, a large amount of blood-red mist filled the air.

Several flying birds flew past and crashed into the blood-red mist. The sound of mourning reached their ears. After a while, the bird bones fell from the sky, and their flesh and blood had been sucked dry.

Plop...

A small fish jumped out of the water. Although it was far away, everyone could clearly see it. It was a small blood-colored fish, about a finger long and wide. At first glance, it looked no different from an ordinary fish. However, upon closer inspection,

But you can find that its eyes protrude outward, glowing with blood red luster, and its teeth are also particularly sharp.

Although the Bloodfang Demonic Fish is only a first-level low-level demonic beast, there are at least tens of thousands of them in the river in front of them. Not to mention the Foundation-Building Monk, it is not easy for even the Core-Forming Monk to cross this river safely.

After all, if there are too many ants, the elephant will be killed.

The main reason why so many blood-toothed demon fish have not been exterminated by the immortal cultivators is that this kind of demonic beast has no value to me. Once it leaves the water for a long time, its entire body will turn into a ball of blood. There is no value at all.

any use.

However, this was not a difficult problem for them. The two alchemy monks from the Evil Demon Sect appeared at the front. One of them took out a black and gloomy brocade handkerchief and formed a seal with his hands, spitting out a spell from his mouth.

Then, the black brocade handkerchief was seen rising in the storm, growing in size by five to six feet in the blink of an eye, suspended in mid-air, and filled with billowing black devilish energy.

"Young Master, Fellow Daoist Lin, Brother Mo, Fairy Yun, come up,"

The two of them jumped up and spoke.

Hearing this, the young master of the Evil Demon Sect was the first to put on the brocade handkerchief, followed closely by the Formation Master named Mo from the Huanyue Sect, while Lin Changsheng still held Yun Ya's willow waist and put on the brocade handkerchief.

After everyone gathered together, the Demon Demon Sect's Alchemy Formation monks controlled the brocade handkerchief and flew towards the sky above the river. As soon as they reached the sky above the river.

Suddenly, the river below boiled more violently, and then, a long blood-colored pillar as thick as a bucket was seen, jumping up like a dragon out of the sea, roaring towards the brocade handkerchief, and the blood mist surrounding it was completely unafraid or directly corroded.

The dark evil energy dispersed in the brocade handkerchief hit directly underneath the brocade handkerchief.

Immediately, the feet of the people on the brocade handkerchief shook like an earthquake, and faint traces of blood could be seen seeping out...

Hearing this, the expressions of the evil demon sect's alchemy cultivators changed slightly. The brocade handkerchiefs under their feet were magic weapons. The blood-tooth demon fish was so powerful that they could defeat the magic weapon together.

Fortunately, he was a pill-forming monk after all, so he reacted very quickly. The knots in his hands were flying, the demonic energy was surging, and the black runes under his feet were flickering. He stabilized in just a moment, and then headed towards the shore as fast as possible.

And go.

Although the river is wide, it is only more than ten miles long, but just when the river bank appears in sight.

Bang bang bang!

Five or six long blood-colored pillars as thick as buckets rushed out from the river, blocking them from all directions. These long blood-colored pillars were all composed of blood-toothed monster fish, relying on a layer of extremely sticky blood mud flowing around them.

As a result, the momentum of the blood-toothed demon fish, which was originally just a group of first-level and lower-level demon beasts, surged hundreds of thousands of times, not much weaker than the fourth- and fifth-level demon beasts. If you like me in the world of mortal fishing, please collect it: (https://www.wuxiayue.com)
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