"careful!"

Xiao Mo hurriedly pulled Zuo Xiutong, then waved his palm, and an ice-blue palm force hit out, and with a "pop", it hit the dark hand straight.

The big black hand had just condensed and seemed not strong. After Xiao Mo's slap, it broke directly, and then turned into strands of black mist, floating around.

"this?"

Xiao Mo was a little surprised, but couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In this battlefield of the Heavenly Demon, it is indeed extraordinary. The black fog that can be seen everywhere actually has the ability to transform into ghost hands.

Fortunately, these ghost hands seem to be very fragile and they just beat it apart, which is not very powerful and threatening.

But just as Xiao Mo thought about this, he was shocked to see that the mist that had been scattered by him slowly condensed together again, and then turned into a nigger hand and floated towards the two of them.

The most important thing is that this time, this nigger hand seemed to have activated some of its intelligence and absorbed part of the black fog that had originally wandered around, and its body actually grew stronger.

Xiao Mo waved his hand again and patted it apart again. However, the same scene continued to happen, as if every time he patted it, the shape of its nigger hand condensed and its power was stronger.

"this……"

Whether it was Xiao Mo or Zuo Xiutong, when they saw this scene, their expressions changed. After taking a deep breath, both of them had incredible expressions.

How is that possible?

Yes, it is difficult for anyone to understand this situation. It is fine if the black gas transforms, but there are many such legends in some dangerous places.

Aren’t some mountain spirits and ghosts, also wild beasts in the forest, because they accidentally ate something, thus opening up their spiritual intelligence and eventually becoming different from ordinary beasts?

But what the hell is this kind of thing that gathers and disperses, disperses and becomes stronger?

Could it be that this is the real biggest crisis in the battlefield of the demons? These demons are immortal. As long as the fog is not completely eliminated, they can be resurrected?

How can I fight this?

Xiao Mo and Zuo Xiutong's faces all showed a very entangled look.

Originally, they knew the horror of the battlefield of the Heavenly Demons and were prepared, but they never expected that it would be so terrifying.

It would be fine if the opponent was just stronger, but there would always be a chance to defeat him, but this kind of existence that could not be killed is an absolute nightmare for any monk.

After all, the demons are immortal and are infinitely resurrected, but they only have one life.

Even though these ghost hands seem to be very weak and vulnerable now, as long as they continue to be stronger, there will always be a chance to bring unimaginable heavy damage to Xiao Mo and Zuo Xiutong, and their death is really death.

"what to do?"

Zuo Xiutong looked at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo pondered for a moment, and finally calmed down and said, "I don't believe that these demons cannot kill completely. There must be a way, but we haven't found the key yet. Otherwise, the ancient people would not regard this place as a trial field. The meat grinder is almost the same. Those ancient strong men are not fools, so why do they have to come to die?"

When Zuo Xiutong heard this, her eyes lit up and said, "Yes, as long as we find the key, maybe everything will become simple."

Xiao Mo nodded: "It's great, then try again, try a few more methods!"

"good."

Zuo Xiutong agreed without hesitation.

Anyway, these low-level ghost hands did not have much threat, so Xiao Mo and Zuo Xiutong tried separately, each finding a black ghost hand that had just condensed, and began to fight.

They do not pursue killing them immediately, but rather try what kind of attacks can make them afraid, what kind of attacks can completely kill them, and it will never be able to resurrect them.

At the beginning, he had nothing to find, because conventional attacks such as swords, guns, swords and sticks did not have much effect on them. But when Zuo Xiutong used the Starlight Dragon Rope and Xiao Mo used the Xuanhuo Cauldron or the Fire-Ring Golden Lotus technique, the nigger hands all showed panic expressions.

"Bang!"

The cloth strips on Zuo Xiutong's waist instantly cracked, and a long red rope appeared in her palm. She swung it hard, and the long red rope suddenly straightened and then stabbed out like a sword.

A layer of faint dragon power appeared, making the entire dragon rope look like a layer of golden yellow.

As soon as the starlight dragon rope appeared, the nigger hand in front of her suddenly screamed strangely, and turned around and wanted to escape.

However, how could it escape faster than the speed of Zuo Xiutong rope sword stabbing out?

With a "swish" sound, the star-light dragon rope pierced directly from the palm of the nigger hand, and a faint dragon power bloomed. Wherever the golden light passed, the nigger palm suddenly made a terrifying strange sound of "sizzling...", layer by layer of black air spread rapidly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This time, Zuo Xiutong waited for a long time, but no niggard hands gathered again. It seemed that the fog condensed into niggard hands had been completely gone with the blow just now.

Zuo Xiutong's face showed a look of surprise.

On the other hand, Xiao Mo is the same.

At the beginning, no matter what attack he used, the black mist always gathered and then dispersed. But when he tried to use the fire rushing golden lotus technique to burn a golden fire lotus in the void, the nigger hands began to show panic.

When the golden fire lotus was burned, the nigger hand suddenly screamed. No matter how they were cut and shaken off, the golden fire lotus seemed to be attached to it and could not be eliminated at all. In the end, they were burned completely and could not be gathered again.

Xiao Mo can almost achieve the same effect when using the Xuanhuo Cauldron, and even does not need the Xuanhuo Cauldron to approach the body. The special roar sound produced when the cauldron flies in the air will shake them and fall apart and never gather again.

Seeing this, Xiao Mo and Zuo Xiutong knew it.

After experimenting, although I don’t know if it’s all, Xiao Mo and Zuo Xiutong finally summarized several ways to deal with these nymph hands.

One is Zuo Xiutong's starlight dragon rope. It seems that because it is covered with a layer of faint dragon power, it is extremely effective against these nigger hands. Wherever the dragon power comes, all nigger hands are intimidated and cannot resist at all.

The second is flame attack.

After all, these nigger hands are a kind of demonic energy. Using fire to attack can produce miraculous effects. Of course, it is not ordinary flames, but golden lotus fire. It seems that there is a little Buddhist way of doing things. In short, Buddhist methods can also be effective against these nigger hands.

Finally, there is the sonic attack.

It seems that some special sound attacks can also have an effect on these nigger hands. Although they do not know the principle, at least, Xiao Mo and Zuo Xiutong have mastered several ways to deal with these nigger hands at this point.

Although they still remain afraid of this demon battlefield, at least the two of them no longer need to be as cautious as they were at the beginning and dare not do anything.

"Let's go!"

Zuo Xiutong said.

After understanding the way to restrain these nigger hands, the two of them were not ready to stay here. The battlefield of the demons is so big, these nigger hands are obviously just the most basic monsters, and they have never seen one of the real demons.

Obviously, the greater challenge is still behind. Since we have come here, although this place seems to be safer, they are not going to stay here forever, but instead have to take the initiative to explore deeper places.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be a waste of time to come here? And the two of them didn’t believe it, it would be really safe. The reason why there is no danger now is that the time has not come yet.

Otherwise, if everyone comes here, wouldn’t there be no danger at all? That would be impossible for the Tianmo battlefield to gain such a great reputation.

"Wait a moment!"

However, after hearing this, Xiao Mo called Zuo Xiutong and turned around and looked at the pale yellow circle they had just appeared.

Although it was only a short moment, he had keenly noticed that the place surrounded by the pale yellow circle was different from the ordinary world. It seemed to be a forbidden place. All the black demonic energy dared not approach it, as if it had become another world.

Xiao Mo said: "This place should be the place where the host must arrive when opening the passage. When we want to go back, we should also arrive here in advance. Therefore, in order to prevent being lost at that time, we should mark it here."

Zuo Xiutong couldn't help but react and said, "Yes, the master of the Su Hall said that her passage will only last for three hours. After three hours, the passage will be completely closed. It seems that we must return in advance, since that's the case..."

Speaking of this, a hint of cunning appeared on her face. She suddenly reached out and grabbed a huge rock as big as a millstone from the storage bag. Then she used a small dagger to square the rock, engraved the three big words "Native Place", and then sprinkled a layer of dark red powder on it.

She cut the huge stone into a square shape, then walked over, burying it crookedly in the middle of the yellow stone circle. As the huge stone was buried, a shocking evil aura suddenly emanated for no reason, and could be sensed clearly from hundreds of miles away.

"This is?"

Xiao Mo asked in confusion.

Zuo Xiutong said: "This is a Luosha stone. I discovered it unexpectedly in the Lingwu Mountains. It can produce strong evil spirits and can be felt for hundreds of miles. I was curious at that time and dug it out, but I didn't think about how to use it. Now I am staying here and I will give us the way!"

"nice one!"

When Xiao Mo heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. If the evil aura that was as solid as the essence could really be conveyed hundreds of miles away, then it would be much easier for them to return.

Although the battlefield of the Heavenly Demons cannot be only a few hundred miles in a radius, they can naturally return here as long as they find a place where evil spirits condense, saving time and trouble. The worst and worst are not more aimless than the two of them. It is much more convenient to find a stone circle made of yellow stone everywhere.

"Since the landmark has been set, let's go!"

"good!"

So, Xiao Mo and Zuo Xiutong did not stop anymore. Finally, after taking a look at the circle and the black rocks in the circle, they moved their bodies and rushed towards the distance.
Chapter completed!