Many people, for the vast sea of ​​treasures, braved the wind and snow, and risked being cursed, like black lines, walking through the valley covered by black fog. These people were not moving fast, and even black spots were constantly separated from the black line. However, this black line was still silent, walking towards the depths of the Black Mist Mountains. Seeing this scene, Long Junchen couldn't help but frowned slightly, and glanced at Cui Liewo, who was also smiling bitterly, and his heart was slightly moved.

He did not expect that the ancient ruins were so attractive, so many people were heading towards the ancient ruins with no chance. Even if the place was the curse land Black Mist Mountains, there were still so many people coming. Some individual strong men or weak sects, with the strength of Long Junchen, he felt that nothing was wrong. Now the only thing he was worried about was that some powerful forces came in groups, or those old monsters who had not been in seclusion for decades. These two forces were the ones that Long Junchen was most worried about. No matter what he picked up, it would be really a bit tricky.

"It is said that there are ancient immortal pills in the ancient ruins. Not only can they prolong their lives, they may also help those strong men in the bottleneck stage ascend to the sky. I believe that even if the old monsters come, they should go for this thing. The Demon Dragon's Fall should not be that attractive to them. Our goal is the Demon Dragon's Fall. If the situation is wrong, you will leave after taking the Demon Dragon's Fall. Remember not to stay here." Cui Hunter saw last time that Long Junchen also had covet other treasures in the ancient ruins, so he saw Long Junchen's face solemn, seized the opportunity and reminded him again.

Long Junchen and Cui Liewo continued walking in silence. Long Junchen showed a look of contemplation on his face, and did not answer Cui Liewowo's question. To be honest, even though he has walked to this day, he has never seen what ancient elixirs and those ancient fairy grasses look like. It is not curious that it is fake, but he understands the importance of the matter. Now the most important thing is to get the Demon Dragon Fall. Long Junchen is a person with a sense of sensibility, but he is also an ambitious person, so he thought to himself that Demon Dragon Fall must do his best to get it back, but if he has the chance, he still has to search carefully to see if there is any chance to get the Demon Dragon Fall.

The two of them were still on the road. Except for a few eyesless red nightmare wolf trying to attack the two, and then being killed by Long Junchen with thunder means, nothing unexpected happened. After two days of rushing over the huge mountains of the Great Shui, the two looked at the distant place where they were looking, but it seemed like a layer of black fog was covered with a very low visibility. The stars seemed to be like a lantern moving back and forth, and there was a faint sound of a woman sobbing, the sound of a baby crying, and the poor lonely ghost floating in the black fog, getting lost.

At the same time, Long Junchen and Cui Liehu could clearly sense that a mysterious force was constantly pulling out the energy in their bodies from their bodies. The two of them looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. The Black Mist Mountains were indeed not casual. If they were slightly weak, they would probably die if they stepped on them.

Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and mobilized the dragon-patterned bloodline in his body to protect his Taoist heart. Cui Liewo naturally had a way to isolate this terrifying energy that could dilute life. Through the black fog, Long Junchen was shocked. He could actually see some huge monsters with shadows and stubbornness. They ran back and forth in the Black Mist Mountains, like a fusion of humans and beasts. Cui Liewoo glanced at the map and said academically to Long Junchen: "That is the Black Mist Guard. The curse makes them run wildly forever, the killing makes them ecstatic, and the iron hooves make them crush all living things. They will attack all humans entering the Black Mist Mountains. However, it seems that we have not yet entered the hinterland. If we go in, they may attack us."

Long Junchen slowly narrowed his eyes, gradually withdrew his gaze, and looked around. Although the black mist was shrouded and the ghosts cried, there was no death energy here, but vitality, because there were people flying by in the sky around him, and more and more people came to the Black Mist Mountains. From time to time, a figure flew over like a strong wind, and then rushed to the Black Mist Mountains in the distance. A faint black mist was faintly shrouded around these people. It seemed that they were also affected by the curse here, and the energy in their bodies was constantly flowing. Fortunately, these people's cultivation was all good, and the speed of passing was not enough to affect them.

"We should not stay here for a long time, so let's go quickly. By the way, Lord Guardian, I said before that I have an old friend here, otherwise we will meet first, and then make the next plan?" Cui Liewo looked at the black fog mountains in the distance. Through the heavy black fog, Cui Liewo could also feel countless powerful auras inside, and his face became extremely solemn. Moreover, the various forces around were also vigilant with each other. The tense atmosphere seemed to be disagreeing, and this place would become a battlefield where various forces drew their swords toward each other.

Long Junchen pondered for a moment when he heard Cui Liewo's words, and nodded slightly. Now the Black Mist Mountains are a real mixture of fish and dragons. All kinds of forces, sects and powerful people gather here, and there are also some peerless beasts dormant in the dark. If you don't understand the situation, you will easily become the target of public criticism. Although Long Junchen is unwilling to form gangs, it is still necessary to figure out the situation and move forward. Sharpening the knife will not delay chopping wood. Long Junchen still understands this principle.

However, just as Cui Liewo tried to contact the acquaintance he spoke through his spiritual sense, the expression on his face suddenly changed. He pulled Long Junchen upside him, his expression was solemn, and he didn't explain anything. He turned into a black shadow and rushed towards the southwest corner of the Daze.

In the southwest corner of the Great Lakes, the black fog was blown away by the strong wind and gathered again. The strong wind whistled past, and the sound of soul-devouring and the yin energy was so strong that a bald head was sleeping in such a cold environment, as if he could not feel the changes around him at all.
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