Chapter 442: Man in the Mist

In the gray fog, a low roar came from nowhere. The sound seemed to come from ancient times, low and ferocious.

The Yin evil spirit's expression changed several times after hearing this voice. He was about to attack Ye Chunyang, but suddenly stopped.

After a moment, the demon took a deep look at Ye Chunyang, then moved and fled away following the sound.

Ye Chunyang's spiritual consciousness followed this magic probe and found that the other party did not stop, and his breath had moved away from here, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Although I don’t know what the sound came from, it must be related to this demon, otherwise the other party will never give up the pursuit of them easily.

Mu Xuan and Mo Wenxian also looked at each other with doubts in their hearts.

However, they finally escaped, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Xuan looked at Ye Chunyang and walked towards him.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Ye for helping me this time, I would like to express my gratitude."

Mu Xuan bowed his hands with sincerity on his face.

The magical power Ye Chunyang showed just now was not weaker than the mid-level magic power. Mu Xuan asked himself that he would never be able to do this. Such strength had to make him look at Ye Chunyang again.

"Elder Mu's words are serious. I was originally here. When the Yin evil spirit found me, I naturally wanted to protect myself. As for the words of help, I'm afraid I can't even talk about it." Ye Chunyang's face was like ancient water, completely calm.

Mu Xuan was startled. Ye Chunyang's words didn't sound wrong, but they sounded a bit unfamiliar to Mu Xuan. Apparently, the incident outside Xuan Kong City had always made it hard for him to let go.

In response to this, Mu Xuan could only smile bitterly in his heart and completely gave up any plans to win over the other party.

With this grudge, even with Mu Ling'er's relationship, Ye Chunyang would never be able to work for the Mu family.

In fact, Ye Chunyang never thought about being controlled by anyone. It was just a helpless move to worship Tianqi Sect at that time. However, after entering Tianqi Sect, he found that there was something worthy of his concern.

Of course, all this is hidden only in his heart.

"Hehe, no matter what, I have been saved by Brother Ye many times. I will keep this kindness in mind."

Mo Wenxian covered the wound on his broken arm and grinned.

"You don't have to be polite, Fellow Daoist Mo. You and I are on the same page, so it's not worth it for so little effort." Ye Chunyang smiled slightly and waved his hand.

He took out a Mingshuang Pill from his arms and said, "My fellow Taoist is seriously injured. This pill can help you recover from your broken arm. Please take it as soon as possible."

"This elixir..."

Mo Wenxian's mind moved. Although he couldn't tell what kind of elixir was in Ye Chunyang's hand, judging from the powerful vitality of the elixir, it must be a rare panacea in the world. He quickly handed over his hand and thanked him, took it and swallowed it.

Sure enough, after the elixir entered his abdomen, a warm force of the medicine immediately opened the wound. There was no pain on his broken arm, and there were faint signs of flesh and blood growing. This made Mo Wenxian both surprised and happy.

Although a cultivator's cultivation will not be affected even if he is missing an arm, it is still somewhat inconvenient. Naturally, he would like to have his arm restored to its full form.

"It seems that you two are going to the inner layer, but I don't know how you provoked this evil spirit?"

Ye Chunyang looked at the two of them and asked with confusion.

"This demon is actually a Yin evil spirit?" Mu Xuan was startled and opened his mouth in disbelief.

"What? Doesn't Elder Mu know the origin of this demon?"

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, looking at Mu Xuan's appearance, he didn't seem to know that this monster was the Yin evil spirit.

Mu Xuan's face looked grim, and Mo Wenxian looked at Ye Chunyang with some confusion, obviously not knowing anything.

"Half a month ago, we came to the Sea of ​​Fog through the teleportation array. We thought we could pass through this place safely as long as we were careful. Unexpectedly, we encountered this demon halfway. The opponent devoured all three masters of my Mu family, leaving only Fellow Daoist Mo and I escaped."

Mu Xuan hesitated for a long time before speaking quietly.

"This demon's magical power is extremely powerful. No one among us is his opponent. We ran around and hid for many days. Unexpectedly, we got lost in the sea of ​​mist and were chased by this demon at the same time."

At this point, Mu Xuan took a deep breath, with a solemn look on his face, and said: "I originally thought that this monster was just some evil cultivator who entered the world, but I didn't expect that it was actually the legendary evil spirit and heaven and earth. The combination of evil spirit and evil spirits, no wonder he can strengthen himself by devouring monks."

Mu Xuan once accidentally read the secret information about Yin evil spirits in an ancient book. In his knowledge, such monsters have long been extinct. Unexpectedly, they met here and almost fell into the hands of the opponent.

Ye Chunyang's eyebrows slightly condensed. When he was in the underground ancient city, this Yin evil spirit had already escaped. Since this demon makes a living by devouring monks, I don't know what kind of troubles it will cause in the future. If we encounter it again in the future, I'm afraid it will be a disaster. Small trouble, it seems that it is better to leave the sea of ​​fog earlier and go to the inner Ten Thousand Fire Gate ruins to find the Heavenly Fire Wood to sacrifice the natal sword element.

Only by increasing your strength can you be able to compete with the Yin evil spirits when you encounter them again.

Thinking in his mind, he glanced ahead, where he saw the Demon-Suppressing Seal and the Liuwu Han Yuan Ding standing there safely. Just now, the Yinsha Demon Spirit left in a hurry and did not take these two treasures away from him.

However, at this moment, these two ancient treasures have been invaded by demonic energy and have lost their spirituality. Even if they can be repaired, it is unknown how long it took.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Chunyang waved his hand to take back the two treasures.

Although they were contaminated by the demonic aura of the Yin evil spirit, Ye Chunyang was confident that he could restore the spirituality of these two treasures with the weapon refining method of spiritual ascension.

Moreover, the Liuwu Han Yuan Cauldron was inexplicably integrated with him when he was in the Ancient Heavenly Demon Cave, and this cauldron contained boundless wild fire, which would be a hidden danger if it remained in the body.

Now that the Yinsha Demonic Spirit has been refined with demonic energy, it can be separated from the cauldron and freed from worries. In the future, if it is refined again, it can be used like other magic weapons without having to incorporate it into the body.

"The Yin evil spirit was attracted away by something unknown just now. There is no danger here, so Ye will leave first."

No matter what the reason was, Ye Chunyang didn't want anyone to know that he owned Pixiu, so he turned around and ran away without any hesitation.

Mu Xuan opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but Ye Chunyang had already disappeared into the vast sea of ​​fog.

Looking at the latter's disappearing back, Mu Xuan smiled bitterly, and no matter how much he said, he could only turn into a sigh.

After a pause for a moment, he turned his head to look at Mo Wenxian and said, "Fellow Daoist Mo is familiar with him. Do you think this person will be the biggest enemy of my Mu family in the future?"

Mo Wenxian shook his head in surprise when he heard this, and sighed: "I have known Daoyou Ye for several years. Although I don't know him well, I can still vaguely see that this person is not a narrow-minded person. The one who really forced him to die was It's the Qiankun Sword Sect and the Wutian Sect. Even if he has a grudge against my Mu family, he will not rashly make enemies with us. Moreover, Ling'er joined him in the Tianqi Sect. It is said that the two have a very good relationship. With Ling'er here , he should not be an enemy of our Mu family."

"Although it is true, if we, the Mu family, want to get into his heart, I am afraid it will be impossible." Mu Xuan sighed quietly.

Mo Wenxian smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"That's all, no matter what happens to this person in the future, as long as he doesn't go against my Mu family, we will naturally not make things difficult for him. The first thing right now is to get out of the fog sea as soon as possible to prevent the evil spirit from coming back. One cannot be hostile.”

Mu Xuan waved his hand, no longer thinking about Ye Xiaobao, and focused on crossing the sea of ​​fog.

"The Sixth Elder is right. That evil spirit is really terrifying. If we encounter it again, I'm afraid we won't be so lucky."

Mo Wenxian swallowed with lingering fear and scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

Mu Xuan nodded, took out an ice-blue crystal stone, and injected mana into it. The stone suddenly brightened, and beams of light flew out and disappeared in a certain direction.

"Let's go. Dry bluestone can identify the direction in the fog. As long as you follow this object, you should be able to reach the inner layer."

After saying this, Mu Xuandang took the first step and fled along the blue light.

Mo Wenxian followed closely.

…

More than a few hundred miles away from here, a young woman was walking slowly.

This woman was born beautiful, with a pair of narrow red phoenix eyes with a bit of black energy, which added a bit of enchantment to her.

At this time, she was holding a scroll, walking carefully in the mist, and talking to herself at the same time.

"This sea of ​​fog is no small matter. Is there really nothing wrong with your ancient scroll? Many monks died here along the way."

The beautiful woman paused, opened the scroll and examined it carefully for a moment, then expressed doubts.

After these words fell, another voice came from his heart: "Don't worry, this scroll has the effect of absorbing fog, and it can be clearly distinguished within ten miles. Otherwise, how could you have walked here safely?"

The beautiful woman hesitated for a while after hearing this, but after recalling that she had indeed not been in danger since entering the sea of ​​fog, she felt a little at ease.

At this time, the voice said again: "But I am very confused. You have obviously found the mark left by your fellow disciples. Why don't you join them and choose to teleport from Jingtian City to the Sea of ​​Fog? If you walk with them, maybe you will safer."

The beautiful woman frowned slightly, closed the scroll and walked forward again. After walking for a few steps, she said with a cold face: "I had accidentally heard that Ye Xiaobao seemed to have left Jingtian City, and he was alone. I am on this trip. I just want to look for his traces. If I meet him here, I will definitely avenge my husband!"

At this point, she continued: "However, Ye Xiaobao's methods are weird, so I will still need to rely on your magical powers."

This beautiful woman is none other than Fairy Yumei who lives under the Tianshu Peak of Tianqi Sect.

She passed by Jingtian City a month ago and accidentally heard that Xue Meiren, the shopkeeper of Tiandeng Tower, had bought a teleportation talisman for a monk in black clothes.

During this period, Xue Meiren was well-known in Jingtian City because she was appreciated by Mr. Hanshan. After careful questioning, Fairy Yumei found that the monk in black clothes who helped her looked like the Ye Xiaobao she had been looking for, so she chose He entered the Sea of ​​Fog from the teleportation array in Jingtian City in order to seek revenge on him.

"I see." The voice in his heart suddenly said: "Don't worry, since I promised to help, I won't break my promise, but don't forget what you promised me."

"I will keep my promise."

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