Chapter 977: Panic

　　Breeze hit, rolled up Ouyang Ming's sleeves.
　　 He rubbed his chin, raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's really weird. The big market is really too big, and everything can be encountered."
　　 "Yeah, in this cursed world, the buried secrets are endless like the bones it buried." He Jian's face was like an old bark, squeezed together hard, and his face was all sad and merciful.
　　Ouyang Ming did not answer the call, a few short steps, stepped onto the terrace. His current breath is no different from the indigenous people in the big ruins, and nobody cares. And most of the monks on the terrace were breathless, and refined the spirit in Dantian.
　　 Not to mention, there have been many outside monks who have entered the ruins in these years, and even many can be used to describe them. These indigenous people have already been surprised.
　　Ouyang Ming glanced around, and he already had some thoughts in his mind. He secretly said that there were only three high-level spirits here, and only dozens of middle-level spirits.
　　 At this time, a female voice echoed in Ouyang Ming's ear: "Huh, not self-restraint. The last time I met my brother and I, I had retrieved a life, and even dared to come over and fight for creation!"
　　Ouyang Ming's eyebrows slightly curled together, and looked at it. It was the Fangling woman she met before, but she didn't care about it. The lower-order spirit who had a complicated breath, the ants.
　　 saw Ouyang Ming's "dare not" answer, the color of contempt in the eyes of Harsh Moon was even worse, the corner of his mouth flicked away, moving his beautiful eyes away, watching the gradually rolling black mist.
　　Stern Yanshuo stood side by side with harsh Xinyue, and there was a hint of unpleasantness in his eyes, but he didn't say much.
　　 Suddenly, the black mist rolled like boiling water.
　　 In the depths of the Black Mist Mountain, a huge spring eye looming, spewing out ten meters of black mist, rolling up the sky circle by circle, and then falling from the sky.
　　At the same time, ten tens of terraces appeared in the dark mist!
　　 One, two, more and more...Finally, ten stairs composed of terraces, like a curved snake, stretched towards the depths of the black mist.
The light in He Jian's eyes lighted up and said: "Yu brother, step on the terrace, go deep into the black mist, and then jump over the spring eyes, you can leave this black mist mountain!" As he said, he gently stroked a beard, his eyes However, there was a deep sense of doubt.
　　 "What's wrong?" Ouyang Ming asked him when he saw him like this.
　　 "I don't know, but I always have a sense of unknownness." He Jian's face sank like a dead bark.
　　The two did not move, but watched quietly!
　　 Countless sounds of breaking through the sky opened, and various colors of different colors escaped from the sky.
　　 "Go away!" Strictly stern palm shot with a stern palm, and the palm wind was fierce. Because the speed was too fast, the sound of rolling thunder was terrifying.
　　 In vain, a silver arc condensed out of thin air, just like a dragon, slamming toward the black mist corpse in front. All these countless corpses passed into flesh and fell into the black mist.
　　 Immediately after, he shot the space bag.
　　 Take out the big bow with a height of one foot, sit down on the horse, and wave the arrow in his hand.
　　 Ten arrow feathers transformed from Reiki were condensed out of thin air, and ten arcs were drawn out in one shot.
　　 This is a renju arrow. An arrow is faster than an arrow. Under the force stack, it is getting heavier and bigger and bigger. Without any skills, it is simply a drop of ten strength.
　　The stern moon's posture is smart and elegant, full of an unspeakable beauty, just like a warrior above the blade, walking among the corpses of black mist.
　　Ouyang Ming turned his eyes back and laughed at himself: "No wonder they look down on you and me, it turns out you have the ability."
　　 "Is there any other skill that can compare with Yu?" He smiled softly.
　　 Ouyang Ming suddenly speechless, a helpless smile on his face, I do not know how to answer.
Watching it for another quarter of an hour, when he saw nothing changed, He Jian touched his chin with his finger, and said softly: "Yu Yu, I should be more attentive. Go ahead, don't take this opportunity, you have to wait another three months. You can only pass by stepping on the terrace. After all, there is a strong corrosive atmosphere in the dark mist. Under the Venerable, it will die, and in the sky, it is impossible to fly with spiritual power, it is also weird to the extreme ."
　　 As soon as the voice fell, he stepped out.
　　Every step can be seen clearly, but the speed is fast to the extreme. This sense of contradiction and unity is dazzling. After a few more look, even the mind will be sucked into it.
　　Although he is only the pinnacle spirit, but only on the cultivation of the state of mind, the ordinary Venerable is really no match for him. After all, He Jian has experienced too many ups and downs in his life, and has seen too many human relations.
　　Ouyang Ming's speed is not much slower than him, since the last time after returning to Jianfeng.
　　 There is a feeling of floating in the mind, which is the precursor of flesh flight.
　　 "Boom..." With a loud noise, Heiwushan suddenly turned into a vortex composed of mist.
　　 The dark mist is rapidly rotating in one direction, and a dense black arc is generated in the vortex, interwoven into a net.
　　 The forceful suction came from the vortex, stirring the void. If you really want to describe it, it is like a giant with a height of thousands, holding a mountain in his hand and constantly stirring the mist in the Black Mist Mountain.
　　The hearts of countless spirits sink, and their feet are rooted on the terrace.
"Ah! I don't want to die, who can save me!" A novice spirit with scars on his face grabbed the terrace with his hands, half of the body floated in the air, his clothes were hunting, his hair was scattered, his face was all over The color of panic, just insisting on two breaths, was sucked into it by the whirlpool.
　　 The moment when I was in contact with the black mist, a poisonous insect that was invisible to the naked eye flew out of the black mist.
　　 drilled into his body along the pores and the seven tips. This scene, if seen by people with intensive phobia, I am afraid that hair and sweat will be erected in an instant, because this poisonous insect is endless.
　　 After a short breath, the scarred monk screamed violently, just as he experienced the most painful thing in this world, his face twisted.
Bright red vines sprang from the pores, mouth, tongue, top of the head, and even from the eyeballs. Instantly, his body was covered with vines, dense and dense, but he still did not die, even, unprecedented sober . He felt countless vines creeping in his body, blood vessels, meridians, and even the brain marrow, even the self-destructive Dan Tian could not do it, and he could only "see" himself swallowed bit by bit.
　　 Then, the blossoming buds came out of the vines.
　　 This flower bud is bright and colorful, exuding brilliance, with a hint of sweet fragrance.
　　 Suddenly, this flower bud is in full bloom, swaying in the wind, and is gorgeous and beautiful. This sweet smell is instantly rich and extreme.
　　 Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ming's heart was fluffy, and he was a little bit dull.
　　 glanced at the rear, and with a "chuck" in his heart, Xiang Hejian made a look.
　　 He Jian looked back, his face also smiled bitterly.
　　 Finally, the scarred monk's breath of life completely dissipated.
　　 The flirtatious and beautiful flowers on his body shattered quickly, turned into blue halos, dreamlike, and merged into the vortex.
　　 The monk had only a pile of dead bones left, and some of them were yellow, just like he died for decades, and fell directly into the mist.
　　 One, two, three...
　　 More and more spiritual priests are sucked into this black mist and become a pile of dead bones.
　　 And because these monks merged into the black mist, the mist became thicker and thicker, and even felt like the terrace was submerged.
"This... what the is this?" A family disciple in a gray gown was horrified and looked at him in shock. He glanced towards the rear, only to feel his head buzzing, and immediately screamed: "Rear... What about the terrace at the back?" His eyes were full of madness. After all, the strange scene before had scared him off. The kind of death was the real death.
　　 Until then, all the people realized later, the rear terrace, I don't know when it has disappeared.
　　 In other words, they have no way out.
　　 Panic spread quickly, and more and more monks were drawn into the vortex by that huge suction.
　　Ouyang Ming stabilized his body, bitterness appeared on his face, and asked, "Senior He, what the hell... what is going on?"
He Jian closed his eyes and his memory rolled in his brain like a tide. After a while, he lifted his head upward, looked at Ouyang Ming, shook his head, and said, "Brother Yu, I have never heard of this situation! "His voice was indifferent, but there was a sense of terror in his mind, and he just felt thrilled as if there was an extremely terrible thing in the dark mist.
　　Although Ouyang Ming had expected it, when he heard this answer, he was still inevitably disappointed~ EbookFREE.me~ kept thinking about the way to break the game.
　　 On the frontmost terrace, three high-level spirits stood side by side, their eyes gloomy.
　　 "Brother Xu, what can I do?" As he said, he looked to the monk with a big axe around him.
"Brother Wen, I don't know if I am here! I have come to Heiwu Mountain for dozens of times to find treasures. This is also the first time I have encountered this situation." The man smiled bitterly, and the giant axe was inserted into the terrace to resist the rumors of the vortex The suction, clothes and hair floated in the direction of the vortex, and my heart was already filled with fear.
　　 The vortex is turning faster and faster, the suction power of the explosion is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that it can pull the human soul into it.
　　 "It's okay, sooner or later it's a death, it's better to take a fight!" The high-order spirits around the man snarled, and his eyes were crazy.
　　'S voice fell, only to see that he bit his tongue fiercely, spitting out a large mouth of fine blood, his body swelled up like a balloon, turned into a light, and shot out. But just flying into the air, countless green vines entangled. Immediately surrounded him tightly, dragged into the black mist, and soon after, a scream of sternness came out from the black mist, the high-level spirit-death.
　　 Seeing all the monks in this scene, there was a chill in the bone marrow and spread to all the cells on the body. I was so terrified in my heart that even my body trembled. ...
　　
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