Chapter 5633: Foggy swamp

The white-haired old man seems to have also seen Ye Qian’s hesitation at this moment. He couldn’t help but have a bit of pride:
My Zen blood is so powerful, I think you should be very clear, don’t say that you are just a cultivator of the temperament, even if you You really stepped out of the heavens and stepped into the voyage, and the results will not change much."
Of course, the white-haired old man has the ingredients to brag, but after all, Ye Qian is not the top level of Zen Buddhism. It is naturally unclear to what extent Zen Buddhism is strong.
However, Ye Qianxi is the kind of person who easily bows his head? In this way, going back to the Zen blood, it is naturally fierce.
"You don't want to fight against the soldiers, I am afraid it is not so easy. You are not saying how powerful your Zen blood teaching is? So, if you can catch up with me, I will go back with you." Ye Qiansi wants to go There seems to be only one way to get rid of the current bad situation.
He was traced to the secret law, but he knew nothing. No matter where he went, he would certainly not be able to avoid the chase of Zen Buddhism. There are only two places where he can escape. One is the Devil City. As a deadly enemy of the magician, once Ye Qian enters the Devil City, he expects that the master of Zen Buddhism will not really go to the danger of the Devil City to kill him. After all, Ye Qian and Zen Buddhism did not have much grievances.
However, Ye Qian is worried that the Tianmo City is too far away from this. Even if he is fully escaping, it takes about seven or eight days to reach the Tianmo City. For such a long time, Ye Qian can say that without the slightest grasp, he can catch the immortal who is not immersed in the meditation of the Zen before he enters the Heavenly City.
Therefore, leaving Ye Qian the only chance to be able to fight, it seems that only Mo Yani talked about the foggy swamp. The foggy swamp, the legend has no way out, the master of Zen blood teaching, should not go deep into such a dangerous place in order to chase Ye Qian.
But the foggy swamp, for Ye Qian, is equally dangerous. Maybe it is not to escape, but to kill. However, now he has no choice at all. An outsider, who fell into the hands of the evil Zen blood, is naturally dead.
Now, his only hope is that after he escapes into the foggy swamp, the tracking secrets that he has planted can disappear, so that he may be able to return a life.
It was after this idea that Ye Qian did not respond to the white-haired old man, and turned and quickly rushed toward the foggy swamp. It is just over a hundred kilometers away from the foggy swamp. It escapes with the speed of Ye Qian. I believe that it will take you an hour to get into the foggy swamp.
"Well?" The white-haired old man stunned, but did not expect Ye Qian to escape so simply.
"Want to go? It's not that easy." The white-haired old man was not anxious, and immediately followed. The two chased one run, and the speed gap was instantly revealed.
"Who is this kid? The speed of escape is really fast. It is no wonder that I have to tell me what to catch up with him and go back with me." The white-haired old man was shocked.
Although there is a certain gap between the speeds of the two people, the five elders of Zen Buddhism are not too outrageous than Ye Qian’s, and there is also a soul-seeking smoke as a guide, so the old man did not follow Yi Yeqian.
"Kid, let's say, you and I don't have much grievances in Zen Buddhism. Why don't you refuse to go back with me?" After the white-haired old five elders chased Ye Qian for a period of time, he was shocked to discover that Ye Qian was running away. The direction is actually a foggy swamp that makes the sinister land of the wilderness world awe.
Ye Qian’s heart also felt helpless and bitter. He said:
Yes, we don’t have much grievances, but you have to entangle, what is the pain? If you don’t chase, I certainly don’t have to go to the dangerous place. It is."
"Tangled?"
"If your kid is not guilty, what are you running?"
"I said, with your talent qualifications, as long as the innocence is innocent, there is no such thing as a big evil to my Zen teaching. We will not only be embarrassed to you, but even absorb you into my Zen teaching."
"However, it seems that your kid would rather go to the foggy swamp and refuse to go back with me. Or do something that is evil to my Zen blood teaching, or your kid is not someone in my wilderness world, but outside. "The white-haired old five elders said one after another, and finally saw some clues.
Ye Qian heard the words and said that he was too lazy. He knows that the white-haired old man behind him is definitely not going to stop. Instead, he took all the time to hurry and approached the foggy swamp to prevent the sage-level (spy-sounding) strong man from sacred blood from screaming out. At that time, he really had nowhere to go.
"Damn, I knew that this kid is so mysterious, I should inform you in advance of the sneak peek." The white-haired old man has no other way than regret at the moment. Although he had seen something wrong before, he had already informed the predecessors in the teachings that it would take time for the other party to receive the news. It takes more time to come here.
Seeing that Ye Qian has appeared on the edge of the foggy swamp, the white-haired old man stopped instantly and stopped chasing. The five-year-old elders of the white-haired old man looked at the deep mountain swamp in front of the white fog. Although on the surface, this place has nothing special except that the fog is relatively rich.
For the Zen Buddhism, which is not far from the foggy swamp, the danger of the foggy swamp is more clear and taboo than any other force. The reason why their Zen blood religion is accompanied by such a sinister Jedi is of course no reason, and there are still many people who know this secret, but those who are qualified to know all of this are naturally only the top level of Zen Buddhism, and there are other forces. The strongest and the great magician are the supreme of the realm.
Ye Qian saw that the white-haired old man did not continue to chase, and naturally he also stopped subconsciously. There is already a foggy swamp in front of him. At this time, he also has some emboldened spirits. Even if the sage-level strongman of Zen Buddhism comes over, Ye Qian also has time to go directly into the foggy swamp. The big deal is to drag a sage-level powerhouse and bury him here. In the foggy swamp.
Of course, the premise of all this is the sinisterness of the foggy swamp. As Moyani said, there is no way to go. But for all of this, Ye Qian did not have much confidence, but now, he can only be a dead horse doctor.
"Old man, why don't you chase?" Ye Qian stopped and looked at the white-haired old man who was no longer chasing the Zen blood.
The white-haired old man snorted and said: "Kid, don't be proud. You go into the foggy swamp, and there is only one dead road. Now I can give you a chance, tell me your origins honestly, maybe I can It is not necessary to give you a living path."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ye Qian said with some impatientness: "If you tell me how to expel the tracking secrets, let me leave here, and the grievances of me and your Zen blood will not care. If not, as long as I Still alive, you will definitely let your Zen blood teach the dogs and dogs!"
It was inexplicably pushed to the dead end, let alone Ye Qian will have a temper, I am afraid that if you change someone, you will be angry. He was only deceived by people, and came to this ghost place to hunt for treasure. As a result, there was no chance, but it brought disaster.
The white-haired old man sneered, and dismissed: "Do you think you still have the hope of living? I tell you the truth, my sacred blood will teach you to come over soon, and you will only have two ways to go." One is to die in the hands of my Zen blood teaching predecessors, and the other is to die in the foggy swamp."
Ye Qian’s face sank and knew that he and Zen Buddhism were completely opposite, and there was no room for manoeuvre. This Zen blood teaching is indeed a famous evil hegemony. Just because Ye Qian refused to say his identity, he would have to push this endless situation.
"A good Zen blood teaching, it is evil evil. You go back and tell you the Zen Buddhism big men, you better expect me not to go out alive, or you must kill your Zen blood to teach a chicken and dog restless." Ye Qianxin a horizontal No longer expect any more, turned and walked straight into the misty swamp.
For Ye Qian’s threat, the white-haired old five elders did not hear it, just sneered at disdain. Zen blood teaching can occupy the fierce land of the foggy swamp. If there is not enough strength, can it do all this?
In the heart of this white-haired old man, I am afraid that I did not regard Ye Qian as one thing at all. Even, it has been determined that Ye Qian’s entry into the foggy swamp is doomed to go.
It was not long after Ye Qian entered the foggy swamp. Surely, Zen Buddhism taught a cultivator who had a glimpse of the Taoist world. The five-year-old elders of the white-haired old man saw this person and suddenly showed awe.
"What about people?" The sacred blood of the meditation of the meditation of the meditation of the celestial beings is empty and there seems to be no emotional fluctuations.
"Returning to the deputy master, the man has entered the foggy swamp." The five elders said.
"Hmmm?" The deputy master of the church seems to be somewhat inexplicable. He knows better than anyone else. In this time period, he enters the foggy swamp, not to mention the cultivator who is only a temperamental temper. Even if he is a glimpse of the celestial cultivator, it is also a life of nine deaths.
"The deputy master, I suspect that the kid is not the person in our wilderness world, but the outsider. Otherwise, the kid will not enter the foggy swamp to die, nor will he follow me in Islam." The five elders said My own speculation.
However, for this high-ranking deputy master, it seems that I am not so interested in the origin of Ye Qian. Or, the reason why he came out this time is entirely for the reputation of their Zen teaching. However, since Ye Qian has entered the foggy swamp, it seems that everything can be drawn to a full stop.
I saw that the high-ranking deputy leader snorted and seemed to be somewhat unhappy. He said nothing, walking straight in the direction of coming, it seems that this person is moving slowly, but in fact this person stepped out It is hundreds of meters away, and this method is no longer imaginable by the immortals.
The five-year-old elders of the white-haired old man saw each other, and they were respectful and respectful. The look of the assistant teacher was full of awe and yearning.