Chapter 1287: Demon (middle)

When Chu Yan crossed the bronze door, he could not help frowning, muttering, "Why is it so dense?"
The smoke billowed in front of him.
It's not the kind of evil black smoke, but it's like the light smoke that comes out when simply burning straw and firewood.
It's just that the smoke has no temperature and is not stingy.
Otherwise, Chu Yan would definitely think that someone set a fire here.
Although it won't make people's eyes sore and tears, but it's a sight that people can't see clearly.
Those who came in before Chu Yan had disappeared.
Chu Yan said to Wusi Lanma and Puyang behind him: "Follow me ..." The words didn't fall. Chu Yan found that the two behind him were missing.
As soon as his eyes were fixed, Chu Yan's consciousness spread immediately.
As she crossed the bronze door, Chu Yan felt clearly that Uzrama and Yiyang were walking one step behind her.
And in this moment, he didn't feel anyone moving them away.
If someone really can do it under the eyes of Chu Yan, then this person's realm and strength are definitely far above Chu Yan.
In this case, there is no reason to let Chu Yan alone.
But now, Wu Si Lan Ma and Li Yang Yi really disappeared before Chu Yan's eyes.
Even the gods can't catch their whereabouts.
As if these two people, behind him, disappeared out of thin air.
After discovering that both of them could not be detected, Chu Yan immediately retreated.
He remembered walking five steps after stepping into the bronze gate.
But at this time, he took a dozen steps back, but was still surrounded by smoke.
The bronze door seemed to disappear.
He seemed to be trapped in a weird space.
The smoke swelled around him, as if there was a ghostly grimace inside, smirking at him.
Chu Yan slowly stood upright.
After this bronze gate, there really are some doorways.
This smoke is indeed not ordinary mist.
At this point, if you don't know what means, then exclude from the most basic.
First of all, determine if you are in a magic circle.
Chu Yan's fingertips condensed a silk-like aura, slowly penetrating into the surrounding void.
The faint glow of the Reiki silk thread reflected his complexion in this dense mist.
...... Li Mo, who rushed in first, also found that the monks who followed him were missing.
"Oh, the regional array method, also want to trap me?"
Li Mo sneered, his arms trembled, and then Volley made a bow-and-arrow pose.
The golden light revealed a fierce momentum, and in an instant, he condensed into a bow and arrow in his hands.
"Walk through the clouds!"
With a swift sip, a blue light flowed from the arrow feathers to the tip of the arrow among the long arrows in his hands.
A kind of oppression before thunderstorm in midsummer suddenly revealed from the long arrow.
An arrow shot out and sank into the thick fog.
At the beginning, nothing changed.
However, Li Mo's face was full of self-confidence, and there was no panic at all.
The corner of his mouth even sneered.
After a while, it seemed like a flat mine surge.
A roar came from the deep fog in front of him.
Suddenly, this dense fog collapsed and dissipated inward, revealing a damaged wall and a large cave.
"Huh, how can the dead man stop me?"
After saying this, Li Mo didn't know what he thought of, and a look of shame appeared on his face.
Just two steps forward, a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.
A moment later, this suspicion turned into a surprise.
Li Mo's breathing became heavier at this time.
In his eyes, he was shining brightly, and he hurried a few steps to the front of the wall.
The more excited he looked on his face as he ran forward.
When he rushed to the wall, his body began to tremble.
"Can't be wrong! Absolutely can't be wrong! This is Reiki! So strong Reiki! So strong Reiki!"
In ecstasy, Li Mo couldn't help yelling.
This wall is quaint, and must be an antiquities 20,000 years ago.
The cave that Li Mo broke above was about the size of a washbasin.
At this moment, the aura, almost as thick as Qiongyeyuyu, was pouring out of this cave.
Standing in front of this wall, taking a deep breath, Li Mo only felt as if he was standing in Lingquan, oh no, it is the source of the Reiki Waterfall! The pores in his body seemed to spread out at this moment.
"If such a rich aura is released from a spirit stone, isn't this spirit stone as big as a mountain?
If it is not a spiritual stone, it is definitely an extremely rare treasure of heaven and earth! With such treasures, Li Mo stepped into the state of heaven, and it was so easy! As long as you can enter the state of mind, what is money Cheng! I can enter Ziwei Gate even without him! Even if I can't enter the Ziwei gate, I can be satisfied if I can enter the state of mind! "
With that thought, Li Mo only felt that his back was numb with excitement. At the moment, the cave was broken down so that one person could drill into it.
While demolishing the bricks, he could feel that as the cave continued to grow, the aura became stronger.
After that, it was like a giant wave of aura, sweeping his body.
Every muscle and every hair in his body seemed to be cheering.
After the cave was enlarged enough for him to enter, Li Mo couldn't wait to get into it.
As soon as his head pierced into it, Li Mo suddenly felt as if he had jumped into the ocean of aura.
And in front of him, a spirit stone that can almost be described by towering clouds! The reason he didn't see it before was because the cave was at the bottom of the spirit stone and blocked his sight.
Now, Li Mo can clearly see the spirit stone.
The spirit stone was so high that he couldn't see the top even if his neck was sore.
"Developed, developed!"
Li Mo laughed.
At this moment, it seemed like he was mad, and the whole body lay on the spirit stone, and then with his head, he bumped on the surface of the spirit stone.
Every effort was exhausted.
He smashed the spirit stone, and desperately drilled his head into it, still saying something in his mouth: "I want to absorb this spirit's aura, I want to absorb it ... I want to absorb it ..." ... . "
After discovering that the person in front was missing, Ma Cheng took out his magic sword.
The sword is three feet long, and there are two slender cutouts on the sword body, making the sword look like a three-edged thorn.
This magic sword was still a gift from a teacher admiring him when he was promoted to Yuanyuan.
Ma Cheng still remembers the bright eyes of the younger sister.
It was only with the improvement of the realm that Ma Cheng gradually felt that this piece of spirit was no longer worthy of his realm.
"If I had a high-end artifact when I was on a warship, where would I be humiliated by Li Mo!"
Ma Cheng gritted his teeth and clenched the hilt.