"Or else, let's leave..." Several young people gave in a little.

After all, a few days ago, a senior brother in their sect walked towards this side while exploring, but in the end there was no news. And they also saw the traces left by the senior brother along the way, and the result...

It came to an abrupt end here.

"We should indeed leave, but we have to wait a while until the demon completely retreats. Otherwise, if we go back now, it will be just a sheep entering the tiger's mouth."

The young men sighed and grabbed the hilt of the sword with force, as if they wanted to see if they had completely withdrawn from the fear they had just now.

But at this moment.

"Wait, why does it feel like the black fog has faded a little before?"

Suddenly, the young man couldn't help but change his expression slightly.

At this moment, they were in the black fog. The misty substance made them feel gloomy and depressing. However, they discovered that when they moved forward, the dark fog seemed to be more indifferent!

"Indeed, I didn't pay attention to it just now. It seems that this place is much less lighter than when I was there just now..."

They looked at each other.

There is a guess in my heart.

Could it be...

They plucked up their courage to continue moving forward. Sure enough, the black fog in front was actually dispersed. This place was exactly like their sect and was not completely eroded by the black fog!

Their faces were trembling.

"this……"

"In the black fog, there are indeed other sects! So, should the senior brother be killed by the demons or the sects here... Except for our Dari Sword Sect, other sects still exist."

Their faces were solemn.

If it is the former, then it can only be said to accept the fate, but if it is the latter... declare war? Or what?

Seeing blood in this state of black fog is of great significance...

After all, everyone's nerves are extremely tense.

"First find out the news about this sect and see how strong they are... Then we will repay the sect, Fengyang, you have the best body skills, go and inquire."

A thin man nodded slightly. When he mentioned his body movement, a hint of confidence unconsciously surged in his eyes.

He cultivated the Great Sun Steps in the Great Sun Sword Sect to the peak state. He had a unique talent in his practice of body skills, but the Great Sun Step level was only the peak of the spirit level. Compared with the Guizhen Body Technique, it was much worse. His biggest dream in his life was to be able to enter the extreme realm of body skills!

He believed that he could definitely control the loss of shadow.

Success or not is only a matter of time.

"Go." A group of disciples nodded slightly. They were all hiding outside, asking the young man named Qin Fengyang to inquire about the news.

"Be careful. If you have any news, please notify us immediately with Lingyu."

Qin Fengyang nodded: "Okay, no problem. By the way, do you feel anything? I always feel strange, but I always feel a sense of fear in my heart. This feeling is stronger than when the demon was chasing us just now."

“Is there any?”

"Well, that's not."

Qin Fengyang muttered, then turned around and disappeared.

There seemed to be a shadow flashing across the place where they could not see it.

...

As the sky was dawn, the Small Sutra Pavilion was a newly reclaimed place. In the early morning, a large number of disciples arrived here. Some began to conduct swordsmanship statistics, while others were patrolling.

"Strange, why do you feel like something suddenly rushed over? Have you seen it?"

At this time, a disciple suddenly glanced at the position behind him strangely and couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"No, you feel wrong, right?"

The disciples of Daluo Sword Sect around him looked at him strangely.

"Are you in a daze? I remember that Brother Zhou asked around if there were any chickens last year. I felt that there was a problem. I don't know whether there is any internal information in the sect that I, Mr. Jiang, don't know. Tell me, are you looking for chickens?"

The disciple looked strange: "Are you serious about it?"

"Far, who is serious? "

A group of disciples made jokes.

At this moment, Qin Fengyang's eyes in the dark were a little disdainful.

Most of these disciples are just in the Heavenly Cauldron Realm.

He looked around and seemed to have only one disciple in the Mind Qi Realm.

"This sect looks very weak, but they seem to master the Sutra Pavilion, and there should be a lot of sword techniques in it. If they can be annexed, it will greatly improve the overall strength of the Dari Sword Sect."

And it seems that the strength of this Sword Sect is not strong.

Wait! I heard from them that this seems to be the branch of the Daluo Sword Sect?

Then you should master some of the Daluo Sword Sutra?

When he thought of the Daluo Sword Sutra, even though he knew it was incomplete, a hint of greed appeared in his eyes.

He took out a piece of shiny and gentle jade from his arms.

Rub it on it a few times.

This thing is called Lingyu.

It can be said to be the only means of communication in the black fog at present.

Rub it in a special way and inject spiritual energy into it, so that text can be generated on other people's spiritual jade.

"This is actually the branch of Daluo Sword Sect? And it seems that its strength is not strong. There are very few internal disciples even in the Mind Qi Realm..."

At this moment, the disciples waiting on the periphery had a look on their faces.

Daluo Sword Sect!

The Sword Sect, which was full of endless legends...

The Daluo Sword Sutra with the extreme attack...

And most importantly, under the erosion of black fog, the strength of this sect is not strong!

At least Qin Fengyang walked around the sect and did not even find any powerful mental energy realm!

"Since that's the case, let's go in and take a look."

A group of people couldn't help but smile.

"Where is Fengyang?"

"He continued to go deep into the sect to see if he had any discoveries, but he should be responsible and would not touch the place where the most powerful powerful man in the sect exists. The camel died and was bigger than a horse, so it's better to be careful."

…………

Zhang Sanjian was cross-legged in his room and recovering from his injuries.

Little did they know that at this moment, a pair of eyes had seen this place outside.

"So that's it. The strongest man in Daluo Sword Sect should be the old man. His aura is extremely strong like an abyss, but now he seems to be seriously injured. This is the opportunity for the Dari Sword Sect!"

Outside the window, a figure seemed to be hidden in a shadow, with no one around. If he hadn't been very close, he wouldn't have found him.

Qin Fengyang is indeed a genius in body skills!

But at this moment.

His pupils suddenly contracted and his face turned pale. Not good! I was targeted!

He quickly disappeared from the spot, and then ran wildly outside. There was a jungle adjacent to the black fog. He was traveling wildly in it. His body movements were driven to the extreme. Every step on his feet showed golden ripples spreading, and his speed was extremely terrifying.

However, behind it, there was always a shadow that was chasing him, and the shadow was neither fast nor slow, but it was as if it had stepped into his rhythm and was never left behind.

That feeling is like a mouse being played with by a cat!

I was targeted by something!
Chapter completed!