Langjia Mountain is a holy mountain of the demon clan. It runs for thousands of miles and is surrounded by demonic energy all year round. Especially at the foot of the mountain, the demonic energy is so strong that the black fog does not dissipate all year round, so that even some demons with lower magic power have not

Way to travel through.

The hundreds of Taoist schools set up camp twenty miles away from Langjia Mountain.

For most of them, the Demon Realm is a place they have never set foot before. The closer they are to Langjia Mountain, the more bizarre the scenery they see. The plants, trees, insects and beasts here are all the same as what they see outside.

Same.

The Yanfang Forest fell lightly into the woods, hid behind the rocks and looked forward secretly.

He was wondering how he was going to get in.

After his observation in the past two days, although there were many people coming this time, everyone basically gathered together according to the sect and knew each other well. He was a strange face, but I was afraid that he would be recognized soon.

Since he couldn't get into these famous sects, he planned to go to Langjia Mountain first.

When I turned around and was about to leave, I suddenly heard someone say aloud: "President Li."

The sound is clear and shiny, it is Liu Ziqiu.

He immediately looked back and saw a very familiar figure standing opposite Liu Ziluo, with white hair in snow, and was the Taoist Chaoshan.

Now that his spiritual power has risen, his eyesight is very good. After only a few days of sight, the Taoist Chaoshan has lost weight a lot. He stands with Liu Ziqiu, who is bright and bright, and he can clearly see his age.

Liu Fengyi and Zheng Changxing also came over immediately. Yan Fanglin hid behind the stone and let out a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, he saw another familiar figure walking towards him surrounded by several monks.

He jumped and hid among the branches and leaves.

The person who came was Jin Xuelang, wearing gorgeous clothes, shaking his fan: "Are you here to serve me or monitor me?"

Uncle Shen behind him said, "The head of the sect told me to take care of you, young master, this is the Demon Realm, and there may be danger at any time. If you sneak away, I can only report to the sect truthfully and take you back to the sect back.

It's already a mountain."

Jin Xuelang closed the fan unhappily and stopped under the tree.

Mr. Shen's voice was much gentler: "Besides, you represent our entire Jinting Mountain now. Now the entire Taoist sect is working together to encircle Langjia Mountain. If you escape privately, you will know that you have deep love for the Qingzhu Peak.

I don’t know, I thought that the young master of Jinting Mountain was a coward and escaped at the last minute. Then, let alone you, even our entire Jinting Mountain, how can you raise your head in the Taoist sect?”

"I'll go to Qingzhu Peak to see him. I'll go to the sword. It's only a cup of tea to go back and forth. What's the point of doing?" Jin Xuelang said: "I see you getting more and more unfamiliar now. You've no longer taken care of you since childhood."

The Uncle Shen I grew up has been practicing until I reached the Nascent Soul stage without telling it. You are so awesome."

Uncle Shen smiled and stopped talking.

Only then did Yan Fanglin realize that Uncle Shen in front of him seemed to have changed, his body was much straight and his beard was shorter. He looked like a handsome middle-aged man in his thirties and forties.

Yan Fanglin hid in the tree for a long time. After Jin Xuelang and others walked away, they quietly passed through the woods and headed towards Langjia Mountain.

As a result, when he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw a black mist surrounding the entire Langjia Mountain. It was so quiet that it seemed that he could not even hear a bird's song. He was about to go in, but suddenly he heard a scream.

The scream came from the thick fog, and someone shouted, "Be careful!"

Then there were a few more screams, and then a white-robed monk jumped out of the thick fog, with blood dripping from the body. Then another white-robed monk escaped, holding a broken arm in his arms.

The monk, the monk's whole body was blood red, and he was twitching and unable to make any sound.

"Go away!"

A black shadow appeared and disappeared in the thick fog. Yan Fanglin seemed to have seen a huge tail and disappeared in an instant.

The three white-robed monks had long disappeared, leaving only a smell of blood on the ground.

These white-robed monks should be the vanguard troops sent by Ye Qingdu to explore the way.

It seems that there is indeed a poisonous python in the thick fog.

The python is a common monster in the cultivation text, and "The Crime Demon" is no exception.

Yan Fanglin has no animals to be afraid of, but it is more afraid of snakes.

He just thought about it and felt cold all over.

However, according to the original novel, there is only one entrance to Langjia Mountain, and poisonous pythons are everywhere. If he wants to enter the mountain, he can't get around them.

After thinking about it carefully, he decided to find a poisonous python, enter its spiritual consciousness, and first explore the way.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a figure also landed in front of him.

The man was dressed in black, thin and handsome, and it was Yu Qingchi.

Yan Fanglin immediately hid again.

It seems that the heroes have a similar view, and they all want to go to Langjia Mountain to explore the situation.

Yu Qingchi looked down at the blood on the ground, pulled out the black blood sword on his back, and walked directly into the black fog.

Yan Fanglin was stunned for a moment.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.

He hurriedly poked out his spiritual consciousness and rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness of a poisonous python. As soon as he entered, he was almost vomited out by a strong smell of blood. The poisonous python was soaked by demonic energy for many years, and the demonic energy in the sea of ​​consciousness was always there.

The surging was almost impossible to suppress it, and he felt a splitting headache. The poisonous python seemed to realize that someone had invaded and rolled violently. Yan Fanglin tried his best and finally gained the upper hand.

The black fog in front of me turned gray and white. Just a few feet away, two pythons had wrapped around Yu Qingchi. The black blood sword in Yu Qingchi's hand was already covered in blood.

With the hissing of the poisonous python, the entire mountain seemed to shake. Seeing this, Yu Qingchi recalled the Black Blood Sword and jumped onto the sword. As soon as his feet stepped on the sword body, he had a body size greater than before.

Several giant pythons, which were several times larger than poisonous pythons, opened their bloody mouths, exposed their fangs and swallowed them directly at him.

At the critical moment, a poisonous python suddenly jumped out from the side and hit the giant python's head. Yu Qingchi flashed and avoided the disaster.

He looked down in a hurry, but saw the python that had just saved him sank heavily on the ground.

Yu Qingchi took the opportunity to fly out with his sword. The poisonous pythons seemed to be unable to get out of the poisonous fog. They hovered around and then disappeared in the black fog again.

The black blood sword returned to the sheath, and Yu Qingchi looked panicked.

He was too careless.

He suddenly heard a sound of □□, which came from the grass behind him. When he turned his head and saw a man in white lying on the ground.

Lying in a groove.

Yan Fanglin covered his head and he had a split headache.

Once the spiritual consciousness enters the sea of ​​consciousness of the poisonous python, it will be integrated with the poisonous python. The poisonous python is hit and lost half of his life. Naturally, he is not immune. Fortunately, he is withdrawing in time and feels a splitting headache and spits out a mouthful of blood.

.

He is really vomiting blood now as usual.

Seeing Yu Qingchi staring at him in a daze, Yan Fanglin was stunned for a moment and immediately covered her face with her hands.

After thinking about it, he had disguised himself now, and Yu Qingchi might not be able to recognize him.

So what if he looks a little similar to his original appearance? In Yu Qingchi's heart, Yan Fanglin was still in seclusion at Qingzhu Peak. As long as he bites to death, Yu Qingchi must have no way to confirm.

He let go of his hand and looked at Yu Qingchi.

"Fellow Daoist, are you okay?" he spoke first.

Yu Qingchi looked at the blood-stained young man opposite him.

For a moment, he almost thought that the person who fell to the ground was Yan Fanglin.

The figure and feeling are very similar.

"Which sect are you a disciple?" Yan Fanglin asked again.

He wants to take the initiative!

Yu Qingchi asked, "Who are you?"

Yan Fanglin suddenly saw a sword lying in the grass not far away. He remembered that it fell from the three white-robed monks who had fled in a hurry just now. He had a sudden idea and said, "I am a disciple of the Chicheng Sect.

Master Ye sent us as a pioneer and was going to go into the black fog to detect the situation, but unexpectedly, the poisonous python here is so powerful. It ate several of my senior brothers! Did you... go in just now?"

Yan Fanglin got up and picked up the sword on the ground.

Yu Qingchi looked at his sword, probably seeing the Phoenix Flower Sign of the Chicheng Sect on his sword sheath, his expression calmed a lot, and said, "Those poisonous pythons are indeed powerful."

He said as he turned around and looked at the black fog in front of him, frowned.

Seeing that he did not recognize him, Yan Fanglin felt relieved: "Do you still want to go in?"

Yu Qingchi said: "Those poisonous pythons are spiritual and have a large number. It is not the best idea to break in like this."

Yan Fanglin said, "Why don't you and I join forces and try again?"

Yu Qingchi looked back at him.

Yan Fanglin's eyes did not dodge and looked directly at Yu Qingchi.

Yu Qingchi said: "I have a way, maybe I can try it. I have a technique that can enter the sea of ​​consciousness of those poisonous pythons and cover it. We may have some chance of winning."

I thought of going with him again.

Yan Fanglin deliberately looked surprised: "There are such powerful magic in the world? I wonder who my friend is from?"

Yu Qingchi's expression slightly condensed and he said, "My master is a casual cultivator, and even a fellow Taoist may not know him."
To be continued...