Chapter 152 Evil Fog Omen

A hundred feet away, a black fog rises to the sky, like a black demon dragon with teeth and claws, ferocious and horrible. In the end, it turned into a centipede in mid-air, which is thousands of times the size of a normal centipede, which is very domineering. For a moment, half of the sky was blocked by it, and the dark Xuanlong Pool became darker and gloomy, and the inexplicable pressure made everyone dare not breathe.

The huge smoky centipede dissipated in an instant, as if it was just for everyone to demonstrate, and it was like some kind of summoning - the centipede group retreated at a very fast speed.

Most people stared at the body of the centipede under their feet in shock. Almost every foot they stepped on, there was the crackling sound of juice bursting out of their bodies, and the special smell and bloody smell permeated the whole valley.

Looking at several blood skeletons stained with black blood on the ground, whether they are acquaintances or strong people in the realm of the spiritual emperor, they are overwhelmed by a potential pressure. I don't know when the cloud in the sky will dissipate, but the clouds of sorrow surge into everyone's heart.

There is no doubt that this attack on the centipede group is a warning to the people of the evil blood centipede. In front of the little centipede, there are already several strong people who are enough to run across the martial arts world. So how powerful should the bloody centipede be? It is said that the masters of the ten spiritual emperors may not be able to defeat a spirit beast. It seems to make sense...

A total of 11 people died in this battle between man and centipede.

Qian Qian gathered his martial arts with a solemn face. After counting, he found that one of them had died. Of course, this loss was completely indebable, and one of the brothers of the Zhenhu belt died.

"It will become more and more dangerous..." Wang Wujian's face was pale and he sighed with some reproach. Although he expected that many people would die here, it only happened in his mind. Now he has seen more than a dozen people die in such a tragic way. How can he not be sad? How can you not blame yourself? But he was already difficult to get off. Even when he saw the centipede group, he felt that he had stepped into the Yanluo Hall with one foot, but even if he died, he had to let the six companions leave safely.

No one could sleep this night. More people went out and pulled a large bundle of dry wood, even cut down a dead tree, and then circled themselves in the fire to stop the attack of centipede.

"It seems that this is really not a good place. No wonder so many strong people have died here!" The poison did not die, and he walked as soon as the words fell, he happened to walk to Wang Wujian.

"Hey, do you know how to get into the Dragon Gate of the Land?" The poisonous man grinned at the corners of his mouth and asked with a sasneer.

Wang Wujian did not speak or make any expression, but just stared at him calmly.

Poison did not die. He nodded and said in a low voice, "Then you can't escape!"

Wang Wujian raised his eyebrows and was stunned. His strange eyes and evil smile seemed to be telling him: "You are not only one who is interested in you. Even if Qian Qian is willing to let you go, others may not, even if you are the son of the Wang family..."

There were painful wailings from time to time throughout the night, most of which were poisoned, tortured by revenge venom, and finally...

Wang Wujian found Sikong Zixian standing at the mouth of the canyon. The beautiful woman stood quietly in a thick layer of centipede corpse. She didn't seem to care about the strong smell surging from the ground. Her beautiful face became expressionless and bloodless at this moment, and a pair of originally crystal clear eyes were also empty. The hole is incomparable. The whole person is like a dead corpse, and he can't even feel his heartbeat.

"What's wrong with you? Just now... Why the centipede group..." Wang Wujian felt distracted when he thought of the strange scene just now. The bones were so close to him. If it hadn't been for the mysterious power to stop the centipede from moving forward, he would have turned into a pile of skeletons in a few seconds, but the mysterious power...

Sikong Zixian exhaled heavily without concealment, and then smiled at him. His tight face loosened in an instant, restoring the touching look. There was a strong sense of care in his eyes, and the change was only within a second.

"I'm fine, but what about you? I didn't expect you to be so seriously injured?" Sikong Zixian said with great concern, and the excitement in his eyes just now turned into a strong concern, "You, you are really poisoned by yin and yang pills... Don't worry, I won't let you have anything to do... Take care of yourself..."

Wang Wujian didn't say anything and grinned. Although he didn't understand what this seemingly simple but extremely mysterious girl implied? But she was moved, and the power she released to block the centipede group further shows that although there are few disciples in the wilderness, everyone is the dragon wind among people.

After tossing for a long time, Wang Wujian was exhausted and slept in a daze all night. Like most people, he was lucky to see the dawn of the next day. The red sun heated the whole earth without much time.

Qian Qian gathered the people together. After simply eating a little dry food, everyone was ready to continue to look for it, as if nothing had happened last night, and this time Wang Wujian was forced to follow.

Wang Wujian secretly shouted that he didn't want to stay in the tent. In his opinion, only by going out can he find more opportunities. Moreover, the bag of mysterious medicine is really useful. His wound is no longer purulent. If it is no longer cracked, he can avoid pain and walk normally in less than three days, and Fang Xiaomei's plaster is also quite It works. Once numb, the right arm is no longer stiff and can even be simply stretched.

According to Qian Qian's order, Wang Wujian must follow him, so Fang Xiaomei and the bloodthirsty spider followed the ring-eyed beast not far away, and Yu Chiyan and others accompanied him.

Although the ring-eyed beast is a powerful monster, it is still tender compared with the bloodthirsty spider, so its ring-eye always pays attention to the blood-thirsty spider. The fear of death keeps it a certain distance from the big spider with its teeth and claws, for fear that it will rush to attack itself.

Fang Xiaomei talked and laughed mischievously all the way, and deliberately teased Qian Qian Qian. From time to time, she suddenly let the bloodthirsty spider accelerate a few steps. When the ring-eyed beast in front of her saw the situation, she immediately ran up. Although Qian Qian looked angrily, there was nothing he could do. Who made himself sit down and ride more afraid of death than himself?

As Sikong Zixian said, Wang Wujian noticed that there were dark centipedes of the same color as the land lying on many places on the ground, but they did not shrink back into the cave because someone approached, but lurked more quietly. It seemed that this was one of their hunting methods, but few people dared to provoke it. We.

"Wang Wujian, come here!" Qian Qian shouted like a servant.

Wang Wujian snorted coldly. What he was most unaccustomed to was this ready-to-go tone, so he gave Fang Xiaomei a wink. Fang Xiaomei smiled, recited the spell silently, and the bloodthirsty spider grinned.