Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

Two months later.

Izumo Empire, the edge of the Netherworld Swamp.

Three figures shrouded in black robes appeared here and immediately entered the swamp.

It's like a ghost here.

The sky was dark, and a thick layer of lead clouds covered the swamp, billowing endlessly, as if the whole thing was about to fall down.

Therefore, the sky here seems to be much lower than in other places. If you stand at a high place, you can reach out and touch the sky.

Even the blazing sun at noon cannot penetrate this thick lead cloud and throw sunlight into this place.

On the ground, silt, rotten branches and leaves, weeds, various corpses, etc. can be seen everywhere.

There seemed to be wisps of faint poisonous miasma rising in the air, filled with a disturbing and disgusting fishy smell. Inhaling too much would give people a faint feeling of dizziness.

The earth is dark, and at first glance, although the woods are dense, there is no sense of vitality at all.

Entering it, you feel lifeless, as if you have entered a ghost world.

……

Swish!

With the wings spread out on his back, Wei Yang held Qing Lin in his arms, and Xian'er stood beside him. They were suspended in mid-air, their feet stepping on the tall treetops from time to time, and they quickly moved towards the depths of the poisonous swamp.

With Wei Yang's nine-star Dou Wang's peak Dou Qi cultivation and the protection of the strange fire, he is naturally not afraid of these poisonous mist miasmas. Qing Lin is hiding in his arms, so he is naturally not affected.

Xian'er is the most natural. The toxins in these poisonous mist are not as good as the poisonous body of disaster, but will become her nourishment. Therefore, in this place full of poisonous miasma, she is like a fish in water.

Wisps of poisonous mist were absorbed into her body from time to time and refined into her own power.

Xian'er would feel it from time to time, as if he was tasting the poisonous mist.

"Master, this Netherworld Swamp... is so quiet." Qing Lin shrank into Wei Yang's arms and said softly.

Wei Yang gently stroked her back and tightened his arms slightly to soothe her somewhat uneasy mood.

After all, Qing Lin is just a sixteen-year-old girl, and she will inevitably feel a little uneasy if she enters a place like this rashly.

Once she gets used to the environment here, it will definitely be much better.

Qing Lin has successfully transferred to the Earth Level Cultivation Technique, and because he has refined a copy of the Ice Spirit Cold Spring, the quality of the Yin Han Dou Qi in his body is higher. After all, the Ice Spirit Cold Spring can compete with the strange fire for a short period of time. Strange objects.

And her realm has also reached the level of high-level fighting master.

With the assistance of Ice Spirit Cold Spring and two fifth-level snake monsters, her cultivation speed has been very fast in the past two months, and her state has not been affected by the transfer of cultivation techniques.

After all, she was in the realm of a fighting master. She couldn't absorb any amount of energy provided by the two snake monsters.

Although the two snake-like monsters are both fire-attributed monsters, perhaps because of the Green Snake Sanhua, the energy conversion between her and the contracted monsters, although there will be some losses, is strangely able to absorb and transform smoothly.

Perhaps it's because the bipartite wood attribute contained in the Green Snake Three Flowers plays a neutralizing role in this process.

……

Nethermarsh is huge.

Almost no one can estimate its specific area.

Although it cannot be compared with the endless Tagore Desert, it is not much smaller.

As it went deeper inside, the poisonous gas in the air became more intense and terrifying.

Seven days later.

Wei Yang and the others have gradually entered the depths of the Netherworld Swamp.

Common poisons such as scorpions, centipedes, etc. are rarely seen here. They are not strong enough and cannot survive here at all.

Wei Yang and the others were not in a hurry, but moved forward slowly, continuing to move deeper.

Occasionally encountering some poisonous monsters, they will try their best to avoid them. After all, they are not here to sweep the Netherworld Swamp. It would be a waste of time to attack monsters when they encounter them.

The Netherworld Swamp is so big that even the time spent searching for strange fires is not enough. How can it be wasted on those poisonous monsters?

Standing on the top of a -meter-high mountain, dark clouds were billowing above my head.

Wei Yang looked far into the depths of the Netherworld Swamp.

There, the poisonous gas was almost so strong that it condensed into a thick fog that was as solid as substance.

He couldn't help but frown.

After actually searching for the Nether Poison Fire, Wei Yang realized that it was not easy to find. He had no clue at all now.

The Netherworld Swamp is so big that finding a flame in it is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

And what troubles him the most is that the Netherworld Poison Fire is one of the few alien fires that can leave the place of birth and wander around freely.

It is even harder to find than Wind Fury Dragon Yandu.

Like the Wind Furious Dragon Flame, it usually stays in the eye of the tornado and follows the tornado as it moves around the desert. Only during the hottest days of the year will it leave the tornado and randomly appear somewhere in the desert. …

But at least there is still a trace to be found.

Tornadoes can be used as search and reference targets.

But the Netherworld Poison Fire is different. This is completely the sixth child, just like a will-o'-the-wisp, wandering around in the Netherworld Swamp.

It may appear deep in the swamp, or it may wander to the edge of the swamp. In short, it is wandering around, and it is difficult to catch its trace.

It may turn into a palm-sized floating poisonous fire, or it may turn into a poisonous python swimming around...

"It's hard to find. This Netherworld Swamp is too big!" Wei Yang rubbed his brows with a headache.

Nether Poison Fire, ranked th on the strange fire list, is dark green in color.

It is a kind of flame that existed in the poisonous marsh of the ancient netherworld. After thousands of years of being infected by the poisonous miasma that covered the sky in the poisonous marsh, the flame burned the endless poisonous miasma.

It takes a hundred years to become a spirit, and a thousand years to take shape. When it is completed, its color is green, like a will-o'-the-wisp, wandering through the poisonous miasma, without a fixed habitat.

Since the flame itself is a spirit fed by a poisonous miasma, it contains highly toxic substances. As long as an ordinary person is contaminated by a drop of sparks, he will be poisoned, so it is almost impossible to swallow and fuse it!

Therefore, few people will look for this kind of strange fire, and few people know its existence. It is very mysterious.

Even for alchemists, there are generally very few people who want to take advantage of this strange fire, because it is too poisonous and you cannot refine it and integrate it into your body.

You have to be careful even when touching it, for fear of being poisoned, so how can you refine it?

This also leads to the fact that the Nether Poison Fire does not have a high sense of existence among many strange fires. It is an alien type among the strange fires, and its ranking is almost at the bottom.

……

After a long time, Wei Yang turned around and walked in one direction.

On a cliff not far in front of him was a temporarily opened cave. At this time, Xian'er and Qinglin were busy cleaning the cave carefully.

Here, it can be regarded as a junction between the middle and the depths of the poisonous swamp.

Wei Yang plans to use this place as a temporary residence.

Now Xian'er is already at a point where he can break through to Dou Huang at any time.

Therefore, they chose to settle here temporarily. While waiting for Xian'er to break through, Wei Yang could also look for traces of Poison Fire nearby.

This kind of search seems to have no other better way besides relying on luck and character.

……

Early the next morning.

Xian'er began to break through in seclusion. The process of breaking through the Douhuang took a certain amount of time.

In front of the cave gate.

Wei Yang and Qing Lin were walking.

Since the surrounding poisonous gas was attracted by the Xian'er inside the cave, the poisonous gas near the periphery seemed a little thinner.

Chichi~

While walking, sometimes a little poisonous gas would touch the two of them.

Whenever this happens, a faint black flame will appear on Wei Yang's body surface, burning all the poisonous gas close to his body.

Qinglin's body surface also had a wisp of yellowish-brown, and a faint sound of wind-like flames emerged to protect her.

When he reached the edge of the cliff, Wei Yang stopped and turned around and said, "I'm going to look for the poisonous fire. You stay here and while you practice, protect Xian'er's breakthrough. If there's something urgent that you can't handle, just crush the jade pendant I gave you." , I’m nearby and will be back immediately.”

"Yes." Qinglin stopped, "Master, you must be careful too."

"Don't worry." Wei Yang rubbed her head and smiled: "I will come back every three to five days."

"Let's go." Waving his hand, Wei Yang turned around, spread out the black wings behind his back, jumped out of the cliff, and then quickly flew away into the distance.

Qing Lin stood on the edge of the cliff, watching Wei Yang until his figure disappeared, then turned back.