Immortal cultivators are cheap and invincible

This sudden situation not only didn't make people feel flustered, but made every monk's eyes reveal joy.The heads of several third-rank sects present quickly raised their eyes at the same time, watching the changing mid-air and half-sounding, and finally moved their feet, and one after another figure flew to a specific direction.

Li Zheng stood in the northwest corner, and with a wave of his sleeve, a piece of broken jade skin flew out and stopped in mid-air.Li Zheng's eyes showed seriousness, and his hands began to form mysterious and complicated handprints one by one.

As time passed, a thin layer of sweat began to appear on Li Zheng's forehead. After a while, he softly shouted: "Open!"

Suddenly, a light blue beam of light burst out from the broken jade piece and rushed into the air.At the same time, the broken jade pieces in the hands of the other sect leaders emitted beams of light of different colors.

The colorful rays of light in the sky began to distort, slowly forming a vortex.The vortex was getting bigger and bigger. Huang Mao saw that it was a gray area, and occasionally there were some fragments of magic weapons floating by, and even saw the remains of some monks' severed limbs!

With such a scene, Huang Mao couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly. This ancient small world seemed to be full of dangers. I hope he and Huang Yiyuan can come out safe and sound.

"Come in!" several heads shouted together.The sound was like a huge wave, sweeping across the entire Maple Leaf Valley and rolling away, making people's minds shake.

Those who can advance are naturally the disciples of the third-rank sects. As soon as Huang Yiyuan heard the sound, he grabbed Huang Mao's palm, and the two got up and galloped towards the whirlpool without saying a word.

Not only the two of Huang Mao were so fast, but the speed of the rest of the monks was also not weak, and one after another figures were quickly submerged into the vortex.After a quarter of an hour, those casual cultivators were ready to move, and each used their magic weapons to submerge into the vortex.

After another quarter of an hour, several sect masters felt that the aura in their bodies could no longer support them, and they no longer persisted.As soon as the gesture changed, the broken pieces of jade that had paused in mid-air immediately flew back to their respective owners' hands.

Among the casual cultivators, many people did not enter the vortex.The most unlucky ones were those who had just entered the half way, and suddenly their whole body was cut off by a force, and their death was miserable.

This is the case every time the ancient small world is opened, and Li Zheng is completely used to it.Taking back the broken jade pieces, he took out three or four bottles of pills from the interspatial ring and poured them into his mouth.After meditating for a while, Li Zheng's expression returned to normal.

"Master, what's the matter?" Fang Lei stepped forward and asked.

Li Zheng nodded and said: "It's nothing, just spent some spiritual energy and mind, and came back after practicing for a while. Next, what we worry about is the matter of Huang Mao and his wife."

At this time, besides Wei Wenyu, there was only Fang Lei who accompanied Li Zheng.Qianji and the others stayed in the sect. After all, the head of the sect went out, and all the elders in the sect could not run away.

Wei Wenyu stepped forward at this moment, frowned and said: "Did Manhua go in?"

Manhua is Li Zheng's third disciple, with a single metallic spiritual root, but the spiritual root value is not very outstanding, only 80, worthy of being hooked into a genius.

Before that, the other party had been retreating in order to attack the alchemy, but last time Huang Mao and his alchemy made a big noise and alarmed the other party, so Manhua came out.This time, the ancient small world just opened, and Manhua came here without hesitation in order to seek opportunities.

"I'm in, I just don't know how Ji Chenghua is doing?" Li Zheng sighed a little.

In his life, together with Huang Yiyuan, there are a total of four personal disciples.Ji Chenghua's talent is similar to that of Gu Shuhan, but he has the most ruthless temper.In order to catch up with those real evildoers, he resolutely left the sect and went out to seek opportunities to practice. It has been more than ten years now, but there is no news about him from the sect, and it is not known whether something happened to him.

"Don't worry, Chenghua will be fine. Manhua went to the ancient small world once before, and she reminded him that Maoer and his two can avoid some detours, so it shouldn't be a big problem to come out alive." Wei Wenyu said.

Li Geng put away the lonely expression on his face and nodded slightly.

But at this moment, Huang Mao and Huang Yiyuan entered the vortex together, and Manhua followed closely behind them.In fact, this time she came, she was already prepared, ready to sacrifice!

She didn't come here for chance, but to protect Huang Mao and the two of them.Before leaving, she still remembered Li Zheng's expression of hesitating to speak, at that time, Manhua understood in an instant.

She knelt down and kowtowed to Li Zheng, and then came resolutely.The ancient small world is weird and unpredictable, and no one can say that they will survive.Her mission is to do everything possible to keep the two of Huang Yiyuan alive.

After floating in the vortex for a while, Huang Mao felt that his body was a little unstable.Strands of gray gas began to wrap around his body, and even began to absorb the blood and vitality in Huang Mao's body.

Huang Mao's expression changed, and he was about to take out a body protection rune, but felt something strange in his storage ring.

After a while, there was something extra in Huang Mao's hand, which was a rusty token that Li Zheng rewarded him back then.

As soon as the token appeared, the rust on his body quickly melted when he touched the gray air, and then the whole token turned into a colorful light that completely enveloped Huang Mao in it.With this layer of colorful light covering him, the gray air can no longer invade him.

Huang Mao was overjoyed, and looked at Huang Yiyuan, only to see that he was also surrounded by a layer of colorful light under Manhua's suggestion.

Knowing that he was safe for now, Huang Mao was slightly relieved.Looking down, I also saw that there were also some monks like him, whose whole bodies were shrouded in a layer of light.

However, most of the cultivators relied on their own various means to support themselves, and several of them screamed, being absorbed by the gray energy and life, turning into a mummy-like existence.

The longer his body wandered, the further Huang Mao felt that Zhongzhou's aura was farther away from him.He knew that the ancient small world was an independent existence, equivalent to two planets.

Finally, as time passed slowly, Huang Mao found a black cloud floating above his head.

The whole space here is gray and black, which is very abrupt here.Huang Mao and Huang Yiyuan were still a little ignorant, but the complexions of a few monks changed drastically, and they tried their best to drift to other areas.

"Damn it! Huang Mao, hide away!" Manhua was sweating profusely at this moment, how could there be such a thing here.

In the past, this filthy cloud would only appear by chance after it hit the ground, but why did it appear now! ?The formation of this dirty cloud is due to the condensed dead air emitted by the broken limbs and remains after the death of the ancient monks for a long time.

The dirty cloud has almost no attack power, unless the remains of ancient monks are wrapped in the dirty cloud, but this possibility is extremely small.But even if it is not aggressive, the dirty cloud has an extremely deadly harm, that is, it will pollute a person's spiritual root!root!Even Lingtai and Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Once polluted by the filthy clouds, unless he encounters a heaven-defying genius, Dibao, who cleanses his marrow and cuts his tendons again, a monster with a peerless appearance will be completely reduced to a waste!

As soon as Huang Mao and Huang Mao heard what Manhua said, they were startled and moved their feet, regardless of the gray air in the mask hitting and accelerating consumption, and desperately moved to the side.

But all of a sudden, the dirty cloud rolled together, and in an instant, bursts of coercion spread out, as if they wanted to crush everyone below.

A few monks were struggling to support at the moment, but under this huge coercion, the shields on their bodies suddenly shattered, and a large amount of gray air instantly drowned them.

"Help! I don't want to die!"

"Save...uh..."

Huang Mao saw that these monks struggled hard before they died, and their eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.Some of them couldn't say a word, and pinched their throats with both hands, looking extremely uncomfortable.

But at this moment, in the roiling dirty cloud, there was a white ancient palm slowly protruding out, with a destructive aura, it pressed down from the dirty cloud.

At this moment, Huang Mao's first thought was whether the Tathagata Buddha's Five Fingers Mountain had such power.But in times of crisis, this kind of thing is just a flash.

That palm seemed to be slow, but the aura emanating from that palm actually shattered the shield on Huang Mao's body, and then a huge wind hit Huang Mao.

"Huang Mao!" Huang Yiyuan wanted to burst into tears, regardless of his own safety, he hugged him in his arms, and then the two of them were covered in gray air and flew away together.

Manhua gritted his teeth, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.She, who was bruised by the momentum of her hand bones, was also sent flying in another direction.At the moment before losing consciousness, she still looked unwillingly at the direction where Huang Mao and the two disappeared.She really didn't expect that the wreckage of an ancient monk was really wrapped in this filthy cloud!

Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was only a moment, Huang Mao finally woke up faintly.As soon as the body moved, I felt a burst of soreness and weakness coming from the body, and the spiritual energy in the dantian was exhausted.What's even more weird is that shyly shrouded in a cloud of gray gas, it's impossible for him to get in touch.

This can't help but make Huang Mao a little worried, but fortunately, the gray aura didn't make him feel threatened, it just seemed to simply cut him off from communicating with Shame.

"How are you?" Huang Yiyuan also fell not far from Huang Mao, and at this moment he woke up faintly, and asked.

"I am OK, you?"

"I'm fine, it's just that my aura is exhausted."

The two stopped talking at the moment, and concentrated on recovering their cultivation calmly.In such a strange and unpredictable place, it is extremely unwise to let oneself lose the ability to protect oneself.

This feeling of powerlessness has not appeared for a long time since Huang Mao practiced.Therefore, Huang Mao didn't bother to observe and study the gray energy first, but took out the extremely fast spirit stone from the storage ring and began to restore his cultivation.

There is no aura in this place, and some naturally only have boundless dead energy.In order to recover the aura, other than using spirit stones or taking pills, everything else is impossible.

After a long time, Huang Mao opened his eyes.Now, the injuries in his body have fully recovered.Standing up, Huang Mao looked aside, Huang Yiyuan was still practicing.

Without disturbing the other party, Huang Mao began to carefully observe the surrounding terrain.