Chapter 165: Each One Takes His Own Actions

The fourteen formal members of the Baiye Sanmeng also dispersed, with two people joining a temporary team.

The white-clothed young man Tuozhe walked into the team where Yuan Ming was, and smiled meaningfully at him, and the deputy leader Huanshi happened to be in their team.

Then, the seven teams officially set off and walked into the Ghost Crying Gorge.

The narrow Ghost Crying Gorge was a hundred feet long. There was nothing unusual in the outermost section, but when it was halfway through, white fog was already filling the canyon, and the deeper it went, the thicker it became.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. We have already explored this place. It's just ordinary fog. The color of the poisonous miasma is yellowish. When you officially enter the Snake King Valley, you will see it." Huanshi reminded at the right time, dispelling everyone's doubts.

The members of each team also began to whisper and communicate in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoists, please tell your names. There will be a name to greet you when you enter. I am Tuozhe, the Baiye Sanmeng." The white-clothed young man in the six-member team where Yuan Ming was took the initiative to speak.

"Hagon." Yuan Ming was the first to respond.

"I'm Mangtun." The giant man with the iron tower said in a deep voice.

"My name is Bairong." The black-veiled woman said softly, her voice was quite pleasant.

The young man in black shorts spoke last, but his voice was as hoarse as a 70-year-old man.

"Kunsha." He spoke briefly and uttered two words.

Everyone knew each other now.

A hundred feet was not far, and everyone soon reached the end of the canyon.

Yuan Ming looked into the distance, and what he saw was not a narrow valley, but an open Manggu forest.

The trees in the forest were tall, each of them was a hundred feet high. What was strange was that their crowns were extremely high, almost all concentrated at the top of the tree. From a distance, they looked like towering umbrellas.

And within the range of dozens of feet under the trees, there was a thick white mist.

The white near the canyon was still white, and further inside, it was already a thick milky white that could not be dissolved.

Without waiting for Huanshi to speak, Yuan Ming had already taken the lead and rushed into the thick fog.

The diffuse fog instantly obscured his figure.

"Come back, don't act without authorization." Huanshi saw this and immediately shouted.

Tuozhe's expression also changed slightly. Obviously, he didn't expect Yuan Ming to be so reckless, and couldn't help but cursed "idiot" inwardly.

The formal members of the Baiye Sanmeng of other teams frowned, while the other temporary members had a playful look on their faces, with a mentality of watching the fun.

Fortunately, after Huanshi spoke, Yuan Ming quickly retreated.

"What's wrong with you, don't go in?" He looked surprised, as if he didn't know he had made a mistake.

"The poisonous miasma is dangerous, don't act without authorization." Huanshi felt that he was a little embarrassed by the attention of the other teams, but he still suppressed his anger and warned.

"Didn't you say that the white mist is not poisonous?" Yuan Ming blinked and asked in confusion.

"Can you run around without poison?" Some people in the surrounding teams looked at him like a fool.

"All actions must be followed. If you continue to run around like this, no one will save you if you are in danger." Huanshi frowned and reminded.

Yuan Ming did not say anything and immediately returned to the team.

He subconsciously glanced upwards and saw a black crow hovering above the fog, then spread its wings and flew into the thick fog silently.

His seemingly reckless action just now was just to release the soul crow to help explore the way silently. The fog was a natural barrier, otherwise he would not be able to avoid attracting anyone's attention.

With his current cultivation and soul power, it is not difficult to maintain a soul crow for a long time.

After this episode, Huanshi began to divide the exploration area for each team in order.

Different teams, in different directions, are responsible for the exploration and search mission of a fan-shaped area.

Yuan Ming's team had to go all the way to the left side of the valley, find the left side of the valley, and then spread the exploration in the direction of the adjacent team with the left side boundary of the valley as the limit.

"All teams, keep a distance of 100 feet and set off." Huanshi gave an order.

All teams began to move one after another, rushing towards their own mission areas.

Yuan Ming's team did not rush to explore the valley, but took the lead along the border of the white fog and the yellow poisonous fog, all the way to the left, until they found the valley boundary, and then began to explore inside.

After walking all the way, Yuan Ming realized that the area of ​​the Snake King Valley was much larger than he had imagined. A total of 42 teams were scattered in it, just like throwing 42 stones into a vast lake.

No wonder the Baiye Sanmeng had to use concealment to recruit so many temporary members.

"Everyone, disperse and search on your own. If there is any danger, don't forget to shout loudly, remind each other, and support each other." Huanshi said.

After everyone responded, they each pulled away a little and walked into the depths of the valley.

In order to easily identify the location, Yuan Ming took the initiative to choose the side close to the cliff of the valley.

Carefully transfer your magic power into the miasma-avoiding bead.

The next moment, a circle of glass-colored light emanated from the miasma-avoiding bead and spread to the surroundings.

Under the reflection of the glass-colored light, the surrounding fog was still diffuse, but the sticky and dense feeling seemed to be alleviated a little.

When they first entered the fog, there was nothing unusual, but the vision was blocked.

Although they were cultivators, they still couldn't see through the fog.

Yuan Ming's eyesight was slightly better than others, but he could only see things within a range of ten feet. He couldn't see anything further away. His spiritual sense was not as good as his eyesight, and he didn't use it because there were soul crows exploring the surroundings.

Although everyone had distanced themselves and could no longer see each other, they could still see the vague light of the miasma-avoiding beads.

Yuan Ming walked in the mist for a long time before he finally saw the poisonous miasma mentioned by Huan Shi.

The color was a smoky yellow, which was incompatible with the white mist. The junction was clearly divided, as if there was an invisible wall blocking it.

"You are about to enter the range of the poisonous miasma. Everyone should be prepared and don't be attacked by poisonous insects and beasts." At this time, Huan Shi's reminder came from a distance.

Hearing his reminder, everyone was very alert.

Kunsha, a young man in black, took off a black porcelain bottle from his waist and pulled out the cork.

At the mouth of the bottle, a bright red ant the size of a peanut slowly crawled out, jumped to the ground, and crawled into the poisonous fog.

Yuan Ming looked up at the sky, and a black raven spread its wings and glided, entering the poisonous miasma first.

The fog inside was thicker, and the vision was more obstructed than before.

However, the raven was not attacked, so Yuan Ming followed it in.

As soon as he entered the yellow miasma, he felt a slight needle-like pain on his exposed skin, and after a few steps, he felt a burning sensation in his nasal cavity.

Yuan Ming checked his condition and was relieved after confirming that it was just a slight reaction, not poisoning.

In the misty fog, he could vaguely hear the vague dry coughs of others, as if their throats were not very comfortable.

At this moment, the perspective of the Soul Crow suddenly came from Yuan Ming's sea of ​​consciousness. A dark mass of small dots in the thick fog was pressing towards them.

At the same time, Khun Sa's voice was heard from afar:

"Poisonous creatures are coming."

Not long after the voice fell, a dense sound of flapping wings came from the fog, and then a large number of black spots broke through the poisonous fog, densely packed, thousands of them, and rushed towards them.

Yuan Ming looked closely and found that it was a group of poisonous bees the size of walnuts, with black and yellow fur all over their bodies and a sharp stinger on their tails.

"Tiger tail bees, highly poisonous." Yuan Ming recognized it at a glance.

The book said that this kind of poisonous bee can be found in many places in southern Xinjiang, but the size is far from what is described in the book, but much larger.

Yuan Ming's eyes condensed, and he took out the Cold Star Sword with his hand. He didn't use his magic power to drive it, but just relied on the cold air emitted by the sword body to continuously slash the poisonous bees flying around.

Wherever the sword energy passed, even if it was not killed, the poisonous bees that were too close were eroded by the cold air and fell stiffly.

Yuan Ming kicked them one by one, and they burst with a "crackling" sound.

In the mist, everyone also took action.

Huan Shi raised his palm and waved it forward. A red light lit up in his palm, and a large piece of fire surged out from it, instantly engulfing half of the poisonous bees rushing towards him.

Bai Rong wore a pair of black gloves on his hands, which seemed to be made of metal. There was a faint black mist on them. Every time he waved his palm out, a wisp of smoke enveloped the poisonous bees.

In a short while, the tiger tail bees stopped flying and fell to the ground.

Kunsha opened another red porcelain bottle, and a group of white poisonous insects also flew out of it. They fought poison with poison and fought with the tiger tail bees, and both sides were killed and injured.

At his feet, the red ant was eating frantically, constantly devouring the bodies of the tiger tail bees that fell on the ground.

The tall and strong man was more direct. He held a mace in his hand and waved it vigorously, constantly hitting the poisonous bees that suddenly attacked.

With a "bang bang" sound, the tiger tail bees exploded one by one, splashing blood mist.

These little things, which were not even the first-level lower-level beasts, only slightly hindered their respective speed of advancement and could not bring them much danger.

After a little effort, everyone eliminated all the poisonous bees that attacked one after another.

Compared with them, the situation of other teams was similar, but there were also some unlucky guys.

One of the teams was safe and sound during the journey, and was not attacked by any poisonous insects or beasts.

At first, they thought they were lucky enough, but as they walked, some of them found that something was wrong, and their necks were inexplicably swollen.

By the time they noticed the abnormality, it was too late.

In the team of six people, except for two official members of the Baiye Sanmeng and one temporary member, the rest of the temporary members mistakenly thought they were poisoned and tried to use magic power to force out the poison in their necks.

But in fact, they had mistakenly entered a breeding area of ​​gray mist poisonous mushrooms and were parasitized by the spores of the poisonous mushrooms.

When they tried to force out the poison with their magic power, they transferred a large amount of nutrients to the spores parasitic on their necks, causing them to grow faster until they matured and broke, and their necks were all blown off.

Another team broke into an area where poisonous vines grew.

Those green vines covered with poisonous thorns were very sensitive to living things. The moment they entered, they all pounced on them like intelligent demon vines.

The overwhelming demon vines surged and strangled the two temporary members in an instant.

After the others recovered from their initial panic, they immediately fought back and finally managed to get out.