Chapter 2012: Strange Black Fog

"Brother!"

Fu Hu, Xuan Ye, and Fu Hai rushed to the side of the Great Bitterness Venerable at the same time and held him up with their hands.

"I'm fine."

The Great Bitterness Venerable shook his head and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "My Luotian Mountain is the orthodox Buddhist sect. It is our duty to eliminate demons and defend the way! My fellow disciples, there is no need to rely on outsiders. Even if we are torn to pieces today, we must eliminate these demons to the death!"

After hearing this, the several venerables nodded slowly and said solemnly: "Brother, you are right. 'Daluo Dongtian' is the place where the ancestors passed on the Dharma. How can we allow evil spirits to pollute it? We will take action now and fight these demons to the death!"

After speaking, the two venerables Fu Hu and Fu Hai took action at the same time, and even Xuan Ye, who was already seriously injured, joined the battlefield regardless of his own safety.

Seeing the four venerables of Luotian fighting so hard, everyone couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Did we really blame them wrongly?"

Even the cultivators who had discussed Luo Tianshan before could not help but look at each other at this moment, not knowing whether they should believe the four Luo Tian masters.

At this moment, Liang Yan spoke loudly: "Fellow Daoists, the most important thing now is to break the trap in front of us, and if we want to get out of this forest, we must kill these demon creatures. In my opinion, we don't need to fight among ourselves, let's work together to get rid of these demons first!"

Now Liang Yan has a very high prestige in Nanxuan, and powerful cultivators such as Zhao Yi and Wang Chonghua all respect him very much.

So, as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately won the approval of most people.

"Fellow Daoist Liang is right. Now is not the time to be suspicious. Let's work together to get rid of these demons!"

"Yes, my life was saved by Fellow Daoist Liang. I can not trust anyone, but I can't doubt him!"

While speaking, everyone took action again and launched a fierce attack on the eighteen groups of black fog in the sky.

Liang Yan also made a sword gesture, and the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword rushed out and slashed at the nearest black fog.

"Slashing Evil God Thunder" originally restrained evil things, and this sword was driven by him with all his strength, so the power can be imagined!

However, after the black fog was split by the sword light, it did not dissipate. Only strange cries were heard, and the two black fogs quickly closed together, squeezing out a twisted strange face, which did not seem to be injured at all.

"Chacha!"

A strange laugh came from the sky, and the black fog rushed down, carrying the true demon's aura, and rushed towards Liang Yan.

Facing this unknown existence, Liang Yan did not dare to take it lightly. He hurriedly made a magic gesture, covering his whole body with golden light, and then his figure flashed and quickly pulled back.

Whoosh!

The black fog rushed over, and at the moment it approached Liang Yan, it suddenly stretched out thousands of arms, each of which was extremely slender, with skin attached to bones, like the arms of a starving person.

The golden light that just lit up around Liang Yan was actually scratched by these arms!

"What a strong demonic energy!"

He took a breath of cold air, and was very surprised.

You should know that the Buddha and the devil restrain each other. "Eight Parts of the Origin" is already a superior Buddhist Dharma. Although he has not practiced it to a high level, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary demonic energy.

But these strange hands made of demonic energy can easily tear his body-protecting golden light. It can be seen that the true demonic energy contained in the black fog is extraordinary!

Seeing hundreds of arms grabbing first, Liang Yan hurriedly urged the sword infant, and an ice-blue sword light was brushed out from the Taixu Gourd, drawing an arc in front of him, and instantly froze the surrounding space.

Swish!

The ice sword energy rushed in all directions and pierced into the black fog, causing the black fog to slow down suddenly.

Although he temporarily suppressed the opponent, Liang Yan was still worried and pinched the sword formula in his hand.

Another sword light appeared above the black fog, and a black sword lotus bloomed, and soon fell on the strange face!

"Ah!"

The strange face was pierced by the sword energy, and the dark law continued to devour his magic energy, causing him to let out a series of shrill screams.

In just a few breaths, the strange face was pierced with holes by the dark sword energy, and it was covered with countless cracks. At the same time, the Purple Thunder Heavenly Sound Sword attacked again, this time containing the "Immortal Thunder", and it was mighty and slashed with one sword.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the strange face was shattered like ceramic.

Countless debris flew, drifting in the air with the wind until it turned into nothingness.

Without the strange face, the black fog stopped spreading, and it was suspended in the air without moving, as if it had lost its soul.

Liang Yan saw this scene and felt a little relieved.

"It seems that these monsters still have weaknesses. As long as the strange face is destroyed, the black fog will stop moving."

Just as he thought so, the group of black fog that had stopped moving suddenly rolled violently again!

Sharp, sharp, sharp!

A strange sound came from the black fog, as if someone was scraping bones with long and thin nails, which was creepy.

"Is there something inside?"

Liang Yan's pupils shrank, and his eyes showed a solemn look.

Not long after, the black fog began to expand outward again, and then, two strange faces appeared, exactly the same as the ones that were chopped off before!

The true devil's aura emanated, and it was twice as powerful as before!

"How could this happen!"

Liang Yan was extremely surprised, and immediately looked around with his spiritual sense, and found that other people were facing the same situation as himself!

Wang Chonghua, Fu Kaishan, and other masters worked together to deal with a black cloud. They finally broke it, but the black fog did not dissipate. Instead, a second strange face grew, and its power was twice as strong as before.

Gui Wujiu's Starlight River also extinguished a cloud of black mist, but soon, the black mist condensed again, gave birth to two strange faces, and once again started fighting with the monks of Forgotten City.

The worst thing was the four Luo Tianshan. In order to prove Luo Tianshan's innocence, these four people joined forces to form a Buddhist formation. They did not hold back at all when they took action, and killed Hei Wu twice with the power of thunder.

But the black mist did not dissipate. Instead, three strange faces grew, twice as powerful as the original!

"It can't be killed, it can't be killed at all! And the more you kill, the stronger it gets!"

Everyone sighed like this in their hearts, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.

By this time, it’s hard to get off the tiger!

Because all eighteen groups of black mist have been reborn, and their power has more than doubled. The true demon's energy is so powerful that even the Houtu realm of Gutian has been shattered. If everyone doesn't take action to kill them, they will be killed by them. Kill!

And they themselves are unkillable. Once killed, they can be resurrected in just a moment and their power will increase again.

This has become an endless loop, and it is only a matter of time before the heroes of Nanxuan are defeated!

"What on earth are these?" Liang Yan asked Wu Xin while resisting the black mist's attack.

"I am not sure as well"

Wuxin shook his head, frowned slightly, and his face looked a little weird: "You may not believe it, but I actually sensed a trace of the Feather Clan's breath in them! But I have never seen such creatures before!"

"Feather Clan?"

Liang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew that Wuxin was a member of the Yu clan's royal family, but due to various reasons, the Yu clan had been wiped out long ago, and only a few members of the clan were wandering around.

"Daluo Cave Heaven, a sacred place for Buddhist inheritance, how come there are creatures from the Yu clan? Could it be that something strange has happened here?"

Liang Yan was puzzled, but the black mist didn't give him time to think carefully. Thousands of arms stretched out at the same time, and the real demon's energy transformed into sharp claws, launching a violent attack on him.

Fortunately, although these true demonic energies are powerful, they can't help Liang Yan. Four sword lights of purple, green, blue and black surrounded him, keeping him airtight and without any danger.

But Liang Yan also didn't dare to fight back.

Once he kills Black Mist, the opponent will soon be resurrected, and his combat power will increase again. Under the ebb and flow, there will eventually be a time when he cannot sustain it.

At the moment of the stalemate, a scream was suddenly heard not far away.

But it was a Transformation Tribulation Realm monk with the Taoist name "Lingya Ancestor". Due to an accidental move, he was caught by the arm protruding from the black mist and was quickly swallowed up.

In just a few breaths, the man lost his breath.

The black mist rolled unsteadily, and after a moment, a white skeleton was thrown out, which was the remains of the "Lingya Ancestor".

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp!

The dignified cultivator of the Tribulation Realm, who used to suppress one side, unexpectedly died in a blink of an eye, without even having time to use his own life-saving magic weapon.

Among the people present, there were many who were not as good as him in cultivation. Seeing this scene, they couldn't help but feel fear, and their cooperation was not as tacit as before.

After a while, two more people were killed. The morale of the Nanxuan heroes was greatly reduced. Someone wailed:

"This thing can't be killed at all! Are we all going to die here today?"

"If I had known this, I might as well have fought to the death with Beiming on Luotian Mountain. There is always a glimmer of hope!"

The crowd gradually became impetuous, and Liang Yan's expression also changed slightly.

But he forgot that he could withstand the black mist's attack, but others did not have this strength. The longer the time dragged on, the more people would die!

"Unless you are a saint, you cannot have no weaknesses at all. Although these demon creatures are weird, they are far from reaching the realm of saints. How can they not be killed? They must have weaknesses!"

Liang Yan's thoughts were racing. While fighting, he observed the black mist in the air, trying to find a flaw.

At this moment, a strange itching feeling suddenly came from the palm of his right hand.

"Huh?"

Liang Yan thought about it and looked down, only to see that the flesh and blood in his palm was actually twisting and squirming!

"Is this a familiar feeling?"

He was slightly stunned at first, and then suddenly thought of something. He immediately dispersed the protective golden light on his right arm, let go of his defense, and allowed the strange itching feeling to become more and more intense.

Gradually, the itching turned into pain. The skin on the palm of my hand continued to crack, and blood seeped out, forming a word.

It's a bloody "bear"!

The handwriting disappeared in a flash, and soon, blood was dripping down the palm, and the skin healed as if it had never appeared before.

"Bear?"

Liang Yan frowned slightly, his thoughts racing.

He remained calm, still struggling with the black fog in front of him, but secretly released his consciousness and looked at the people in the forest in the distance.

Among the millions of people, there was a female cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, lying on the top of a big tree, looking anxiously towards this side.

It's Xiong Yue'er!

Because she was blocked by the crowd, she had to climb up a big tree and lie on the treetop to watch Liang Yan's battle.

"It's strange, why are Master and the others fighting a bunch of tentacles?"

Xiong Yue'er looked strange.

Her eyes did not stay on the battlefield, but drifted into the distance from time to time, looking very confused.

This look was noticed by Liang Yan.

"Silly Bear must know something!"

Liang Yan quickly came to his senses, immediately made a spell, secretly released a ray of magic power, quietly reached the crowd thousands of miles away, and wrapped Xiong Yuer's body.

Xiong Yue'er was also caught off guard. She felt her whole body tighten, and then the sky and the earth spun, the space changed, and everything around her became blurred.

"Ah"

She screamed instinctively, but soon stopped because she saw the figure in front of her clearly.

"Master?"

Xiong Yue'er widened her eyes. She was actually teleported to her side by Liang Yan's magic!

This is the center of the battlefield. The black fog is rolling around, the true demon's energy is surging, and thousands of dry bone arms are constantly hitting. The terrifying aura contained in it is not something she, a Jindan realm cultivator, can bear at all.

"Don't be afraid, with Master here, they can't hurt you."

Liang Yan's calm voice sounded in Xiong Yue'er's heart, and she gradually calmed down.

"Well, Master is here, Yue'er is not afraid!" Xiong Yue'er nodded seriously, and clenched her fists at the same time, as if to give herself courage.

"Tell Master, what did you see?"

"Ah?"

Xiong Yue'er was a little confused by this question. After thinking for a while, she said, "I saw Master."

"Stupid!"

Liang Yan knocked her on the back of her head.

"I'm asking you, what strange places did you see on this battlefield?"

"Strange." Xiong Yue'er glanced around and pondered: "I don't know what counts as 'strange', but I just feel a little strange. Why are all of you fighting with tentacles?"

"Tentacles?"

Liang Yan's heart moved, and he vaguely thought of something, and hurriedly asked: "Are you saying that there is no black fog around, but tentacles?"

"Black fog? Where is the black fog?" Xiong Yue'er looked around, with a puzzled look on her face: "I only saw tentacles. Every time these tentacles are cut off by you, they will regenerate at a very fast speed, and one will become two. Oh, there are three tentacles in Senior Daku's place, it seems that they can't hold on any longer!"

When Liang Yan heard this, he was sure that the scene Xiong Yue'er saw was actually different from all of them!

Why is this?

She is obviously only in the Jindan realm, why is it so special?

And that "he", who has been sleeping for so long, why did he suddenly give himself a hint at this time?

This series of questions flashed through Liang Yan's mind, but he had no time to find the answers, because the black fog's offensive became more and more fierce, and the Nanxuan group of heroes lost their lives one after another.

The key now is how to break the deadlock!

Liang Yan's mind turned quickly, and he suddenly asked: "Yue'er, since you said that the master is fighting with the tentacles now, then you can see where these tentacles are coming from?"

After hearing this, Xiong Yue'er turned her head and looked into the distance, and whispered: "There is a lake in the northwest far away from the battlefield, and these tentacles are all extending from under the water."