Chapter 514 Temple

While flying slowly over several canyons, Meng Qi had been observing their conditions, trying to find mice, bats and other creatures. Unfortunately, apart from the thick red fog, rocks that looked like they were soaked with blood, and gloomy or twisted plants, there was no movement here, and it was dead quiet.

"I can't turn into a mouse here, I'll be seen through at a glance..." Meng Qi passed through the deep cracks that could not be seen at the bottom, and finally approached the fifth canyon to the east, where the capital of Bo Mi was once located!

After entering the increasingly humid red fog, Meng Qi rubbed down along the rock wall, and from time to time he could see dome buildings entangled by black vines. They had been weathered for a long time and were full of vicissitudes.

Looking at this situation, Meng Qi suspected that this canyon was formed by the collapse of the capital of Bo Mi, rather than directly splitting in half, otherwise there would not be houses on the rock wall.

The further down he flew, the quieter it became. Meng Qi almost felt abandoned by the world. If it weren't for the young Yinming Pearl Grass and Blood Soul Ginseng that were still growing tenaciously on the rock wall, he almost suspected that there was no life here, and it was the manifestation of Jiuyou in the world.

Because of the red fog, it was difficult to see through, so this canyon gave Meng Qi a bottomless feeling, and the fact was that after flying down for a long time, Meng Qi still couldn't feel the bottom, but there were more and more buildings on the rock wall, and they were getting more and more magnificent, as if it was a palace!

Suddenly, Meng Qi felt a chill, and the red fog rolled below. A team of Yin soldiers wearing black armor or white robes came out, looking straight ahead, walking vertically on the rock wall, and quickly walking up.

Everything was so quiet, no wind and no sound, Meng Qi watched them pass by.

"It's been a day..." Meng Qi thought silently.

At this moment, he was alert, and felt a deep chill, his hair stood up, and a strong sense of danger surged in his heart.

Meng Qi didn't think about it, and he drew his sword directly!

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills are good at avoiding disasters, and their premonition of danger is stronger than most peerless magic skills!

As soon as the flowing fire came out, it shone red, and Meng Qi felt that there were twisted black shadows around him, some ferocious, some resentful, all of which were gloomy, making people shudder and tingling.

The red mist affected the senses, and countless black shadows rushed over, but Meng Qi's long sword did not meet them, but stabbed straight down, the fire converged, with a faint and pure Zen meaning, without the slightest burning.

The black shadows added to the body, light gold emerged, and there was a constant buzzing sound, and white smoke was emitted.

But Meng Qi's long sword touched a real object, a dark devil's hand!

It attacked silently from below, and the black air in the palm rolled out, and the surrounding rock walls were corroded, and pieces of water fell one after another.

When the palm and sword intersected, the flowing fire suddenly erupted, as if a small sun was detonated at close range, shining brightly, and the high temperature spread, melting the rocks and steaming the pearl grass!

Boom!

Explosions sounded one after another, and rays of sunlight burst out, penetrating the demonic energy and illuminating the surroundings, like the blazing sun suddenly falling in front of us, breaking through the black shadows in one fell swoop!

The attacker's eyes subconsciously narrowed, as if he couldn't bear the sunlight at such a close range.

"The Poison Hand Demon Lord?" Meng Qi used his strength to move back and slashed out his long sword towards his back.

The sun shines brightly, and its light spreads to every corner. It changes endlessly, bending or reversing, making people uncertain.

when!

The long sword hit a steel fork that stabbed silently.

It changes so many times that it seems to have turned into an endless swamp. As long as you are entangled in it, you will fall into it. The more you struggle, the deeper you sink, until you collapse.

But the long sword hit the tip of the steel fork just in time, causing its subsequent changes and spreading swamp to come to an abrupt halt!

During the fight, Meng Qi felt cold all over his body and his soul was dizzy, as if he was about to throw himself at the steel fork and be swallowed by it.

If he hadn't been alert in advance and sensed this blow, he would have been seriously injured!

The forked swords collided and the sun shone brightly. Meng Qi sank strangely. Unexpectedly, the two men avoided subsequent attacks and sank directly into the red mist.

The two of them tracked down, but the red mist blocked their senses, and they finally lost Meng Qi's aura.

The rock wall was not vertical but had a certain slope. The two of them landed on it and searched for the dilapidated and gloomy building, entangled with weeds and vines.

"No." A voice that was so dry that there was no moisture at all sounded, it was the Poison Hand Demon Lord.

"He runs quite fast." The person next to him was wearing a black robe and carrying a black jade-like steel fork. His voice was gloomy, as if there were whirlpools hidden in it. If he was a little less powerful, just hearing his voice would make him shudder. If you lose your soul, it will be like a life-threatening yaksha.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord snorted coldly: "It's all this damn blood mist's fault, otherwise how could he have escaped our lock so quickly."

"His strength is really good and very tough." Suoming Yaksha said.

The Poisonous Hand Demon Lord nodded slightly: "If I hadn't seen that he didn't know the rules and was a newcomer, I wouldn't have thought of attacking him. As a result, the two of us were able to let him escape."

"He doesn't look like he has tried his best yet, and his strength is probably no less than any of us." The Soul-Calling Yaksha felt that the other party had no intention of risking his life. He was simply afraid of another ambush because he saw that the situation was unclear, so he quickly fled.

"Forget it, he is now on guard, and there is no way to follow him with the power of the Yin soldiers. We should do business." The Poisonous Hand Demon Lord was not affected by emotions.

Beside the dome building not far from the two people, there was a fist-sized charred stone in the vines, listening to their discussion with "relish".

"They really know more about the Yin soldiers than other scenes... What business?" Meng Qi, who performed "Rock Transformation", pondered the conversation between the two.

This place is dangerous and evil. The Poison Hand Demon Lord and the Soul-Calling Yaksha have been working in the field for many years. They are cunning and have no shortage of means to save their lives. The two of them can really threaten him together. Therefore, it is better to wait for them to separate and then find an opportunity to raid, so as to understand the content of their secret organization and find Yang Zhenchan.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord walked to a temple-like building on the slope and waved his hand. Vines fell one by one, revealing an entrance without a door.

These vines had been broken long ago, but for some reason they still retained a little vitality, so that people could not find that someone had been in and out here.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord took out the Wang family hexagram plate and said to the Soul-Calling Yaksha: "You go over there to open it, and I will go down to explore. If it is dangerous, tell the "Underworld Emperor". If it goes well, we will share the harvest!"

He felt that no matter how dangerous it was, he could escape in advance if he was careful.

The Underworld Emperor... Meng Qi heard a strange title.

At least in the information of Xianji, there was no one who took the title of "Underworld Emperor" among the strong people hiding in Bo Mi.

Of course, the estimated amount known by Xianji is no more than 50% of the exterior scene of Bo Mi.

Soul-seeking Yaksha said nothing more and walked towards another building.

It is exactly the same as the current temple, like twins, but one is yin and the other is yang, as if it is two sides of the same thing.

Not long after Soul-seeking Yaksha entered, the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord also walked forward with the hexagram plate. Meng Qi thought about it, waited for a while, lifted the change, prepared himself, concealed his breath, and quietly stepped into the temple that the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord wanted to explore.

He found that this place was not far from the entrance of Wuyou Valley!

If the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord found something, it would help him complete the serial tasks. If he found nothing, he could take advantage of the opportunity when he was alone!

The temple was paved with white jade and full of cracks, but no weeds grew there, and there was no dust. It looked clean and seemed to be shrouded by a strange power.

Meng Qi looked for a while and saw a downward entrance cracked in the wall behind the statue. It seemed to be opened by coincidence due to some terrain changes. It faintly revealed a faint light, and the breath of the Poison Hand Demon Lord remained.

The Poison Hand Demon Lord didn't seem to think that someone was following him, and he was fully aware of danger, so he planned to erase the traces when he came out, so that Meng Qi could hang far away with great ease, without fear of being discovered or losing his whereabouts.

But Meng Qi didn't careless, still concealing his breath, hiding in the shadows, and slowly moving forward.

This was a long and forked passage. If it weren't for the Poison Hand Demon Lord in front, Meng Qi would have taken a long time to find the right way.

There were night pearls inlaid on both sides, the light was dim and extremely gloomy.

The further down he went, the thinner the red fog became, and Meng Qi's sensing distance slowly recovered.

After walking for a while, Meng Qi heard a rustling sound, so he stopped and paused.

"Wang's hexagram plate is really useful..." The voice of the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord's joyful muttering came faintly.

The rustling sound became louder, but everything suddenly became quiet!

The sound disappeared, and the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord's vague feeling also disappeared!

Meng Qi's scalp was inexplicably numb, his muscles were tense, and the pores all over his body suddenly closed. An indescribable sense of coldness and danger emerged.

He didn't even think about it, and flew back quickly, no longer caring about hiding his body, as if there was a terrible monster chasing him from behind.

Lightning flashed, Meng Qi turned into a green thunder, and fled quickly, with the exit in sight.

Suddenly, the vision was dim, and all the night pearls lost their luster. Meng Qi only felt that something like a heavy water curtain was coming from all directions. It was invisible and intangible, gloomy and damp, and seemed to drill into his body from every gap.

Pale gold flashed, and Meng Qi felt as if his whole body was "drowned", as if he was drowning. He wanted to move forward, but the resistance was so great that it was difficult to take a step.

And this gloomy and damp feeling was getting worse!

Don't rely on luck!

Meng Qi's acupoints opened up all over his body. Although he had not really practiced them, the stars were shining, the golden crows were flying, the sun was shining, and the chaos was deep. They were all displayed nearby, like a dream.

In an instant, they were re-entered into the acupoints, and Meng Qi became dark and gloomy, as if he did not exist in this world.

The nine acupoints were covered, which made it more and more difficult. The gloomy and terrifying feeling tried to penetrate Meng Qi.

At this moment, a knife light shone, breaking through the darkness, splitting the chaos, and the heavy "damp water curtain" was cut open with a knife!

Before they closed again, Meng Qi seized the opportunity, wrapped in green thunder, and rushed out of the entrance.

The red fog was filled outside, and the invisible water seemed to be afraid and slowly faded away.

Looking at the clean temple and the faint glow of the red fog, Meng Qi felt like he was reborn.

He hid his body and flashed out of the temple, turning into the stone again, waiting for the soul-demanding Yaksha to come out. After the experience just now, he really didn't want to enter the other temple.

After a while, the Soul-Calling Yaksha walked out and waited for the Poison Hand Young Master in front of the temple.

You can't wait any longer... Meng Qi prepared to take action.

At this time, he heard light footsteps coming from the temple, and the Poison Hand Young Master appeared in his senses!

How is it possible? Meng Qi's heart was filled with shock.

The Poison Hand Young Master was still wearing a black robe, with a strong demonic aura, his frost-white hair was loose, and his eyes were drooping.

For some reason, Meng Qi felt a chill again!