Chapter 805

Chu Xuan glanced at the man and couldn't help frowning.

Although the robe was torn, it was obvious that it was the robe of the Great Dragon Sect's God Transformation Elder.

Looking at his face, he still had some impression.

He had ordered the Great Dragon Sect's God Transformation Elders to brainstorm and discuss the new rules of the sect, so he saw the appearance of these people and basically remembered them.

This person seemed to be one of them.

It was unknown how long it had been since the outbreak of the Nether Mist, and he didn't expect that anyone could survive.

The Nether Mist disaster that broke out this time seemed different from those he had experienced before.

But no matter what, the Great Dragon Sect's God Transformation Elder was killed in front of him, and he, the out-of-body ancestor, was naturally angry.

Chu Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed the man in black clothes, and was grabbed by the invisible big hand and lifted in front of him.

No matter how the other party struggled, he could not escape his control.

"The black little tower..."

He saw the pattern embroidered on the man's chest at a glance, and his eyes fixed.

Yun Que mentioned before that someone from the Taiyin Tower had come to her house to ask her to join.

The symbol of the Taiyin Tower's fallen cultivators is this small black tower embroidered on their chests.

"Tell me, where are the other people from the Taiyin Tower?" Chu Xuan said coldly.

The neck of this fallen cultivator of the God of Transformation was grabbed by Chu Xuan's divine hand, and his cheeks flushed red. He said with all his might, "I... I... say..."

Before he could finish, Chu Xuan interrupted him forcefully, and his pupils immediately turned purple, "Since you don't cooperate, then I'll see for myself."

The fallen cultivator of the God of Transformation widened his eyes, and just as he was about to speak, he was immediately captured by the Great Soul Demon Eye.

A moment later, Chu Xuan saw his memory clearly.

His face showed a cold look.

He really guessed it right.

"Okay, okay, Taiyin Tower messenger Dong Taicheng!"

"I didn't expect that I, who possessed the five-layer golden wheel of merit, could be targeted!"

"You have already found your way to death!"

He recalled the description of the evil karma bead from this person's memory, and couldn't help but frown, "This method of reversing merit is really terrible..."

"However, why does the effect of the evil karma bead feel so similar to the karma fire?"

"Maybe they are similar."

"If someone from the Taiyin Tower uses the evil karma bead to harm me again in the future, I should be able to use the netherworld karma fire to deal with it."

He casually crushed the fallen cultivator to death, threw him into the Heaven Corpse Tower, patted his back, and the white jade turtle continued to move forward.

...

In the dark fog, on a wasteland.

Dong Taicheng stood with his hands behind his back, and four confidants surrounded the two cultivators.

The battle was about to end.

Dong Taicheng frowned, "Why have I been feeling uneasy lately?"

"I always feel like I'm being stared at by some terrible monster, it's really strange..."

At this time, two screams sounded one after another.

The four confidants quickly sorted out the spoils and came to Dong Taicheng.

Dong Taicheng nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go to the next place."

A confidant was puzzled and couldn't help but stepped forward to ask, "Uncle, I don't understand why we have to enter the Nether Mist?"

"Isn't our goal to get the whereabouts of the Nether Mountain from the Nether Mist Mother after it has fully recovered its consciousness?"

Dong Taicheng glanced at his confidant. He was too lazy to explain, but the other three were servants, and this person was the only nephew.

He thought about it and said casually, "The resurrection of the Nether Mist Mother was not as smooth as expected. Many cultivators survived."

"And the huge tiankeng that the Nether Lord smashed with his natal spiritual treasure indirectly led to the emergence of many safe areas."

"If we don't come in to help, it will take at least ten years for the Nether Mist Mother to fully recover consciousness."

"There are too many variables in a dozen years. The Heavenly Dao Immortal Alliance will definitely send people over."

"We don't have much time this time, we must hurry."

The confidant nodded in understanding, "Yes."

Dong Taicheng sighed in his heart. If Chu Xuan's five layers of merit could be reversed at the beginning, the Nether Mist Mother could have recovered most of her strength at the beginning.

They didn't need to enter the Nether Mist at all and waste time.

In the end, the first step of the plan went wrong.

"I don't know if there will be a chance to meet Chu Xuan again. If there is a day, I will definitely reverse his merits with my own hands!"

Dong Taicheng cursed in his heart.

...

This day.

Chu Xuan sat cross-legged on the back of the white jade turtle, stretched out his hand, and the blood demon's big handprint appeared continuously and fell from the sky.

He smashed the groups of dark fog monsters in front of him into powder.

They kept squirming and wanted to recover.

But the black tortoise flew out and soon sealed them.

Chu Xuan slapped them again and completely smashed them into pieces.

"Another dark fog child."

Chu Xuan looked at the trembling dark fog child not far away and shook his head.

He still followed the same method and easily wiped out the dark fog child.

It has been two months since he entered the dark fog.

He encountered three dark fog children in total.

These dark fog children were guarded by a large number of dark fog monsters.

But he had the black tortoise on him, and the strongest resurrection ability of these fallen creatures was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

He killed all three dark fog children, and took away the dark fog cores left behind.

He found that this dark fog core could indeed greatly speed up the progress of the dark fog method.

It took Yun Que almost two years to cultivate the Dark Mist Method to the third level.

But he has only been in the Dark Mist for more than two months and has already cultivated to the third level.

All thanks to the Dark Mist Core.

As for the erosion of the Dark Mist Method on the mind...

Chu Xuan looked inward at his Dantian.

The Fallen Dragon Seed was suspended quietly, like an emperor.

The Dark Mist Seed could only humbly crawl under the Fallen Dragon Seed.

Not to mention stirring up trouble.

It didn't even dare to raise its head.

It can be said that as long as the Fallen Dragon Seed was there, as long as the Fallen Dragon Method was still a little stronger than the Dark Mist Seed, the Dark Mist Seed would not dare to erode his mind.

"Is this also considered fighting poison with poison?"

Chu Xuan couldn't help but chuckle.

He suddenly thought of something, thinking, "Now the Dark Mist Seed has no tendency to resist the Fallen Dragon Seed, but after I get more Dark Mist Cores in the future, the Dark Mist Seed will continue to grow, and maybe there will be a time when it will become the host."

"It seems that the Dark Mist Cores I get in the future cannot be refined in the first place. I have to see the strength of these two seeds before making a decision."

As he was thinking, the white jade turtle under his seat suddenly bleated again.

Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked forward.

The fog in front seemed to have become lighter.

As he continued to move forward, the fog became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared.

What appeared in front of him was a huge tiankeng.

The tiankeng was about ten miles in radius, and the bottom of the pit was particularly round.

Now a large number of cultivators with sad faces had gathered.

The cultivators with low realms could only build crude huts on the ground outside the tiankeng.

Only the gods could live inside the tiankeng.

The arrival of Chu Xuan and his turtle immediately attracted the attention of the cultivators here.

Many cultivators cast awe eyes.

Apart from anything else, those who walked out of the dark fog alone would never be weak.

A god-transforming cultivator led two Yuanying back from the dark fog. When he saw Chu Xuan, he suddenly trembled all over and was overjoyed.

"Chu Dao...Chu Zhenjun!"

Chu Xuan looked back.

He was happy.

Isn't this Nan Tianhao, the leader of the Hantian Divine Sect?