Chapter 547 Huang Zhong Da Lu!

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

The fog, which had been getting thinner and thinner, suddenly became as dark as ink without any sign.

It was still noon, but the dark fog that surged like a tide was like a layer of black curtain, completely covering Wei Hong and others, and even the sky was covered by it.

As for those areas that seemed to be not far away and were not covered by the strangeness just now, they had already been completely blocked.

The change of the strange fog can be said to be without any sign, but it was extremely fast, and it was all completed in almost an instant, leaving everyone unable to react.

The face of the Jindan ancestor of Qingyun Sect instantly became extremely cold. He subconsciously slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a fist-sized purple bell immediately appeared in his hand. Then he raised his hand, and the purple bell immediately swelled in the wind and turned directly into a purple bell more than ten feet high.

The purple bell turned into a purple stream of light and flew above the head of the Jindan ancestor, and then the purple bell suddenly shook violently.

Ding ding ding!

The huge bell sounds spread rapidly around the purple bell.

And the bell sound turned into a real sound wave, which caused ripples in the air.

It was like the sound of a yellow bell, which was deafening.

Obviously, this purple bell should be the Qingyun Sect's treasure, the Ziyang Bell.

As the terrifying real sound waves spread rapidly around, the dark mist was instantly shattered by the sound waves and squeezed out step by step by the terrifying sound waves, making it temporarily unable to spread.

"Go!"

The Jindan ancestor of Qingyun Sect shouted with an ugly face.

He slapped the white round bead in his hand, and the white shield covering thousands of disciples of Qingyun Sect suddenly became twice as thick.

Hearing the order of the Jindan ancestor, many disciples of Qingyun Sect dared not neglect it, and hurriedly quickened their pace and ran wildly in the set direction.

Until then, the scattered cultivators in the market who were left behind finally reacted.

"Ah!!!"

A young cultivator who was left behind and could not react in time was directly enveloped by the dark mist.

Everyone only heard a shrill scream, and then there was no movement.

Obviously, once touched or swallowed by the dark mist, it would be a dead end. The fate of the young cultivator was enough to make it clear.

Such a scene immediately frightened the more than 300 scattered cultivators in the market and made their faces pale.

"Hurry, run!"

"Hurry up and catch up with the people of Qingyun Sect, hurry up!"

"It's over, the strange is coming, hurry up!"

"Wait for me, seniors of Qingyun Sect, wait for us!"

All the scattered cultivators in the market were so scared that their hair stood on end, and they all ran quickly towards the direction of Qingyun Sect.

At this moment, even a fool would understand that there was a big change in the strange mist, waiting for them to fall into the trap!

Even though the Purple Yang Bell was constantly vibrating and emitting waves of terrifying sound waves, the dark mist that was squeezed out was still surging wildly. Countless strange things gathered into a strange tide, which was constantly impacting the purple sound waves, and then swallowed up the sound waves and spread again.

Wei Hong's eyelids twitched wildly. He didn't expect that the uneasiness in his heart would really become a reality.

"Go, follow me!"

Wei Hong roared and rushed forward quickly.

He didn't want to fall into the terrifying strange tide behind him. Maybe he wouldn't be able to hold on for even a breath and would disappear.

Ding Xue's face was pale with fear, and she followed Wei Hong closely.

It was not until now that she understood what Wei Hong had repeatedly told her before.

"Ah!"

"Help!"

"Help me!"

At this time, the strange tide that was originally blocked by the Purple Yang Bell began to spread rapidly again, and the monks who fell behind screamed in a terrifying way.

No one could escape. As long as they fell into the strange tide, they would be swallowed up in an instant.

Wei Hong's scalp was tingling, and his feet burst out at an unprecedented speed.

He had the same idea as Qingyunmen, that is, to escape in the shortest possible time. After all, this place was not far from the edge of the strange fog. If he could escape, he would not have to worry about being surrounded by the strange tide.

As for the scattered cultivators behind, who would care so much?

And Wei Hong did not forget to look back and forth while running, trying to see if he could find a way to escape.

At this time, all the people in Qingyunmen had solemn faces, and everyone was ready to go, ready for battle. Some people even had white fingers holding the magic weapon, which showed their inner tension.

The Jindan ancestor of Qingyunmen even opened his mouth and spit out a golden flying sword, wandering around him to protect him.

But as the Qingyunmen group moved forward, the strange tide became more and more terrifying, one wave after another, madly blocking their way forward, causing their escape speed to slowly slow down.

The Jindan ancestor frowned, and when he was about to use some magic weapon to continue to dispel the strange tide, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he raised his hand and shot out a black light.

It was a black tortoise shell, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a house and firmly covered the Jindan ancestor's head.

Boom!

An extremely thick tree trunk arm slammed hard on the black tortoise shell released by the Jindan Patriarch of Qingyun Sect, making a loud noise.

This extremely thick tree trunk arm appeared very abruptly, and no one except the Jindan Patriarch could react.

The next moment, a terrifying figure a thousand feet tall condensed out of the strange fog, and countless strange long black shadows seemed to be waving around the huge figure, which was daunting.

Wei Hong's face also changed drastically. He naturally saw that it was clearly the giant tree demon that had appeared once before, and the tree trunk arm that just slapped down was just one of the countless arms on its body.

He immediately held Ding Xue tightly and dared not take another step forward.

Because the giant tree demon was blocking the direction of their progress, the purpose was naturally to prevent them from leaving the strange fog.

Who would have thought that in the last section of the journey to leave the strange fog, the terrifying giant tree demon that could even resist the Jindan Patriarch would appear again, which clearly did not want them to leave this place.

With such a situation and such a formation, Wei Hong would never believe it if the giant tree demon didn't prepare it for them.

"No wonder, no wonder there weren't many strange things in the past two days, it turns out they were all waiting here!"

"No wonder, no wonder I feel so uneasy, it turns out the biggest disaster is waiting here!"

Looking at the terrifying figure of the giant tree demon, Wei Hong murmured with a wry smile.