"Ah," as soon as he walked into the forest, a painful scream reached Xu Zimo's ears.
Xu Zimo turned around and saw a body hanging on a branch not far away covered by the dense forest.
Judging from his clothes, he should be a disciple of Jing Xiaofeng.
The branch passed through his back and chest, directly pulling out his heart.
Then I saw that the tree had eyes and a mouth. It threw the heart into its mouth and smiled sadly at Xu Zimo while eating.
"Provocation?" Xu Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly, and directly landed a palm. The tree didn't even have time to react, and was annihilated under the palm.
Xu Zimo discovered something interesting. He had just walked into the forest a few steps, and now he couldn't even find the exit.
It seems like this forest is constantly moving and changing.
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At this moment, inside the Demonic Mist Forest, Xue Qingming and a group of disciples from Taixiao Peak were constantly escaping.
"Senior Brother Xue, what should we do?" A disciple next to him asked anxiously.
"I'm afraid this forest is not that simple. If you escape in such an irregular manner, your hope will be slim."
"It's all the fault of the people from Bixiao Peak for tricking us," a disciple next to him said with a cold snort.
"We are all brothers from the same sect, and they actually want to kill us."
"You don't know the rules? It doesn't matter whether you live or die," Xue Qingming said lightly.
"If you encounter danger later, don't worry about anything else and crush the space token immediately."
Everyone fled quickly while looking around vigilantly.
Suddenly, I saw a tree branch coming from a short distance.
Before anyone could dodge, countless dense branches appeared under their feet and surrounded them.
"What the hell is this place?" a disciple said unhappily.
Four or five disciples held long swords and were constantly chopping branches. Unfortunately, these branches seemed to be able to grow again and could not be chopped down.
Not only these branches, but also the surrounding fog has become much heavier.
It makes it impossible for people to observe the surrounding situation, which also makes the direction of the branches whipping even more weird.
"If this continues, I'm afraid we will all be trapped here to death," a disciple next to him said anxiously.
"Then what can we do? This is the only way we can do it now," Xue Qingming said.
Seeing that there are more and more branches around, everyone's progress becomes more and more difficult.
Finally, after about ten minutes, everyone was surrounded by dense branches as if there was no wind.
Wrapped inside and outside, three layers inside and three layers outside.
What's more, barbs began to grow on these branches.
A disciple was accidentally hit by a barb and instantly turned into a puddle of thick water.
"Crush the token," Xue Qingming said helplessly.
"The Nine Heavens Grand Meeting we have been waiting for for ten years is going to end like this," a disciple said unwillingly.
"If you miss, just keep persisting," Xue Qingming said coldly.
"Only when you are alive can you have infinite hope."
"Hey, it's so lively here," at this moment, a chuckle broke the heavy atmosphere.
I saw a flash of Wu Geng's sword, and the cage made of tree branches was chopped into pieces.
Everyone looked up in surprise and saw Xu Zimo standing nearby, looking at the situation inside with interest.
"Lin, senior brother Lin Qiu," a disciple said in surprise.
"If you don't leave yet, will you be surrounded again?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Oh," the four disciples reacted and quickly walked out of the gap surrounded by branches.
"Did you just?" Xue Qingming glanced at Xu Zimo with a complicated expression.
Xue Qingming thought he couldn't do that sword energy and that powerful attack just now.
"Is something wrong?" Xu Zimo asked calmly.
"Nothing," Xue Qingming lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, and shook his head slightly.
"Senior Brother Lin, you have to make the decision for us," a disciple next to him cried.
"Who is the master? If you are stupid, why should you blame others?" Xu Zimo asked.
The disciple was left speechless.
"Have you ever seen Shen Lang from Bixiao Peak?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Is that Bixiao's number one sword?" said the disciple next to him.
"I've seen it before. He was the one who lured us into this misty forest just now."
"Take me to him," Xu Zimo said.
"He just walked north. We must leave this Demonic Mist Forest first," Xue Qingming said from the side.
"It's simple." Xu Zimo raised his hand and saw a ball of flame condensed from his palm.
"Start a prairie fire," he shouted softly, and the flames instantly spread into a sea of fire, spreading down from the surroundings and burning the entire forest.
The sound of "cracking" sounded all around, and the sea of fire burned into a avenue in front.
The surrounding trees came to life, stretching out their branches to extinguish the flames.
It's a pity that these are not ordinary flames at all. Anyone who comes into contact with the flames can burn them out instantly.
"I know you can understand what I'm saying, so get out of the way and I'll hold back my fire.
Otherwise, I don’t mind going to the trouble of burning this forest,” Xu Zimo said lightly.
Not long after he finished speaking, the trees in the entire forest began to move.
In an instant, a road was opened, and even the surrounding fog was dispersed.
"This," the people next to me looked at this scene in surprise.
"Senior Brother Lin, how could you do this before?" The disciple next to him looked at Xu Zimo blankly.
"How could he be such a waste?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
"No, it's just hidden so deeply," the disciple organized his words and said.
Xu Zimo shook his head slightly, he couldn't tell the other person that his predecessor was indeed a waste.
The misty forest was constantly moving, and everyone found the exit after walking not far.
When everyone looked back, they saw that the forest was getting further and further away, disappearing into the mist.
"Which direction?" Xu Zimo asked calmly.
"North," Xue Qingming pointed to the front and said, "But he is not alone, there are several disciples of Bixiao Peak beside him."
"It's okay," Xu Zimo shook his head and walked north.
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At the top of the avenue, everyone frowned slightly when they saw this scene.
"Master Lin Feng, your son has hidden deep enough," Wang Yuntian said from the side.
"Qiu'er," Lin Beisheng frowned slightly. He suddenly remembered what Xu Zimo said before.
How to counterattack Yang Cheng, fighting against Lin Feng, the emperor's son, sounds so easy, how can he be confident?
Many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and Lin Beisheng found that he could no longer see through his son.
"It is indeed him," Mu Changge, who was at the front, frowned slightly.
The person who will kill Qingjiao has been confirmed in his heart. The reason for the previous speculation was that Xu Zimo was too young...
