Xu Luo let out a loud roar, grabbed the fog man's long tongue, and slammed it down like a cannonball.
Boom, boom...
First, Xu Luo himself smashed a deep hole in the ground, but under the huge pull of Wuren's huge body, he also pushed the Jinshan Mountain and fell down with a roar like a jade pillar.
Under the suppression of the supernatural power of Tongyou, its body, which was completely transformed by mist, no longer had any supernatural power.
When the dust was flying, Xu Luo's figure rose up with lightning and sank into the body of the fog man. He was like an overconfident ant trying to kill a giant wild elephant.
But compared to the disproportionate body shapes of the two, the result is even more incredible.
Fog Man's huge body lying on the ground, still as big as a hill, was forcibly penetrated from head to tail by Xu Luo.
It was like a big fish being pinned on the chopping board, its head raised high in the air, and apart from being incredulous, its dark pupils were filled with an expression of fear that had not been seen for an unknown amount of time.
Xu Luo's body flashed away like a meteor, but the bright green flames dragged out behind him and exploded. The dense green beards were like piranhas discovering delicious food, wreaking havoc in Fog Man's huge body.
The fog man, who had just regained his mobility, let out an earth-shattering howl, and countless lines as fine as earthworms appeared on the surface of his body.
As soon as the blue and gray light touched it, it immediately emitted a series of chirping screams like water being poured into hot oil.
As soon as one green beard was corroded, more green beards swarmed up.
The gray mist surges crazily, preventing the green beards from raging like a spirit. However, every time a green beard is eliminated, at least a large area of gray mist will disappear, not to mention that the battlefield between the two sides is still within its body.
The fog man no longer cared about Xu Luo, his body instinctively blurred and flickered, trying to blend into the endless miasma around him.
But Xu Luo appeared next to it again at some unknown time. His body was obviously not as high as Mist Man's ankles, but the way he looked at Mist Man was as indifferent as looking at an ant.
The Fog Man screamed again, and his body collapsed like a castle piled on the beach, spreading into countless fog miasma.
But the next moment, something happened that made him even more frightened.
As soon as its huge body dispersed, those blue roots that looked like maggots attached to bones disappeared into the layers of fog out of thin air, as if they had eyes.
This wisp of mist was like a fish hanging on a green beard, twisting and changing crazily, but more green beards immediately swarmed up and drowned it.
Suddenly, the surrounding fog surged, and they all stopped as if someone pressed the pause button.
The huge body of the Mist Man loomed in outline in the air, but immediately countless green lights shot out from its body from the inside out, stabbing the unformed body like a sieve.
Xu Luo's thick, green-gleaming legs stepped heavily on the ground, and he jumped back onto the cart.
He stretched out his hand and called it into the air, and a gray autumn mist suddenly appeared in his palm. It was the core creature of the mist man just now.
Xu Luo let out a long breath, and his body, which was still full of life just now, weakly leaned on the carriage and slipped on the shaft.
Fortunately, as his cultivation deepened, this feeling of weakness only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.
Xu Luo took a closer look at the mist that was still struggling in his hand, curled his lips in boredom, and threw it into the carriage for the waste bamboo as a snack.
As soon as the battle ended, the mist that was still surging like a tide immediately calmed down. Looking at it at this moment, the Hundred Rift Valley actually looked a bit like a dense fairyland.
Xu Luo couldn't help but frown slightly as he looked at the mist that was gathering and dispersing around him.
His spiritual perception was blinded, which gave him the discomfort of being blindfolded. This would definitely not work. Who knows how many strange and ferocious beasts are hidden in this valley?
Even if the Netherworld Technique is available, it can't be activated all the time, right?
"Jiu Nu, come and try the ferocious beasts around here. Can they still be controlled by you?"
Xu Luo hung the E-shaped lantern back above the carriage again, and looked at the red candle that seemed to be a few short strands like a miser, showing a look of pain.
Seeing his appearance, the slave who had just stepped out of the carriage smiled and handed over a spiritual dew as if he was prepared.
"I tried it once when I first entered the valley, but there was no response. It's better to walk a little further and take a look again.
The slave family estimates that this area should be the territory of the unlucky fog man just now, and no low-level ferocious beast dares to run here."
Xu Luo put the spirit dew into the E-shaped lamp and nodded helplessly.
"Forget it, let's rest for a while first. It's better to fight less bad battles like this. If everyone is as poor as a ghost, they can also harvest some life supplies. We are not in a hurry."
I don’t know if it was the battle just now that scared other things, or what happened?
For the next two full hours, the Qingniu cart was not harassed or attacked.
Xu Luo, who seemed refreshed after not knowing what he did in the carriage, sat back in the car.
Behind me, Ji Nu's pretty face turned red, her eyes seemed to be dripping with water, but she still felt distressed and handed over a tube of spiritual tea.
Xu Luoyi touched her delicate little hands without hesitation, and then drove the cart forward slowly.
The miasma fog ahead became increasingly dense, layer upon layer, covering the sky and the sun. Only a few feet away, the big car seemed to be swallowed up by the fog and disappeared.
In the center of the desolate Hundred Rift Valley, there is a peaceful breeze, and there is strangely no miasma here.
There are white lakes strung on the ground like pearls. If you look closely, the water droplets in the lakes are directly formed by the accumulation of countless dense fogs.
A huge house covering a vast area, surrounded by large or small foggy lakes.
Under the sunlight, the mist in the sky reflects various bright colors on the white walls and black tiles, creating a magnificent and fantastic scene.
Opposite the gate of the house, a middle-aged man of insignificant age stood facing the gate with his hands behind his back, just like a stern father who is looking forward to the return of his rebellious son.
Most of the hair on his head is gray-white, his eyebrows are tightly furrowed, creating deep nasolabial folds on his forehead, and his eyes are slightly closed, showing no emotion or anger.
The white-haired man seemed to have been standing here for a long time, and a thick layer of dust and fallen leaves in the house had fallen at his feet.
Except for the white-haired man, no one was seen in the mansion, and no movement was heard. It was as if this luxurious and luxurious mansion had completely died.
I don't know how much time passed, but a mountain breeze fell straight into the yard as if it was spiritual.
The white-haired man still didn't move at all, but at this moment, the house that had just looked like a still ink painting seemed to come alive in an instant.
As soon as the mountain breeze falls, various plants and flowers in the yard dance with the wind.
Birds, insects, and ants appeared out of thin air, jumping happily all over the yard.
Even the small waterfall on the tall rockery made a roar and could not wait to release...
The mountain wind roared around the white-haired man, but it could not move even a hair or a corner of his clothes.
After a long time, the mountain wind finally dissipated unwillingly, but the white-haired man suddenly opened his eyes, the dark pupils shone with divine light, and he could vaguely see the stars shining brightly and the years passing by.
This was not an illusion. The moment he opened his eyes, all movement in the house that had just returned to endless vitality suddenly stopped.
The chirping of various birds and insects stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled their necks.
The gnarled trees instantly lost all their greenness, and their fallen leaves were colorful. The swaying flowers hung their delicate heads in fear, and collapsed silently to the ground.
The running water that fell into the pond condensed back onto the rockery as if it were going back in time, and the huge house became lifeless again.
"Who am I...where am I...what am I waiting for..."
The white-haired man seemed to be going crazy, muttering suddenly to himself, his steps subconsciously moving, and the fallen leaves, dust and mud crowded around his feet made a tiny clicking sound.
But just this step, it felt like the sky was falling in an instant.
The luxurious and luxurious house peeled off layer by layer in an instant like an ink painting that had been weathered for countless years.
The rockery quietly shattered on the ground, the trees were twisted, and the branches were beating randomly like countless arms.
Flowers and plants pulled out their roots from the ground, people stood up and ran around, letting out crisp laughter...
All the strange movements in the house gathered together, forming countless noisy sounds that directly pierced the white-haired man's eardrums.
As soon as this sound wave reached the ears of the white-haired man, it instantly changed and turned into a series of laughter, shouts, and cries.
He subconsciously covered his ears with his hands, but the sound seemed to come from the deepest part of his heart.
There is no escape, there is no avoidance!
"Dad...Master..."
"Grandpa, you are here..."
Countless old and hoarse voices, or young and rich voices were generated out of thin air, and finally merged into a miserable and desperate question.
"Why don't you save me? Why don't you save..."
The look in the white-haired man's eyes gradually dissipated, leaving only endless pain and despair. In the end, he slapped himself on the head hard without hesitation.
This movement is smooth and extremely skillful!
Bang, the gray-haired head exploded like a watermelon, and black flames flew all over the sky. But at this moment, the white-haired man seemed to regain his clarity for a moment, and a sad and hoarse cry sounded in the air.
"Why……"
The figure of the white-haired man was like a bubble, turning into countless mist and spreading around, covering the dilapidated and old house again.
I don't know how much time passed, but the thick fog gradually dispersed, and the house returned to its original dead silence, as if nothing had happened.
The white-haired man who had just smashed his own head with his own hands was still standing still facing the door, as if he was waiting for someone. He had been waiting for countless years and could continue to wait.
…
Xu Luo's blood-pupiled eyes flashed with light as he looked down at a red flower growing deep in the cracks in the ground with a cautious expression on his face.
"Ji Nu, are you sure this is really the spirit-accompanying flower recorded in the classics?"
Ji Nu's little face was full of surprise, and she nodded hurriedly.
"This elixir is clearly recorded in the Mo Family Pharmacopoeia, and its efficacy is extraordinary. The most important thing is that this elixir is specially designed to cleanse the physical body. It has miraculous effects. Even those who see it in the body-washing state will make their mouths water."
Upon hearing this, Xu Luo's expression suddenly changed, and he was no longer careless.
The "All-Seeing Illusion Code" that he now uses to cover up has long been cultivated to the perfection of the Tongmai Realm, and his actual combat power is comparable to that of the Body Washing Realm.
However, because Wushengzhu lacked enough Yin evil and turbid energy to recover, he was unable to break through the inexplicable barrier of the Tianyan body, which made him dare not break through.