After setting up hundreds of formation traps, large and small, in the dark jungle, Suning led Dao Huo'er and rushed non-stop to the gathering place mentioned by Mo Chen.
According to the map, there is a distance of 1,800 miles from the outer edge of the forest to the center.
If it were placed in an open, flat area outside, it would take two days to reach such a distance.
However, this is the Demon Buried Mountain Range, one of the ten most dangerous places in the fairy world. The mountains are steep, the terrain is complex, and there are many blood-devouring mutant monsters lurking in ambush.
There were so many thorns below that there was no place to stay.
And the demonic aura that has shrouded the forest all day long for 30,000 years is so rich that it is almost viscous, causing flight to be blocked and every step to be restricted.
Fortunately, with the warm sun jade given by Luo Chen in advance, the demonic energy that corrodes people's minds is not something to be afraid of.
The only thing to worry about is the group of mutated monsters hiding in the dark. According to Mo Chen, there are many little monster kings with eighteen levels of martial arts among them.
As a prey, Suning is setting traps for hunters, and conversely, beasts that love human blood and have developed intelligence are also setting traps for humans.
If you are not careful at all, you will end up with a tragic end of body and body.
As for the great demon king above the true fairyland, Mo Chen didn't say much.
He just casually mentioned that he would not go to the depths of the restricted area of the Demon Burial Mountains. The center area was at most the territory of the Little Demon King with the 18th level of force.
"Calculate the time, the wild dogs should be out."
Dao Huo'er clapped his fingers and muttered: "We entered the mountains twelve hours ahead of them. We wasted five hours clearing out the old suspicion formation. In the remaining seven hours, we walked less than fifty miles."
"Slow as a snail, but not fast."
"Hey, I have a headache."
The little girl swung her cute twin tails, sat on Suning's shoulders and complained: "That Huoxuan Emperor, when you become stronger in the future, you must cut him into eight pieces, chop him into pieces and feed them to the dogs."
"Those who try to change the law and put us to death are committing heinous crimes."
Suning walked leisurely, trying hard to see in all directions and listen to all directions, and his mind stretched thousands of meters away.
Every movement around you is within the scope of induction.
Only then did he dare to relax his vigilance and reply to Dao Huo'er: "Master said, Old Ghost Huo Xuan has a cultivation level of the sixteenth level of a true immortal."
"Even if I possess the dragon and phoenix dharma, if I want to catch up with him, it will take at least four to five thousand years."
"Besides, if I'm trying my best to catch up, will they stay put?"
"Beyond him, kill him, I don't know how many years and months it will take."
Dao Huo'er said nonchalantly: "Ten thousand years is enough, right?"
"Su Xinglan is right. After becoming immortals, the most important thing we lack is life span."
"When the time comes, I will settle all the old and new grudges with Old Ghost Huo Xuan one by one."
"Humph, the baby can't bear this tone."
Suning smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
"When the time comes, I'll call you Third Uncle, and we'll turn the Huoxuan Immortal Realm upside down."
Dao Huo'er excitedly waved his fist and said, "Okay, it's settled."
"Chirp."
The two of them were chatting away, and suddenly, there was a strange cry.
It seemed to be conveying some kind of special signal, echoing in the thick and dense demonic aura.
Suning was alert and quickly looked up to check.
Under the lush branches and leaves that blocked the sky, a dark shadow the size of a thumb flashed past.
It was so fast that even if Suning locked onto it with his mind immediately, it still escaped without a trace.
"what?"
Dao Huo'er looked sideways and said, "Is it a bird?"
Suning shook his head and said, "Not sure."
"Like a bird, like a flying insect."
He frowned and said nothing, and his mind, which stretched a thousand meters away, expanded again.
Two thousand meters, three thousand meters, five thousand meters.
The mind that can spread nearly 10,000 meters in the outside world can only exert half of its usual effect in the miasmatic Demon Burial Mountains.
Suning felt helpless about this.
Five minutes later, he said with a disappointed look on his face: "There is no trace to be found, that thing flew too fast."
Dao Huo'er's eyes were solemn and he said with full vigilance: "Something is going wrong, no, we have to hurry up and meet up with Mo Chen as soon as possible."
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Three kilometers away, Mo Chen, who arrived at the gathering point one step ahead of Suning, was extremely anxious.
He scratched his scalp irritably and kept walking back and forth and asked, "What did you do to me, junior brother? What the hell is this?"
