Chapter eight hundred and ninety-eight exposure traces
"Stay inside for me. If what you say is true, I will untie you when I come out later! However, if you tell any lies, you will die when I come out.
." Moying said indifferently.
Whoosh!
Zui Qingfeng came above Zhuo Wen, stared at Moying coldly, and said: "Moying! What do you mean? How dare you bind my disciples from Qingxu Valley privately."
"Zui Qingfeng! Can you please stop being so naive? The golden and black beam of light just appeared for a short time. This is completely contrary to common sense. How can the birth of a normal treasure be so short?"
"This person is the only one who exists in the valley. If we enter the cave and find that there is nothing, then the things inside are probably taken by this person! This is just for insurance, and I didn't kill him.
people."
Moying Senhan's voice sounded slowly, and a pair of eyes that were not like human eyes stared coldly at Zui Qingfeng through the black mist.
Hearing this, Zui Qingfeng fell silent. In fact, when he first entered the valley, he was also the first to suspect the Qingxu Valley disciple in front of him. However, as the senior brother of Qingxu Valley, he was naturally embarrassed to deal with his fellow disciples.
"Junior brother! I'm sorry for you first."
Zui Qingfeng looked at Zhuo Wen apologetically in the black mist, then stepped on the sole of his foot and rushed towards the cave emerging from the jungle of dead branches.
"Hypocrisy! This is your senior brother of Qingxu Valley, now take a good look at his ugly face!"
The demonic figure smiled sarcastically, and followed Zui Qingfeng into the cave unwilling to be outdone, leaving only Zhuo Wen in the black mist with an ugly look on his face.
"This demonic shadow is really vigilant, Xiaohei, we must break through this black fog quickly. Otherwise, when the demonic shadow and Zui Qingfeng come up, they won't let me go easily." Zhuo Wen quickly said to Xiaohei.
"Don't look at me, Mr. Long! My source is almost exhausted. Do you still want me to work as a coolie?" Xiao Hei emerged from the spiritual ring and grumbled.
Seeing Xiao Hei's appearance, Zhuo Wen also knew that Xiao Hei should be powerless. After all, Xiao Hei's injuries were no less serious than Zhuo Wen's, and his original power was consumed too much in the battle with Qing Emperor.
Boom boom boom!
He spat out a palm and hit the surrounding black mist. Zhuo Wen felt as if he was in a quagmire, and his whole body was bounced back repeatedly, his face gloomy.
"Boy! Try the Buddha-Devil Bodhi Seed. This Buddha-Demon Bodhi Seed contains powerful Buddha-Demon Bodhi Seed. It may be able to break through this black fog." Xiao Hei suddenly said.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen nodded, flicked his fingers, and the Buddha and Demon Bodhi Seed with alternating golden and black lights on its surface appeared between his fingers.
"You have the power of the Great Sun Nirvana in your body. Use this power to guide the Buddha's power in the Buddha and Demon Bodhisattva, and break through the black mist in one fell swoop." Xiao Hei instructed.
Bah!
Zhuo Wen pointed a finger with his right hand and clicked on the Buddha and Demon Bodhi Seed. Suddenly, a stream of strong Buddhist power was transmitted into Zhuo Wen's body along the golden left side of the Bodhi Seed.
boom!
Feeling this powerful Buddhist power, Zhuo Wen suddenly performed the Nirvana of the Great Sun, deriving a form with four heads and eight arms. Soon Zhuo Wen transformed into a body of a hundred feet in a golden light, with terrifying power.
A punch was blasted out, the air exploded, and for a moment, the surrounding black mist rolled wantonly, and the black mist was completely covered by the golden light.
Click!
In just an instant, the black mist turned into nothingness, and Zhuo Wen used a move with his right hand to collect the Buddha and Demon Bodhisattva into the spiritual ring, and swept it towards the entrance of the valley.
With the help of the surging power of Buddha and Demon Bodhi, Zhuo Wen temporarily launched an attack comparable to that of a strong person in the Xuanzun realm, but it was not lasting. So after Zhuo Wen escaped from the black mist, he ran away. He didn't want to
Faced with the pursuit of Mo Ying and Zui Qingfeng.
At this moment, two figures came side by side into the stone cave. Mo Ying and Zui Qingfeng looked at each other, and their expressions were not very good, because there was nothing else in the stone cave except broken statue fragments.
"There must be an exotic treasure here, but now there is only a ruins! Needless to say, the exotic treasure must have been taken away by your disciple from Qingxu Valley."
The demonic figure snorted coldly, stepped on the sole of his foot, and swept towards the corridor. Zui Qingfeng's face was not very pretty. He was the senior brother of Qingxu Valley and was loved by countless disciples in Qingxu Valley.
Generally speaking, if the junior brother just obtained an exotic treasure, he should not hide it without handing it over, but the situation that emerged now made Zui Qingfeng a little unhappy.
Thinking of this, Zui Qingfeng followed closely behind and swept out of the corridor.
"No! My black mist prison has been broken. How is it possible? That guy obviously only has three rounds of the Supreme Realm, how can he break my black mist prison."
In the corridor, the demonic figure screamed in surprise, with a look of shock and anger on his face, and moved forward faster. Zui Qingfeng, who was behind, naturally heard the demonic figure's words, and the expression on his face was equally incredible.
After all, Mo Ying is a strong person at the Xuanzun Realm. Being able to break through his black mist prison is not something that a warrior at the Emperor's Realm can do, and the trapped disciple is only at the third level of the Emperor's Realm.
In an instant, Zui Qingfeng thought that there was definitely something wrong with that disciple!
Whizzing!
Two sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and Mo Ying and Zui Qingfeng came to the surface at the same time. Then they discovered that the black mist that originally trapped Zhuo Wen not far ahead was no longer there, and Zhuo Wen's figure had disappeared.
"Hmph! There is indeed something wrong with that guy, but do you really think my black mist is so easy to break through?"
The demonic figure snorted coldly, stepped on the sole of his foot, and swept towards the entrance of the valley, while Zui Qingfeng followed the demonic figure thoughtfully.
At this moment, a large number of Qingxu Valley disciples gathered at the entrance of the valley. They all looked curiously into the valley, but no one dared to break into the valley.
Zhuo Wen silently mingled among the crowd. Just when he quietly walked out of the valley, he mixed into the Qingxu Valley disciples. With the powerful effect of his ever-changing divine art, Zhuo Wen knew that it would be difficult for the two of them, Moying and Zui Qingfeng.
Find him among so many.
"Senior brother! Now that I have found you, what happened in the valley? How could there be such a terrifying shock?"
A short disciple suddenly rushed to Zhuo Wen, patted Zhuo Wen on the shoulder, and asked with a smile.
Looking back, Zhuo Wen looked at the short disciple in front of him and immediately recognized that this person was not the junior disciple who guarded the entrance to the valley at the beginning.
Silently pulling the short disciple to a remote and inconspicuous corner, Zhuo Wen briefly told him what happened in the valley. Zhuo Wen's performance naturally did not attract the attention of other disciples. After all, other people around him also
They were all discussing what was going on in the valley.
"The Demon Daozi and the Demon Shadow from the Tianfeng Demon Palace are here? It's really abominable. You actually dare to snatch the Buddha and Demon Bodhi tree from the hands of the master. It's really despicable."
After listening to Zhuo Wen's story, the short disciple's face turned red and he whispered angrily.
Whizzing!
Two figures suddenly appeared in the valley, attracting the attention of many disciples. When these disciples discovered that it was Moying and Zui Qingfeng who appeared in front of them, their eyes showed strange expressions.
Judging from the appearance of these two people, they seemed to have walked out of the valley together. Didn't the two of them have a fierce battle just now? How come they are in peace now?
Zhuo Wen's heart pounded, and he took the short disciple and quietly hid in a crowded place, with his head slightly lowered, trying to contain the breath in his body.
"Do you really think you can escape from my clutches? My black mist is not just for trapping people."
The demonic shadow looked down at the many Qingxu Valley disciples below, and a cold voice slowly came out, and continued: "Now I give you a chance, take the initiative to come out, I can spare your life, otherwise, you will be caught by me later.
If you come out, it will be too late."
"Moying! Don't be too arrogant. Our senior brother is still behind you?"
"Yes! Moying, you, a person from Tianfeng Demon Palace, actually dare to yell like this in front of everyone in Qingxu Valley. You don't take our Qingxu Valley seriously, right?"
"Elder brother! This demonic figure is treasonous. Let's work together to capture this person."
The behavior of the demon shadow undoubtedly aroused the anger of many Qingxu Valley disciples below, and the sounds of gnashing teeth could be heard, eager to capture the demon shadow.
Moying sneered and said: "Hey! Your senior brother still relies on me to find out the guy who stole the rare treasure? Why does he care about me?"
"Moying! Don't be too arrogant. Find out the guy who stole the treasure quickly." Zui Qingfeng said coldly with a cold look in his eyes.
"Hey! Can't wait?"
The demonic figure smiled sarcastically, but no longer sarcastically. Instead, it moved its hands, and wisps of black mist suddenly gathered in its hands, eventually turning into a crow.
"Go! Find that guy."
As soon as the demonic shadow released its right hand, the crow turned into black mist spread its wings and flew towards the Qingxu Valley disciples below. After hovering above, it actually let out a cry and headed towards an inconspicuous crowd.
It flew away and finally landed on the head of an inconspicuous tall disciple.
"Senior brother?"
The short disciple who was next to Zhuo Wen looked at Zhuo Wen next to him with some surprise. The crow released from the demonic shadow was staying on top of Zhuo Wen's head.
Although the short disciple was completely confused about the situation, he also knew that the senior fellow apprentice who was familiar with him might not have done anything good in the valley, otherwise it would not have been possible to trigger the pursuit of Mo Ying and Zui Qingfeng.
Swish, swish, swish!
All eyes were focused on Zhuo Wen, and there were various emotions in these eyes such as confusion, doubt, and gloating.
"Hehe! I told you, you can't escape from my grasp. Die to me and hand over the rare treasure."
The demonic shadow smiled slyly, stepped on the sole of its foot, and instantly came to the sky above Zhuo Wen. With a press of its right hand, countless black mist transformed into a huge black palm, and pressed down on Zhuo Wen.
"It's over! This junior brother is over. I don't know what kind of hatred he had with Mo Ying, which made Mo Ying take action himself."
The surrounding Qingxu Valley disciples all stayed far away. The demon shadow was not someone to be trifled with. If they were accidentally affected, it would be unthinkable.