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"After entering the Great Black Forest, don't be so ostentatious, so as not to attract the attention of the foundation-building monsters in it."

The Qixia people fell from the air and stopped in front of the Great Black Forest.

There are foundation-building monsters in the Great Black Forest, and there are even rumors that there are golden elixir monsters. Even if they are foundation-building cultivators, they dare not enter it to search at will.

They can only walk into the Great Black Forest like other Qi-refining cultivators, restrain their spiritual senses, and only explore the situation within a hundred meters around them.

After waiting for a while, the elders of the four sects rushed up, took the tracking talisman, and entered the Great Black Forest.

"Elder Sun, be careful of the withered vine beside you."

A spell followed the voice and passed by the side of another cultivator.

The withered vine hanging from the tree was split into two and kept twitching on the ground. It turned out to be a poisonous snake in the middle stage of Qi-refining.

"Hide well. Thank you for your reminder, Elder Liu."

The cultivator who was only two steps away from the venomous snake patted his chest and took a breath. He didn't notice the venomous snake disguised as a dead vine.

"The Great Black Forest is not like our human territory. We need to be careful at all times. We will be caught if we are not careful. Especially for us cultivators, we are the best blood food in the eyes of those monsters."

The few people continued to move forward.

The Great Black Forest is very large, even comparable to the entire South Region. Coupled with the dangerous environment, the search progress is very slow.

"My Lord, there are other cultivators approaching."

In the underground room, the cultivator who had broken through the foundation building stage squatted in front of Jiang Yu.

"They actually chased into the Great Black Forest. I thought they would give up."

This group of sect cultivators are really tireless in revenge. He has escaped into the Great Black Forest, but they actually chased him in.

However, in the Great Black Forest, he has more advantages than those cultivators.

"How many monks are approaching? Go and kill them. If there are other monks approaching, kill them as well."

"Three monks are approaching. I will follow your will, my lord."

The cultivator was covered with magic power, walked out of the underground room, and entered the dense forest.

"Master, this Great Black Forest is so big, it shouldn't be that these three people just happened to run into us."

After the cultivator left, Ji Chunsheng snorted twice and said worriedly.

"That's natural. I killed more than a dozen monks from Xiangyun. Even if Qixia ignored his identity as a foundation-building monk and came to me in person, it is very likely.

Either they will swallow this loss, or they will definitely come to catch us with a big fanfare. The Great Black Forest is so vast that they can run into us. It is conservatively estimated that the four sects sent at least fifteen teams.

But they chose to enter the Great Black Forest, which was a wrong decision."

Jiang Yu smiled, not to mention that his spiritual planting skills allowed him to cultivate a cultivator in the foundation-building realm.

His soul beads alone can act as a spiritual consciousness in this great black forest, which makes him invincible.

"Elder Liu, why is it getting increasingly unclear around here? Does the Xiangyun Sect have any magic to dispel the fog?"

"My Xiangyun Sect's magic has always been to gather clouds, but there is no way to dispel them. The fog in this great black forest is not ordinary fog. It cannot be penetrated by light and cannot be dispersed by wind. We can only be careful."

The three people are Sun Er from the Dehuo Sect, Liu Xiao from the Xiangyun Sect, and Zhuo Da from the Qianhe Sect.

Zhuo Da walked in the center, summoning spirit cranes to explore the way with the Qianhe Sect's magic, while Sun Er and Liu Xiao were guarding in front and behind.

Most of the cultivators who entered the Great Black Forest this time were configured in this way. The Qianhe Sect's magic was extremely useful in this situation and could greatly reduce the impact of the fog barrier.

Rustle...

Rustle...

Rustle...

"Elder Liu, did you hear any strange sounds? Why do I feel like something is constantly making noises?"

"Strange sounds? No, it's so quiet in this fog that only footsteps can be heard. Elder Sun, don't be too nervous. Even if that evil cultivator has soul magic, as long as the tracking talisman can sense him, we can communicate immediately."

Liu Xiao shook his head. He didn't hear any strange sounds. On the contrary, he felt that it was too quiet, without even the chirping of insects or birds.

"Is it because you are too nervous?"

Sun Er was skeptical. The sound of the hemp rope stretching and retracting was very clear, as if it was coming from his ears.

Looking around, there was a white fog all around. Zhuo Da, who was using magic to lead the way behind him, could only see some outlines.

The fog is getting bigger and bigger.

Sun Er shook his head vigorously, trying to put the sound behind him, and the sound really got smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

It seems that he was indeed a little nervous. The sound was probably an illusion.

The sound disappeared, and Sun Er was relieved and continued to move forward in the thick white fog.

In addition to the three of them, the four sects had a total of more than 20 teams.

Before entering the Great Black Forest, each group of monks divided their own exploration area, and they just had to keep moving forward.

Gulp, gulp, gulp...

Not long after the sound of the hemp rope disappeared, the sound of pumping and swallowing came again.

"It's endless, isn't it!"

Sun Er became angry and pulled out the whiskers inserted into his ears, with a stream of blood gushing out.

What did I pull out?

Sun Er trembled and put his hand in front of himself. Because the fog was too thick, he could only see it from a few fists away.

It was a blood-red pipe, like a piece of good pork belly, carved by a master with superb knife skills.

The red and white colors inlay constitute the main color of this tube.

"Ah!"

Seeing this thing, Sun Er swung his hand violently and threw it out with great force.

Pah--

Sun Er turned his head and looked back, and the red and white flesh tube was on Zhuo Da's face.

"Sun Er, what did you throw on my face!?"

Zhuo Da felt something slippery, warm and bloody on his face, and immediately stopped the guidance magic and pulled the thing off his face.

"This is..."

Puff--

The red and white flesh tube suddenly grew a row of spikes, piercing into Zhuo Da's palm. The spikes kept surging, and his hand shrank with it.

The magic power also flowed uncontrollably into the red and white flesh tube.

"Get out of my way!"

Zhuo Da made a prompt decision and cut off his arm directly. The arm that fell on the ground became a piece of dry bones in the blink of an eye, while the red and white flesh tube swelled up and became round and shiny.

"Elder Zhuo, Elder Sun, what happened?"

The continuous shouting made Liu Xiao's heart rise to his throat.

Is it miasma or a monster?

Three steps to Zhuo Da's side, close to him, he saw that he was holding his right hand, blood was constantly oozing out, and his face was blood red, as if he had washed it with blood.

"Elder Zhuo, how did you get hurt? What monster hurt you?"

Liu Xiao immediately used magic to protect himself and Zhuo Da, and looked around cautiously.

He didn't see any shadow in the fog, which meant that Zhuo Da's injury should be caused by a small monster.

"It's that tube, the tube that grew out of my ear!"

Under the thick fog, Sun Er shouted in fear, grabbed his head and fell to the ground, crawling towards the two.