Emperor of Nine Suns

Three silver birds were mechanically above everyone's heads, looking down at everyone coldly.

The little hamster looked at the panicked people and whispered to Chu Chen, "Your position is completely locked. If you don't leave the monitoring range of these birds, the old man will arrive soon."

Chu Chen stood there holding Ye Man, without responding or moving.

He knew very well that the silver-haired old monk would not think that he could trap his group of people with only three silver birds, so he must have a back-up plan.

Sure enough, there was another sharp roar in the distant air.

A bright silver stream of light burst out from the fog in the distance like lightning.

It flew over everyone's heads and transformed into a gorgeous, elegant silver bird again.

This time, it was not just the fourth flying bird that arrived. As soon as it settled down, sharp whistling sounds kept coming from the distance.

Silver flying birds rushed in one after another, and soon they were densely packed. There were probably hundreds of silver flying birds surrounding everyone.

These birds did not attack, they just surrounded everyone.

A pair of bright silver eyes flashed with a dazzling fierce light.

"They don't want us to leave until the nine-day old monk comes."

The one-armed old man among the monks gritted his teeth and said that he wanted to rush out, but each of these shining silver spiritual birds made him feel a great sense of oppression.

He didn't have the confidence to deal with one, let alone hundreds.

The other monks looked at the group of eager silver birds around them, and many of them could not help but tremble.

"It looks like all these birds should be here."

Chu Chen finally spoke, his voice still cold and cold, "As long as we are all here, let's kill them together!"

A cold light flashed across the corner of Chu Chen's eyes.

The next second, spiritual light shone, and bright golden-red spiritual flames spurted out from his body, burning around him. From a distance, Chu Chen turned into a humanoid volcano.

The endless flames spurting out from his body faintly transformed into the shadow of a huge golden-winged roc.

In ancient times, there was a divine bird named Peng. The distance between the Peng's back and its back was unknown.

Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky!

In the dark, the huge golden-winged roc suddenly spread its wings.

It was a pair of huge wings that seemed to be able to cover the entire world. They were so majestic that they covered the sky and the sun.

The whole world suddenly darkened in an instant, and when the light reappeared, the silver birds surrounding everyone exploded and turned into little bits of silver light and dissipated into the void.

The monks only felt an explosion of airflow, and the shocking pressure caused by the silver birds around them had completely disappeared without a trace.

The hunting methods of this middle-level cultivator from Tianhe were actually vulnerable to Chu Chen, a young cultivator from Lingxi! ?

"Walk."

Without waiting for these surprised and admiring monks to sigh,

Chu Chen hugged Ye Man and shot out as fast as lightning.

How could a group of people dare to neglect, for fear of being left behind by the team and left alone in the mist, they activated their spiritual power one by one, turned into a spiritual light and followed Chu Chen desperately.

At the same time, in the Immortal Crystal Canyon surrounded by thick fog, a silver-haired old monk sitting cross-legged paused slightly, his face turned pale as if he had been hit hard.

"Mr. Tao!"

Several white-clothed monks from the Nine Heavens Breaking Formation Group behind him were frightened when they saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man, but saw Mr. Tao waving his hand.

"It's okay! It's just that the creatures evolved from my spiritual power were killed by others, and the soul was slightly disturbed."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, but they did not notice that although Mr. Tao's face was calm, there was a look of shock and anger deep in his eyes.

These soul-infused silver birds were destroyed by Chu Chen, and Tao Lao's soul was also affected.

Although it only hurt the skin, it can be recovered quickly.

It still made Mr. Tao furious. The large defensive formation formed by these spiritual birds could trap even the junior monks of Linghe. Why couldn't they trap this young monk of Lingxi, and yet he was injured by him?

It seems that there must be something abnormal about his soul ability?

But what makes Tao Lao most unhappy is that when the spiritual bird was destroyed, his soul fluctuated and he could no longer detect where those people had fled to?

At the same time, in the foggy world.

Huhuhu...

The violent wind echoed in his ears. Although Chu Chen, who was flying with Ye Man tightly, looked determined, the group of people following behind him all looked confused.

Everyone's eyes revealed a look of panic that could not be concealed.

Because I don’t know how big this red extreme danger zone is, I have been flying for so long, but I haven’t left yet.

The surrounding fog gathers and disperses erratically, and now, these omnipresent and overwhelming white fog has become everyone's biggest enemy.

Once these mists invade the human body, they will crazily erode the monk's vitality. Even if they keep moving, the mist's invasion is still pervasive, and there is no solution at all.

If the body-protecting spiritual light is not strong enough, the fog will take advantage of it. This one flew for less than half an hour, and three more people were killed by the fog snake.

"Mouse, what should we do now? I'm afraid it won't work if this continues. It's obvious that everyone can't hold on anymore."

While Chu Chen forced himself to calm down and led everyone to fly through the mist, he quietly sent a spiritual thought to the little hamster.

He has a body protected by sky fire, so he is not afraid of the erosion of the mist, but the same cannot be said for others.

Under the constant intrusion of these fogs, the team continued to lose members.

What makes Chu Chen even more uncertain is that because the range of his spiritual sense is limited, he doesn't know when he will be able to escape from the red extremely dangerous area, and if it is even slightly worse, he will enter the black area of ​​death!

In a foggy world, survival is too difficult.

"This fog is too dangerous. If things continue like this, if we don't have the help of mounts like the eye-catching white tigers that can distinguish directions, if we spend too much time here, we might end up trapped and die."

The little hamster shook his head.

Chu Chen was silent.

"And don't forget, all of you have been hit by an ancient curse. Even if ten thousand of you are lucky enough to escape this foggy area, you will eventually die if the curse is not lifted."

"Tell me something useful." Chu Chen glanced at it coldly, "You don't need to go on about the parts I already know. Is there any way to find a way out?"

"It's not that there's nothing, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"Too risky."

"At this point, you can take any risks." Chu Chen said coldly.

"Well, I think you yourself know very well that if everyone wants to survive, they must eventually complete the step of lifting the curse. Therefore, the underground ruins of the ancient mountain-swallowing ghost dragon sculpture you excavated should be the only one for everyone. A way out.”

What the little hamster said was actually something Chu Chen had thought about, but to return to the silver-haired old monk would be to seek death!

"There is no way. As the saying goes, to untie the bell, you must tie the bell. That black ruins are the source of the curse. If you want to break the curse, I am afraid that the only way to find a solution is to go deep into the black ruins!"

The little hamster sighed quietly. ...

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