Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The three of them waited for a while outside the Dragon Burial Valley, but they still didn't wait until anything unusual appeared.

Liang Musheng sat on the ground, holding a grass leaf in his mouth and said, "It seems that Zhu Qin Cang's words are not always accurate. Aren't we still staying here and not leaving?"

"Perhaps what he meant by leaving is that you stay until you get bored and then leave on your own?" Liuyun Sanren said.

"If that's the case, it would be too boring. What can he say about leaving like this?"

Liang Musheng curled his lips.

Um?

At this moment, Zhao Mu's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked into the depths of Dragon Burial Valley.

He felt that there was endless death energy surging deep in the valley, as if a flood was about to surge out.

But before he could remind the two of them.

Suddenly, a dragon roar came from the Dragon Burial Valley, and the next moment, endless mist poured out of the valley, covering the entire world in an instant.

"No, this mist is weird!"

Liang Musheng's expression changed greatly, and he stood up suddenly: "This mist seems to be formed by the gathering of death energy, and it can corrode our physical body."

He could clearly feel that under the fog, his body was rapidly becoming stiff and cold, as if he was about to turn into a corpse.

He did not dare to neglect, and immediately circulated his magic power throughout his body, which reduced the transformation of his body.

"It's not just about corroding the physical body."

Liuyun Sanren's face was also very ugly: "You release your spiritual thoughts and feel it. Our spiritual thoughts seem to have been completely suppressed in this fog."

"Really? I'll try."

Liang Musheng immediately released his spiritual thoughts, and sure enough he found that his spiritual thoughts could no longer expand within half a foot of his body.

You must know that the divine thoughts of the sage realm can sweep across thousands of miles, but now they can't even leave their surroundings.

It seems that this fog is indeed quite strange.

Liang Musheng frowned: "Is this what Zhu Qin Cang said? It's strange. I haven't heard of it before, that there is such a weird fog in Dragon Burial Valley?"

"Is there someone behind the scenes?"

Liuyun Sanren looked around, trying to explore the depths of the fog. Is there anyone else?

But unfortunately, this mist can suppress even spiritual thoughts, and it is certainly impossible for her eyes to penetrate it.

At this time, neither of them noticed the strange look on Zhao Mu's face next to them.

Why wasn't I suppressed?

Zhao Mu was shocked.

Whether it was what Liang Musheng said about the erosion of his body, or what Liuyun Sanren said about his spiritual thoughts being suppressed, he didn't feel it at the moment.

When his spiritual thoughts were released, they could still sweep across all directions without any hindrance and were not affected.

This mist is composed of death energy. Could it only be useful to the living?

Zhao Mu secretly thought that this was the biggest difference between him and Liang Musheng, and it must have been the greatest possibility that he would not be affected.

After all, the incarnation of Jiucai Liuli is not a real flesh and blood body after all, and is still essentially a magic weapon.

Of course, the threat of death energy to living people is far greater than that of magic weapons.

"Both of you, let's leave first. This fog is so weird, there's no guarantee that something will happen if we stay here any longer."

Zhao Mu said.

"Okay, let that guy Zhu Qincang make it right this time."

Liang Musheng nodded, and the three of them prepared to leave.

But at this moment, an evil wind blew out of thin air in the fog, as if big hands were pushing away the fog.

The three of them were caught off guard and were picked up by the evil wind and thrown directly out.

Liuyun Sanren flicked the dust in his hand, and the silk threads penetrated deeply into the ground to stabilize his body.

She raised her head, but there was no trace of Zhao Mu and Liang Musheng in her sight.

And under the cover of the fog, she had no idea where she was at the moment.

"I didn't expect that something like this would happen to just digging up a dragon's bones. I wonder how the two of them are doing now?"

Liuyun Sanren looked around and said.

Suddenly her eyes froze, and she faintly saw a figure in the fog ahead: "Who is there?"

"Liuyun, is that you?"

The man sounded surprised, turned around and walked over, it turned out to be Liang Musheng.

"Mu Sheng, are you okay?" Liuyun Sanren asked quickly.

"I'm fine, I..."

While Liang Musheng was speaking, another figure suddenly emerged from the mist next to him.

"No, be careful!"

Liuyun Sanren screamed, but unfortunately it was too late.

The figure grabbed Liang Musheng and dragged him directly into the depths of the fog.

"That person is... Shentu Hengyu?"

"Damn it, why is he here in Dragon Burial Valley?"

Liuyun Sanren was sure that he was right. The person who attacked Liang Musheng just now was indeed Shentu Hengyu.

"No, this person hates both good and evil to the core. If the beam falls into his hands, it will be a disaster."

Liuyun Sanren gritted his teeth and jumped into the mist.

the other side.

Zhao Mu stabilized his body and immediately sent out his spiritual thoughts to sweep in all directions. He found that he was still near Dragon Burial Valley and had not been blown too far by the evil wind.

However, within the scope of his spiritual thoughts, he did not detect any traces of Liang Musheng and Liuyun Sanren. He did not know where they were blown.

"This fog comes from the underground of Dragon Burial Valley, and it is obviously related to the dragon undead there. I wonder what their purpose is for suddenly setting off such a heavy fog?"

Zhao Mu secretly guessed.

At this moment, a vague voice suddenly sounded in his ears, like a call in a dream.

"Come on! Come here! Here is what you want..."

What I want?

Zhao Mu frowned slightly, and suddenly moved his body and flew into the Dragon Burial Valley.

At the same time, he communicated with his original body and borrowed some of Hun Tianji's power from there to protect himself.

Although the dragon spirits in the Dragon Burial Valley are powerful, he believes that with Hun Tianji's power in hand, he can protect himself.

What's more, the Nine-Colored Glazed Avatar is not the original body, so even if there is danger, he is not afraid of death.

As he entered the Dragon Burial Valley, the calls in his ears became clearer and clearer.

Zhao Mu floated to the ground and glanced at the mist coldly: "Don't play tricks. What do you want to do by summoning me? Just tell me directly?"

The call stopped abruptly.

The other party was silent for a while, and his tone became pleasantly surprised: "You... are really not affected by the mist."

"Really? So, this mist is used by you to test me?" Zhao Mu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, we have been waiting for someone like you for too long, so when we sensed you just now, we couldn't wait to test you. Please forgive us."

"Someone like me?"

"Yes, you are not a human. Although we can't find out what you are, at least we can be sure that you are definitely not a living person, otherwise you can't resist the influence of the fog."

The voice in the fog sounded like praising a perfect work of art.

He laughed: "Little Taoist, do you want unparalleled power?"