Young Master Thursday greeted the core disciples of Shangdi Xuanxian Sect, who were preparing to use their swords to penetrate the Demon-Sealing Wasteland shrouded in gray mist.

Zhou Tong'an, the ancestor of the Zhou family, repeatedly warned: "You can't wield a sword in the gray mist! The ancient formation restrictions in the Demon Sealing Tomb are very strange. You must camp step by step. Be careful of getting separated. Also, you guys must protect the fourth young master. Error, come see me first!”

"Yes! I will obey my ancestor's instructions!"

"Ancestor, please rest assured. With us here, we will ensure that the Fourth Young Master is in good hands."

When Zhou Mingzhao saw that they were all serious about protecting themselves in front of more than 700 foundation-building monks from the Vanguard Army, Zhou Mingzhao felt that his face was dull and he frowned and said: "I am not a three-year-old child! Your fighting power is not as good as mine. Dad, you don’t have to worry, the child will definitely win the first prize and sacrifice the life and soul of the demon saint in front of dad, let’s go!”

Zhou Mingzhao strode towards the gray mist-filled Demon Sealing Tomb with high spirits, and the core disciples of the Dixuan Immortal Sect hurriedly followed him.

After that, various squads of the sea expedition vanguard army flew off the Earth Crystal Dharma Ship one after another. Under the watchful eye of Old Monster Zhou, no one dared to surpass Young Master Zhou's team, and they all walked slowly behind.

Ye Ling would not compete with them for the first place. Anyway, he was the last champion and came down from the stern of the boat, so he was naturally in the last group.

When he led Hongtang, Siko Tingyan and Du Xiu Hong Guanlin and passed in front of Old Monster Zhou, Ye Ling was calm and calm, walking as usual, his face did not change, his heart did not beat, everything was normal, and he did not show any timidity. .

Fortunately, Zhou Tongan didn't see through the effect of his disguise pill. He just took another look at his flame witch robe and was a little surprised, but didn't say anything.

When the sea-conquering vanguard troops gradually entered the deathly gray fog, Zhou Tongan drove the earth crystal magic ship and rushed to the Demon Saint Palace to support Patriarch Tiandan and Fairy Youyue.

Ye Ling noticed Zhou Tongan's departure and finally let out a sigh of relief. Compared to the threat of Old Monster Zhou, the death aura permeating the gray mist was nothing to Ye Ling!

But Siko Tingyan, who was walking with him, was frightened and had an instinctive fear of the unknown in the gray mist.

"This gray, dead air is really an eyesore. The team at the front is no longer visible! Let's keep up with them and make sure we don't get lost. If we get separated from the group, we will definitely lose our way!"

Si Kou Tingyan proposed to the captain, but to his surprise, Ye Ling ignored him at all and continued to lead the team in a leisurely manner. He was dozens of feet away from the nearest team. This made Si Kou Tingyan even more uneasy and said loudly:

"Hey! Mu Han, how did you lead the team! Why didn't you follow closely? If a sea monster emerges from the gray mist, we don't even have a team to look after each other."

Ye Ling said nonchalantly: "Entering the Demon Sealing Tomb to search for the Demon Saint's Soul, originally the teams dispersed and acted! The vanguard of the sea expedition gathered together, and hundreds of people searched together? What if we encountered a rare thing? People are rushing to grab the spiritual grass and minerals, do we still have a share?”

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