Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"Captain is right, I agree!"

The white-faced scholar Hong Guanlin nodded in agreement, fiddling with the green jade pen in his hand, glancing at Sikou Tingyan, and said leisurely: "Miss Sikou, are you scared? If you are really scared, you can turn back and seek the protection of Zhou Laozu of Dixuanxianmen before you go deep into the Tomb of the Sealed Monster."

"Who is afraid!" Sikou Tingyan raised her eyebrows, walked to the front of the team in anger, and flew around with a sword, always on guard against the movement in the gray mist around.

Xiaotao saw her posture of being on guard, secretly laughed, and deliberately shook the magic bell tied with colorful silk ribbons.

A crisp sound of ding-dong scared Sikou Tingyan! She quickly turned around and held her sword to defend herself, but saw Xiaotao smiling at her.

Sikou Tingyan stamped her feet in anger and was about to scold her, when suddenly she saw a black cloud floating in the gray fog, looming. Sikou Tingyan screamed: "Ghost! The ghost guard is coming! Run!"

Everyone saw her panic and turned back to see that the gray fog was normal, where was the shadow?

Xia Tong stepped forward and grabbed the panicked Sikou Tingyan's arm, and comforted her: "Where is the ghost guard? Are you dazzled? Hey, I'm here, so relax and don't be startled, it will make people laugh."

"There was clearly a black shadow, swaying in the gray fog. I saw it clearly, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Strange!" Sikou Tingyan was very unconvinced and muttered in a low voice.

Hong Guanlin was sarcastic again, but Yao Guangxu, the physical cultivator, was very understanding and retorted: "Hey! Brother Hong, this is your fault. As a female cultivator, she is not very courageous. In this dead sea of ​​the Sealed Monster Tomb, it is inevitable that she will be anxious and sensitive. We should take better care of them, captain, don't you think so?"

Ye Ling nodded and looked thoughtfully in the direction pointed by Sikou Tingyan. He felt that the gray air there was surging and seemed to be thicker than other places.

Seeing that most of the teams of the Sea Expedition Vanguard Army had walked into the gray fog and could not be seen clearly from a distance, Ye Ling took out the Golden Toad Treasure Lantern.

In an instant, everyone's eyes lit up. As the treasure lamp shone through the fog of a hundred feet, everyone's vision was much wider than before, and their spiritual consciousness was also spread farther.

"Let's go! Let's go southeast and stagger with the main group."

Ye Ling led the way with the Golden Toad Treasure Lamp. He knew very well that the ancient formation here was very restrictive. Treasures above the Golden Core level could not be used. For example, the life-saving jade slips given by Master Liu Juntang, which were comparable to a blow from the middle stage of the Golden Core, and the seventh-level spiritual beasts such as the Ice Butterfly, the Red Fire Green Tailed Leopard, could not even be activated by talismans.

Therefore, Ye Ling gathered several ancient group attack talismans in his sleeves, such as the Thunder Extinguishing Talisman and the Cloud Condensing Talisman, so that once the enemy appeared, he would be prepared and at least would not be caught off guard.

In order to hide his previous doubts and to raise his head in front of Hong Guanlin, Sikou Tingyan still volunteered to keep pace with Ye Ling.

The group walked five or six miles, and saw that the gray fog was getting thicker and thicker. The golden toad treasure lamp could illuminate a hundred feet, but it gradually shrank to eighty feet, seventy feet, and later even less than fifty feet. The remains of monster corpses could be seen everywhere on the seabed they passed, and some places were covered with a thick layer of death.

Sikou Tingyan slashed out the flying sword to sweep away the death, often revealing more rotten monster corpses.

"The Sealed Monster Tomb is well-deserved! There are countless monster corpses piled up here? No wonder the monsters of the East China Sea regard the Nether Sea as the place of return, the Monster Saint Palace is their altar, and this Sealed Monster Tomb is their mass grave!"

Just as Sikou Tingyan was sighing, Ye Ling's pupils flashed slightly, and he suddenly stopped, blocked the golden toad treasure lamp in front of everyone, and said in a low voice: "Quiet! A black shadow in the gray fog has merged again!"

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