Ultimate Comprehension Evolution

()Chapter 182 White Mist Palm

This white mist was like billowing waves rolling in the area of ​​Murong Chutian. For a time, it seemed to add a little life to the dead forest.

However, things seemed to have changed more than just this. The churning mist was actually bitingly cold. Of course, it was still far behind compared with the Jiuyou Xuanbing. Even so, Murong Chutian couldn't help but tremble all over, and had to

Turn on the spiritual power to form a defensive shield.

No wonder these three black snakes like this place so much. It turns out that there is such a cold thing in this forest. But Murong Chutian thought again, since there is such a thing here, according to the way the white mist appears, this forest

It's probably not a good place, so it's better to go back.

Even if there are tasks designated by the sect, what's the matter? Can't I risk my own life? Besides, no one else saw me before entering this forest. As long as I can go back safely, it's not up to me.

Is it possible that these elders of the sect will still search for their own souls?

The white mist is getting thicker and thicker, and Murong Chutian's spiritual consciousness is actually unable to penetrate the mist that is five feet away from him. So at this time, it means that his field of vision has been reduced by half. What's even more weird is that the three mysterious

The snake seemed to think that it was air and ignored Murong Chutian. It floated straight into the forest and disappeared after a while.

Looking at the wooden sign with the souls of the three-day mysterious snakes in his hand, Murong Chucai felt a little relieved. If the souls of these three mysterious snakes were really destroyed in this moment, then the danger of this place could be known with just one toe.

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Murong Chutian couldn't help but look back. Fortunately, the red-haired zombie was still standing well behind him. But his fearful expression was a bit exaggerated. This guy actually covered his eyes with his withered hands.

He kept shaking his hard body.

Murong Chutian cursed angrily in his heart: "Dead zombie, I haven't noticed any merits in you since I took over you. Even though you are like a bear, you can actually activate your spiritual intelligence. I can't make no mistake, this God is really too stupid."

I can’t open my eyes anymore.”

After being speechless for a while, Murong Chutian said to the red-haired zombie: "Why are you covering up? You look like a bear. You have completely embarrassed your zombie family. Hurry, let's go back quickly. There is something wrong with this forest."

." Murong Chutian immediately made a decision. As for the beast souls of the three black snakes, he can't care so much now. Murong Chutian is now a mud bodhisattva who cannot save himself when crossing the river. He can only hope that these three guys will save themselves.

Please be blessed.

The red-haired zombie seemed to have finally waited for these long-lost words. He immediately moved his hands and looked at Murong Chutian with his two green eyes. His eyes were full of doubt, as if he was not quite sure what he had just said.

words heard.

However, this guy's intelligence is indeed very high. From Murong Chutian's expression, he knew that he had not misheard these words. His two green eyes were suddenly full of sparkle, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with what Murong Chutian was doing at the moment.

It means appreciation.

After speaking, Murong Chutian took out the red fairy sword, grabbed the red-haired zombie and flew back quickly.

Although the spiritual consciousness has been reduced to a range of five feet, the situation is urgent now, and Murong Chutian can't control that much. He jumped up and down among the branches along the way. Fortunately, he has the protection of the spiritual passport, otherwise he would return it.

I really don’t know what kind of shape it will be scratched into.

As Murong Chutian flew, he thought that as long as he could fly out of this white mist as soon as possible, most of the danger would be eliminated.

This idea is indeed correct, but the development of the matter cannot be controlled by Murong Chutian. The white mist, as soon as Murong Chutian flew back for a moment, immediately transformed into a huge palm and moved towards it at an incredible speed.

Murong Chutian caught him.