Chapter 547 Huang Zhong Da Lu!
At this moment, something unexpected happened.
The mist that was already getting lighter now turned as dark as ink without any warning.
It was still noon, but the dark mist that surged in like a tide was like layers of black curtains, completely covering Wei Hong and others, and even the sky was obscured by it.
As for the areas that seemed to be not far away just now and were not shrouded in weirdness, they had already been completely blocked.
It can be said that the changes in the mist occurred without any warning, but they were extremely swift and violent. They were completed almost in an instant, leaving everyone unable to react in time.
The expression of the Jindan Patriarch of Qingyun Sect instantly became extremely cold. He subconsciously patted the storage bag on his waist, and a small purple clock the size of a fist appeared in his hand. Then he raised his hand, and the purple clock appeared in his hand. The small bell immediately rose up in the wind and turned into a large purple bell over one foot tall.
The purple mass turned into a purple stream of light and flew over the head of the Golden Pill Ancestor, and then the big purple bell began to vibrate violently.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
A huge bell ringing centered on the purple bell and immediately spread rapidly to the surrounding areas.
And the sound of the bell turned directly into substantial sound waves, causing ripples in the air.
It's like a yellow bell and a big Lu, it's deafening.
Obviously, this big purple bell should be the Ziyang Bell, the most important treasure of Qingyun Sect.
As the terrifying and substantial sound waves rapidly spread out in all directions, the dark and mysterious fog like a black curtain was instantly shattered by the sound waves, and was squeezed out step by step by the terrifying sound waves, causing the mysterious fog to It cannot spread for the time being.
"Walk!"
The Jindan Patriarch of Qingyun Sect gave a low look with an ugly face.
He clapped the white ball in his hand, and the white shield covering the thousands of disciples of Qingyun Sect suddenly doubled in thickness.
After hearing the instructions from the Golden Pill Patriarch, the many disciples of the Qingyun Sect dared not to neglect, they quickly quickened their pace and started running in the designated direction.
Only then did the casual cultivators who were lagging behind react.
"ah!!!"
A young monk who was last and unable to react in time was directly enveloped in the dark mist.
Everyone only heard a shrill scream, and then there was no more movement.
Obviously, once it is touched or swallowed by the dark mist, it will definitely be a situation of death and no life. It is clear enough to see the fate of the young monk.
Such a scene immediately frightened the more than 300 casual cultivators into turning pale.
"Quick, run!"
"Hurry up and follow the people from Qingyun Sect, hurry up!"
"It's over, Weiwei is coming, let's go!"
"Wait for me, the seniors of Qingyun Sect are waiting for us!"
All the casual cultivators in the city were so frightened that they stood on their backs and ran away quickly in the direction of Qingyun Gate.
At this moment, even a fool has understood that this is clearly a big change in the mist, waiting for them to fall into the urn!
Even though the Ziyang Bell is constantly vibrating and emitting bursts of terrifying sound waves, the dark mist squeezed out is still surging crazily. Countless strange things have gathered into a strange tide, which is constantly impacting the purple sound waves, and will The sound waves continued to swallow up, and then spread again.
Wei Hong's eyelids twitched wildly, but he didn't expect that the uneasiness in his heart actually became a reality.
"Come on, follow me!"
Wei Hong roared and quickly rushed forward. He didn't want to fall into the terrifying tide behind him. He might not be able to hold on for even one breath and it would turn into nothing.
Ding Xue's face turned pale with fright, and she followed Wei Hong closely.
Only now did she understand that Wei Hong had warned her many times before.
"ah!"
"Help!"
"Hurry up and give me a hand!"
At this time, the strange tide that had been blocked by the Ziyang Bell began to spread rapidly again, and the monks who were left behind let out shocking screams.
No one is immune, as long as they fall into the strange tide, they will be swallowed up instantly.
Wei Hong's scalp was also numb, and his feet exploded with unprecedented speed.
He had the same idea as Qingyun Sect, which was to escape in the shortest possible time. After all, this place was not far from the edge of the strange fog. If he could escape, he would no longer have to worry about being surrounded by the strange tide.
As for the casual cultivators at the back, who can care so much?
And when Wei Hong was running away, he didn't forget to glance left and right, trying to see if he could find a way to escape.
At this time, everyone in the Qingyun Sect had solemn expressions on their faces, and everyone was ready to fight. Some even had their fingers holding the magic weapon turn white, which showed how nervous they were inside.
The golden elixir ancestor of Qingyun Sect even opened his mouth and spit out a golden flying sword, wandering around him to protect him.
However, as the group of Qingyunmen moved forward, the strange tide became more and more terrifying. One wave after another kept emerging, madly blocking their way forward, and their running speed also slowly slowed down. .
The golden elixir ancestor frowned tightly, and when he was about to use some magic weapon to continue to dispel the strange tide, his face suddenly changed drastically, and a black light shot out as soon as he raised his hand.
It was a black turtle shell, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a house, firmly covering the head of the Jindan Patriarch.
Boom!
An extremely thick tree-trunk arm struck hard on the black turtle shell released by the ancestor of Qingyun Sect's Golden Pill, making a loud noise.
This extremely thick tree-trunk arm appeared so abruptly that no one except the ancestor of Jindan could react to it.
The next moment, a terrifying figure a thousand feet high emerged from the mist. The huge figure seemed to have countless strangely long black shadows waving around it, making it intimidating.
Wei Hong's face also changed drastically. He had naturally seen that it was clearly the giant tree demon that had appeared once before. The tree trunk arm that had been whipped off just now was just one of the countless arms on its body.
He immediately held Ding Xue tightly, not daring to take another step forward.
Because the giant tree demon was blocking their way forward, the purpose was naturally to prevent them from leaving the mist.
Who would have thought that during the last stretch of the journey to leave the mist, the terrifying giant tree demon that could even resist the Golden Elixir Ancestor would appear again. This clearly did not want them to leave this place.
In such a situation and formation, Wei Hong would not believe anything that the giant tree demon had not specially prepared for them.
"No wonder, no wonder there weren't many strange things in the past two days. They were all waiting here!"
"No wonder, no wonder I feel so uneasy. It turns out that the biggest disaster is waiting here!"
Looking at the terrifying figure of the giant tree demon, Wei Hong murmured with a wry smile.
(End of chapter)