"I see, I finally understand what Leng Yunque meant by self-destruction!"

Ye Yun smiled faintly.

Leng Yunque blew himself up because he didn't want to reveal his lair.

Unexpectedly, after the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows, there is a clone of Nannan hidden in the ground, who happens to know the origin of the gray mist.

There must be some secret hidden in this gray mist, so even if Leng Yunque died, he would not reveal it.

"This is a bit interesting..."

Ye Yun smiled slightly and looked towards the extreme north.

"Let's go to the Netherworld Sea of ​​Mist!"

Ye Yun said.

"Okay, sir."

Doutian Immortal Ape agreed, rolled up a golden light, wrapped Ye Yun and Nannan and disappeared.

After Leng Yunque blew himself up, it turned into a gray mist. This gray fog had a mysterious corrosive property, so Leng Yunque was completely dead.

Ye Yun watched with cold eyes and found that Leng Yunque had been taken away from him. He was afraid that Leng Yunque's soul had been devoured.

So the original Leng Yunque is no longer in this world.

The current Leng Yunque is just a physical puppet controlled by a certain being in the Netherworld and Mist Sea.

The far north.

There is a vast area of ​​gray fog that is so vast that no one can measure how vast it is.

This piece of gray fog is boundless, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, and a disgusting smell is exuded in the fog.

This smell is like the smell of a dead body.

Deep in the sea of ​​mist.

In an ancient hall, there are many gray coffins densely arranged.

These gray coffins are constantly absorbing gray mist.

Deep in the hall, there are also bronze oil lamps.

One of the bronze oil lamps suddenly went out.

"What's going on? The Eight Kings' soul lamp went out!"

An old voice suddenly came from inside a coffin.

"The Eight Kings are always cautious. Suddenly the soul lamp went out. They must have encountered some irresistible opponent!"

A man's voice also came from another coffin.

"An opponent that is difficult to resist? This is impossible, right? Even though the Eight Kings took the body of the little girl named Leng Yunque, on the surface she was only at the peak of the tenth level of the Immortal Lord Realm. If she let her hands and feet go, she would have enough strength.

She can reach the tenth level of the Immortal Realm. With this kind of strength, no one in the entire Chu Feng Dynasty can pose a threat to her..."

There were also voices of doubt coming from another coffin.

"Well, no matter what, the Eight Kings are dead. If you want to be reborn, it will take some time..."

An old voice sighed.

"I don't know why this opponent would attack the Eight Kings!"

The man said.

"Perhaps she covets the beauty of the Eighth King. Don't forget that the Eighth King is the most beautiful girl in our Charming Clan!"

The old voice laughed.

"Maybe it's possible..."

The man sighed and said faintly: "It's a pity that our clan leader has been sleeping since he woke up last time. If he wakes up, he must be able to help the Eight Kings to resurrect quickly..."

"Although the clan leader was resurrected, he was the most seriously injured by the Dou Tian Immortal King. At that time, he was hit by at least a thousand sticks, and his whole body was blown apart. Therefore, even if he was resurrected, he was still extremely weak and needed to sleep and constantly absorb

Gray mist..."

The old voice sighed and said.

When he talked about Immortal King Dou Tian, ​​his voice was obviously filled with fear.

All of them were killed by Immortal King Doutian.

"I have to say that after we were exterminated by Immortal King Doutian, we were all dead originally, but this gray mist suddenly appeared and brought us back to life. It is true that the sky will never end our Charming Spirit clan..."

The man said with a smile.

"My Charming Clan - is no longer here. From now on, we are the Phantom Clan!"

A majestic voice suddenly came from inside a gray coffin.

"Chief, are you awake?"

Surprise sounds came from several coffins at the same time.

"I heard your conversation just after I woke up..."

A ray of gray mist floated out from the coffin and turned into a majestic man. He looked at the coffin in front of him and smiled faintly: "While I was sleeping, I realized a supreme skill. As long as I practice it for a period of time, I can reach the level of

After a certain level, my Youmei clan can leave the Netherworld Sea of ​​Mist and officially enter the Immortal Ancient Continent!"

As the clan leader spoke, gray mist floated out of all the coffins and transformed into men, women, old and young.

Each person does not look like a normal immortal. There is mist flowing on the surface of the body, the skin is also gray, and there is a strange red color in the eyes.

Everyone looked at the patriarch with excited expressions. One of the old men bowed and asked, "Chief, what kind of skill is this?"

"Nine-turn Netherworld Skill, as long as we reach the third turn, we can freely enter and exit the Netherworld Sea of ​​Fog!"

The patriarch smiled.

"As expected of a clan leader, he can actually comprehend such magical skills!"

The old man clasped his hands in his fists and said with a flattering smile.

"Maybe it's God's will that protects my Youmei clan!"

The patriarch looked up at the sky and smiled slightly.

"God protects me, and my Youmei clan has stood up from now on!"

The old man said loudly.

Everyone else looked excited and shouted, their voices rising and falling, echoing in the hall.

The original Charming Spirit Clan has completely died out. Now the resurrected Charming Spirit Clan has turned into another kind of life form, so it has become the Phantom Clan.

Looking up at the sky, the clan leader's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "Damn the Immortal Emperor, after he led everyone to the second heaven, there was no news. He must have encountered a strong enemy there.

Maybe he died there!"

"It has been so many years, and I have never heard from those people again. They must have died in the second heaven!"

The old man smiled.

"Whether they have died or not, these damn guys will never appear in the first layer of heaven anyway. As long as our Youmei clan concentrates on development, it won't take many years to rise again on the Immortal Ancient Continent!"

The clan leader, who was full of murderous intent, frowned slightly and said coldly, a cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes.

"Patriarch, the Eighth King is dead, please take action to bring the Eighth King back to life as soon as possible..."

The old man bowed and said.

"The Eighth Prince is dead? Who killed her?"

The clan leader was slightly startled.

Everyone looked at each other in shock. It seemed that the clan leader had not heard what he said before.

"Not long ago, the eight kings' soul lamp suddenly went out..."

The old man looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "This is a bit abnormal in the Chufeng Dynasty. After all, although the Eight Kings have taken away an immortal, their cultivation seems to be only the tenth level of the Immortal King Realm. But if the Eight Kings want to let go

, she can exert her tenth-level combat power at the Immortal Realm, and no one in the entire Chu Feng Dynasty should be able to pose a threat to her..."

"There is something abnormal."

The clan leader nodded and suddenly asked: "Why did the Eight Kings seize the immortal's body?"

"The Eight Kings wanted to enter the Immortal Realm and understand the current situation by seizing the body. In addition, she obtained an extremely weird dual cultivation secret method. Once the cultivation is successful, that body can quickly become an Immortal King...

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The old man thought for a while and said.

"The Eight Kings are really thoughtful and thought of such a curved way to save the country... It's a pity that my Youmei clan can't use it!"

The clan leader sighed.

The original Charming Clan was already very powerful. Before the clan was exterminated, he once had ten famous Immortal Kings under his command.
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