"careful!"

The bursting core made a second explosion without warning, and the light green blood foam suddenly darkened, and a dark green vortex suddenly appeared and spread rapidly like poisonous fog.

Hearing Su Fu's cold shout, the three people closest to Li Erbing retreated backwards one after another.

Du Wanqing had the fastest speed. While retreating suddenly, the tree of vitality suddenly appeared, expanding a layer of green shield to protect Zhuge Xiaolou and the people behind her.

But Xu and Yun failed to hide in the shield and were eroded by the poisonous fog.

Yun Danqing felt his brain suddenly dizzy, and his eyes turned dark and his consciousness sank into the endless abyss.

After a blink of an eye, Xu Pei also fell to the ground.

Don’t underestimate this blink, this is the gap in cultivation. Xu Pei is about to overcome the tribulation, and his cultivation must be much deeper.

"Senior Brother Xu! Senior Brother Yun!" Zhuge Xiaolou exclaimed.

"Don't move!" Du Wanqing stopped her.

The poisonous fog has strong corrosion force, and the shield will collapse silently if it is less than two breaths.

"But, senior brother..."

Du Wanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, pushed Zhuge Xiaolou back with one hand, and pointed his sword with the other hand. A flash of spiritual light suddenly appeared at the fingertips, "Dou, Spirit, Elephant Realm..."

With Ling Yan, the spiritual light escaped from his fingers and drew a complex talisman in the void. The talisman bloomed brightly, as if forming a huge shadow.

The giant shadow suddenly let out a powerful howl, and the sound waves were almost visible to the naked eye, pushing the poisonous fog back.

"Zilong's Nine Life!" Su Fu suddenly spoke.

The two understood and turned into afterimages, saving Xu and Yun from the poisonous fog.

Almost the moment they retreated, the vortex of the core of the poisonous fog suddenly vibrated and made a muffled "bang". It was also a sound wave visible to the naked eye, pushing the poisonous fog into all directions again and breaking through the huge shadow cast by Du Wanqing.

Du Wanqing took several steps back, frowned, and when the seal changed, a towering tree rose under his feet, exuding vitality and temporarily blocking the poisonous fog.

But he could only protect one side. On the other side, Li Dazhuang and others shouted in horror and fled in panic, but could not escape the poisonous fog. Dozens of people who could not escape immediately screamed and fell to the ground, rolling around in pain.

Where they rolled past, they could clearly see the dark yellow pus. Soon the clothes were torn apart in the rolling, and the surface of their bodies was completely ulcerated, melting like ice and snow, turning into dark yellow pus, and some places had white bones exposed.

"Save me, save me...ah..."

The shrill scream made people creepy.

A few mortals couldn't bear it, and relying on their good feet, they ran back quickly, trying to rescue a few of the people with mild symptoms. Unexpectedly, as soon as they came into contact, the dark yellow pus climbed onto their bodies.

"Ah... it's contagious... I don't want to die... I don't want to die..." Several people who wanted to save people were dragged into hell, and this scene greatly impacted the others.

Now, no one dares to stay.

Su Fu and Du Wan looked at each other tacitly. At this time, there was no need for verbal communication, just do what they were best at.

Su Fu was not particular, and he stood cross-legged on the spot, his sword pointed at him, and a sword light shot out from the sky spirit, which quickly crashed into the core of the poisonous fog.

His spiritual consciousness was attached to the flying sword, and he felt like he was trapped in a mud that was as deep as the sea. The deep abyss was because it was vast and boundless; the mud was because the agile flying sword was like an old cow pulling a cart here.

"Haha," a chuckle came from my ear, "I knew it would be you. This place is your burial place, and it doesn't mean to insult your reputation."

Manzhu Shahua's sword body trembled slightly, and the sword intent forcefully opened up a small space, and Su Fu's body slowly appeared.

"My burial?" He looked around, "This place is good, but it doesn't fit my aesthetics, I'm afraid I'll die with my eyes."

This is a vast and boundless void, flowing with a rich dark green water flow. It is a water flow, not a poisonous fog. This is a phenomenon after countless poisonous fogs merge.

Su Fu's spiritual consciousness can clearly see that the dark green water flow is actually accumulated from countless corpses and seas of blood. He has never seen such "pure" evil. Because he cannot sense any negative aura of creatures from it, even a little resentment, as if even these were swallowed up by some existence.

The domineering is so doomsy that it makes people speechless.

"It turns out that Sword Lord is not only serious," said the voice. "When it is funny, it makes people reluctant to kill you."

"Why do you have to speak against your true heart?" Su Fu smiled faintly, "Did the magic skill swallow your true heart too?"

"No, no, no," the voice said, "If you say too much lies, it will naturally come true, just as you think you can do it."

"I have been telling lies for half my life, and I am almost forgetting the feeling of telling the truth." The voice smiled softly, "I have to thank the sword master today. Without you, I want to break through the Heavenly Swallowing Realm. I am afraid that it will take dozens or hundreds of years. I will have to endure it for dozens or hundreds of years and tell lies for dozens or hundreds of years... From the day I entered the Heavenly Swallowing Realm, I decided that no one in the world can let me tell lies."

Su Fu thought about the causes and consequences carefully, nodded, and said seriously: "Indeed, you should thank me very well."

"That was the case." said the voice.

"It should be." Su Fu said.

"It was indeed the case," the voice said, "but I don't like you."

"You thank me for your dislike, and you don't have any conflicts with me." Su Fu said.

"Do you know?" said the voice coldly, "There are two kinds of people in the world that are most annoying: one is a fool who will never admit his ignorance and think he will never be wrong; the other is a fool who will think he is smart but is actually a fool."

"It seems you are talking about me," Su Fu smiled. "You know that words are powerless at this time, but you still have to say that proves that you are angry because I ruined your plan?"

"Well, if you want to delay, the huge Heaven-Swallowing Demon Yuan here should be the key." He pretended to be in a daze, "So that's it, you have just returned to the island and haven't been able to take them for yourself, so you don't have confidence in repelling us?"

The man didn't speak.

Su Fu smiled and said, "Everyone in the world is ignorant and does not know it. You are just saying that you hate everyone. Even I dare not say that there is no time for ignorance, who is not ignorant?"

"No!" the voice spoke coldly, "There is another kind of person!"

"Oh." Su Fu raised his eyebrows lightly, as if he knew what the other party was going to say.

"dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody mouth covered with sharp teeth suddenly cracked open in the void, and a strong suction force came out of it, sucking Manshu Shahua away.

"A person will die." Su Fu's consciousness body was also destroyed in an instant, but his voice did not stop. "It may be unwilling to live, or it may be dead, or it may be helpless and unwilling to accept it... No matter how you die, it is only..."

"Dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth."

At the present level, the dark green vortex suddenly rolled back, accompanied by the sound of "Dust Returns to Dust, Earth Returns to Earth", a sword light shot out from it, and the vortex immediately made a violent explosion.

But in just one blink of an eye, the aftermath of the explosion was conquered by an invisible force. The conquering process was very natural, as if this was a natural event in the trajectory of the way of heaven.

When the size of a palm is reached, it spontaneously decomposes into clear powder and floats around, like splashing fine splashes of water that slows down infinitely. In the end, there is no trace at all.

...

Time falls a little bit back.

Just as Su Fu's consciousness broke into the poisonous fog, Du Wanqing's seal technique changed rapidly, and for the first time he issued a decree: "Xi Sheng, Shi Yue!"

When the words fall, five fruits fall off in the Vitality Tree, falling in five directions of the east, south, west, north and middle of the poisonous fog, wrapping them in the middle. When the positioning is made, the fruit changes and turns into five talismans.

"Xiaolou!"

Zhuge Xiaolou sacrificed the Bagua plate, accompanied by a sweet shout: "Zhen Mu Mao, Li Huo Ding, Dui Ze Geng, Kan Shui Kui, Qian Kun Xun Gen, and the gate of life and death..."

The Bagua disk rotates rapidly, and the five talismans bloom brightly. When the five colors of blue, yellow, red, black and white are connected and flowing, banning all the poisonous fog in it. Not only the circle, but the five colors of light are covered, it solidified like time is still.

Seeing this, Jiuming breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly he noticed something strange. He saw a rotten man rushing towards them, shouting: "Save me...Save me...I don't want to die..."

Judging from his tattered outfit, he looked like Li Dazhuang.

"Don't get close to the little princess!" Jiu Ming kicked mercilessly.

"Show mercy!" Du Wanqing was about to stop him, but Li Dazhuang fell out and rolled on the ground several times, and died after being angry.

"Ship Yan is too reckless!" He frowned deeply, "How innocent is this person? Why should he take serious action?"

"All hidden dangers that threaten the safety of the little princess must be eliminated!" Jiu Ming said coldly.

"But, maybe we can find a way to detoxify..." Du Wanqing frowned.

"His life and death have nothing to do with me!" Jiu Ming said coldly.

Lin Qing said angrily: "Are you demon clans like this and have no sympathy? These mortals are already so miserable. They just want to live. Are they wrong?"

He said, looking at Zhao Yun, hoping that he could criticize Jiudi.

Zhao Yun had a cold expression and a cold look, but he didn't speak. He just walked to Su Tong and leaned heavily on the ground with a black gun.

"You..." Lin Qing gritted his teeth, "Monsters are monsters..."

"Stop!" Du Wanqing sternly cut off his words.

"You know we are monsters, then..." Jiu Ming laughed coldly, but was interrupted by Su Tong.

"Uncle Jiuming, stop talking..." Su Tong pushed away Xiaobai's hand, holding her, walked to everyone, looking tired, looking at many people who were rotten and howling in pain, forcibly stretched out her hand, and the Bingpo Sword Intention was spit out from her palm.

Soon, those who survived were frozen into popsicles by the Ice Soul Sword Intent.
Chapter completed!