At this moment, the monks who were sent by the fire talisman of the old Taoist in the windbreaker broke into the second floor of the underground palace. They had just experienced the battle of stone figurines. Their qi and blood were stimulated, and gradually turned from silence to boiling, arousing the curiosity of [Yuan Jun] in the depths of the darkness, which then aroused the extreme greed and appetite.

You Bifang immediately realized that the eyes that bet on him from the distant depths of darkness that were unreasonable and finally shifted out and fell on the monks who broke in one by one.

If they are not careful, they will be cut open by the ubiquitous and surging black fog, blocking out all breathing and inspiration. Even the ripples of vitality caused by magic power will be completely smoothed out in an instant.

"Strange! According to the old Taoist Suanyi, the Yin Dun cultivator who is suspected to be the mastermind behind the scenes, her technique is exactly the same as the black fog in the underground palace. Could it be that the black fog that spreads the second floor of the entire underground palace is someone's Yin Dun fog?"

The old Taoist of the Curtain is worthy of being a ghost Taoist talisman. With the scribbled talisman paper like ghost paintings, he actually led three or five fellow Taoists who were isolated from the black fog to his side. Then he came to the royal palace and began to plan with great enthusiasm how to collect all the treasures in it.

You Bifang already understood that there are indeed rare treasures hidden in this palace culvert, but most of them have their own masters, either they are destined to be given by senior immortals or taboos in the depths of darkness. I am afraid that it is mostly the dark history of some gods and bigwigs, that is, the past that cannot be looked back on.

"I was inspired by a thought, and if I hadn't been kind enough to give me nine secret talismans, my mind would explode. Since Yuan Jun was extremely hungry, I couldn't say that in order to repay this favor, I would invite a few colleagues to ascend to heaven."

You Bifang made up his mind. The black fog that was everywhere nearby was lifted in a trance, just like an invisible barrier completely disappeared. Not only could he see objects normally in the black fog, but even the hanging silk puppet was infused with black fog, gradually expanding from about a foot high to three feet high, with a pink and jade-carved boy.

A monk who was suspected to be a descendant of dragon blood entered You Bifang's vision and was a palm of the Martial Saint Mummy on his chest, but he was not beaten to death. It can be seen that his body was strong and not inferior to the martial arts master.

This person's surname is Meng, his name is Lu, and he does have the bloodline of the dragon. His ancestors served in the palace of the Sixth Dynasty and accidentally opened a brocade box with the dragon's body fluid inside. He fell to the ground and turned into a turtle, hitting her, and immediately became pregnant.

This matter is recorded in the Sixth Dynasty's daily records, but the words are not very detailed, and just a few strokes are mentioned. Even the daily official has doubts and comments on them in small words between the lines, saying that this matter is absurd, and it is very likely that the palace maid and the guard were born in secret.

Fortunately, this guard had some skills. Not only did he escape from heaven, he also secretly took the palace maid out of the palace. From then on, he hid his name and wandered around the world. He settled down in Guilin County, where miasma was breeding in the south, and changed his name to Meng, and took root and scattered branches and leaves, for sixteen generations.

Because the child pregnant by the palace maid was actually born of dragon fluid, the feces of the dragon were affected by ten months of pregnancy, the melon was ripe and the stems fell, and the world suddenly changed color. As the child was born, the baby cried and the outside was thunder and lightning, which was thought to be echoed.

The dragon seed is a man with flower scales all over his body, and he has the ability to call the wind and rain. As he grows up, the dragon's nature becomes stronger and stronger. He can fly into the sky, catch clouds and moons, swallow clouds and spit out electricity. Even if he is an orthodox descendant of the dragon seed, he is so magical that he is simply born to be sacred.

Unfortunately, the Meng family matched all ordinary women. They reproduced from generation to generation, and their bloodline gradually became thinner. In the Meng generation, except for the flesh on the forehead, the water quality was excellent and there was no magical power of their ancestors. They had to give up their faces, search for famous mountains and rivers everywhere, and visit hermits and masters. Finally, the ancestors accumulated virtues. By chance, they worshipped Luofu Mountain and practiced until now.

Meng Lufu got off the ladder and someone patted him on the shoulder. This was a taboo for monks. He turned around angrily and found that there was no one behind him. When he turned his head, even the fellow Taoists in front lost their whereabouts.

There was no one in front, back, left and right, and black fog was covered with the top of his head and feet, which immediately confused Meng Lu. Fortunately, he was extremely strong and his heart was extremely firm. Even if it happened under his nose, he didn't care.

Under the cover of the black fog that isolates all the reincarnation, dozens of monks from the side and left paths took the lead and went down to the second floor of the underground palace, but were divided one by one.

The fellow Taoists whom we knew were at the right place, but because of the black fog, they could miss each other even when they came towards us. This shows that their interests are almost the ability to reverse yin and yang, disrupt the universe, and mobilize the creation.

Meng Zhi didn't know that he was selected, so he decided to move forward in a direction. Unexpectedly, he thought that he was walking straight, led by black fog, and walked to the left. He seemed to be about to reach the end of the underground palace, but in fact he was always in circles, a very large circle.

There are many monks like Meng Lu, but they are still teased by the black fog and are still unable to escape. They look very funny.

With Meng Lu's footsteps, I don't know how long he had walked, but even he began to feel stressed. When his ankles were sore, suddenly, the black fog on the left surging, like an ancient ferocious beast, breaking the frozen history of time and appearing next to him.

"I have murderous aura! I am the enemy!"

Meng Lu cherishes his life. He shakes off a large and small flag on his sleeves, lands and takes root, and turns into a flag gate.

The white hairy giant dog could not hold back the castle and broke into the flag gate directly. After a moment, it was about to be thrown out of the tomb. Unfortunately, the Yang Dun monk used his magic weapon, the Sun God Fire Needle, to destroy all the hidden tricks arranged by the left-minded monks in the side. In addition, the white dog was part of the black fog and was inspired by someone with the [Earth Evil Absolute Demonic Talisman], which was inseparable from the second underground palace.

Because of this, the white giant dog suddenly returned to his original position, taking advantage of Meng Lu's flag gate to escape and sending away the attacking enemy in one fell swoop. He was secretly proud and relaxing his guard, and rushed towards him.

The black fog completely touched and eliminated the murderous intent of the white dog. Even the airflow that was stirred up during her actions was resolved to the point of nothing. Compared to just now, the black fog once again transformed and sublimated.

The white dog's mouth and fangs suddenly bit Meng's shoulders and neck, and his two forelimbs pressed the prey's arms and bit out with force. The muscles and tendons broke, and the severe pain penetrated into the bone marrow. Even monks couldn't bear it.

Qilin's son from the Meng family in Lingnan repeatedly slaughtered and used various life-saving spells, but the pipa bone was locked and could not be used at all. When the white dog's fangs were completely bitten, Meng Qi suddenly lost half of his body, and was covered with the magical magic learned in Luofu Mountain. He was not used at all, and he had no use of any use.

You Bifang heard the thunderous howling of his soul, and watched thick red blood erupt from the open wound, and the blood beads emitted a light golden light on the surface, but before the blood could land, it was caught by the invisible mouth in the air and swallowed it all without any leakage.

Immediately afterwards, the ubiquitous black fog stretched out two wriggling tentacles, winding around in the air, and grabbed Mengzi, who was dying at the moment, as if a wet rag was twisted and wrung out with force, containing dragon-like blood, which was constantly squeezed out.

You Bifang immediately heard a gurgling sound of swallowing from the depths of the darkness, just like a person who had been walking on the hot desert for a long time, discovering a small oasis, lying on the clear spring, his thirsty throat constantly swallowing the sweet spring water and life-saving water.

This is not enough. After being squeezed out the blood of the whole body, the prey is still of great value. Meng Lu's magic power, vitality, and soul are all dismantled one by one and then swallowed up by the black fog.

After all, Luofu Mountain is also a sect in the side sect. Meng Lu also had the fundamental talisman given by the elders of the master. The black fog took out all the flesh and blood and essence of the sacrifice, but he was the leader of the Six Yangs.

Finally, Meng Lu's forehead, the corners of the flesh, and the parts below his neck, became poplar trees that had been dry in the desert for many years. They were so crispy that they didn't even have any excess moisture.
Chapter completed!