Genius Demon Empress Chapter 18: Dane Demon Realm

On the second day after the attack of the Silver Scorpion Mercenary Corps, Old Tello ordered people to burn down the blinding wormwood on the shore of the lake.

Under the flames, the wormwood was completely destroyed, and the sight of the lake widened a lot, which could prevent the enemy from falling asleep, but it also allowed a group of mercenaries to see the Pill Demon Tomb not far away more clearly.

The thick billowing smoke drifted to the side of the blood mist, as if it encountered resistance, it was difficult to move forward.

The protective array on the fire dragon sail was repaired, and the man in black who suddenly appeared did not appear again.

From the captives of the Azurite Mercenary Group, Yue Jinghua and others learned that the Silver Scorpion Mercenary Group and the Azurite Mercenary Group each had a group of elites, ready to wait for the opportunity to attack Qianjun.

After learning the news, Feng Bugui couldn’t stay stunned. He wanted to get off the boat to find Ni Qianjun and others, but Old Tello didn’t allow it. He still remembered what Ni Qianjun said before leaving. , After three days, if Ni Qianjun and the others have not come out, they will immediately draw their sails and leave.

Time is like the water on the lake, seemingly gentle, but still passing. On the last night before the fire dragon sail took off and returned to sail, Ni Qianjun and others still had no news.

It was another cold and quiet night. There was a shadow on the deck, and a kayak was quickly lowered to the surface.

Feng Bugui jumped off the kayak, and the water was turbulent. The other side of the kayak swayed slightly, and a person stood on the other end of the boat.

Feng Buhui saw the dress of the visitor, stuttering: “Master Yueyue, what are you doing.”

“You really can hold your breath. It’s a full day and a night later than I expected.” She was dressed in white armor, with the weird broken sword stuck in her back, and a black Xuan draped on her shoulders. The beast, it was the flashing sable and leopard that suddenly appeared that night. It seemed that she was planning to leave the Fire Dragon Sail and enter the Pill Demon Tomb.

“Master Yue, you can’t enter the Pill Demon Tomb with me. I promised the deputy head to protect your safety.” Feng Buhui knew that it was impossible to convince Old Tello, but he couldn’t stand by. Looking at the brothers, there were no bones left, and they died in the Pill Demon Tomb.

That Yiyue Jinghua said that she had won against herself, but she had no profound power, but she was absolutely true.

There may be various poisonous gases hidden in the Pill Demon Tomb. Without a profound energy body, the consequences are unpredictable.

“You all ran away. What are you going to talk about regarding my thoroughness. Ni Qianjun said earlier that the blood mist in the Pill Demon Tomb will greatly reduce the profound practitioner’s cultivation base. Everyone who enters is almost the same. Relying on basic martial skills, profound strength and everything are floating clouds,” the old **** Yue Jinghua decided.

Feng Buhui looked at the Pill Demon Tomb, and then at Yue Jinghua’s look that dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water. He doesn’t know much, but he has also heard that shrews and urchins are the most unreasonable in the world. Two types of people, it’s useless to say more.

He raised the crossbow and shot it toward the water. The arrow wind carried profound energy. The raft was like a flat leaf rolled up by the wind, breaking a waterway on the mirror-like lake.

The raft traveled very quickly, and within a short while, it leaned against the bank of the Pill Demon Tomb.

The black haze of grass destroyed by the fire, the two got out of the kayak.

I got close to the blood mist, and there was a **** smell in my breath, like a foul smell that had been decayed for many years. It made people feel dizzy in an instant. The air inhaled in the nostrils became moist and sticky. Breathing became a little cramped.

Feng Buhui hurriedly transported the profound energy, and sure enough, after entering the blood mist, his cultivation base was suppressed. Only a layer of faint profound energy appeared on the skin surface, remembering that Yue Jinghua was still behind her, and then looking back, in the night, a layer of milky white starlight appeared on Yue Jinghua’s skin surface, which made her feel better The whole person is vague and dignified, and the facial features are more beautiful, and the ugly monster pattern on his face no longer looks hideous, and it makes people unable to move their eyes for a while.

Where the starlight goes, the blood mist can’t help but avoid it.

“Let’s go forward, remember, don’t leave three feet behind me,” Feng Bugui said in his heart. No wonder the deputy leader wants to look at her differently and dare not think about it. He pushed the crossbow to protect his chest, and guarded Yue Jinghua behind him like an old hen.

The blood mist that is impervious to sunlight all year round is like a hungry beast with its mouth open, devouring all the people and things that enter the blood mist.

After the two figures disappeared into the blood mist, the blood mist made a swallowing sound like a beast’s throat.

After entering the blood mist, Feng Bugui and Yue Jinghua couldn’t help but make noises.

They all thought that a dangerous place like Pill Demon Tomb must be full of corpses and blood marshes.

They all guessed wrong, Dan Demon Tomb is a quiet ancient village. It is no different from the ancient villages common in the south.

The small thatched cottages, the dilapidated fences, and even the starry sky at night are starry, like countless sleepy nights.

Yue Jinghua and Feng did not regret and did not dare to be careless, and opened the door to enter a courtyard.

There was a dry dry well in the courtyard, and a bucket fell to the ground. The water in the bucket had dried up, and a ring of green mold grew on the mouth of the bucket.

A private house was pushed aside, and there was still a table of unopened dinners in the room. The steamed buns and dishes had all grown moldy spots.

“There are no traces of mercenary groups stationed around, let’s go ahead,” Feng Bugui led Yue Jinghua forward.

Yue Jinghua glanced back at the courtyard and residential buildings, and tightened her eyebrows.

Walking in the village for tea time, I saw something vaguely on the road ahead.

A black object is moving slowly.

Feng Bugui showed a bit of surprise, he was vigilant, and tapped the crossbow in his hand.

The closer the black object gets, it turns out to be a person. As if hearing the footsteps of the two of them, he lifted up and stole it, and there was a painful groan in his mouth, and his voice was somewhat familiar.

“Abu,” Feng Buhui saw the people climbing on the ground clearly, and his nerves of guard were loosened. He was the youngest mercenary in the Backfire Mercenary Corps.

Abu’s body was wrapped in a blood-stained bandage, his eye sockets were sunken, and he cried weakly.

“Who did it, the deputy commander and the others?” Feng Bugui saw that his companion was injured, and he had no scruples anymore, and sprinted forward, trying to help Abu.

“Slowly,” Yue Jinghua roared, and the “soft fingers” in his hand flashed past, just like a fright in the dark night.

There was a nauseating sound of broken flesh and blood.

The “grabbing clouds” behind Yue Jinghua, the vague lines on the sword suddenly flashed, and soon darkened again.

Abu’s body, like a piece of torn paper, was torn in half. Black blood was flowing on the ground.

“Are you crazy? He’s his own,” Feng Bugui’s jealous was cracking, and the crossbow in his hand was pointed at Yue Jinghua.

His, like a poisonous snake, a filament was wound around a fine iron crossbow, and the crossbow in Fengbugui’s hand was strangled to death, “I am transforming the crossbow for you, not for you to kill me. Remember. Live, never aim your weapon at your savior, look back and see what is behind you,” Yue Jinghua had a big sword hanging in her room, so Feng Bugui always thought her weapon was the big one. Sword, unexpectedly, her weapon was actually a thread of thick and thin hair.

I don’t know what material the silk thread was made of. In the dark, the crossbow was hanged tightly. The crossbow made of fine refined iron was strangled out like it was wounded by a spirit weapon. Deep marks.

In shock, Feng Bugui turned around.

Abu opened his eyes, and there was rotten water flowing out of his turbid yellow eyes. There was a hole in his chest, and his internal organs were missing. In my eyes, there is no life,

Under the crisis just now, Yue Jinghua had no time to think, and his “soft fingers” were still covered with black blood. At that moment just now, it was close to the point. If it was one step late, Feng Bugui would be the next Abu.

Feng Buhui also woke up after Yue Jinghua yelled at him like this. He shivered and saw Abu lying on the ground clearly. After seeing the death of his comrades-in-arms, Feng Bugui’s throat is sour.

Abu died. Abu, who had been drinking and verbalizing with himself a few days earlier, died.

“Pop,” Yue Jinghua took out the flint and steel he carried with him, lit the stone, and threw it to the nearby houses and fences.

The raging fire reflected half of the sky and disappeared into the firelight in the village.

“What the **** was going on just now? How did you know Abu Ta.” At this moment, Feng Bugui also vaguely discovered that this village was a little weird. What he saw just now was an illusion?

Even though every Backfire mercenary who enters the Pill Demon Tomb has the consciousness of death. But what makes Fengbuhui unexpectedly is that Abu will be the first to die.

Although Abu is young, he is agile and quick to react, but it is his youth and lack of experience that make him appear so pale in front of this deserted village.

“If it’s just an injury, Ni Qianjun will not leave him,” Yue Jinghua felt a little chill on his back, and probed “Lianyun” with his backhand, but found nothing unusual.

Yue Jinghua didn’t tell the truth completely. What made her aware of the strangeness was not entirely out of trust in Ni Qianjun. After all, in such a complicated situation, even Ni Qianjun would inevitably not leave her companion.

What made Yue Jinghua noticed was that after entering the village, Aspergillus’s meals and various types of moldy houses and doors could be seen everywhere.

According to the knowledge that Yue Xiaoqi learned from the century, a large amount of moldy food will emit a toxin called Aspergillus toxin after rot. This toxin is not fatal, but it will erode the thinking ability of the optic nerve nucleus and create illusions.

People in the Canglong Continent, naturally, don’t know the tricks of it. In such a situation, they will only think that it is haunted, or it is caused by monsters, making people unconsciously panic or even crazy.

Burning the village is the only way to get rid of the poisonous environment.

“Yes~IndoMTL.com~The deputy commander will never give up the injured brother,” Feng Bugui was too late to be too sentimental. Why did he only see the dead body of Lao Qiu and the other brothers? Where did Ni Qianjun go again?

“Don’t make any guesses, go ahead,” the penicillin was burned by the fire and turned into smoke. Yue Jinghua and Feng did not regret walking into the misty blood mist ahead.

The fire stopped until dawn, and the village that had been decayed for hundreds of years was turned into ruins.

Lao Qiu’s body, which was burned into coke, moved slightly, and in the hole in his chest, there was a squeaky sound, something fell out of the hole, and it was shining brightly.

After the sound, the barbarian’s body turned into a dust in the flames. The blood mist is thicker.

The sky was still bright after all, and Old Tello stood still like a stone sculpture on the deck of the fire dragon sail. “The wind is gone, and the Moon Alchemist is gone,” Old Tello sighed after listening to the report from the mercenary on the ship.

“Return to voyage and bring the message to the group leader,”

The ship rose slowly and flew in the direction of the rising sun.