To the northwest of Huanglong Fairy City.

A faint mist shrouded the endless gray mountains.

A second-level spirit boat flew through the sky and slowly slowed down on the outskirts of the Black Mist Mountains.

On the flying boat, a man and a woman stood side by side, wearing black robes and black skirts, like a middle-aged couple in the foundation-building stage.

"Friend Lu Dao, the risk of this trip may be no less than that of going to the frontline battlefield. Have you made any arrangements for your funeral?"

Shi Manrong, who was wearing a black dress, had disguised herself and her appearance was no longer conspicuous.

"Lu has no relatives or descendants, so there is no need to arrange anything."

Lu Changan said calmly.

"Why, when you attended the funeral of fellow Daoist Zheng not long ago, Fairy Master was moved by the scene. Is there any unfinished matter that you haven't dealt with?"

A few days ago, Lu Changan and his two men set off from Wuqi Mountain to attend the funeral of Zheng Centipede.

Shi Xianzi did not have a close relationship with Zheng Centipede. They mainly took advantage of their travels to secretly go to the ancient ruins in the Black Mist Mountains.

At the funeral, the two later stage foundation builders showed up, even if it was just a simple appearance, it gave the Zheng family face and shocked the hostile forces.

In the Zheng family land, the two learned a detail:

Zheng Centipede died on the battlefield. There was no one to collect the body, and no bones were left.

The ancient ruins are as dangerous as the battlefield. Once something unexpected happens, they may die without a burial place and end up like Zheng Centipede.

"I and fellow Taoist Lu are from the same place, so naturally I have nothing to worry about."

Shi Manrong smiled slightly and suggested:

"We might as well agree that if one of us encounters misfortune, the other will help collect the body for burial and inherit his inheritance without affecting his own safety."

Lu Changan agreed to the agreement and comforted:

"Lu believes that with his master's skills in formations and being well prepared, as long as he restrains his greed, he will be able to escape unscathed."

…

Entering the Black Mist Mountains, the two slowed down and flew over at low altitude.

"There are many more monks in the Black Mist Mountains than usual."

Lu Changan murmured.

In the Black Mist Mountains, where few people visited in the past, the number of monks has increased significantly.

There are even sect monks guarding the natural cracks that pass through the branches of the Black Mist Mountains and the Black Blood Road opened by the sages.

This phenomenon is related to the Immortal Cultivation War.

In order to avoid the war, some monks fled to the outskirts of the Black Mist Mountains.

Some of these figures have very strong evil spirits on their bodies, and they are probably the wanted persons of the sect.

Half a month later.

As we go deeper, there are fewer and fewer traces of the monks on the road.

The area the two set foot in was far more dangerous than the outer reaches of the mountains. The monsters they occasionally encountered were basically second-order monsters, and there were many powerful monsters in the late second-order.

The most dangerous time was when a quasi-third-level demon bird flew past the nearby sky.

The quasi-third-level demon bird is much faster than the fake elixir real person. Once it is targeted, it is difficult to get rid of it.

Fortunately, Lu Changan reacted quickly and hid with Master Xianzi in time to contain his magic aura.

"When I came here before, the monsters around me were not so powerful."

Shi Xianzi was still frightened, so she explored the route in her memory and led the way.

…

"Coming."

After walking for another half day, a steep peak came into view.

Deep in that peak, Lu Changan smelled a dangerous aura. There might be a fake elixir level or even a real third level demon.

Fortunately, there is no need to go any further, as the location of the ancient ruins in Fairy Shi's memory is not far away.

The two of them flew to the bottom of several dangerous peaks.

A rotten swamp, covering hundreds of acres, came into view.

Far away, Lu Changan smelled a foul smell, which was the poisonous gas emitted from the rotting swamp.

Even foundation-building monks will feel dizzy after taking a whiff of it.

In the swamp, there are some poisonous snakes, insects, and scorpions, including hidden and terrifying species.

Both monks and monsters should stay away from each other.

Perhaps due to the environmental factors of poisonous gas, this swamp's isolating effect on spiritual consciousness is far greater than that of ordinary rock formations.

"It seems like someone has been here."

Shi Manrong's eyes fixed on a dangerous peak adjacent to the swamp, and his expression changed involuntarily.

The mountain walls there are covered with thorns and weeds.

At the same time, Lu Changan sensed the mysterious and cold exploration of his spiritual consciousness.

"careful!"

Before the shouts of surprise ended, the light and shadow changed on the dangerous peak adjacent to the swamp, and three or four figures appeared.

Hee hee hee!

More than a dozen lotus seeds with strange black gleams appeared in the air, shrouding Lu Changan and the two of them.

Lu Changan's hurried mana shield only blocked two lotus seeds before being broken through.

With a "tsk" sound, Shi Xianzi's black robe was torn, revealing her fair skin, but fortunately there was no bleeding.

The surface of the Black Lotus hidden weapon was obviously smeared with poison.

"A complete set of special and top-quality magic weapons!"

Shi Xianzi was moved, and she kneaded the secrets in her hands. The top-quality defensive robe lined with a black skirt surged out with a black watery film, covering her whole body.

Lu Changan held out a silver shield, which quickly rotated around him, making a "ding-ding" sound, and automatically blocked the other black lotuses that were attacking.

However, the attack of the black lotus seed weapon was only the first to bear the brunt.

Followed by.

A magic sword shrouded in flames slashed across the gap, forming a five- to six-foot flaming sword shadow.

A mist-shrouded cloud handkerchief expanded to the width of the roof, rotating in an umbrella shape, emitting great suction, covering the two people from above their heads.

Although these two top-quality magic weapons were used in the middle stage of foundation building, they put a lot of pressure on Lu Changan and the two of them when they cooperated with the ambush.

This is not over yet.

Over the swamp adjacent to the dangerous peak, a violent fluctuation of mana came.

"To be able to survive Miss Wei's 'Black Lotus Flash' attack unharmed is not an ordinary person."

The young monk with a high nose wearing a large cloak, with a strange look on his face, stood with one foot on the mountain wall, making a secret with both hands, and the magic power surged from his body.

A bronze Changge with simple texture floats in mid-air, emitting spiritual pressure that is close to that of a real magic weapon.

"The prototype of the magic weapon! The peak of the late stage of foundation building!"

At this time, Lu Changan saw the face of the attacker clearly.

They were four foundation-building monks who had been hidden by the third-level formation before, and only showed their bodies after taking action.

Except for the peak youth with a high nose bridge in the late stage of foundation building.

In the late stage of foundation building, who controls a set of black lotus instruments, there is a cold and charming woman with long hair, wearing a short and medium skirt, revealing her slender white arms and long legs.

Lu Changan sensed that this woman's mana fluctuations were comparable to those of the true disciples of the sect, but she practiced demonic techniques.

The remaining two people are in the middle stage of foundation building. They are an old man in sixty and a middle-aged woman. They control the Fire Sword and Mist Cloud Handkerchief respectively to coordinate the siege.

Just now, it was just the three long-haired women who attacked, almost injuring two people, Lu Changan.

At this moment, the most powerful young man with a high nose bridge, the prototype of the magic weapon inspires success.

Boom!

There was thunder in the air.

The bronze Changge flashed vaguely, penetrated the void, emitted false elixir-level pressure, and stabbed Lu Changan with lightning and thunder.

This attack, taking advantage of the situation during the siege, might even have the chance to kill an ordinary late-stage foundation builder.

"Being treated as a soft persimmon?"

Lu Changan first entered the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, and there was a gap in mana between him and Master Xianzi at the peak of Foundation Establishment, which became a breakthrough point for the enemy to kill or seriously injure him.
To be continued...