"This is at least the material of a seventh-level dragon. Uncle Luo, this is too valuable!"

Nie Ying had seen a high-level demonic beast once in Mulan Grassland, but the demonic energy emitted by the fifth-level dark green python was not three or a quarter of the claw in front of her.

"Senior Nephew Nie, just accept it. The value of the Xuanyin Eye to Luo is equal to a seventh-level dragon claw."

Luo Hong turned his palm and put away the jade box.

To other Nascent Soul monks, the Eye of Xuanyin may not be of much value. After all, this eye needs to absorb a large amount of pure Yin energy in order to be refined and exert its magical power to conquer all ghosts in the world.

As for Luo Hong, he is worried that the super-large puppet plan has been temporarily shelved, and the pile of soul stones in the treasure bag are of no use!

After accidentally obtaining the Eye of Xuanyin, Luo Hong was in a very happy mood, and wanted to explore the Zhongling Mountains while the iron was hot, and then come back to continue her retreat.

Just as she was about to get up and run away, Xiao Cuier suddenly jumped up from the bed.

"Wait a minute, Uncle Master, this junior will go with you!"

"You? This time Luo is going deep into the Zhongling Mountains and has no spare power to protect you. You should stay here to take care of Junior Nephew Nie."

If there were powerful extraterrestrial demons in the Zhongling Mountains, it would be easy for Luo Hong to run away. A set of five-element escape techniques and four-elements teleportation talismans would rarely be able to keep him alive.

The same cannot be said for Xiao Cuier. If she really encounters an extraterrestrial demon that even Luo Hong would run away from, with her cultivation level, her soul may be wiped out in an instant.

"Senior Sister Nie is a pill-forming monk. As long as she wakes up, she can take care of herself.

Uncle Luo, you need me!

The gray mist in the Zhongling Mountains not only captivates the mind, but also suppresses the consciousness of immortal cultivators.

I have made several trips with Senior Sister Nie in the past few years, and I am very familiar with the environment and routes of the Zhongling Mountains.

I can also take you, Uncle Master, to the place where we encountered evil things!

Uncle Master, please let me help!"

Xiao Cuier said it in a coquettish tone at the end, which made Luo Hong feel dizzy.

However, what she said does make sense. She will save a lot of time during the peripheral exploration stage.

After pondering for a moment, Luo Hong stared into Xiao Cuier's eyes and said:

"Tell me why you are so active. You should be very aware of the dangers involved."

Huh? These words sound familiar.

After Xiao Cuier cursed, she rolled her eyes and said with a smile:

"Then the dragon shouldn't have four claws."

Luo Hong was stunned when he heard this, then burst out laughing and said:

"You girl, you're still as quirky as before! Okay, I'll let you contribute!

However, it is not that easy to switch to level seven dragon claws."

"Uncle Luo, if you have something to do in the future, please feel free to send him!"

Upon hearing Luo Hong relent, Xiao Cuier immediately expressed her loyalty.

After a while, Nie Ying, who was on the bed, watched the two of them fly away and sighed with a smile on her face:

"Sister Xiao, what a great opportunity!"

...

The Zhongming Mountain Range is originally a beautiful place with bells and spirits. Although there are no spiritual veins underground, it is still full of vitality. There are no steep peaks, but there is no shortage of spectacular scenery.

But now, shrouded in gray mist, the birds and beasts have long since fled, the vegetation has died, and all that can be seen in the mountains are patches of withered trees that look like tombstones in this mountain range.

Despite this, there is still no shortage of visitors here. There are no birds and beasts, but there are groups of immortal cultivators who come for the elixir and the Yin Po Pearl.

Right now, less than a hundred miles deep into the gray fog, on the outskirts of the Zhongling Mountains, a group of about seven or eight monks were being besieged by ghosts.

Judging by the clothes, they are all disciples of Huang Maple Valley.

"Senior Brother Liu, there are too many ghosts, and my mana is about to be exhausted!"

"Damn it, it's usually hard to find one, how come there are so many of them all at once!"

Everyone's cultivation level is at the 11th or 2nd level of Qi refining, and they are only on par with the Yin ghosts. If they are not superior in numbers, they can only try to resist.

Liu Xingye was the leader of this ghost hunt. They dared to enter the Zhongling Mountains when the gray fog had not returned, all because he was wearing a carved jade bracelet on his wrist.

This jade bracelet is a rare heart-purifying magic weapon. Within a certain range, it can protect everyone's sanity from being eroded by the gray mist.

Therefore, even if the situation was bad, this improvised team did not collapse immediately.

Because everyone knows that if you run away, you will die faster!

After using his magic weapon to block the attack of a white shadow, Liu Xingye gasped heavily. Suddenly his eyes narrowed and he suddenly activated his magic power. Another silver wheel flew out from the oblique thorn, blocking the flying sword.

The ghost intercepted him at the waist.

In an instant, the ghost's remains disappeared, leaving only a pale white bead falling to the ground.

Normally, Liu Xingye would be very happy about this and pick up the beads immediately.

But now, killing a ghost will not solve everyone's plight at all.

"Senior brother, if you retreat now, you can at least live half of your life!"
Chapter completed!