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397: The Wuyin Sect, looking for the poisonous spirit bead

“......”

Seeing this, everyone's eyes narrowed.

They had just entered the Poison Swamp Area, and there was already such killing intent; it was certain that the subsequent killing intent would be even more terrifying.

One must know that this Poison Swamp Area was enormous, requiring them to travel along the swamp for two hundred li to reach its core. How many more dangers awaited them during that journey?

“Roar!”

Suddenly, the swamp trembled, water and rotten mud constantly surged, and several roars echoed. Dozens of blood-colored demonic crocodiles, like loaches, continuously rushed out, directly tearing and biting at everyone.

“Attack!”

Everyone decisively attacked, launching powerful blows, but they couldn't even break the crocodiles' scales.

Xuan Bei said gravely, “Speed up and move forward. These demonic crocodiles have extremely terrifying defenses and can withstand attacks from the Dao Repository Realm. Everyone, don't waste your stamina here. More demonic crocodiles are hidden beneath the swamp. If we get trapped by them, it will be troublesome.”

“......”

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately sped up and charged forward.

“Roar!”

As everyone moved forward, more demonic crocodiles surged out, easily numbering over a hundred. All of them had blood-red eyes, sharp fangs, and a ferocious bloodlust, eager to tear their prey apart.

Xie Weilou transformed into an afterimage, constantly charging forward. The people around him were also obscured by the poisonous mist, directly losing their traces, their shadows no longer visible.

“Roar!”

Suddenly, a demonic crocodile rushed out, its gaping maw instantly tearing and biting at him.

Boom!

Xie Weilou punched out, his fist print exploding. The demonic crocodile's head was instantly blasted apart, blood splattering, and its body plunged into the swamp, creating a large crater.

“These demonic crocodiles indeed have strong defenses. Without a Dao Repository Realm cultivation, one truly can't do anything to them.”

Xie Weilou thought to himself.

“Roar!”

Perhaps due to the demonic crocodile's blood, dozens more demonic crocodiles emerged from the swamp. These demonic crocodiles continuously roared, frantically pouncing towards Xie Weilou.

“Hmph!”

Xie Weilou snorted coldly, slapping out with his palm. These demonic crocodiles were instantly reduced to bloody mist, and a giant palm print appeared in the swamp, the blood dyeing it red.

“......”

Xie Weilou did not linger, quickly rushing forward.

However, his previous attack had already alarmed an even more terrifying demonic crocodile. The swamp continuously trembled as that demonic crocodile rapidly pursued him through the swamp…

Half an incense stick later.

Xie Weilou traveled thirty li, reaching a wide-open area. Here, there were only a few ancient trees, and the ground was relatively firm, but a dense poisonous mist still emanated from the ground.

“This poisonous mist is so dense, and it's all coming from underground. Is there something down there?”

Xie Weilou released his soul and looked towards the ground. His soul penetrated the earth, but he found nothing unusual.

These poisonous mists were seeping out from underground, but their source was not here; they were seeping from afar and continuously eroding the ground, eventually emerging.

Boom!

Just then, a graceful figure appeared not far away. It was Jing Qiu. She held a long sword, flipped over, and stabilized herself. Behind her were over a dozen demonic crocodiles.

Jing Qiu formed a sword art, and sword qi swept out. These dozen or so demonic crocodiles were instantly sent flying, their scales shattered, though they were not completely annihilated.

“......”

Jing Qiu moved, actively attacking these demonic crocodiles. Her long sword continuously slashed out, delivering dozens of consecutive strikes. The sword qi raged, utterly ferocious.

Rumble!

A few breaths later, these demonic crocodiles had their heads severed and fell to the ground.

Jing Qiu breathed a sigh of relief. Her gaze fell upon Xie Weilou, and a peculiar look appeared in her eyes: “Fan Shidi…”

“Roar!”

Before she could finish speaking, a fifteen-meter blood-colored demonic crocodile instantly charged out, its gaping maw opening, ferociously tearing and biting at her.

This seemed to be a Crocodile King; its scales were thicker, its body larger, its aura more terrifying, and its combat power was equivalent to a human in the Profound Manifestation Realm.

“Not good…”

Jing Qiu's face changed. She instinctively tried to dodge but found that she couldn't move at all.

The Crocodile King's aura had already locked onto her; with one bite, it could tear her to shreds.

“......”

Seeing this, Xie Weilou moved, instantly appearing beside Jing Qiu. He snatched the long sword from Jing Qiu's hand and slashed out fiercely.

Boom!

A hundred-meter sword qi erupted, and blood splattered. The Crocodile King's body was instantly split into two halves, blood gushing down and soaking the ground.

Bang!

The Crocodile King's corpse crashed onto the ground, shaking it.

Xie Weilou glanced at the Crocodile King's corpse, then threw the long sword back to Jing Qiu.

Jing Qiu took the long sword, reacted, and immediately said to Xie Weilou, “Thank you, Fan Shidi, for saving me.”

“Mm!”

Xie Weilou nodded slightly, then charged forward.

“......”

Jing Qiu looked at Xie Weilou's retreating figure, a strange glint in her eyes. She quickly followed him.

After traveling ten thousand meters.

Xie Weilou stopped. Ahead, more than a dozen cultivators appeared. All of them wore gray robes and carried long scabbards on their backs. Their cultivations were all below the Dao Repository Realm.

Currently, these cultivators were holding compasses, searching for something.

Jing Qiu stared at these cultivators and whispered, “Judging by their attire, they should be from the Mist Hidden Gate.”

The Mist Hidden Gate was the second largest cultivation sect in Heng Province, second only to the Hengyuan Sect. In recent years, it had been competing with the Hengyuan Sect and also possessed extraordinary foundations.

The people of the Mist Hidden Gate were skilled in the art of Qimen Dunjia, and their methods were unpredictable.

“Hm? Who are you people?”

Just then, these Mist Hidden Gate members discovered Xie Weilou and Jing Qiu. Their eyes turned cold, and they immediately surrounded the two.

Xie Weilou asked with an indifferent expression, “What are you looking for?”

“Kill them!”

Upon hearing this, the Mist Hidden Gate members' eyes turned fierce. They immediately formed hand seals, and the scabbards on their backs opened, releasing numerous strange blue insects.

These insects resembled beetles, with sharp stingers on their tails and potent venom on their bodies. Their wings buzzed as they flapped, and their eyes were blood-red. They instantly charged towards Xie Weilou and Jing Qiu.

Snap!

Xie Weilou extended his hand and snapped his fingers casually. These insects instantly turned into dust.

“......”

The Mist Hidden Gate members' faces darkened.

“I'll ask again, what are you looking for?”

Xie Weilou looked down at the Mist Hidden Gate members.

“Sacrifice talismans, set up the formation!”

The Mist Hidden Gate members' eyes were sharp and cold. They all conjured yellow talismans. They flew up, formed hand seals, and the talismans shot out, blood-red light flashing, instantly forming a formation that enveloped Xie Weilou and Jing Qiu.

“Courting death!”

Xie Weilou's eyes turned cold, and he stomped his foot.

Boom!

The next second, several beams of blood-red light shot up from the ground, like blood-colored threads, shattering the formation and instantly piercing through the bodies of the Mist Hidden Gate members.

“Ah…”

The Mist Hidden Gate members let out agonizing screams, their bodies struggling continuously.

“Die!”

Xie Weilou clenched his fingers.

Rumble!

These Mist Hidden Gate members instantly exploded, blood splattering, and in the blink of an eye, only one remained.

Xie Weilou reached out and grabbed the remaining Mist Hidden Gate disciple, saying indifferently, “What are you looking for?”

This Mist Hidden Gate disciple was already scared out of his wits. He stammered, “I… I'll tell you, will you let me go?”

“Speak!”

Xie Weilou's eyes were icy cold.

The Mist Hidden Gate disciple quickly said, “We were ordered to find the poison spirit pearl. The elders are also searching in other parts of the Mist Forest.”

“poison spirit pearl?”

Xie Weilou became a little interested.

The Mist Hidden Gate disciple said in a panic, “Legend has it that all the poison gas in the entire Mist Forest comes from the poison spirit pearl, but no one knows where the poison spirit pearl is. We are still searching…”

Boom!

Xie Weilou squeezed hard, and this Mist Hidden Gate disciple was directly crushed into dust.

“......”

Jing Qiu stared blankly at Xie Weilou. This person was truly decisive in killing.

“Continue forward!”

Xie Weilou walked forward.

Jing Qiu took a deep breath and quickly followed…

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