Among the disciples of Shenxiaofeng, Yan Ji is still very prestigious, even if he has now become a prisoner of Xiaozhufeng's order, what he said is actually more prestigious than Xiaohong Lingbo. At least after listening to his words, the disciples of Shen Xiaofeng who were suffocating in their hearts and very unconvinced did not say anything else at this time. Even if I couldn't be reconciled in my heart, I could only pick up quickly at this time, and then kept up with the footsteps of Xiaozhufeng, and quickly headed towards the Eight Wild Cloud Terraces in the north of Moxi Lake.

Then these dissatisfaction were soon replaced by luck!

Not long after Fang Yuan and others were on the road, the changes in Moxi Lake became more and more obvious.

In the sky, the magic breath is rich and the air is energetic. The sky seems to have been painted with layers of heavy ink, and it is getting darker and darker. This is not like what Xiao Qiao sister guessed before, because it is deep Going to the Moxi Lake, and found that the devil qi is getting heavier and heavier, and it is clear that the real is starting to grow thicker, and between the world and the world, there is also a sharp and roaring gust of wind that is violently blowing!

That kind of violent wind has driven the magic energy between heaven and earth, crazy and exaggerated!

The disciples of the Qingyang Sect even saw with their own eyes a black tornado that was visible to the naked eye, roared, and rolled away from behind them, pulling up countless giant trees and barren hills, turning them into powder, which made them I feel very fortunate, because if they don’t start in time, or if they leave a little later, they will definitely be in direct contact with the tornado, and it’s hard to imagine...

"What's the change?"

"I haven't heard of such changes in Moxi Lake before?"

At this time, all the disciples were a little panicked. Before entering Moxi Lake, they were all prepared. They understood some of the dangers that might appear. Although some people have done enough to understand, others have done something superficially. , But what is certain is that no one has ever seen the record of this kind of change, which seems to be a dangerous thing that no one has encountered before!

"Quick, you must arrive at the Eight Wastelands Yuntai within a day!"

Soon, everyone formed a consensus and rushed the road in desperation.

"The dark magic breath inside the magic breath lake is getting richer!"

At this time, Fang Yuan was no longer reminded, and Fang Yuan did not have to think about how his crisis instincts came!

Very simply, the dark magic breath around them is getting stronger and stronger.

They entered the Demon Lake, and faced one of the biggest dangers, and the most common one, is this dark magic breath, which is a kind of thing that can kill people's lives and even turn people into monsters. All their disciples There is an aura light symbol. Using your own mind to control this aura light symbol can resist the dark magic breath to a certain extent, but this is also limited!

The stronger the dark magic breath, the weaker the effect of this aura!

Before Fang Yuan set up a large formation, trapping the disciples of Shen Xiaofeng in it, and forced Yan Jitang's true biography to kneel to confess guilt directly, because he attracted a lot of dark magic breath into the array, making all disciples of Shen Xiaofeng All faced with the risk of life!

Now, the danger they face is almost the same as Fang Yuan's previous layout!

A gust of wind filled with dark magic breath rolled over from a distance, and it seemed to make people feel hairy...

This is almost unpredictable, what the **** is going on...

Of course, this is not the time to consider this issue. It is serious to leave quickly and head to the Eight Wastelands Yuntai.

"The disciples of Qingyang Zong Zhufeng listened to the order, no matter how the trial was completed, they immediately rushed to the eight wilderness Yuntai to converge!"

At the moment when the disciples were slightly grateful that they had set off a step earlier, the summoning Yufu on Fang Yuan and Xiao Chili came to a magical thought. It was the true disciple Wu Qing of Ziyunfeng who conveyed the spiritual thought. . Fang Yuan heard this divine thought and glanced at Xiao Chili. It seemed that they were not the only ones who had encountered this kind of change. Zi Yunfeng was the same.

"Now the Qi Qi Dan still on hand is all distributed, each served, and then flying the magic weapon, it is best not to use the power to control, use spirit stones as the source, hurry up at the maximum speed, just pay attention, don't Do not fly above three feet..."

Realizing that the problem might be worse than he thought, Fang Yuan quickly made a decision.

In the lake of magic breath, the dark magic breath is everywhere, in midair, it is more dangerous than the ground, and the magic breath is thicker. Therefore, it is recognized that in the lake of magic breath, it is best not to drive the magic weapon, but to hurry, also Can only fly on the ground, but by this time, under the heavy danger, no matter how many can take care of this, hurry up and score a point, it is an extra point of life protection.

"咻" "咻" "咻" "咻"

The disciples did not care too much, and they all sacrificed the magic weapon of flying to the ground and hurried off.

At this time, I saw the gap between Shenxiaofeng and Xiaozhufeng. The disciples of Shenxiaofeng almost had a magic weapon for flying, and they were skillful, while the disciples of Xiaozhufeng were obviously rusty, and there were two or three people. It is also impossible to take a magic weapon. The disciples of Xiaozhufeng are not yet ready, and the background must be shallow. Even if these flying magic weapons are still in use, Fang Yuan waved his hand before entering the Lake of Morpheus, allowing them Without spending any spirit stone, enter the magical pavilion to get it out.

This has always been a matter of grievances in the other side of the magic treasure pavilion. This true disciple has long had the right to receive flying magic weapons, but he was not interested in it. I went there once when the practice was about to start. As a result, all the flying magic weapons were collected in one breath and distributed to the disciples. It was speechless!

Of course, in today's situation, it turns out that Fang Yuan was right.

It is necessary to prepare more life-saving means in such dangerous places as Moxihu!

"Hurry up, but don’t panic and fear. The magical power of that Aura Rune depends on your personal ambitions. The more you panic in your heart, the less powerful the Aura Rune is. It could have been able to resist the dark magic breath. Into the darkness..."

Fang Yuan also embarked on his magic weapon of flying at this time. It was the wooden kite that he and Sun Guanshi had transformed. He flew by the wind. Not only did he have to take him with him, he also flew forward and back, and told him Disciples in the ranks. Even in such an anxious time, the peculiar shape of the broken wooden kite made all the disciples look sideways. It seems that he did not expect this true disciple...

……frugal!

Sister Xiao Qiao, Xiao Chili, and others, even looked down a bit, and wanted to pull Fang Yuan to their flying magic weapon.

But soon, they dismissed this idea!

Because they found that although the wooden kite looked tattered, but under the control of Fang Yuan, it was very clever, suddenly left and right, before and after, very quickly, not worse than the magic weapon they controlled. At some moment, Fang Yuan slightly moved, and suddenly leaped forward dozens of feet between them. At this speed, even if they were a little bit stunned, it seemed very terrifying...

"boom!"

Shortly after they embarked on the magic weapon of flying, suddenly a gust of wind rolled over in the diagonal thorn. The gust of wind was as dark as ink, with an indescribable darkness, and it started very suddenly, and was heading straight towards the road. The disciples of Qingyang Zong rolled over and saw that almost half of the disciples of Xiaozhufeng were going to be swept in by this violent wind, and they all frightened everyone!

"Go away!"

At a glance, Fang Yuan was shocked.

At the foot of the wooden kite, flew backwards, pinching the law with his left hand, and immediately a monstrous flame rose from it, turning into a fire dragon and hitting the violent wind. Under the impetus of the imperial yellow gas, it was difficult to describe that The power of a fire dragon actually twisted the violent wind a bit, and the momentum also slowed down, and all the disciples of Xiaozhufeng gritted their teeth and rushed forward...

"Ah... Brother Fang Yuan saved his life..."

But most of the disciples of Xiaozhufeng fled, but the last two were still swept by the wind. They were in the air, and even the flying magic weapon was directly pulled by the wind. In anxiety, the two people Only time to call for help...

"Grab my sleeve!"

Fang Yuan's heart was also sinking, the wooden kite galloped, and the big sleeve of his left hand was thrown out in a hurry.

This robe was specially made by Xianmen for his true disciple, Tianbaolong silk was woven, and its toughness was abnormal, and the form was the ancient robe style, wide robe and big sleeves, usually not obvious. At this time, Fang Yuan was infused with mana However, the sleeves were long and short, and directly pulled a current disciple out of the wind, and threw it on the flying sword of Sister Xiaoqiao behind, and then threw it to another person in a hurry.

"laugh……"

Almost all of the disciple was caught in the violent wind. Fortunately, the timely throwing of Fang Yuan's big sleeves was able to be caught, but when Fang Yuan pulled back hard, he suddenly found that the violent wind was too strong, especially It's the rich dark magic breath in the wind, which seems to have a strong and terrifying gravity. With his strength that has trained the Xuanhuang Qi, he can't pull the disciple back...

"Brother Fang Yuan...save me..."

The disciple shouted desperately, panicked, only knowing that he was pulling Fang Yuan's sleeve, but as he stayed in the violent wind for a longer time, his voice gradually lowered, above his head. The aura of light has become extremely dim. At the end, Fang Yuan saw with his own eyes that a black flame suddenly appeared on his body, and a piece of scale armor grew out...

He actually changed a person completely in such a short time...

In other words, it has become less like a person!

Above the flesh, in some places, large holes were burned out by black flames, showing bones.

But his strength is getting stronger and stronger, still pulling Fang Yuan's sleeve.

"Fang Yuan...Master...Brother...Hehe..."

His voice ~lightnovelpub.net~ had turned into a beast-like howl at the end, his eyes gray and staring coldly at Fang Yuan.

At this time, he was much stronger, and actually pulled Fang Yuan's sleeves, ready to climb over.

"Is this... the consequence of being eroded by the dark magic breath?"

Fang Yuan's heart was suddenly sinking, his right hand came out of the palm, and the Moyin sword flew into his hand, and then he backhanded a sword, splitting his sleeves apart, and the degraded disciple immediately followed the wind. Volume, I do not know where it went.

When Fang Yuan turned around, he saw that all the disciples were looking at him, and his eyes were a little frightened.

"Brothers, sorry..."

He drove back with Yumu Kite, his voice looked heavy: "I will do my best to take care of everyone..."

"...But now I really can't guarantee to protect you well!"