Master of Great Calamity

Among the disciples of Shenxiao Peak, Yan Ji still has great prestige, even though he is now a prisoner of Xiaozhu Peak, his words are actually more prestigious than Xiaojiao Ling Hongbo. At least after listening to his words, those disciples of Shenxiao Peak who were filled with depression and were very dissatisfied didn't say anything else at this time. No matter how unwilling he was, he could only clean up quickly at this time, followed the footsteps of Xiaozhufeng, and quickly headed towards the Bahuang Yuntai in the north of Moxi Lake.

Then these dissatisfaction were quickly replaced by joy!

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

In the sky, the demonic aura was thick and dense, and the sky seemed to be covered with layers of heavy ink. It was getting darker and darker. This was not at all what Junior Sister Qiao had guessed before. It was because she went deep into the Demonic Breath Lake and found that the demonic aura was getting heavier and heavier. It was clear that it was really getting thicker, and there was a sharp howling wind blowing violently between the heavens and the earth!

That kind of gust of wind drove the devilish energy that permeated the world, crazy and exaggerated!

All the disciples of the Qingyang Sect even saw with their own eyes that a black tornado visible to the naked eye whizzed up and rolled over not far behind them, pulling up countless giant trees and barren mountains and turning them into powder. This made them feel extremely lucky, because if they didn't leave in time, or if they left a little later, they would definitely come into direct contact with this tornado, which is unimaginable...

What exactly is this change?

I haven't heard of such a change in Moxi Lake before?

All the disciples panicked at this moment. Before entering the Demon’s Breath Lake, they had made preparations and learned about some possible dangers. Although some people knew enough about it and some did it in a simple way, what is certain is that no one has seen any records about this mutation. This seems to be a dangerous thing that no one has ever encountered before!

Hurry up, we must arrive at Bahuang Yuntai within one day!

Soon, everyone reached a consensus and hurried on their way desperately.

The dark magic breath in this magic breath lake is getting stronger and stronger!

At this time, there is no need for Fang Yuan to remind again, and Fang Yuan does not need to think about how his crisis intuition came about!

It's very simple, the dark demonic breath around them is getting stronger and stronger.

They entered the Devil's Breath Lake, and the biggest danger they faced, and also the most common danger, was the dark devil's breath, which could take people's lives and even turn them into monsters. All their disciples had an aura of aura. Using their minds to control this kind of aura, they could resist the dark devil's breath to a certain extent, but this was also limited!

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

Before Fang Yuan set up a big formation, trapped the disciples of Shenxiao Peak in it, and forced Yan Ji to kneel down and plead guilty, because he attracted a large amount of dark magic energy into the formation, which made all the disciples of Shenxiao Peak face the danger of their lives!

Now, the danger they are facing is similar to Fang Yuan's arrangement in the formation before!

A gust of wind full of dark demonic breath swept over from a distance out of the air, and it seemed to make people feel hairy...

This is simply unpredictable, what is going on...

Of course, this is not the time to think about this issue. It is only serious to leave quickly and rush to the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace.

The disciples of the peaks of the Qingyang Sect listen to the order, and no matter how the trial is completed, they will immediately rush to the Bahuang Yuntai to meet up!

Just when the disciples were a little rejoiced that they left one step earlier, Fang Yuan and Xiaojiao's communication jade talisman came with a spiritual thought, and the one who conveyed the spiritual thought was Wu Qing, the true disciple of Ziyun Peak, with a very anxious tone. When Fang Yuan heard this divine thought, he exchanged a glance with Xiaojiao, it seemed that they were not the only ones who encountered such a change, Ziyunfeng was also the same.

The qi invigorating pills that are still on hand now are all distributed, and each takes it, and then drives the flying magic weapon. It is best not to use magic power to control it, and use the spirit stone as the source, and travel at the highest speed. Just be careful not to fly more than three feet...

Realizing that the problem might be more serious than he imagined, Fang Yuan quickly made a decision.

In the Devil's Breath Lake, the dark devil's breath permeates everywhere. In the midair, it is more dangerous than the ground, and the devil's breath is also thicker. Therefore, it is generally recognized that in the Devil's Breath Lake, it is best not to drive the magic weapon on the road. Even if you want to hurry, you can only fly close to the ground.

Shoot Shoot Shoot Shoot

The disciples didn't care too much, they all sacrificed the flying magic weapon, stuck to the ground, and hurried on their way.

At this time, the gap between Shenxiao Peak and Xiaozhufeng can be seen. The disciples of Shenxiao Peak almost all have a flying magic weapon, and they are proficient in driving it, while the Xiaozhufeng disciples are obviously much more unfamiliar, and there are two or three people riding a magic weapon together. out.

This has always been something that the other side of the Magic Treasure Pavilion originally harbored resentment for. This great disciple of True Inheritance had long had the right to receive the flying magic weapons, but he himself was not interested in it, and he never picked it up. He finally went there when the trial of the Demon’s Breath Lake was about to start. As a result, he got back all the flying magic weapons and distributed them to all the disciples in one go, which made people speechless!

Of course, the current situation proves that what Fang Yuan did was right.

In a dangerous place like Moxi Lake, it is indeed necessary to prepare more means of life-saving!

Hurry up, but don't panic and fear. The divine power of that aura of light depends on one's will. The more panicked one's heart is, the less powerful the amulet of light will be. Those who could have resisted the evil breath of darkness may not be able to resist it and fall into darkness...

At this time, Fang Yuan also set foot on his magic flying weapon, which was the wooden kite modified by him and Steward Sun, and flew in the wind. Even when he was so anxious, the peculiar shape of the broken wooden kite caused all the disciples to look sideways, as if they didn't expect this true disciple to be so...

……frugal!

Junior sister Xiao Qiao, Xiaojiao and the others couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to drag Fang Yuan into their flying magic weapon.

But soon, they dismissed the idea!

Because they found that although the wooden kite looked tattered, under Fang Yuan's control, it was very agile, moving left and right, forward and backward, very fast, no worse than the flying magic weapon they controlled. At certain times, Fang Yuan flew forward tens of feet in an instant with a slight thought. This speed, even they were a little tongue-twisting, seemed very terrifying...

boom!

Not long after they stepped on the flying magic weapon, suddenly, a gust of wind swept over from the slanting stab. The gust of wind was as thick as ink, carrying an indescribable sense of darkness. It came very suddenly, and rolled straight towards the disciples of Qingyang sect who were on their way. Seeing that almost half of the disciples of Xiaozhufeng were about to be swept in by this gust of wind, everyone was shocked!

Go!

Fang Yuan caught a glimpse, and was also shocked.

The wooden kite under her feet flew backward in an instant, pinched the magic formula with her left hand, and immediately a monstrous flame rose up, turning into a fire dragon and slamming into the gust of wind, driven by the black and yellow aura, the power of the fire dragon was indescribable.

Ah... Brother Fang Yuan, help me...

But most of the Xiaozhufeng disciples escaped, and the last two were still swept by the strong wind. They were in the air, and even the flying magic weapon and others were directly pulled by the strong wind. In desperation, the two of them only had time to call for help...

Grab me by the sleeve!

Fang Yuan's heart sank as well, the wooden kite galloped, and threw out the big sleeve of his left hand hastily.

This robe was specially made by the Immortal Sect for his true disciple. It was woven with Tianbaolong silk, and it was extremely tough.

laugh……

The disciple was almost caught in the strong wind. Fortunately, Fang Yuan's big sleeve was thrown in time, but he was able to catch it. But when Fang Yuan pulled back forcefully, he suddenly discovered that the strong wind was too strong, especially the strong dark magic breath in the wind. It seemed to have a tyrannical and terrifying gravitational force. Even with the power he had cultivated the black and yellow aura, he couldn't pull the disciple back...

Brother Fang Yuan...help me...

The disciple screamed desperately, with a panicked expression, only knowing that he was tugging at Fang Yuan's sleeve, but as he stayed in the strong wind for a longer time, his voice gradually became lower, and the aura above his head became extremely dim. At the end, Fang Yuan saw with his own eyes that black flames suddenly burst out on his body, and scales grew out one by one...

He actually changed completely in such a short period of time...

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

On the body, in some places, large holes were burned out by the black flames, exposing the bones.

But his strength is getting stronger and stronger, he still firmly tugs on Fang Yuan's sleeve.

Fang Yuan...shi...brother...hehehehe...

At the end, his voice had turned into a howling like a wild beast, his eyes were gray, and he stared at Fang Yuan coldly.

At this time, his strength was also much stronger, and he actually tugged on Fang Yuan's sleeve, ready to crawl over.

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

Fang Yuan's mind sank immediately, he stretched out his right hand, and the magic seal sword flew into his hand, and then he cut the sleeve with a backhand sword, and the degenerate disciple immediately flew to nowhere with the gust of wind.

When Fang Yuan turned around, he saw that all the disciples were looking at him with a little panic in their eyes.

Senior brothers, I'm sorry...

He drove back with a wooden kite, his voice was a bit heavy: I will do my best to take care of everyone...

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