In the fog, Xiao Yi frowned and thought.

Even though those black clad warriors are dead, the fog demon has been collected, and the corpses have been smashed, the surrounding environment is still extremely dangerous.

Xiao Yi looks at her arm.

The black mark on the arm is still there, but it has stopped corroding.

The breath of stillness has been blocked by the purple inflammation which seeps into the arm.

To completely erase the black mark, we need to burn all the dead breath.

While burning destroys the breath of stillness, the black mark will automatically absorb the yuan power in your body.

It seems to be a dead circle.

The only way is to make this black mark have no "Yuan Li" to absorb and cannot be restored.

But if there is no "Yuan Li", he can not condense a flame.

Therefore, when the yuan power is about to be exhausted, we can only make a quick black mark.

As long as the last trace of energy is first used as a cohesive flame by itself, then, after the flame burns the dead breath, the black mark will never be restored.

This is what Xiao Yi can think of now.

But this is a million mountains, 100000 dangerous places. It is absolutely unwise and even fatal to use up the yuan power rashly.

Therefore, we have to get out of the million mountains first and then find a safe place to deal with the black mark thoroughly.

Now, for the time being, it is necessary to block it and make it rampant.

"Hiss." Xiao Yi took a breath.

On the arm, a more severe pain than before.

Although the breath of death has been sealed off, it is still raging.

At the same time, the high temperature smell of purple inflammation is also lingering.

The confrontation between the two breath naturally made his arm pain more serious than before.

However, the pain returned to pain. Xiao Yi didn't care about it. If the injury on her arm was stable, it didn't matter.

Xiao Yi took out several high-quality pills, crushed them and smeared them on the wound.

Corrosion has stopped, but severe bone wounds on the arm still need treatment.

The breath of stillness has been blocked and suppressed. The effect of pill can be fully exerted.

It won't be long before the wound on the arm will heal.

"Hoo." Xiao Yi breathed a sigh of relief and put down her arm.

"North hidden palace." Xiao Yi said to herself and frowned.

He didn't know what happened to these black clad warriors.

He has never heard of the so-called northern forces.

However, it is obvious that the means of these warriors are extraordinary, and the force behind them is by no means an ordinary force.

When Xiao Yi first entered the misty and dangerous area before, although he had a fight, he still looked at the traces around him with careful mind.

According to his guess, this group of black armed men should have come to this dangerous place for only a few months.

What do they want to do with a group of four strong people in Tianji, plus more than a dozen of them, in this hazy and dangerous place?

There is the fog demon. Xiao Yi never believes that the upright warrior has the ability to subdue him.

So, what happened to the fog demon at his disposal?

There seems to be too much unusual and doubts here.

For a long time, Xiao Yi shook her head and was too lazy to think about it.

He has always been optimistic, but he doesn't think much about it when he doesn't think about it. When something happens, he solves it. If he doesn't, it's useless to worry too much.

With a flash of light in his hand, he took out the wind holy pot.

Oh

The wind holy pot has just been taken out, and there is a shrill roar coming out of it.

The whole Fengsheng pot vibrated violently, and a trace of mist was struggling to float out from the mouth of the pot.

"Evil animal." Xiao Yi murmured and released the fog demon.

"Roar." In an instant, the fog demon came roaring.

Bang A surge of purple inflammation, surging out.

The crazy figure of the fog demon stopped in an instant and looked at the purple flame in front of him in horror.

It's just not smart, but it's not a fool.

Its instinct tells it that the flame in front of it is enough to burn it into nothingness and destroy its intelligence.

"Surrender, or die." Xiao Yi's tone is cold.

Oh

The fog demon roared and the fog surged.

Bang Surging purple inflammation, instantly blockaded the surrounding, the terrible high temperature, let the air a burst of distortion.

"Evil animal, I think you derived wisdom tens of thousands of years ago, hard won, you don't force me."

Oh

The roaring voice of the fog demon lowered, and in his empty eyes, a humanized appeal was revealed.

"People Class... "

"Lord People... "

Fog demon mouth, spit out the intermittent words.

Xiao Yi nodded with satisfaction and said, "return to the holy pot of wind, and release your wisdom."

The fog demon hesitated for a moment, and then with a whoosh, he returned to the wind holy pot.A touch of wisdom, slowly appeared, and floating in the wind holy pot.

"Seal." Xiao Yi murmured.

In the Fengsheng pot, the wind Sha, which is full of color, instantly sealed the wisdom.

Later, under the control of Xiao Yi, he sealed a trace of wisdom in the wind holy pot.

In the future, if the fog demon has a change, Xiao Yi will be able to break up its wisdom through the wind holy pot.

Of course, the strength of Xiaoyi can easily deal with this fog demon.

"Suck." Xiao Yi murmured again.

In the wind holy pot, a huge suction appears.

The dense fog in the whole hazy area is quickly absorbed.

These dense fog, in itself, is not ordinary fog.

Otherwise, the simple fog will never let his sense of desolation drop greatly, or even block his sight.

The martial arts with advanced cultivation have amazing six senses. Even if the fog is strong, it can never affect the vision of the warrior.

And now these dense fog, obviously with extremely amazing and pungent smell of blood.

If there is no wrong guess, it should be the residual blood of the people, monsters, etc. killed by the fog demon over the years.

Normally speaking, these blood gases will flow and disperse in a long time.

But the fog is dangerous, because there are fog demons.

As a result, these blood gases were trapped in the fog; over time, they even merged into the thick fog.

That's why the fog is very abnormal.

About half an hour later, all the dense fog in such a hazy area was absorbed by the wind holy pot.

Thick fog is also a wind attribute, so the wind holy pot can absorb and store it.

At the same time, the smell of fog demon inside has obviously risen to a level, reaching the seventh level of Tianji.

"Thank you Lord, master. " In the wind holy pot, the fog demon's intermittent sound came out.

Xiao Yi nodded and said nothing.

Fog demon, whose intelligence is too low, can only automatically improve its strength after a long time of accumulation, and almost can't use normal cultivation methods.

Doing everything well, Xiao Yi looks around.

The fog dissipated and the surrounding environment was restored to Qingming.

It's such a dangerous place. It's endless, but it's empty.

There is no half monster, no half tree, no half living thing, only the burnt black land on the ground.

Xiao Yi shook her head and went to the place where the upright and upright warrior exploded before, and picked up the bloody sickle.

Nothing is left behind in the self explosion of the upright and upright warrior. However, this bloody sickle has shouldered the self explosion of Tianji four warriors at close range without any loss.

"The best spirit." Xiao Yi took a look and then put it into the bag of heaven and earth.

Whoosh The next second, Yukong fly up, continue to drive.

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