This poisonous mist is terrible. Once a monk is poisoned by the poisonous mist, he will not die immediately, but will be paralyzed and lie motionless on the ground.

As time goes by, the toxicity will become stronger and stronger, and eventually it will penetrate deep into the monk's body, corroding the void bridge in the monk's body.

Moreover, the poisonous mist spreads very well. Although the corridor is deep, but with the characteristics of the poisonous fog, it can cover the corridor and the depth of the corridor for tens of thousands of meters.

According to Yao Xiong's guess, the aisle could be at most 10,000 meters long and it might come to an end. When that time comes, Zhuo Wen will be helpless in the face of the poisonous fog, and can only sit and wait until they are found by the two of them.

Following the poisonous fog, the two penetrated extremely quickly.

The aisle extends in all directions, and hundreds of meters ahead, there are more than ten branches.

"Let's search separately!" Di Ling suddenly suggested.

Yao Xiong thought for a moment, nodded, but did not reject Di Ling's proposal.

The two chose two aisles each, and quickly disappeared into the aisles.

After the two entered their respective aisles, two figures came from behind the aisle.

One of them is a young man in a black robe, surrounded by magic mist; the other is extremely strange, with transparent flesh and blood, and the dense blood vessels deep in his body can be seen.

"The two are separated, which one do you plan to deal with first?" The rebel looked at Zhuo Wen in black and asked in a deep voice.

"Let's kill Di Ling first. This guy is very lucky. The aisle he picked happens to be the aisle that my deity entered."

Zhuo Wen grinned, and led the rebels along the aisle where Emperor Ling entered.

The rebels followed Zhuo Wen closely with more than a dozen martyrs.

Although the martyrs move slowly, their combat power is extremely powerful, especially under the control of the rebels, the strength of the martyrs has become even more terrifying.

"I hope my luck is better than that of Yao Xiong. If I meet that Zhuo Wen earlier, I can get the blood of heaven earlier, and then leave the Luoshen Palace ruins immediately."

In the aisle, Di Ling flew quickly, thinking of Yao Xiong's various magical methods, Di Ling felt extremely jealous.

Although Di Ling's cultivation was higher than that of Yao Xiong, Di Ling knew that Yao Xiong had many times more hole cards than him. Once he stood up, Di Ling had no confidence that he was Yao Xiong's opponent.

In Di Ling's mind, Yao Xiong was too mysterious.

"Huh? Is it the end so soon?"

Di Ling stopped suddenly, his eyes fell on the closed rock wall in front of him, and he frowned slightly.

But when he saw a reclining figure in front of the rock wall, his brows were completely relaxed, and he even laughed out loud.

"Haha! Looks like God is helping me. I just ran into Zhuo Wen in a random aisle."

The figure reclining on the ground was none other than Zhuo Wenzun dressed in white.

At this moment, Zhuo Wenzun's face turned green and green, and his whole body twitched. It was obvious that he had been deeply poisoned.

Di Ling's face was full of ecstasy, staring at Zhuo Wen who was lying on the ground with burning eyes.

"Haha, it really didn't take much effort!"

Forcibly suppressing the joy in his heart, Di Ling slowly came to Zhuo Wen's side.

However, Di Ling did not lower his vigilance because of this. In the process of walking, his powerful consciousness kept scanning Zhuo Wen to confirm whether Zhuo Wen was really poisoned.

After repeated confirmation, Di Ling's eyes were cold, and his right hand became a claw, and he grabbed Zhuo Wen's body suddenly.

boom!

Di Ling squeezed Zhuo Wen's body, and then only heard a muffled sound, and then Di Ling was surprised to find that where there was Zhuo Wen in his palm, it was actually a pile of useless gravel.

"Illusion?"

Di Ling said inwardly that it was not good, and immediately flew back.

But before he retreated far, there was a dull sound behind him, and then a huge force acted on his back.

With a muffled snort, Di Ling's tendency to retreat stopped, only then did he discover invisible ripples appeared around him.

"Trapped and killed! Zhuowen, are you plotting against me?"

Di Ling's eyes were cold, and with a low growl, black mist erupted all over his body.

Countless black thunderbolts emerged from the black mist, and the sound of horseshoes could be heard amidst the thunder. JrNovels.com