Kendo Venom

Chapter 1730
The opening of the enchantment entrance of the dark night secret realm was not due to the credit of these three people, but the strong impact in the secret realm, which directly shattered the enchantment, causing waves of destructive air to set off waves of storms, directly attacking the three of them, as well as the countless cultivators behind. Those who swept in.

"It's not the night demons, but it can still be controlled..."

The little hand on the horse's back was still recording, but at this moment, it was kicked by the skinny horse, and it almost trembled, throwing out the last bit of ink.

After such a sway, the little hand immediately rolled up the bamboo slip, and sent the bamboo slip out through a special method.

In front, the three of them stood side by side, watching the dark fog ahead and the dark storm that swept in at the same time. They were still pushing each other away before, but now they held the treasure in their hands tightly.

The crippled boy let go of the rein and held the sword tightly, his expression extremely nervous.

The bald young cultivator put the wooden box in the palm of his hand and stared straight ahead.

The blue-clothed old man looked left and right, finally took off the wine gourd from his waist, and looked at the world-destroying magic fog ahead.

"It actually began to spread from the inside to the outside. It seems that those guys are not inactive. They just drew out the magic fog first, and then started to prepare for the formal sacrifice to the night demons."

The lame boy analyzed it by himself, and then asked in puzzlement: "Since we already knew about the existence of the Dark Night Secret Realm, why hasn't anyone completely sealed it in the past thousands of years, or made this secret realm disappear forever in the world?" Woolen cloth?"

"We don't need it, but there are many people in this world who need treasures and opportunities..." The expression of the bald young cultivator at the moment seemed to be crying and laughing, making it even weirder.

Until the magic mist surged again, the three of them finally restrained their communication thoughts and turned their attention to the magic mist in front of them.

"It's not very strong, it should be able to block it and make a move."

After saying this, the three of them took a few steps back at the same time, exposing the young, thin horse in the middle to the front.

"Hey! You guys!" There was a low shout from the horse's back.

The lame boy shook his head: "I can't draw the sword for the time being, this is the rule set by my uncle, I dare not break the rules at will..."

"My drinking power hasn't been brought out yet, so it's useless to strike now." The old man in blue tugged at his white beard, feeling a little helpless.

The bald young cultivator still smiled strangely: "If it is the night demons, I will definitely suppress them as soon as possible, but now, it is really inconvenient to do so."

When he refused, many cultivators rushed up against the magic fog from behind.

All of a sudden, all kinds of colorful spiritual energy emerged one after another, like a rainbow of ten colors, countless spiritual energy intertwined and attacked the magic fog in front, with awe-inspiring power.

Some cultivators really can't stand it anymore. They thought that the three of them were all top-notch powerhouses, but at this point, they are still rejecting each other. They really can't see where they are strong, even if they are strong, like this It was unbearable to keep pushing and pushing.

In a moment of brain fever, these young cultivators around couldn't bear it any longer, and spontaneously joined hands to attack the magic fog in front of them.

Seeing that other cultivators had come up to the top, the bald young cultivator's expression changed instantly, as if crying at the moment: "Yes, these young cultivators are still very courageous. Even if we don't need to take action now, as long as they are of one mind, they will surely This part of the magic fog can be easily resolved."

The blue-clothed old man took a break, shook his head and said, "You just can't be bothered."

As a result, when he said this, he was stared at by two young juniors at the same time.

"We are all bound by rules, and the only person who can shoot at will is you, right?"

The old man in blue scratched his white hair and said helplessly, "Wait a little longer, give me a little more time, it will be enough soon."

……

boom! ! !
Things went as expected by the three of them, these cultivators worked together, and indeed within a short period of time they forced back the first emergence of the World Exterminating Demon Mist.

But the good times didn't last long, and not long after, the second round of World Destroying Demon Mist struck again.

This time, the cultivator, who had exhausted a lot of his aura, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

After they barely repelled the magic mist again, they retreated one after another.

Some cultivators have already started sending letters to the elders in the clan or sect, as they said at the beginning, and are preparing to go back home.

There are also some cultivators who are unwilling, always feel that they have not seen anything, but in the end they are forced to retreat by this magic fog, and they are really unconvinced.

So the rest of the cultivators stepped back a certain distance, sat cross-legged in place, and communicated in a low voice while recovering their aura.

The third round of world-destroying magic fog formed rapidly again, and began to slowly spread outward.

Until this moment, the blue-clothed old man, who was secretly complained by those cultivators as the weakest senior, suddenly took a step forward.

As he took this step, the air waves around him suddenly surged wildly, and the surrounding wine smell rose one after another, transforming into countless red spiritual power lingering around him, continuously pouring down from the top of his head——

"I come!"

The blue-clothed old man let out a low drink, his eyes radiated startling flames, his stature also grew infinitely taller at this moment, and in a blink of an eye he was like a giant, pushing forward with one hand, and actually directly The force held down the menacing World Extinguishing Demon Mist.

"Get back!"

The old man breathed out a mouthful of alcohol, and turned into a red flame like a candle dragon in mid-air, spinning and burning into the center of the world-destroying magic mist, causing the magic mist to melt quickly, at a speed that almost made the scalp tingle.

The group of cultivators who were still complaining about the old man before, their eyes widened at this moment, and they were all stunned.

The strength of one person... directly crushed the joint efforts of all their previous cultivators. Pushing out with one hand, they resolved the third round of the magic mist attack, but these cultivators, in order to resist the first two rounds of magic mist, But it took nearly a stick of incense time respectively.

"Sure enough, he is a strong man. I just said that such an old man is definitely not easy!"

"Thank you, senior, for your generosity. This time of helping and kindness, this junior will remember it in my heart!"

"Does the old man still need a granddaughter..."

The words of the cultivators behind him stunned the remaining two.

The lame boy looked at the bald young cultivator next to him, and then at the old man in front of him who was exercising his divine power. He was puzzled, "Why are there so many little fellows adoring you for making such a move?"

"How about we show our hands?"

The expression of the bald young cultivator returned to the state of a strange smile at the moment: "No, we are bound by rules, if we shoot at will..."

"Right."

Just as the lame boy nodded, he saw the bald young cultivator jumping forward and flying to the front of the blue-clothed old man.

"???" The lame boy trembled slightly as he held the hand of the skinny horse.

The bald young cultivator rushed forward, quickly manipulated the wooden box with one hand, and pulled out a beast soul in a blink of an eye. The beast soul bit the sword in its mouth, and stood upright, taller than the old man in blue.

"Let's help too!"

The young cultivator touched his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Go back directly, just one blow!"

The beast soul itself was burning blazingly, and the sword soul in its mouth pierced through it in an instant, passing through the world-destroying magic fog in an instant, coupled with the palm push of the old man in blue, they actually pushed the world-destroying magic fog into the dark night secret realm together. deep……

One hit, crushed.

The bald young cultivator stood in mid-air, surrounded by strong winds, and his clothes fluttered.

"That bald senior is so strong!"

The exclamation of a woman below made him almost fall.

(End of this chapter)