Chapter 4385: Magic Fog Comes

The magic mist boiled, but after a while, it became calm again.

Soon, Jiushan Saint got in touch with Ling Han and the others, and the four of them got together.

"Old man!" When the three of them saw the Saint of Nine Mountains, they were all shocked.

Because there were several black palm prints on the exposed skin of Jiushan Saint, and his clothes were also a little tattered, making him look very embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter." Nine Mountain Saint waved his hand, "I fought with the existence in the magic mist a few times, and I was not injured."

The old man said that when he came to the central area of ​​the magic mist, there was a silver mountain there, but he couldn't enter the mountain because there were a lot of black shadows there, all of which had saint-level combat power.

One or two doesn't matter, but the scale is in the tens of millions, how can this be carried?

The saints also formed a group, but in the magic fog, even the emperor's soldiers were greatly affected, unable to show their full power, and those black shadows were immortal, and they merged into the magic fog when they were scattered. It popped up again in an instant.

How can you stand this?

As a result, the saints had no choice but to give up their plan to seize the holy medicine, and withdrew from the magic mist area one after another.

Does this scene look familiar?

Yes, it's exactly the same as the Yin River and the Blood Sea. There are a lot of saint corpses or holy-level combat power inside, and they can't be killed no matter what.

Hiss, in the magic mist, there should be another quasi-emperor, right in that silver mountain?

It is also because of such considerations that the saints will withdraw without hesitation. If they really want to provoke a quasi-emperor, they will probably become corpses of saints and stay inside forever.

But all the great imperial families have suffered. What if there is really a quasi-emperor here, and like the Lord of the Yin River, he supports the ghosts?

If you let it go, it will become a big problem in the future.

Therefore, some people suggested to go to Dorja Buddha, let this Lord be the main force, and then cooperate with them saints and emperor soldiers, it should not be a problem to level this place.

But where can I find Dorja Buddha?

Since the battle of Shanhaitian, Dorga Buddha has disappeared, and the dignified quasi-emperor, if he doesn't want to be found, who can find his whereabouts?

Some people also suggested that if you can't find Dorja Buddha, then set up an emperor-level killing formation here. In this way, even if you are a quasi-emperor, so what, can you fight against the emperor's killing formation?

Of course, to set up such a large formation will not only take a long time, but also require an astonishing amount of natural materials and earthly treasures. It must be the concerted efforts of all the imperial clans, otherwise, any imperial clan will It is impossible to have such financial resources.

Therefore, after this suggestion was put forward, none of the imperial families responded immediately.

If he agrees, it will be a hemorrhage.

But the tragic battle of Shanhaitian was vividly remembered by everyone. If there is another quasi-emperor, it will really cause chaos in the world.

Therefore, after some discussion, the imperial clan still agreed.

The next thing is to argue, who is responsible for what materials, and every imperial family wants to contribute less, so this will naturally take time and last.

But when the emperors were arguing, an old man suddenly came out of the magic mist.

The old man was wearing a gray robe, and he looked like he was serving others, but no one dared to underestimate him.

Because, he is a saint!

A saint... is actually a servant?

Hiss, everyone was shocked.

They guessed right, is there really a quasi-emperor here? Otherwise, even a nine-star saint is not qualified to have a one-star saint as a servant.

All of a sudden, all the saints present walked out.

"Dare to ask, what's your name?" Black Flame Sage was the first to speak.

"The old man's surname is Yue. As for the name, it has not been used for a long time, and the old man has forgotten it." The gray-clothed old man said lightly.

Huh, who forgets a name because it hasn't been used in so long?

Of course the saints don't believe it, but the name doesn't matter anymore, it's just a code name.

"Fellow Daoist Yue, did you come from that silver mountain inside?" Guishui Saint asked.

Yue Shengren nodded: "My master said that there is no malice towards you, so you don't need to be so nervous. In addition, even if you really want to set up some kind of emperor killing array, it will be vulnerable to my master. .”

The previous sentence made the saints proud, so what if you are the quasi-emperor, knowing that you will be trapped to death with the emperor's killing array, you immediately sent someone out to express your kindness, but the latter sentence made their faces darken.

The Great Emperor's killing array is also vulnerable?

What kind of arrogant words are these?

You are only the quasi-emperor, not the real emperor.

However, since they already knew their plan and wanted to complete the arrangement under the eyes of a quasi-emperor, the chance of success was pitifully small—would the quasi-emperor watch them set up the formation?

And when the Zhundi is born, who in the world can stop him?

But why didn't this powerful existence appear?

Not only him, but also the Lord of the Blood Sea and the Lord of the Yin River. This shows that it is impossible for them to show up at will, otherwise they will have to pay a huge price.

Thinking about it this way, the courage of the saints is naturally enough.

Yue Shengren saw the reactions of the saints, and he smiled faintly: "This time the old man comes out, and there is another task, that is to escort the young master to the world, and meet the younger generation in the world for a while."

The magic mist swirled, and a young man came out in big strides. He was dressed in a dark golden battle armor, intertwined with Dao rules all over his body. He stepped down with one step, and boomed, as if the sky and the earth were trembling.

Everyone could see clearly that the young man's battle armor was actually damaged, and it was also covered with blood stains. Obviously, he had experienced countless battles.

"Spirit Transformation Realm." A saint said, but there was a strange look in his eyes, because he felt that if there was a prehistoric beast hidden in this young man's body, once it erupted, it would be very terrifying.

Ling Han is also looking at this young man, he has a strange feeling, this young man looks young, but he also has a feeling of vicissitudes, which is contradictory, but it is very harmonious on this young man .

He couldn't help but think of Little Qinglong and Little Red Bird. These two guys are actually a bit "old-fashioned", because they were sealed by the ancient origin mud before they were born, and passed through an incomparably long time.

Although in this state, the lifespan is hardly reduced, but in fact, they have indeed existed for countless long years, and they will be contaminated with some "oldness".

This young man...exactly.

It's strange, why do so many strong people insist on coming to this era?

Duojia Buddha, the Lord of the Yin River, and the Lord of the Sea of ​​​​Blood, could it be that such an existence, how could such a strong person be aimless?

Therefore, if they insist on coming to this life, they must have obvious goals.

Become emperor?