Chapter 493 The Strange Fog Spreads!

"Impossible!"

At this time, a young monk seemed unable to accept such a result, so he immediately screamed: "This is impossible, you must be exaggerating, right? Where did the strange domain come from? Don't scare people."

While speaking, the young monk kept looking at other people around him, as if he wanted to seek the approval of others and then resist the dangerous remarks of the old monk together.

However, the old monk did not have any intention of refutation at all, and the sorrow and despair on his face became more and more serious.

Seeing this, the other monks around were shocked and doubtful, but they deeply felt the despair of the old monk and did not dare to disbelieve it for a while.

"Fellow Daoist, where did you know this?"

"Yes, yes, how did you know it? There is a record in that ancient book, why haven't I seen it?"

"Is it true? But why haven't I heard of the strange domain?"

"That thousand-foot-high tree monster is also strange? What should we do?"

More and more monks gathered around, and after learning about the news of the strange domain, everyone was talking frantically.

Some people questioned it, while others believed it.

In short, many people were frightened and had no intention of risking their lives to test the authenticity of the strange domain.

"In that case, we must leave the market immediately, the farther the better!"

A strong monk called out with a heavy face.

Another old man also echoed at this time: "That's right, I don't want to wait until the strange domain really appears, I will leave here now."

The old monk seemed to be extremely angry, and turned around and wanted to leave the market.

Many people's faces changed, and they subconsciously wanted to leave with him.

However, the young man who questioned the old monk just now sneered and said: "Leave? Two Jindan-level strong men are fighting outside, even if it's just the aftermath, it's not something we can bear at all. How can you leave? Aren't you afraid of dying unclearly?"

As soon as these words came out, those who wanted to leave this place paused and hesitated, obviously thinking of this problem.

Before the hot-tempered old monk could say anything, someone not far away suddenly pointed outside and shouted: "Oh my God, look, what is that?"

Many people subconsciously cast their eyes in the direction that person pointed, and then their faces suddenly changed.

"What? This is impossible? When did the strange fog spread here?"

"It's over, it's really over now, the strange fog has actually covered us!"

"Why is it like this? Wasn't the strange fog suppressed by the Jindan Patriarch of Qingyun Sect just now?"

"Oh my God, are we really going to be trapped here to death?"

After seeing the scene outside, everyone present was extremely panicked.

Even Wei Hong's face was solemn and gloomy, and his eyes were full of unspeakable gloom.

Just because at this time they could clearly see that large patches of strange fog had begun to appear not far away from the market. The appearance of these strange fogs could be said to be without any signs, but they were overwhelming and terrifying.

At this moment, it seemed that the entire Qingyun Mountain, the entire Qingyun Sect, including the road at the foot of the mountain, were all surrounded by strange fog.

Wei Hong even guessed that based on the distance they had seen so far, the Qingyun Sect within a radius of 100 miles had been completely surrounded by strange fog, just like an isolated island, and it would be extremely difficult to escape.

"No!!!"

Seeing this scene, the old monk who was originally preparing to escape from this place suddenly screamed shrilly, as if even the last bit of life had been deprived, so that he almost vomited blood in anger.

Many people also showed a trace of despair on their faces. No one expected that the situation would collapse so quickly!

For a moment, everyone was silent with panic and helplessness on their faces.

Everyone was also in a state of helplessness, and had no idea what to do.

Wei Hong frowned, and a hint of uneasiness rose in his heart.

He couldn't help but look up at the sky again. At this time, the fight between the giant tree demon and the Jindan strongman was still going on.

The two powerful men fought and collided with each other in waves, and neither of them seemed to have any intention of retreating.

At this time, the dozens of long dragon-like branches on the trunk of the tree demon whipped the Jindan strongman again.

At the same time, the two extremely long and extremely strong arms of the tree demon actually emitted a green light, and sharp wooden thorns about ten feet long emerged, and then the two arms like thorns suddenly pressed towards the Jindan strongman, and cooperated with dozens of long dragon-like branches, as if they wanted to completely surround and trap the Jindan strongman to death.

Facing the terrifying attack of the giant tree demon, the Jindan strongman did not dare to neglect it at this time. He opened his mouth and spit out a ball of blue flames. The flames rose against the wind and took the initiative to meet the arms and branches of the tree demon.

Using fire to overcome wood, the response of the Jindan ancestor of Qingyun Sect was obviously not bad, and it seemed that the ball of blue flames was definitely not an ordinary thing. Before it got close, the branches subconsciously shrank.

In addition, the Jindan strongman once again sacrificed the Ziyang Bell, turning it into a purple bell and flying over the tree monster's head, then vibrating it violently, and immediately emitted waves of terrifying sound waves.

This was not over yet, the Jindan ancestor of Qingyun Sect actually threw out a golden talisman at this time, and in an instant, the golden talisman turned into thousands of tiny golden flying needles, and then stabbed the giant tree monster fiercely.

Compared to the killing moves of the tree demon, the means of the Jindan strongman are obviously not to be underestimated.

"Talisman treasure?"

Seeing the golden talisman, Wei Hong subconsciously murmured with a look of surprise on his face.

Obviously, the golden talisman was the talisman treasure that Wei Hong mentioned.

The so-called talisman treasure is not a talisman, but a pseudo-magic weapon made by Jindan strongmen or Yuanying Zhenren, who can cultivate magic weapons. To put it bluntly, it is to seal a part of the power of the magic weapon cultivated by oneself onto a specific talisman paper, so that the talisman paper can become a talisman treasure, so that the powerful power of the magic weapon can be exerted.

Of course, the price of doing so is that the magic weapon will be damaged a lot, and it will take dozens or even hundreds of years of nourishment to restore it, so ordinary cultivators will never make talismans.

Moreover, the power of talismans varies, and is generally directly related to the cultivation of the cultivator who seals the talisman treasure.

Obviously, the talisman treasure that the Jindan strongman of Qingyun Sect treasured was definitely not an ordinary item.

As expected, the tens of thousands of golden flying needles were extremely fast and densely packed, making it impossible for the tree monster to dodge. It was pierced with countless fist-sized tree holes.

Moreover, the blue flames could be said to ignite and burn wherever they touched. In just a few breaths, more than ten branches were burned to ashes, and they were even spreading to the tree monster's body.