A low crying sound came from the black fog, like a complaint, gentle and sad, making people feel heartbroken.

Everyone felt their hair stand on end, and their pores tightened subconsciously. In the black fog, it seemed as if there was some invisible, extremely evil existence, secretly spying on them from the corner of its eye.

The cold gazes were like countless sharp cat claws that slowly cut through their bodies, scratched their souls, gently passed through their periosteum, and slid through their bone marrow, making them feel inexplicably uncomfortable and feel a deep sense of crisis.

The black fog was heavy and sticky, blocking the surrounding void. When Chu Tian walked forward, he actually felt a very flexible resistance. And this resistance was extremely difficult to deal with. The harder you try, the stronger the resistance seems to be.

An accompanying man in golden armor pulled out a top-grade heavenly weapon, a strange-shaped spear that was two feet and four feet long, with dozens of strange-shaped wind wolves entangled on the handle: "A lower-grade Ascension Realm, 'True Heavenly Weapon' Wind Wolf Spear, made of Qingcang Gold, and is extremely tough."

After introducing the origin of the spear in his hand, the man in golden armor thrust the spear into the black fog.

Regardless of whether they were spiritual or heavenly cultivators, they graded spiritual weapons and heavenly weapons according to their cultivation realm. The so-called heavenly weapon of the Ascension Realm meant that only heavenly cultivators at the Ascension Realm could unleash its full power.

Another meaning is that the Heavenly Artifacts of the Ascension Realm can withstand the destructive power of the Ascension Realm without damage. No matter how powerful a Heavenly Cultivator is, as long as your cultivation is still at the lower level of the Ascension Realm, you cannot destroy a Heavenly Artifact of the lower grade of the Ascension Realm!

The so-called "real heavenly weapon" means that this heavenly weapon corresponds to the masters of the "celestial race" who practice "celestial skills", rather than those ordinary heavenly cultivators who practice inferior skills.

Just like a Tian Xiu who practices the so-called top-level martial arts, even if he achieves the great success of the An Shen realm, he only possesses the power of ten dragons!

As for the direct descendants of the Jin family, they practiced the Five Metals Divine Casting Technique, and achieved the great state of An Shen, and their bodies had the power of ten thousand dragons!

As heavenly weapons of the Anshen Realm, many of the magical weapons in the eyes of ordinary heavenly cultivators may be just scraps of copper and iron that can be pierced by a finger in the eyes of the masters of the "Heaven Clan".

Regardless of material, power, or value, a 'true heavenly weapon' is thousands or tens of thousands times more powerful than ordinary heavenly weapons on the market.

Chu Tian stopped and looked at the Wind Wolf Spear curiously.

Below Jin Ao, all the members of the Jin clan stopped and looked quietly at the Wind Wolf Spear that was surrounded by green light.

The lower-grade True Heavenly Artifact of the Ascension Realm was difficult to destroy even for Jin Ao, who was at the higher level of the Ascension Realm. The legend about this layer of black fog and myriad evil demons that came from Haolong Zhenzun was very weird, and Jin Ao really didn't believe that there was such a vicious object in the world!

With a few hissing sounds, a lot of fine bubbles suddenly appeared on the smooth tip of the Wind Wolf Spear, just like a piece of soap soaked in hot water, and the tip began to melt rapidly. Under the horrified gaze of Jin Ao and others, the blue body of the Wind Wolf Spear quickly turned black and softened, and finally turned into hollow rotten iron slag that fell to the ground.

"Oh my God!" The man from the Jin family who pulled out the Wind Wolf Spear trembled with fear. He quickly dropped the gun and wiped his palms on his clothes hurriedly.

Normally, as members of the high and mighty Celestial Clan, these Jin family men would never behave in such a way. However, the killing power of this layer of black fog was too terrible. A real celestial weapon of the Ascension Realm actually decayed completely in less than a breath. If they had not taken the All-Effect Exorcism Pill and accidentally fell into this layer of black fog, how long could they last?

Jin Aodu shuddered subconsciously and turned his head sharply to look at Chu Tian.

The vicious Wanxie Demonic Miasma, like the grey mist, swirled and squirmed three feet away from them, but it could never get close to their bodies. Obviously, this was all thanks to the Wanying Exorcist Pill!

It had been so many years since Haolong Zhenzun obtained the recipe for the Wanying Exorcist Pill, but it was not until he met Chu Tian that he was able to actually refine the Wanying Exorcist Pill!

“Hu Xiaotian, you should be grateful! You should remember the kindness of this young master!” Jin Ao suddenly realized the importance of Chu Tian. He wanted to make more efforts to win over Chu Tian, ​​but the words he said were really unpleasant to the ear: “Do you know why I want to lead you to Juelong Gorge?”

Jin Ao said in a deep voice: "That's because this young master values ​​you too much, so I want to recruit you without hurting you in the slightest! You bought the flying Qingyun Boat from Huanling Pavilion. The best place to recruit you is Juelong Gorge, where the geomagnetic field is chaotic and all flying spiritual tools cannot be used!"

Chu Tian looked at Jin Ao who was serious. This guy couldn’t speak!

He had to talk about luring people into a trap, kidnapping and extortion in such a righteous way, and he also wanted Chu Tian to remember his kindness!

It’s true, I hit you on the left cheek, you should remember my kindness because I didn’t kill you!

This is so shameless that Chu Tian really wants to punch him in the face!

Of course, this cannot be done now. Chu Tian bowed to Jin Ao with a 'humiliating' attitude and said, "Young Master, I remember your kindness very clearly. Please rest assured, if you need me for anything, please just give me instructions."

Jin Ao's face looked better. He looked at the increasingly dense black fog around him and heard the increasingly frequent strange sounds in the fog. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "How long will the effect of the Wanying Exorcist Pill last? Haolong Zhenzun said that one Wanying Exorcist Pill can last for a month? Is that true? We are exploring the ruins, and if the pill power suddenly dissipates, it will be troublesome!"

Chu Tian pretended to be silent for a moment, then he said confidently: "Young Master, don't worry. The original formula of the Wanying Exorcist Pill can last for a month, but the Wanying Exorcist Pill I refined is more refined and longer-lasting, so it should last for more than two months."

Chu Tian smiled calmly and pointed his finger. The purple sun furnace with flames rising from it flew out. "Even if the effect of the medicine is about to wear off, as long as I have the materials, I can open the furnace to make pills again. I will never let the young master be in any danger."

'Open the furnace to make elixir'?

The expressions of Jin Ao and other members of the Jin family became extremely sinister, even with a hint of evil and cruelty.

The twenty packages of medicinal herbs that Jin Ao gave to Li Youcai were obtained from the Moon Fox Clan. Jin Ao himself was not in the mood to collect these herbs.

Now he doesn't have any raw materials left. If they stay in this evil miasma for too long and want to refine a new Wanying Exorcist Pill, only Haolong Zhenzun has some ready-made medicinal materials!

"Speed ​​up and catch up!" Jin Ao said without hesitation, "We've already arrived here, and they're surrounded by our people. Even if Haolong Zhenzun has objections, can he handle both the Jin family and the Yin family at the same time?"

Chu Tian smiled and nodded, then put away the Zi Yang Furnace.

The group continued to move forward. The black fog became thicker and thicker, and the mournful and weeping sounds all around them became gradually clearer, like soft threads that continuously penetrated into their bodies through their pores and went straight into their hearts.