On the Skeleton Demon, rays of magic light continued to be generated, emitting mysterious fluctuations. The long-brewed orchid light beam shot out from his eyes and hit the fleeing Bai Xian fiercely. Bai Xian suddenly stopped and let out a shrill scream.

The Skeleton Demon God naturally has more than one way to resist spiritual attacks, Skeleton Flame. All along, Dolai has only used Skeleton Flame for two purposes. Skeleton Flame is enough to deal with the opponent and prevent the opponent from making any further advances. Secondly, he does not want to expose his trump card to the opponent too early. The Skeleton Demon God controls the three paths of death, soul, and darkness, so how could he not have a way to attack the soul.

After the two beams of light were shot out, the white thread was instantly split into two parts in the middle, and one half of it instantly turned into a ball of flame and burned to ashes.

"Damn it, what the hell are you? I'm going to kill you." The white line was furious, and a very special and dangerous aura emanated from it.

Duolai didn't care about these things at all. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the light of orchid appeared again.

When Bai Xian saw this, he knew the situation was hopeless. He suddenly froze and disappeared on the spot.

The light of the orchid struck nothingness and dissipated into the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Duolai was slightly stunned, and his mental power carefully reviewed the sea of ​​consciousness! Scan!

Disappeared?

What's going on? Did the other party run away? The mental power dissipated. It seems that this thing is not the other party's real body. Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone killing a ruthless strong man from a sect.

However, even if he failed to destroy the opponent, the loss of this mental power would be enough to cause him a lot of trouble. There wasn't much mental power left to begin with, and if he lost more, he would probably not be able to do anything magical.

However, this matter must be notified to the old poisoner as soon as possible to avoid him suffering serious consequences.

With a movement of his mental power, Dolai had already sent the message out.

…

In the old poisonous creature's sea of ​​consciousness, a crystal clear blue light was hanging high in the sky at this time. The light illuminated the sea of ​​consciousness, making everything clear without leaving any corner behind.

When he got here, he found something was wrong. It seemed that something was invading his sea of ​​consciousness. It was very strange, so he reflected the magic phantom back to himself. The glass-like light emitted a crystal light, expelling anyone who wanted to invade his sea of ​​consciousness.

There were so many strange tiny insects in the backyard that he suspected that the strange mental attacks were emanating from these insects.

At this time, he had already emptied one of the treasure houses of the Black Water Mountain Sect and filled one of the storage rings to the brim.

He brought a lot of storage rings, just for this matter.

Storage equipment cannot be stored inside each other, so he set up many hooks under the wide magic robe to hang these things.

Just as he entered a secret cave, he felt something unusual in his spiritual world.

At this time, he received a warning from Dole.

The old poison was startled, and a chill suddenly rushed to his head. "What? An alien who survived from ancient times turned himself into a master of white thin lines, able to steal a person's spiritual world and use it for himself."

He immediately illuminated his own world and saw no threads or abnormalities, only a strange force outside that was spying on him.

The strange life forms that exist in the spiritual world are too exaggerated. Were these ancient people so good at it?

"Come and help me as soon as you have got the things. I have a lot of secret caves here, and it's a bit scary to move them alone."

Although Old Poison is a black wizard, he practices orthodox meditation and has some experience in mental power. Otherwise, he would have been dead by now.

…

Dolai took a look at the wizard towers and felt a little regretful. Without the protection of the magic patterns, these wizard towers had been completely scrapped.

There is only one usable wizard tower here, which is the central wizard tower. However, that wizard tower is connected to the large formation outside and cannot be moved at all. If it is moved away, these poisonous insects may lose their restraint and wreak havoc in the outside world. This is definitely a world-class disaster, and the degree of harm is comparable to that of a demon invading the world.

Since there is nothing left here, let's leave.

Thinking of this, he had an idea and headed towards the old poisonous creature.

The treasure house is still there, which is a thing to be happy about, but Dolai feels that something seems to be wrong.

When he came outside, he saw that the fog outside had become thicker and the poisonous insects in the air seemed to become more active.

He told Old Poison about the situation, and Old Poison replied that the intensity of the mental attack he suffered was getting stronger, but he still did not see the so-called silk thread.

Dolai's heart sank and he began to distrust the old poisoner.

Could it be that this guy has been hacked?

At this moment, he sensed something and looked back.

On the central tower, black gas in the air condensed in the center and fell on the tower, covering the sky and the earth. It was as dark as ink, as deep as a hell and as cold as a prison. It was caused by tens of thousands or even millions of strange insects that condensed every day.

Seeing this, Duolai's heart skipped a beat. Something bad had happened. That person might have really mastered the ability to control these insects. If he launched an all-out war against them, even his own Xuanshi worm body would not be able to withstand the onslaught of all of them.

We can't stay in this place anymore, we have to leave quickly.

His figure flashed and he immediately dodged backwards.

…

At the foot of the mountain, not far from the edge of the wasteland, the hunchbacked Sitley and a sinister middle-aged man stood secretly together, looking at the gate.

In addition, a person exuding strong spiritual power was standing in the distance watching this side.

Originally, Sterri was only working with the animal tamer Gus. This man who called himself Littum came to her on his own initiative and said that they could help her deal with the two men. He didn't want any reward or spoils. He just wanted the man named Tom to die.

He provided some information, and they learned something. The old poisoner and the people he brought already knew something, but they didn't expect that the man who came was just a clone, and he was also a pharmacist.

Most professionals don't like to offend pharmacists, but now no matter what, an offense is an offense, and there is no good way to improve the relationship. Moreover, there are not many potions that can be used above level six. After thinking about it carefully, they still feel that what they get in their hands is the most real.

The two men were a little wary of Nalitem, so the three of them were not in ambush at the same place, and Litem did not tell the truth completely. For example, Nadola was still the owner of a level seven wizard tower, and this time he did not come in his real body, but in the form of a mysterious corpse worm. It didn't matter even if he was killed, his target was only Tom.

After the three of them formed a preliminary strategic intention, they each occupied a position and ambush.

Half a day passed slowly, and the people inside still hadn't come out. They could only continue to wait patiently.

…

The wind and clouds in the Black Water Mountain changed. The strange phenomenon in the sky quickly grew stronger and the black color in the air became thicker, which made Duolai feel incredible.