"Master, we have entered this Voodoo Mountain, something is not going to be right."

A clear young voice shouted.

Not far from him was a haggard old man.

The old man's expression was solemn: "Everyone gather together, don't run around, and form a circle back to back.

Always be aware of poisons around you.

As long as we are careful not to be attacked by sneak attacks, we will have a chance to leave this place.

Be careful not to slacken your mental strength, lest you fall into the illusion of a spiritual monster."

"yes."

The other three disciples responded in unison.

The two walked over quickly.

But there was another person who was walking away.

"What are you doing? Come back quickly!"

The old man shouted.

But this person turned a deaf ear and walked further and further away.

"Damn it, I'm going to save him."

As a leader, the old man cannot give up on his disciples without saving them.

So he immediately jumped up and produced some white feather-shaped air shields on his body to block all poisonous mist and monster attacks.

Swish.

Then I saw him grabbing the disciple's shoulder.

But as soon as he took it, he realized something was wrong and jumped back quickly.

Bang.

He saw that where he had just grabbed him, half of the disciple's shoulder had exploded into a bloody mess.

"ah!"

The disciple howled in pain.

It was as if he had just come out of his illusion at this moment.

He turned around and looked at the old man with a hopeful expression on his face: "Save me..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Duh sound.

A bird-shaped monster with a long beak as sharp as a spear pierced the disciple's head.

It sucked happily, flapped its wings, and feasted happily.

"stop!"

The old man howled angrily and struck out with his palm.

However, he saw that the bird-shaped monster did not confront him head-on. Instead, it hooked its head with its long beak and flew away.

Giggle.

When it screamed, it sounded like it was mocking.

The old man's face was ashen.

Looking at the remaining three disciples, all of them had earth-colored faces and were trembling secretly with fear.

No wonder people say that Voodoo Mountain is the nearest place of death in the Imperial City.

The ninth-level experts in the Triangle Realm are all pitiful beings slaughtered by monsters here.

Unless there is an emperor of the Four Directions Realm, or a strong man in the top 100 on the imperial list.

Otherwise, these people would just come in to deliver food.

"Master."

The young disciple called out: "Let's go quickly."

"Well, let's go quickly. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Everyone must stay vigilant and never relax."

The old man returned to the team.

The four people formed a circle back to back and walked cautiously towards the south step by step.

Hope to get out of Voodoo Mountain.

laugh!

A poisonous snake suddenly jumped out.

At first glance, the venomous snake is only as long as a forearm and as thin as a finger.

But when the poisonous snake trembled in mid-air, its size quickly increased tenfold.

"Bombard together!"

The old man was frightened and shouted anxiously.

Bang bang bang!

The four of them all showed off their special skills.

Tsk.

The poisonous snake's body split open, and dark green blood spurted out.

"Get out of the way."

The old man grabbed the young apprentice and dodged away.

But the other two disciples were not so lucky.

"Ah, my eyes!"

One of the disciples screamed.

His eyes were filled with blood and he was instantly blind.

The other disciple fell to the ground without saying a word.

It turned out that the blood poured directly into him, turning him into green pulp.

Hiss hiss.

The viper has regained its arm length.

As if it wasn't injured at all, it twisted around and reached the green slurry, curled up into a ball, and rolled in the green slurry.

You can see that the color in the green paste gradually becomes lighter.

It turns out that it used this method to absorb the flesh and blood of the disciple.

Both the old man and the young disciple were stunned by the scene before them.

Only the blind disciple was shouting nervously: "Elder Liu, Junior Brother Jiang, are you still alive? Where are you? Help me!"

Elder Liu was awakened by the call and said quickly: "Here."

He quickly walked over, grabbed the blind disciple, and said, "Voodoo Mountain is more terrifying than we imagined.

For this reason, the only way to escape from this place is to run wildly.

Walk slowly, no matter how vigilant you are, you will be poisoned.

I now use Bai Yu as a thread to connect the three of us.

You pull this thread and run with us!"

"Yes, yes, Elder Liu, thank you for not abandoning me."

The disciple burst into tears of gratitude.

Soon, Elder Liu completed the condensation of the white feather thread.

The three of them each held one end and quickly ran away to the south.

After experiencing the fear just now, the three people frantically released their true energy.

No matter how much you consume, you can't control that much.

It is much better to die from exhaustion than to die from being devoured by these poisons.

"It's almost there, it's almost there."

I don’t know how long I have been running, and I don’t know how far I have traveled.

You may even have lost your direction.
To be continued...