Along the way, Yang Yu's speed exceeded everyone's imagination, almost dead at extreme speed, causing sensation in the world around him, making the people who were traveling even more creepy.

"Where is the place ahead? Why is it full of fog and you can't see the way forward?"

Soon, everyone encountered trouble and came to a region. The front was filled with white mist, but it did not appear holy at all. On this demonic land, there were evil and weirdness.

"It's nothing, it's just some tricks. It's also a feature of the Taichu ancient mine. It's too demonic. There's too much ghost fog like the Senluo Ghost Realm."

Yang Yu looked at the mist but curled his lips, his face turned pale.

"laugh!"

Yang Yu held the deduction array plate in his left hand, and held strange magic tricks on his right hand, pointing them above the deduction array plate.

In an instant, the deduction array disk shines generously, but not sacred and dazzling golden light, but wisps of darkness full of domineering power.

Yang Yu's deduction divine plate emits darkness and looks very strange.

At this moment, darkness was raging, filling the world, covering Yang Yu and everyone.

"Follow my pace, and, no matter what you hear or see, don't speak out, don't respond!"

Yang Yu shouted softly, then turned directly into the ghost fog.

"Why do I feel even more numb when I stay in your black light?"

A saint son spoke from the Holy Land of Wanchu.

"Silence!"

However, Yang Yu's eyes slightly condensed and he shouted softly.

They had gradually stepped into the ghost fog, and a call full of demonic power had sounded in his ears.

The others were a little confused at first, but the next second, all of them changed color and their faces became solemn.

They also heard the sound of calling, as if there was a demonic power, and also filled with a creepy tone, as if there were dead people calling their names.

Soon, the Holy Son of Wanchu's Holy Land's scalp became numb, because in his sight, an old man in white clothes suddenly appeared. His hair was dry and yellow, like hay was inserted on top of his head, his eyes were empty and his mouth was without teeth, as if he had been decayed.

At this moment, he wanted to speak, and shout and inform others.

But he didn't do that. He remembered Yang Yu said that no matter what happens, don't react.

At this moment, he could only grit his teeth and pass by a certain ghost, and the old man who seemed to be dead climbing up was also following him and staring at him with his empty eyes.

This scene is not the only one who experienced the Holy Son of Wanchu. At this moment, everyone knew that his face was solemn and he lost a little blood.

Even Elder Xu Yuan's scalp was tingling and his heart was beating wildly. The more powerful a person like her, the more he was afraid of the unknown and strange things.

However, it seemed that Yang Yu's methods played a role. It took them more than ten minutes to get out of the ghost fog.

When stepping out of the ghost fog, everyone couldn't help but breathe and breathe.

"Just this little thing, as for fear of being like this, I have said that as long as you don't respond, don't care, and just walk out as a normal mind, there will be no danger."

Yang Yu turned around, looked at these people, shook his head and said.

"Why aren't you afraid? Haven't you seen those dead people?"

The saint of Purple Mansion spoke, looking at Yang Yu in surprise.

"See it."

Yang Yu shrugged and said indifferently: "But, with me here, I am actually afraid of them. If you dare to get closer, this Holy Son will kill them to ashes."

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The saint of Purple Mansion looked at Yang Yu, not knowing what to say.

How come a ten-year-old child feels more domineering and confident than the genius who have been saints for more than ten years?

"Don't worry, there are more crises ahead. A drop of blood is enough to destroy us and cheer up!"

Yang Yu waved his hand and stopped talking. He didn't want to waste his time.

"You really know how to restrain the unknown and weirdness?"

The son of Yaoguang asked, his face very strange.

"What kind of restraint or not? These weirdnesses are only born because of heaven and earth. They are also considered a murderous intent of heaven and earth to monks. Just drive away evil spirits and avoid good things and avoid them."

Yang Yu shrugged. In the Taichu Ancient Mine, Yang Yu didn't care about this kind of danger at all. He was worried about those ancient creatures!

In fact, when everyone continued to move forward and saw strange creatures and unknown signs, although they were scared to the death, there was no crisis.

If there are ghosts who want to get close to them, Yang Yu just deduced that a light was produced by the divine plate and then killed them, which was extremely easy.

I also encountered a piece of dust, stained with some kind of blood, which could fly and form a gust of wind, which made the faces of the Saint Son of Yaoguang, the Saint of Purple Mansion, etc.

However, Yang Yu still suppressed the deduction array plate. This time he just waved it, like using a fan, easily dispelling the dark dust.

As we moved forward, these saints and saints followed Yang Yu, all of whom were shocked.

Because if some of them are usually unknown and strange, they will be buried in the demonic land in an instant.

But now, Yang Yu is holding the deduction array plate and refining it like a god of evil suppression, and can easily dispel the weirdness every time.

Even when a piece of skin rushed towards them, even Elder Xu Yuan was so scared that he wanted to run away.

But Yang Yu just deduced that the array plate was raised, outlined a picture in the void and suppressed the skin, lost all its breath, and fell to the ground.

This time, the Saint Son of Yaoguang, Saint of Yaoguang and Saint of Purple Mansion were really shocked.

Yang Yu actually suppressed the things that were so scared that he ran away when he wanted to pull out his legs!

"How is this possible? What did you learn? Why are you so restrained and weird?"

Saint Yaoguang asked, her face full of curiosity.

"Similar to the source technique."

Yang Yu thought about it and did not say that this was a spell from the prehistoric world, but it was also easy to understand.

"I'm afraid, it's already done!"

Hearing Yang Yu's answer, the eyes of the several saints and the saints condensed.

Yang Yu is only ten years old. How did he achieve this kind of magical skill?

However, as he gradually approached the area of ​​Sori Ri Ridge, Yang Yu's magic trick was not very effective because many real living creatures appeared.

These are ancient creatures, and they are born like demons, and can only suppress them with absolute combat power.

At this time, Elder Xu Yuan began to play her role. A powerful person was still strong enough. Even in the Taichu Ancient Mine, he could still occupies some areas!

Soon, Yang Yu swept through the strangeness, and Elder Xu Yuan raised his hand to suppress the ancient creatures. Everyone spanned thousands of miles of the ancient Taichu mine almost like a tourist adventure, and came to the Sori Ridge.
Chapter completed!