Mr. Zombie rises from the dead

Chapter 700

Ye Chen was furious, and spared no effort in chasing the black panther. With so much concentration, he didn't even notice when he got out of the densely wooded area.

It wasn't until the black panther in front suddenly got into a cloud of snow-white mist that he suddenly came back to his senses.

When I looked up, I was already at the mountainside.

Looking down, you can overlook all the appearance of this big mountain.

"This cloud is not a cloud, but a condensed mass of spiritual energy scattered in all directions. Such abundant spiritual energy is extremely violent, and it is definitely not as gentle as it appears on the surface."

Ye Chen looked serious, looking at the clouds in front of him and muttering to himself.

As early as when he was looking at it from a distance, he had already observed and deduced the movement of aura in the mountain, and knew that the belt of clouds and mist surrounding the mountainside was actually transformed by aura.

He has no idea how many dangers there are, how many monsters will be brewed, and what kind of restrictions there are.

The panther entered the cloud, whether it was going up the mountain or catching that guy, he had to enter the cloud in the same way.

"Okay, let me see what kind of tricks I can play with one more favorable time and place."

After a slight pause and hesitation, Ye Chen suddenly made up his mind.

Since a leopard dared to go in, why didn't he dare to go in?
Raising his hand with a sword, the sword light fell on the cloud, splitting the cloud and revealing the stone steps below.

Taking one step forward, Ye Chen's figure came to the last step of the stone steps in front of the cloud, and immediately stepped into the cloud.

In the clouds.

Ye Chen immediately felt the sticky, damp and cold breath, as if his whole body was covered by something strange, making him very uncomfortable.

"How can the cloud and mist condensed by spiritual energy be so sticky?" Ye Chen frowned, thinking to himself.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed past in the surrounding snow-white clouds, and his eyes flashed.

It was known that the black panther entered the cloud and mist to take advantage of the chaotic aura and prevent Ye Chen from locking on to it.

But he showed up so soon, didn't hide any more, and made a sneak attack when he was completely lost in the mist of spiritual energy, he doubted the IQ of the black panther again.

Since the panther's brain is not so good, Ye Chen simply put away the fairy sword, and waited there with a calm expression.

really.

Not a moment later, a gust of wind rushed towards the face, and the figure of the black panther passed through the fog, waving its sharp claws, bloodthirsty and killing.

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth curled up into a smile, and the fairy sword in his hand suddenly let out a sword cry, and the majestic sword light swept out like the waves of a big river.

Before the black panther got close to Ye Chen, it was blown away by this huge force, landed in the clouds, and disappeared again.

"I see you and I still don't follow."

Ye Chen's eyes fell on the stone steps.

He wants to see how thick this fog is, and whether it can stop him from passing through.

The speed of climbing the stone steps is getting faster and faster.

In just a short while, Ye Chen had already walked a long way, looking around, he couldn't see anything.

The mist didn't change much, it was as thick and cold as when it came in.

The clothes all over his body were completely soaked, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to his body.

Strange to say.

Although the mist condensed by the spiritual energy has the characteristics of water, it is not water, because the water-repelling beads have no effect on them, and can also wet Ye Chen's clothes.

"Those who came from afar, this is not the place you should come to, you should go back quickly, it's not too late to turn back now."

Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life sounded in the clouds.

Listening to the voice, it seems to be an old woman.

In this mountain of eyes, there are still people?

Eyes widened, Ye Chen's eyes showed an incredible expression, but he was relieved after thinking about it.

Just because someone has a voice doesn't mean there are people, and who stipulated that when a sage refines an array, he can't catch one or two people and put them in the eyes of the array, and use them as artifact spirits?

No matter what it is, it is impossible for Ye Chen to retreat in the face of difficulties. He has come here, and this mountain must be climbed.

"Thank you for your relationship, senior, but this junior insists on going his own way and must go up this mountain. I also hope that senior will be a little more accommodating."

It doesn't matter whether it's a person or a ghost who is talking, in short, give a response first.

Otherwise, the other party thought he didn't understand etiquette.

After the words fell, the old voice came from the cloud again, saying: "Young people, why are you obsessed with obsession? There is nothing you want on this mountain. Even if you come up, you will get nothing except more danger."

"It's not for the treasures in the mountains, it's just for living in the mountains. Seniors and juniors didn't come here to hunt for treasures." Ye Chen followed the good advice.

"Are you really determined to go up the mountain?" The voice in the cloud asked again.

Too lazy to talk nonsense.

Ye Chen holds the fairy sword in his hand, and pulls a sword flower, splits the thick fog in front of him, and walks upwards.

"It's a pity that a young talent of the younger generation is about to perish here and be trapped for thousands of years."

A voice in the cloud sighed.

Suddenly, I saw a colorful light coming from the clouds and mist, and it was in front of me in a blink of an eye.

Ye Chen's face darkened, and he swung his sword with his backhand, and slashed at the colorful light.

The sword glow and the colored light collided in one place, and the turbulent force stirred up a gust of wind, blowing away some of the surrounding clouds and mist.

Huge pressure fell on Ye Chen.

He could feel that the person who performed this technique had a very high level of cultivation and was able to oppress him. Obviously, he was not in the realm of a mortal, at least he was above a celestial being.

It's just that although this light is powerful, it seems that there is something vaguely missing, and there is an inexplicable feeling of nothingness.

The true essence oscillated and fell into the fairy sword.

The fairy sword uttered a crisp sword cry, and a sword shattered the colorful light.

Ye Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the depths of the clouds and mist from the colorful light, thinking in his heart: "Listen to what this person said, going up the mountain is bound to die, and you will be trapped for tens of thousands of years, that is to say, the body dies on the mountain, and the soul cannot escape. "

"If that's the case, then it should also be a trapped person. It doesn't have a physical body, but only a spirit body."

"This can explain why the power it exerts is so powerful, but it is very vain and not concise."

"But the realm of immortals has already left the mortal body. Even if there is no physical body, the impact should not be too great. What is going on?"

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and the final answer was deep in the clouds.

As long as you see the hidden spirit body, everything will become clear.

Therefore, Ye Chen circulated more turbulent true energy, and the mental method of returning the three elements to one was unleashed, revealing a sharp aura from all over his body.

At this moment, Ye Chen seemed to be transformed into a sword, pointing directly at the depths of the cloud, turned around suddenly, and flew away!

(End of this chapter)