The Immortal Cultivator Returns to the City

"Look!" Long'er lay on a straw mat and fell asleep.

Long Zhan couldn't help but be excited. He forgot about Xuan Xiao's words and rushed over.

The two adults were so frightened that they broke into cold sweat.

"Brother, is it dawn yet? I just had a nightmare, it was so scary!" Long Er kept burrowing into Long Zhan's arms, while Xuan Xiao and Duan Ziyun hurried forward.

"stop!"

Before Duan Ziyun could react, Xuan Xiao had already seen some grass roots crawling on Duan Ziyun's legs.

"This is zombie grass, made from the resentment left by the people who died here!"

Zombie grass!

Duan Ziyun read in a book that this kind of grass can penetrate your body and turn you into a zombie-like zombie.

Fortunately, I crawled onto his legs, along with his boots and clothes.

"Don't move where you two are!"

Xuan Xiao went over and carefully cut off the zombie grass on Duan Ziyun's feet with a dagger, but Xuan Xiao became even more curious about Long Zhan and Long Er.

They were still children, so why did nothing happen when they came to such a deep place!

Duan Ziyun now walked more carefully than before, and came to Long Zhan's side. Duan Ziyun gave Long Zhan a simple diagnosis and found that he was fine.

"Is this the Dark Swamp?"

At this moment, the sun should have climbed very high, but the endless swamp was still gray, and it was so blurry that it was impossible to discern the direction.

"Yes, we have entered the dark swamp. We have no map. Whether we live or die, everything depends on fate!"

Xuan Xiao sighed, he was a sword master, but now he was still a mortal, just a little stronger.

"Brother, I'm hungry!" Long Er didn't know what was going on, so he was acting coquettishly with Long Zhan. Long Zhan looked at Xuan Xiao, but Xuan Xiao didn't look at him, so Long Zhan quietly gave Long Er a piece of dry biscuit.

Not far ahead, a shadow of a person seemed to appear. It would be great if someone came over in this dark swamp. Maybe they have a map so they can get out first.

However, Xuan Xiao became nervous.

"Long Zhan, protect Long'er!"

"What's wrong, Xuan Xiao, who are those people!" Duan Ziyun didn't understand why Xuan Xiao was so nervous. He didn't even have a sword now. As a sword master, without a sword, his combat effectiveness was very low.

"Those are not people!"

"Not a human!" Duan Ziyun suddenly became nervous.

"Have you forgotten, zombie grass turns people into walking zombies!"

The people in front of me can be seen clearly. They all have yellow skin, haggard faces, and shaky bodies. They seem to be very tired, but they still have to move forward passively. They look like zombies.

But the number is huge. Visual inspection shows that there are thousands of numbers.

Duan Ziyun began to activate his spiritual power, but found that it was impossible.

"You can't use spiritual power in the Dark Swamp. You didn't listen to what I said. You can only fight!"

"Bare hands?" Duan Ziyun looked at his two hands.

It seems impossible. He is originally a bard and a doctor. Fighting is not his strong point, let alone with bare hands.

Long Zhan hid Long Er behind him, holding the sword in one hand and holding her with the other.

"Long'er, don't be afraid, my brother is here!" Long Zhan was the most determined.

"Well, as long as my brother is here, Long'er won't be afraid!" He said he was not afraid, but his little hands were holding on tightly.

Roar……

Hoho...

Ye Xuan really made Huo Qilin anxious, and his attack speed became faster. Ye Xuan could only dodge based on his feeling.

One step missed, and the whole body fell directly.

Ruined!

This was the only thought in Ye Xuan's mind, but his body still reacted and he still grabbed the edge with one hand.

The fire unicorn came over dragging its heavy body. Such a huge body had a pair of eyes as small as beans. Ye Xuan's whole body tensed up. This fire unicorn gave people the impression that it was a monster.

This fire unicorn is not an auspicious beast at all, but a monster.

Ye Xuan's body hung on the rock wall, and the flames under his feet suddenly shot up. The fire unicorn raised his big palm and hit the ground hard, leaving Ye Xuan's hand empty.

The whole person fell towards the magma.

Woohoo!

Yeluhan woke up soon. Fang Mu was running forward with him on his back. Yeluhan opened his eyes and saw the light from the exit in front, and only saw the two of them, without Ye Xuan.

"Lord Yecheng!"

"Stop screaming, he sacrificed himself, so you can live a good life and don't let down his good intentions!"

Ye Xuan is a kind and righteous person, and Ye Luhan also knows it. Although he has been cut into pieces in his heart, what Fang Mu said makes sense.

Suddenly the ground beneath his feet began to shake violently, and magma was chasing after him.

"Oh no, this fire unicorn seems to be coming out!"

The only one who can activate magma with such great power is the Fire Qilin!

Fang Mu could only speed up even more.

Lingbo Weibu!

He is also a cultivator!

Fang Mu has always been hiding his strength. Even when he was fighting against Fire Qilin just now, he didn't show it.

"Are you a warrior?" Yeluhan asked in shock.

"What kind of warrior is not a warrior? Stop talking so much nonsense and run out and study it again!"

But seeing that the exit was right in front, he even used the "Lingbo Microstep", but his speed was not as fast as the eyes behind him. When the flames were about to burn up to his buttocks, he finally rushed out of the cave.

The temperature outside is low, and when the magma rushes out, it turns into gas. The huge pressure is squeezed by the cave, and the two people are directly shot out like cannonballs, and the internal organs are damaged. He was in position, but when he fell down, his body felt soft for a while.

Fang Mu covered his waist and cried out in pain: "You fell to death!"

They did not fall to the ground, but were still on the backs of the wolves. After the two gray wolves caught the people, they began to run out quickly, and they did not put the people down until they reached a place where the lava could not flow.

The white wolf king looked at the two people with his commanding eyes, especially at Yelu Han who had died in vain.

He actually snorted through his nose.

It seemed to show disdain for him.

"Brother Wolf, thanks to you!" Fang Mu was still close to Lang Tao, and the White Wolf King didn't even look at him.

"They should have gone out!" They say that when a person dies, everything from the past will appear in his mind.

But what appeared in Ye Xuan's mind was what was on the mural.

He had only taken a brief look at the mural, but there was one scene that he could still remember clearly!