In the next few days, everyone was still spending their time discussing the Tao, never sleeping, not drinking or eating, but it seemed ordinary to everyone.

They are all the top strong people in the world. They have essentially different from ordinary people.

Not only did they not show any signs of lack of energy or weakness, but they gained great gains and were full of energy, as if their skills were greatly improved.

Until this day, the yin energy was the most intense at night, and when the moon was full, strange phenomena began to appear in the wind tunnel.

Meng Zhao, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and others heard whimpering sounds in the huge wind tunnel, as if there were some Nine Nether Ghosts hiding in it. It was extremely shrill and had a creeping aura.

"Everyone, the changes in the wind tunnel have been opened, the yin is ten, the time of the full moon has arrived, and the misty divine wind will appear at any time."

The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace reminded that at this time, a pair of eyes had turned black, like two invisible vortexes, constantly sucking all tangible and invisible mysterious objects. It was the secret epiphany magic power and the Eye of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

This eye can observe the changes in the three realms and six paths, take advantage of the power of all kinds of qi techniques in the world, and understand the power, which is even more a small way.

Not only the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, but also the Emperor's qi-seeking technique of Meng Zhao, the Demon Sect, the descendant of the Demon Master Zhu Shisan, the Secret Soul-Leaving Eye, Monk Huikong's Great Brahma Eye, and the Pure Eye of the Holy Infant Boy, are all secret techniques or supernatural powers of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, and each shows their magical powers.

After waiting for this, I saw a gentle ray of wind blowing slowly from the depths of the wind tunnel.

The ordinary wind has invisible traces, but this wind is extraordinary, showing a dark silver color, hovering and flying, turning into a small wind, without any destructive power, blowing on everyone, but it seems to bring a bright color, brushing away the dust and pressure on everyone's body and soul.

In an instant, even though the divine powers of the gods and the souls were greatly improved, they became slightly drunk under this wisp of divine wind, as if drunk.

At this moment, everyone saw a layer of illusory hazy light emitted from the special rock walls around them. The faint whiteness was warm and the bloody smell came faintly.

"Everyone, everyone is ready and follow me!"

The Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace took a deep breath, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. Last time, he was chased in a hurry in this ancient battlefield and almost died. This time, he was well prepared and brought in many masters, at least with a cull, hoping to achieve the expected gains.

As for Zhu Shisan, Meng Zhao, Huikong, and the Holy Infant Boy, in addition to being vigilant, they also had a little expectation for this ancient battlefield.

This kind of secret search is still a very good experience.

With the departure of the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Meng Zhao and others followed him and soon stepped into the misty white light.

The moment Meng Zhao contacted the white light, he felt that his body was constantly being torn and pulled by a powerful force. The power was so great that he was afraid that he would be smashed into pieces if he could not become a god. Especially, this power gradually spread to the soul.

If the soul is not achieved, even if the strong master is strong, facing such powerful tearing and pulling power, he will die on the spot without the protection of the secret treasure.

It can be said that this white light is a killing situation. If you don’t become a god, you will definitely die if you fall into it.

This seems to be mixed with the power of space and formations. Even though Meng Zhao is powerful, he cannot fully understand it in a short period of time.

But in a flash, Meng Zhao appeared out of thin air in a brand new space.

The earth under my feet was dark red, and the red soil was very similar to the part of the soil on the blood ridge, and was soaked with a strong bloody smell.

Looking around, it is clearly visible within a range of 100 meters, but there is white mist all over a hundred meters away.

Meng Zhao released the power of the soul, but it could only penetrate a hundred meters of white mist, and superimposedly shot a range of 200 meters. Apart from two hundred meters, he could only blindly see anything.

And within these two hundred meters, Meng Zhao was surprised to find that there was not a single person around him.

Zhu Shisan, the successor of the Demon Palace, the Demon Master, Monk Huikong, and the Holy Infant Boy, can't see any of them.

"Hey, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace did not explain this matter at that time. Could it be that the space barrier was distorted and scattered, so when he passed through it, he fell immediately, so he was separated?"

According to the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, he entered this ancient alien space battlefield only once, and gained many benefits from it, but it was only once. After coming out, due to the danger, he did not enter, so he naturally would not bring people in.

Therefore, it is possible that the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace is not clear about the secret of this space barrier.

However, in this way, the little abacus of the Demon Palace Master was completely gone, and everyone was scattered everywhere, so he naturally could not gather the power of everyone. What's the difference between this and entering it alone?

Of course, if you can find someone who enters together and gather together, it would be a different matter.

At present, Meng Zhao was completely disgusted with this ancient battlefield, and he didn't know the specific direction here, so he could only take one step or look at it.

However, for safety reasons, Meng Zhao immediately summoned Emperor Yu's armor and draped it on his body. In this way, he boldly explored this special place.

Meng Zhao found a north direction with himself as the axis and walked slowly. The blink of an eye was already a hundred feet apart.

Meng Zhao actually didn't know anything about this ancient battlefield. After all, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace had explored it and told it as sincerity to increase the understanding of the situation inside.

However, in the narrative of the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace, there is no relevant information about Bai Wu. Therefore, Meng Zhao's position at this time should be something that the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace had not mentioned at the beginning. Meng Zhao had no choice but to think about leaving here as soon as possible.

Of course, just thinking about leaving here is not going to be the case. This time I came to this ancient battlefield to find opportunities, enhance my own foundation, and prepare for the impact of the realm of gods and demons.

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The red soil under my feet is extremely dark and contains bloody smell. It is obviously made of blood and has gone through endless years.

The white mist in the air around is also very strange. Meng Zhao's soul power can only penetrate a hundred meters, and there are several reasons.

First, this ancient alien space battlefield seems to have various restrictions, which makes Meng Zhao's soul power not satisfactory compared to the land of China. This is not because Meng Zhao's soul is wrong, but because the external environment is different.

For example, Meng Zhao's punch can smash a mountain range in the land of China, but in this space, the same punch force can only break a small mountain bun. His own strength has not changed, but the external environment has changed, as if it is solid and countless times heavier.

For another example, a student is the best in his own small county town, but when he leaves the county town and goes to the provincial capital, the environment changes, and it is difficult for him to be the best. It is not that his strength has declined, but because of the external environment, it looks mediocre.

According to Meng Zhao's own exploration, there seems to be a mysterious force in this ancient battlefield space. I don't know whether it is a formation or something, which makes the environment inside and the world of Shenzhou.

Secondly, there is something wrong with this white fog. It seems to be a thing made up of water vapor, but in fact, there is also mysterious power hidden inside, which feels like a primordial power scattered throughout the entire white fog range. Because of the same level of power nature, it is difficult for Meng Zhao's primordial power to spy on it.

As for the specific mystery, Meng Zhao couldn't figure it out.

As he walked and searched, about three hours later, Meng Zhao found that the white mist not only did not dissipate, but became more and more intense.

Originally, Meng Zhao could use the power of his soul to penetrate the range of the white fog for 100 meters. Now, with the rich white fog, it is even difficult for even fifty meters, just like an alternative blindness.

There seems to be some unknown danger in the outside world. Meng Zhao almost upgraded his awareness of prevention to the top. If there is any movement, it will cause him to rebound wildly.

This is not a big deal about Meng Zhao. In this ancient battlefield space, it was extremely dangerous to be exaggerated by the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace. Even a top-level man like him would die for a lifetime, so Meng Zhao would certainly not be careless.

Speaking of the battlefield, the secret realm of the cave heaven that Meng Zhao owned in Lingwu City is also a battlefield of gods and demons. However, the so-called gods and demons there are not powerful, and there are only two people.

Nowadays, the ancient battlefield is different. There are endless gods and demons, and even corpse demons and corpse gods are born. Maybe there is a supreme power. Compared with this ancient battlefield, the so-called god and demon battlefield is simply a witch and is not at the same level at all.

"Wu Ya, Wu Ya..."

The deeper you get into this mysterious treasure, the clearer the originally blurry and intermittent sounds in Meng Zhao's mind.

At the same time, deep in the spiritual sense, there was a deep dark color, as if something bad was about to happen.

It is hard to say that it is dangerous, it is just a pressure to put Meng Zhao into a black cloud that is about to destroy the city.

Perhaps it was his existence that alarmed some mysterious power or mysterious existence, so he had to deal with him?

"Wu Ya, or a crow?"

Meng Zhao stopped, stood with his hands behind his back, and his ears trembled. It originated from the secret magic powers of the Tingtian clan. The invisible fluctuations, with him as the core, spread the seemingly, triggering the huge white mist to start stirring, forming the appearance of a chaotic cloud.

He is not an arrogant person. Since he sensed that danger was coming, he naturally would not continue to move forward with a stubborn heart, and even thought, could he have chosen the wrong direction because he was unlucky and had such an encounter?

Just as Meng Zhao was still trying to explore the source of this dangerous intuition, the originally white mist turned into a bright red color in a very short time, as if blood was evaporated and atomized, and it continued to rush towards Meng Zhao.

A purple glow appeared on Meng Zhao's body surface, covering his body surface, and it was difficult to get close to him no matter how the blood mist surged.

"This fog is a bit interesting, it turns out to be a blood poison?"

Meng Zhao had extraordinary eyesight. Under the perception of the soul, he hurriedly shrank into the sea of ​​consciousness. Even if the soul was protected by magical powers and treasures, he still did not want to be contaminated with this blood mist.

According to Meng Zhao's analysis, this blood mist is likely to be spread by some extremely powerful and highly poisonous beast. This ferocious beast has at least a celestial being, or even a realm of gods and demons. It seems that blood is soaked in the venom in its own poison sac, and the two are fused into blood mist.

With years of accumulation, this blood mist may continue to evolve, giving birth to spiritual consciousness and spiritual wisdom, and having a weak wisdom to know how to disguise yourself.

Therefore, the blood mist turns into white mist, as if it is a trap used by hunters to seduce prey.

The dark redness under the feet is the land soaked in blood. In fact, it is also related to the drift and intoxication of the blood mist for years.

When you step into the white fog, there seems to be no crisis, but in fact, the crisis has already penetrated into its body silently and called it poison.

As for the previously suspected scattered power of the soul in the white mist, it should be the highly poisonous disguise. In order to deceive a powerful man like Meng Zhao, the soul that is contaminated with the white mist is actually poisoned.

Of course, this refers to ordinary, naked-fitting Tianren warriors.

Meng Zhao acted very cautiously, but he was inevitably caught. It was a mistake to use his soul to spy on the range of the white mist.

However, his soul is protected by blood power all year round, and there is also an illusory force transformed into the king of the country to protect it. Therefore, this blood mist poison did not really stump Meng Zhao, nor even played a role in it.

As for the damage to the body, it is even more harmless.

It's very simple. With Emperor Yu's armor, Meng Zhao was extremely careful and arranged a layer of body protection true energy on the surface of his body, which was naturally harmonious and unobstructed, and the poison of blood mist was difficult to invade half.

A cold light flashed in Meng Zhao's eyes, and he used his palm to strike forward. A brilliant fire dragon roared out of Meng Zhao's palm, and it was a hundred feet long. The huge dragon body was made up of raging flames, and a trace of true dragon energy condensed.

The fire dragon appeared in the blood mist. Even when the temperature around it soared, the rich blood mist began to surging, dissipate, and gather again under the blazing and hot temperature.

Moreover, the blood mist seemed to be controlled by someone. Countless blood mist poisons were stained by the fire dragon that Meng Zhao used his palm power.

Soon, the fire dragon turned into a blood dragon. Finally, with a whine, it fell on the dark red soil, and soon the gas was dissipated.

Meng Zhao's expression also shook. The blood mist poison was so mysterious. The fire dragon was made purely with burning power. It was domineering and hot, fierce and extremely powerful. Everything was burned. It was actually contaminated and infiltrated by the blood mist poison, and eventually assimilated and lost all its power. Even the dragon energy he deliberately pointed into it was difficult to escape. It can be seen that the blood mist poison is powerful.

Before Meng Zhao could continue to test, the blood mist condensed into a giant claw in an instant and grabbed Meng Zhao.

Not only has powerful power, but also has the poison of blood mist,

Meng Zhao did not dodge or avoid it, and punched it out, turning into a fist wind, breaking the blood mist that condensed from the blood mist and dispersed it. However, the blood mist gathered again soon.
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