Just as he walked around the big stone, he laughed: "Haha, Di Shiyin, you..."

Before he could finish a word, the second half of the sentence stuck in his throat!

Where is the figure of Indra and the other two in front of you?

What appeared in front of him was not the big rock he had expected, but a large swamp.

There are countless black stones jumping in the swamp, like black skulls.

Above the swamp, there was colorful mist circling around, looking extremely strange.

how so?!

Feng Xiaoxun's face suddenly changed. What went wrong?!

The path he was taking was obviously right!

He subconsciously retreated, his feet softened, as if he had stepped into the quicksand, and his whole body sank downwards.

No! He didn't care about thinking about something wrong, he slapped his palm down, and then the reaction force flew upwards and fell to a big rock that was optimistic.

"Puff!" He kicked it as if he had broken a balloon, and the big stone that looked extremely hard was actually kicked into powder by him and spread out in all directions.

He couldn't stand up and fell directly into the swamp—

Damn it! That big stone actually had a phantom again, which made him fool!

Fortunately, he was very clever in response. One of his eyes was not aware of it, and his body rolled in the air and flew up straight up, piercing into the colorful mist above the swamp with a thud.

"Cough cough cough..." I don't know what was in the colorful mist, and my breath was extremely spicy and choking, which made him unable to help coughing twice.

He hurriedly waved his hand to set up a barrier, protecting his whole body tightly, and also separating the colorful fog from the outside.

He calmed down and looked around. It felt like a basin of cold water was poured on his head, and it was cold from the beginning to the feet.

All the big rocks were gone, and what appeared before him was an endless swamp.

The mud in the swamp rolled, looking black and greasy, with bubbles gusting-

He looks very familiar with this scene.

Several years ago, he watched with his own eyes as thousands of his demon soldiers fell into a swamp, swallowed by mud, and never came out again-

Now it is the past that has reappeared!

The difference is that he is the only one who falls into the formation this time—

The formation of Indra is virtual and real, and unpredictable. Although there may not be mud on this small island, Indra can be condensed with one of the mind power. There is no difference between the mud condensed by the mind power and the real mud...

There seems to be a great power of attraction in the mud. Feng Xiaoxun must fly into the colorful fog to break free from the power of attraction in the mud.

He rushed left and right in the formation, everything was like the past. He crashed into a ball of flame, then hit the poisonous fog, and then struggled, and it seemed like he crashed into a ball of void, up and down, left and right, and there was chaos, white. He didn't even know whether he was standing or lying down—

He knew in his heart that this should be an illusion. If he hits desperately in the direction of the sky, he should be able to hit it out.
Chapter completed!