The eighth-level Thunder Winged Tiger and the two Nascent Soul Lords arrived over the Misty Mountains.
Looking from above, the Misty Mountains look like a long ribbon, stretching between the Central Plains Cultivation World and the Southern Cultivation World.
Surrounded by the misty jungle, there are villages, families, and cities of all sizes.
The place where the spiritual energy is thin is a mortal city, and they think that there are only mortal cities like them in this world. Flying into the sky and escaping from the earth is something that gods can only do.
The place where the spiritual energy is slightly denser is the Cultivation City.
The Li family in the southern foggy city is just one of the many families that rely on the mountains to live.
Humans often go into the mountains to hunt for treasures, and monsters and raptors in the mountains often come down to eat people. This has been the case for thousands of years.
"It should be there." Lord Shanshan held the map of the misty jungle terrain in his hand and pointed down.
The terrain distribution map in his hand is a complete picture of the entire misty jungle, and the annotations on the map are more detailed and detailed than those of the Li family.
The Thunder Winged Tiger folded its wings downwards, took the two Nascent Souls with it, and dived into the white mist.
Those flat-haired monsters that originally wanted to attack were suppressed by the aura of the eighth-level Thunder Winged Tiger. They didn't even dare to scream. They shrank their necks and hid in their lair in fear.
Before it even landed, Lei Yihu had transformed into a human form, a middle-aged strong man with a tiger beard.
The two Nascent Soul Lords, one on the left and one on the right, followed cautiously.
An Qingjin's soul card is still intact and his life is not in danger.
Lei Yihu released his demon consciousness and instantly penetrated the thick white fog, surveying a radius of two hundred miles.
He did not explore the demon consciousness too far, so as not to offend other big demons in the jungle and cause unnecessary trouble.
The demonic consciousness of the eighth-level monster swept over the two golden elixir cultivators who were rushing back, but the two golden elixir cultivators were not aware of it at all.
"It's weird." The eighth-level Thunder Winged Tiger twisted its beard with his hand.
"What's strange?" Zhenjun Duoze asked humbly and put away the disciple soul card.
"There are no big monsters nearby. You will know if you use your spiritual consciousness to take a look."
The Supreme Lord and the True Lord Duoze let their spiritual consciousness enter the white mist together.
Eighty miles ahead, there were roughly three groups of troops.
One team had the largest number of people, led by two Jindan monks, and hurried back.
The pair of men and horses looked frightened, and their cultivation levels were low, the highest being at the early stage of foundation building.
The pair were small in number and had acceptable cultivation. They were inner disciples of Tianyun Sect and Tianyin Sect.
Originally, it was not unusual for several groups of people to appear in the jungle, but the strange thing was that these three groups of people were obviously not far away, but they didn't seem to notice each other at all.
Moreover, the two golden elixir monks thought they were returning the same way, but in the eyes of others, they were just spinning around in circles, but it was unknown.
Then there are the men and horses with very low cultivation, that is, the men and horses who decided to return from the beginning. Everyone is tired and frightened. It seems that they have discovered that they are trapped in the fog and cannot get out.
"True or false, we are in an illusion." True Lord Duoze looked at the white mist around him, waved his sleeves and carved a mark on the trunk of a tree, and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid we are also in this illusion.
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"That mist spirit is awesome."
The eighth-level Lei Yihu took the two Nascent Souls and suddenly went up, through the white mist, to the high altitude.
The sun is shining brightly above our heads, and looking down from the sky, the fog is still flowing below.
The eighth-level Thunder Winged Tiger took the two Nascent Souls down, and then entered the white mist. The scene was still the same as before, and even the tree with the mark on it did not move at all.
"Even my eyes can escape." The strong man with a tiger beard twirled his beard and said, "Ordinary illusion-breaking magic weapons are useless. If there is a powerful illusion-breaking item in the sect, please come out and use it."
True Lord Duoze pondered: "It would be feasible if there was Ye Zhilan's Ice Soul Eye, but the Ice Soul Eye has probably already been in the hands of the Huayan Sect."
"There's nothing else?" the strong man with a tiger beard asked. He was good at fighting, and it wouldn't be a problem to directly destroy this misty forest. He was just afraid that he would not be able to save people, but would end up with a group of people buried together.
True Lord Duoze frowned: "The eyes of the ancestor of the Tribulation Tribulation are rare and powerful things. It is difficult to find a magical weapon that breaks illusions more powerful than the eyes of the ancestor."
"That's true." The tiger-bearded man held his head high and agreed with it. Even the eighth-level tiger demon couldn't see through it, let alone a human with the same level of cultivation.
This fog spirit is integrated with this thick fog, so it is really difficult to deal with it.
And for the safety of An Qingjin, it is best to resolve the matter peacefully and not to anger the other party.
"Hoo~ Is there anyone there?" First there was a calm tiger roar, without any pressure, and then the Lei Yihu shouted again.
The sound quickly spread.
"have!"
"Yes, I have!"
"Yes, I have!"
"We are here, senior, help!"
Deep in the thick fog, someone answered with great joy.
Their team of people, who had practiced Qi and built foundations, had been walking in the thick fog for several days. They thought they were about to get out of this dangerous jungle area, but for some reason, they walked back to the original path.
Especially in the sticky forest full of corpses, there was a little old man covered in mucus hanging on the branch, glaring at them eerily, and he glared back and forth at the group of people three times.
And the little old man is not always the same. Every time I find the little old man, the whole body of the little old man is eroded a little more by the mucus, and the smell of corpse is a little stronger.
Someone in the team said that this is a natural illusory formation, that plants, trees, monsters and beasts are real, and that all injuries and deaths are real.
Unlike being trapped in the Killing Formation Disk, the injuries in the Killing Formation Formation Disk are real, but those wind and sand swords and halberds, although they are like substance, are made of illusions.
"Senior Lei Yihu of Tianyun Sect, help me!" Those people shouted ecstatically.
Six Thunder Winged Tigers saved the southern cultivation world from danger, and their deeds have long been spread.
"I'm not asking you." Lei Yihu roared again and continued to ask, "Is there anyone there?"
"Yes, Uncle Tiger." Under the pear tree, the woman responded delicately, holding the dull-eyed An Qingjin in her arms, staring at Shangshan with salivation, and replied with sweat dripping, "Come on,
Come to me, if you find me, I will let you go."
"Can words be counted?" Lei Yihu asked again.
"It's a count." The woman replied delicately, "It lasts for half a month. I won't hurt their lives within half a month, don't worry. But after half a month, the person I like, and the jade-faced young man on your left, will be mine.
Mr. Xianzhai, will you agree?"
Duoze Zhenjun looks up to the good, he is so handsome that even people of different races will be attracted by him.
The water spirit body is really coveted by others, not to mention that the Yuan Yang has not been lost. I really don’t know which female monk will get the advantage in the end.
It might also help the mist spirit to help it form a human form.
"Supreme Good, what do you say?" Lei Yihu asked Shang Shan.
This Supreme Being is the beloved disciple of the ancestor in the later stage of the sect's Tribulation. It cannot take the decision for his master in such matters as dedicating himself.
Moreover, when the Hehuan Sect wanted the Overlord to take advantage of him, he was wiped out from the southern cultivator world by Shang Shan.
Shangshan lowered his eyes: "Promise it."
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