A simple and unpretentious ox-cart hurriedly flew toward the southwest.
Unknowingly, Qing Mang pulled the ox cart to the end of Yunmengze, but it saw a vast expanse of white at the end.
There was no sky or ground to be seen, only boundless white mist.
Like an endless sea of clouds.
"Your Majesty, there is no way ahead."
Qing Mang slowed down and looked at it curiously.
Everywhere you look, there is a vast white mist, covering the sky and the earth, exuding a somewhat mysterious atmosphere.
"This is the mist of Wushan Realm. You only need to pass through the mist to enter Wushan Realm."
Feng Qingyan opened the car curtain and took a look.
This mist was indeed very spectacular, which made him sigh in admiration.
If Yunmengze is the first barrier of Wushan Realm, then the mist is the second barrier of Wushan Realm. Because of these two natural barriers, Wushan Realm is isolated from the world and gradually unknown to the world...
"Your Majesty, what is Jingwu?"
Qing Mang asked curiously.
"This is the realm fog, which is unique to the Wushan realm. It can hide a place and make it difficult for people to detect and enter." Feng Qingyan said, "It is rumored that there is a thick realm fog around the Wushan realm.
It makes the entire Wushan realm seem to disappear from heaven and earth."
Qing Mang: "..."
At this time, Feng Qingyan stepped off the ox cart, looked at the boundless mist, and stepped away in the mist after a moment.
Qing Mang saw it and followed closely behind.
But in the blink of an eye.
One person, one ox and one cart gradually disappeared into the vast white sky and earth.
However, while Qing Mang was walking, he suddenly found that Junshang was missing. He was stunned and quickly shouted: "Junshang? Junshang?"
When there was no response from the emperor, Qing Mang became a little stunned.
Will your Majesty throw it away again and go away?
As soon as such an idea came out, Qing Mang suddenly panicked and shouted loudly. But there was still no response from the king, so it became even more panicked and ran away quickly dragging the bullock cart.
In the thick white fog.
As Feng Qingyan walked, he also discovered that Qing Mang who was following behind him was missing.
"It's just as rumored."
He said calmly.
It is rumored that the fog in the Wushan realm is an extremely terrifying fog that can make people get lost in the fog forever and be unable to get out for the rest of their lives...
He tried it, and it seemed to be the case.
This mist was indeed terrifying, and even he was lost.
He is not only in the Wenxiang realm, but also the greatest virtual saint in history, and he is also lost in the mist of the realm.
This fog is certainly scary.
At this time, he closed his eyes and felt the world carefully, but what he felt was endless fog. In other words, when he opened his eyes, it was fog, and when he closed his eyes, it was still fog...
This surprised him.
The mist can block people's perception...
He closed his eyes and tried again. The heavy fog indeed blocked his perception. No wonder it made people feel lost.
He did not continue to study, and immediately used the magical power of "breaking through the void to see the subtle", his eyes instantly broke through the fog, and saw the true face of Wushan Realm. Then, he went to look for Qing Mang's figure, and saw Qing Mang in the heavy fog.
Running around in a panic, like a headless fly, I couldn't help but smile suddenly.
He flew away and soon arrived near Qingmang.
"Qing Mang, I'm here."
he said.
"Your Majesty?"
Qing Mang, who was panicking, suddenly stopped and said in surprise, "But Your Majesty?"
At this time, it raised its head and looked around, and saw an unparalleled figure in white walking from the mist on the left.
"Your Majesty."
Qing Mang hurried forward, his face full of excitement.
"make you worry."
After sealing Qingyan Road, he got on the carriage and looked at the Bianhua flower in the black pottery pot.
In fact, even if he does not use the magical power of "breaking through the void and seeing the subtle", he may not be lost. People may be lost in the mist, but the flower of the other side will not...
"Qing Mang, keep going forward."
Seal Qingyan Road.
But after a while, Qing Mang's direction turned again, and Feng Qingyan corrected it again.
After going on like this intermittently, I don’t know how many times I corrected myself, the ox cart finally walked out of the mist and entered the Wushan realm. What I saw was the verdant green mountains, with green grass at my feet, a scene of spring...
Feng Qingyan got off the oxcart and looked at it, then returned to the car and said: "Qingmang, go northwest."
"promise."
Qing Mang responded and swept towards the northwest.
…
In heavy fog.
Three people and one ghost hurried toward the southeast.
Behind them, there were sounds of heaven and earth falling from time to time, and the Soul Chasers were constantly fighting with the Ghost Lord.
This is no ordinary battle, but a battle of life and death.
The soul-chasing lord fought tooth and nail again and again.
Not a single inch of its body was lightly injured, all were extremely serious.
If it weren't for the black iron chain, its body would have been torn apart long ago. Moreover, it seems that even the black iron chain can no longer protect it from death.
Along the way.
The third prince was shocked when he saw it.
The black iron chain can withstand the ghost master's terrorist attacks once, three times, ten times, or dozens of times, but it cannot withstand it forever.
The Soul Chaser may have known about it for a long time, but it kept holding back the Ghost Lord time and time again.
finally.
I'm afraid Chaihunhou may not survive either.
What is it about Ajiu that makes Chahunhou so unhesitating?
Even at the cost of his life?
He couldn't help but feel a little sad. Could it be that the dignified Third Prince Shang from Dayi was worse than an ordinary girl from the Buwu Clan?
boom--
The Soul Chaser was knocked away.
Countless blood-like soul elements were sprinkled on the huge body, like small rivers flowing out of the body.
The huge wounds are shocking.
"Go quickly."
The third prince said.
Along the way, he drew blood lines one after another, but the ghost master bypassed them one by one.
And he cannot be like Feng Qingyan, who can spray a few mouthfuls of blood from time to time, as if the blood in his body is endless.
boom!
boom!
boom!
In heavy fog.
From the chaotic darkness, a huge black shadow walked out, with a pair of evil eyes that could directly penetrate the fog and fall into everyone's eyes.
The huge black shadow grabbed the Soul Chaser's hind hooves with both hands and suddenly swung it towards the ground.
Green hills were smashed into pieces.
At this time, the third prince was shocked. Unexpectedly, the ghost master couldn't help but show up in the end. He vaguely saw that the ghost master's body was so huge that even the two-hundred-foot-long Soul Chaser looked like a villain in front of it.
It has long and silky black hair all over its body...
However, within a short time, the Soul Chaser was beaten countless times by the Ghost Lord, and it seemed that he had no life left.
boom!
The Ghost Lord threw the Soul Chaser into the chaotic darkness and strode towards Ajiu.
"Stop!"
The third prince shouted, but the ghost master ignored him and ignored him. He had no choice but to draw a blood line again...
But the ghost master bypassed it all at once.
The third prince bit his teeth and drew a big blood circle.
The ghost master stopped in front of the blood circle, glanced coldly at the third prince and the blurry black shadow, and then his eyes fell on the pale Ajiu.
Ajiu shivered, but at this moment she raised her head to meet the evil gaze of Wu evil. She wanted to see what kind of monster it was that killed a whole village of people...