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Chapter 98 Black Mist

Chapter 98 Black Mist

After reaching the Martial God stage in body refining, Cang Xiaotian's Dantian has undergone earth-shaking changes. If his Dantian was a basin of water before, now it is an ocean.

The sea of ​​dantian is vast and boundless, and seems to contain endless power. But Cang Xiaotian knows very well that this power is not endless.

Every move and style of a warrior can exert a power that looks much more terrifying than a small body. This power comes from the warrior's Dantian. The essential difference between low-level warriors and high-level warriors is that the Dantian can

How much power is stored.

Even the most powerful warrior will eventually run out of power.

This is one of the reasons why powerful human beings such as Wu Tengshan were eventually consumed to death.

Of course, there must be something else.

Cang Xiaotian was also extremely afraid of this.

Compared with other warriors of the same level, Cang Xiaotian's Dantian sea is filled with mist and faintly glowing with purple light.

Purple mist.

With the help of Dantian Ziwu, after two days of rest, Cang Xiaotian felt that his soul was basically restored to its original state.

First, he launched a soul exploration and searched the two-mile radius area. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, Cang Xiaotian walked towards the black mist.

Looking at it from a close distance, the black mist is not dense, but it seems to be sucked by invisible force, and it just hangs there without dissipating.

Cang Xiaotian suddenly thought of what Qi Ling Xiao Wu said, that the Fifth Divine Lord might have encountered an accident, and before he died, he used a heavy treasure to protect his inner world, which allowed the Fifth Continent to exist.

Is this black fog?

Probably not, this black mist doesn't look like a valuable treasure...

While thinking wildly in his mind, Cang Xiaotian probed a ray of soul consciousness into the black mist, intending to explore and see what was in the black mist, but something unexpected happened.

"ah……"

A sharp pain suddenly hit him, and Cang Xiaotian clearly 'saw' that the black mist followed the wisp of consciousness and was directly transmitted to his sea of ​​consciousness soul.

Cang Xiaotian was startled and quickly cut off the ray of soul consciousness.

"hateful!"

Cutting off the soul consciousness, even just a strand, would cut off a part of Cang Xiaotian's soul, causing him to roll on the ground in pain.

It hurts so much!

Damage to the soul is much more painful than physical trauma, and Cang Xiaotian, a powerful martial artist, cannot bear it at all.

After a long time, Cang Xiaotian finally sat up, his face as pale as paper.

"Hahahaha... black mist, heavy treasure? Hahaha..." Cang Xiaotian laughed nervously, his face flushed with laughter.

The sharp pain in his soul made Cang Xiaotian terrified. He had to release his emotions.

If he hadn't cut off that ray of soul consciousness just now, I'm afraid Cang Xiaotian would have followed in the footsteps of Wu Tengshan and others.

It turns out that the culprit is the black mist!

That was not an ordinary black mist, but a poisonous mist.

Cang Xiaotian lay on the ground and thought about everything, and his heart gradually became clear.

The existence of poisonous mist has made it impossible for generations of strong human beings to leave this area.

This is definitely not what the fifth divine king did!

So, the Fifth Divine Lord protects the inner world with heavy treasures, not only to maintain the existence of life in the inner world, but also to block the intrusion of this poisonous mist.

As a result, the fifth divine king may have really...

Cang Xiaotian shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

For him, there is no point in thinking about this.

The most important thing right now is to find a way to get out of here.

It is obviously impossible to return to the Fifth Continent. Even if Cang Xiaotian finds a way to go back, he will not be able to go back. Going back now still does not solve the problem of decline facing the Fifth Continent.

He can only go forward.

But how to get through this poisonous fog?

Cang Xiaotian could not imagine such a terrible poison that could invade the soul of the sea of ​​consciousness along with a ray of consciousness. But now he not only saw it, but also had to find a way to get through it.

this……

Cang Xiaotian is at a loss what to do.

"Um?"

Suddenly thinking of something, Cang Xiaotian stood up, holding the sword and walked towards a place.

Silver Dragon, almost forgot about it.

Standing in front of the huge corpse of the silver dragon, Cang Xiaotian was thoughtful.

It seems that this dragon is also caught by the poisonous mist. However, with such a huge body, there may be some areas that are not contaminated by the poisonous mist.

Immediately, Cang Xiaotian was like a butcher, holding a heaven-level sword and began to dissect the dragon's corpse.

Compared with humans, the skin of monster beasts is much stronger, let alone the king of monster beasts. Coupled with the dense scales, Cang Xiaotian thought that if he wore dragon skin, he might be able to successfully wear it.

Get through that poisonous fog.

With the help of heaven-level weapons, it took Cang Xiaotian, a powerful martial artist, a while to finally cut open the silver dragon's skin.

"What a perverted physical defense!"

Cang Xiaotian couldn't help but curse. As they were both at the pinnacle of body refining, Cang Xiaotian had nothing to do with the silver dragon before and finally defeated it with soul attacks.

Similarly, with Cang Xiaotian's current body-refining skills, even if he stood there and let you attack him arbitrarily, low-level warriors would not be able to hurt him at all. Even ordinary swords could not cut through Cang Xiaotian's skin.

This is the defensive power of the physical body.

Cutting all the way along the dragon's long body, the internal organs, skin and flesh exuded a pungent stench. It was obvious at a glance that it had been contaminated with poisonous mist.

Finally, by the time he reached the lower half of his body, the dragon's flesh and blood had returned to normal color.

Cang Xiaotian was very happy to see him.

Cut off the body that was not contaminated by the poisonous mist, and then hollow out the flesh and bones. The dragon skin became a huge sleeve. Cang Xiaotian got in, lay down horizontally, and wrapped it up like a quilt.

It was wrapped in as many as nine layers.

"It should be okay now!"

Cang Xiaotian felt unsure, but he could only comfort himself in this way.

To become a Martial God warrior, Cang Xiaotian's lifespan reaches three thousand years. Logically speaking, he has enough time to think of a sure way. However, the Fifth Continent cannot afford to wait, and Han Shuxue cannot afford to wait.

Cang Xiaotian can only take risks.

After resting for a few hours, Cang Xiaotian finally came to the edge of the black mist. As expected, he got into the dragon skin and wrapped it in nine layers. Then he separated out a few strands of soul consciousness and attached them to the eighth, seventh and third layers respectively.

Above the sixth and fifth floors.

Every time the dragon's skin was penetrated by a layer of poisonous mist, Cang Xiaotian immediately cut off that ray of consciousness. Although it was painful, it allowed him to grasp the extent of the poisonous mist's invasion.

If he still hasn't left the poisonous fog area after reaching the fifth floor, then Cang Xiaotian must make a decision: should he continue or return?

Returning means wasting all your efforts, but you can save your life.

To continue is to risk everything and give it a try. Failure is death and everything is in vain.

When he was ready, Cang Xiaotian jumped into the poisonous mist like a normal somersault.

The difference is that Cang Xiaotian's every somersault is ten feet away.

One, two...

Just after turning two somersaults, Cang Xiaotian felt a sharp pain coming from his soul, and he immediately cut off that thread of consciousness.

It took just two somersaults to break through a layer of dragon skin?

Cang Xiaotian didn't dare to hesitate and continued somersaulting, his heart gradually sinking involuntarily.


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