The scenery in front of us can be said to have undergone a dramatic change.
All I see is the path of fire.
The giant red bird, which was originally majestic and with red flames blooming all over its body, suddenly began to flap its wings non-stop, grabbing Mo Heng's sharp claws, and became frozen in mid-air, not daring to move forward at all.
They looked a little numb and frightened.
It seemed as if the black book in Mo Heng's hand was an extremely dangerous thing to it. It let out sharp roars from time to time, and the huge body began to subconsciously move back.
"It seems to be afraid of this thing?"
Mo Heng muttered, dragging the black book with both hands with difficulty. No matter how heavy the object was, he did not dare to let go easily!
This is the only thing that can deter the giant red bird.
If he lets go now, it is estimated that the terrifying beast in front of him will attack immediately and desperately. By then, no matter how many tricks he uses, he will not be able to escape death!
"Not even the finger bones on the Holy Lord's body or the ancient talisman can affect the giant red bird at all. How did this thing do it?" Mo Heng's eyes fell on the ancient book with a dark cover and no words, and murmured
Muttering to himself.
When I got this object in the Daoling Dynasty in the early years.
He used the sea of consciousness to investigate, but unfortunately they all ended in failure. Later, he did not give up, and also studied the purpose of this object in Shiwannan Mountain, but the result was still inconclusive. It was like a mysterious bronze mirror.
Before your cultivation reaches a certain level, it is simply difficult to access its secrets.
Mo Heng had thought this way before.
More plans...
One day, when you break through to the realm of enlightenment, you will have to find a way to understand the secrets of the black book.
Never thought about it.
In this land of flames, the mysterious object that I had obtained before the time was reversed could actually scare away the terrifying and ferocious sixth-level beasts in front of me!
The most important thing is.
In Mo Heng's mind, he remembered that Huo Ming said that this thing should have been obtained from a warrior not long after they fled from Beilu.
The progress of the years.
There is no difference between it and Mo Heng's previous experience. In other words, no matter whether the years are reversed or not, this black book will eventually fall into his hands, and it is impossible to change!
"What is it? What exactly is this thing?"
Mo Heng pondered for a moment, but still didn't come up with an answer. However, he was not prepared to continue to stay on the road of flames, just in a stalemate with the giant red bird.
Let’s not talk about why this menacing sixth-level ferocious beast is afraid of the black book, and whether he will continue to take action in the future.
Just here.
The light of flames that are circling is not a good thing. Mo Heng has already used the purple thunder in his heart twice, and he has no chance to continue using it. If he is touched by the flames, he will be incinerated.
!
"Let's go! Leave here first. I don't know why the giant red bird is afraid of black books, but I can't place all my hope on this artifact of unknown origin. After leaving the road of flames, this ferocious beast,
It won't pose a threat to me. At least... without the hindrance of the flames here, I can give it a try."
Thoughts arise.
Mo Heng had no intention of wasting any more, and flickered directly from where he was, flying towards the end of the road vigilantly.
The giant red bird, seeing Mo Heng leaving, seemed to want to catch up, but after struggling on the spot, it just let out a mournful groan, turned into a ball of fire, and disappeared from the spot. It seemed that as long as
The thought of the terror brought by the black book made this lord in flames lose its former majesty.
Wow!
He dragged the black book hard in his hand. Mo Heng's flying speed was very slow. The seemingly thin ancient book was already extremely heavy, and he had to be vigilant. The light of flames all around and the giant red bird behind him made it even heavier.
There is no way to focus on rushing!
But the good thing is…
What Mo Heng was worried about did not happen after all. The giant red bird behind him seemed to be really afraid of the black books and did not chase after him. This made him frightened along the way, but he was not in danger.
Finally, half an hour later.
He slowly came to the end of the Flame Road, "I'm almost out of this hellish place. If the black book hadn't saved my life at the last moment, I don't know if I would have had the chance to breathe fresh space again."
"
Mo Heng took a deep breath and sighed with a wry smile.
This is also the reason why he went to the Road of Fire alone!
Even he, who possesses the purple thunder, has been blocked in the middle of the path of flames several times and can only hang on to survive. Not to mention the thin Huo Ming?
After passing through the northwest land.
No matter what secrets Huo Ming had, Mo Heng was not ready to take risks anymore. He couldn't persuade himself, let alone couldn't do it. He looked at the other person helplessly and fell from him.
The attention came back.
Soon, Mo Heng's eyes fell on the field of vision ahead. This was an extremely eerie and desolate plain. The entire land on the plain was dark green, and the air was still very humid, as if it had just rained.
.
Mo Heng stepped onto the desolate plain.
Before he could stand still, his whole body suddenly began to sink downwards. The black book in his hand was oppressing him like a mountain.
Unless you rely on your own strength to fly away, there is no way to use the earth to support the physical body.
"receive!"
The body sank deeper and deeper. Mo Heng also knew that the situation was not good, and even thought about it.
Previously on Path of Fire.
Due to the threat of the giant red bird, he did not dare to put away the black books. But here, he was fearless. After feeling the burden on his body, he did not hesitate to put the black books into the storage stone.
Done all this.
Mo Heng felt a lot more relaxed. He jumped up from the pit and came to the desolate plain. He stepped on the soft land and then looked at the surrounding scenery.
When I set foot here before.
He could feel a gloomy aura. This aura penetrated directly into his soul, making Mo Heng's whole body tremble with terror, as if there were countless innocent souls surrounding him, and he didn't want to stay here any longer.
The mountains in the deep northwest.
It is not a safe place to begin with. Especially after experiencing the freezing cold wind, the ancient forest sea, and the road of fire. He knows this better. Even if he does not want to get the opportunity, sometimes he has to face the unknown.
Dangerous!
Gazing across...
Mo Heng had no harvest. He was about to release the sea of consciousness, but found that this place was just like the foot of the mountain. The sea of consciousness was excluded by some kind of force, and there was no way to explore the surrounding area.
"This mountain is really magical. In some places, the sea of consciousness can be used, but in some places, it cannot." Mo Heng shook his head helplessly.
Like the land of forest sea and the road of flames before. His sea of consciousness can cover the surroundings, and he can easily see the changes in the surrounding scenery. But now, his sea of consciousness cannot leave one meter around his body.
, the field of vision that can be seen is far inferior to the scenery that can be seen with both eyes.
"Since the sea of consciousness cannot be used, let's use our eyes to see it. Speaking of which, when I was halfway up the mountain, I felt the vibration coming from the entire mountain. Could the source be here?"
I thought curiously.
Mo Heng stepped on the soft ground and strode directly into the distance. His senses were sharp and his vision was very good. Looking around, he could clearly see things about a thousand meters around. Then
If it's further away, it will be very blurry.
"kindness?"
As he walked, Mo Heng's brows suddenly wrinkled. He looked at the white mist in front of him and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect it to be foggy? Originally, there was no way to use the Sea of Consciousness here.
If you can't even see the scenery around you, wouldn't it mean that you can't identify the crisis?"
Rely on your keen five senses.
Although Mo Heng can detect some movements, this is not a solution. In this dangerous place, safety must be the first priority. If you can leave yourself a way out, of course you can't force it.
"It seems that we have to retreat first! There is white mist ahead, and I can no longer use the purple thunder in a short period of time. If I encounter a crisis in the white mist, the black book cannot save me a second time."
I don’t know what the book in the mountain is. But Mo Heng is not prepared to place all his hopes on it.
What a pity.
Just when Mo Heng was about to retreat, it was already too late. At some point, he was already immersed in the white mist, and there was a vast expanse of white behind him. The road he had originally walked on had disappeared, and his entire body was covered in white mist.
I lost my direction all of a sudden.
"How is that possible? I clearly remembered just now that the white mist was a hundred meters away from me. How could this happen?"
Mo Heng exclaimed in surprise.
The moment he saw the white mist, he stopped. He looked around and saw no problem. But how did the white mist swallow him up without his knowledge?
"Is there an illusion in the white mist? Or... is there an illusion in this gloomy place?"
Mo Heng whispered.
I couldn't figure it out for a while.
But at this moment, his trembling feet seemed to hit something. Looking down, he saw a huge stone tablet, which had appeared beside his feet at some unknown time.
The whole body of the stele is made of unknown black stones.
Mo Heng could clearly feel the ancient aura rippling out of it just by standing aside. The aura quickly engulfed Mo Heng... It was as if at this moment, he had returned to a very ancient time, and there was a faint feeling in his ears.
It echoes, ringing the alarm bells of heaven and earth and the mournful cries of creatures roaring and shouting.
"This is…"
Mo Heng's eyes were a little blurry.
When that vague sound that maybe didn't exist sounded.
A very ancient picture seemed to appear in his eyes. In the picture, tens of thousands of creatures were spilling blood, seemingly fighting against a powerful being in the sky. Unfortunately, everything was too blurry, so blurry that...
Heng could not tell whether the scene he just saw before his eyes was real.