Yan Xing was in a daze.
Looking around, he seemed to be at the bottom of a vast abyss, dark and deep, with endless pressure coming from all directions. The grotesque and unknown creatures are like will-o'-the-wisps swaying in the darkness, ferocious and terrifying, screaming and killing them.
Click!
A crisp shattering sound resounded from the bottom of his heart, and Yan Xing's body and thoughts sank at the same time.
In five minutes, the wind spirit talisman was completely consumed and shattered, and his hope of survival became slimmer.
Click——
An even louder cracking sound came from the ground beneath his feet, and then the earth began to tremble and collapse. The ravines were intertwined, as if a huge mouth of the abyss had opened, and Yan Xing's golden figure fell uncontrollably into the dark cracks.
Boom! Roar! !
Another monster.
It must be a worm that came out of hell. It is as thick as a hundred feet, with scarlet magma flowing on its surface. It has no head, and the top is completely occupied by a spiral mouth. The layers of sharp teeth keep rotating, and large rocks fall down. Entering it, it was crushed instantly, and Yan Xing's heavy "golden body" was also mixed in the mud and rocks and fell rapidly.
"I'm not afraid of death."
"I just want to climb the endless martial arts path in this life and find the secret of life evolution. Why are you trying to stop me!?"
"kill--"
Yan Xing's expression was crazy. He had clearly seen the extraordinary shadow. When his thoughts and desires in the previous life were about to come true, he was about to be thrown back into the dark abyss. All the frustrations and unwillingness turned into burning anger.
"Fire Talisman Armor! Meteor!!"
boom! !
At the moment of death, Yan Xing crushed the only offensive talisman in his hand. In an instant, a ball of scarlet-hot fireball, which was about ten feet long, cut through the darkness like a meteor and shot towards the huge mouthparts of the hell worm. .
Phew!
How to describe it? In Yan Xing's perception, his attack was like a fifty-cent cannon hitting a Tiger tank weighing dozens of tons.
'Jil~~Boom! '
Ho ho ho! !
Just when Yan Xing was ashamed, the worm suddenly let out an extremely painful roar, and then its huge body began to twist and twitch, and its armor-like flesh and blood began to crazily collapse towards the center.
In just an instant, the hell worm was squeezed into mud, and then the flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only a dark sphere with a radius of several feet.
hiss--
Yan Xing took a breath and murmured in disbelief: "Uncle Lan tricked me, didn't you? This is not the power of the talisman armor, it is clearly a black hole annihilation cannon!"
Having said that, it was just a joke from the aftermath of the disaster. Yan Xing could sense that the fireball just launched was mediocre and could never cause such horrific damage. The round sphere that looked like a black hole probably happened to appear here and killed it instantly. Hellworm.
Without a chance to think too much, Yan Xing followed closely behind, and together with many earth and rocks, he was also sucked into the black ball that appeared out of thin air.
Fortunately, his body was so small that he would not be compressed into flesh like the worm.
puff--
The black ball only lasted a few breaths before it shattered and dissipated like a bubble. The dust settled, leaving only a huge hole deep underground.
…
Yan Xing fell into pure darkness, unable to see, and his five senses were confused and confused. He felt that his body was like a noodle, being stretched and stretched until it turned into a thread, and then he was swallowed into a grain of white light. middle.
"Ahem!"
After an unknown amount of time, Yan Xing regained consciousness. With a violent cough, his five senses returned, and the confusion that almost made him nauseous gradually disappeared.
"This is where?"
Yan Xing's expression was dazed. As soon as his eyes returned to focus, he saw the thick white mist surrounding him. His pupils suddenly dilated. He reached out and touched the ground, grabbed a few crystal particles, and slapped them hard into the flesh and blood of his chest.
"Golden Light Talisman Armor!"
When passing through the black ball, his body was stretched and kneaded, and all the golden talismans in the body were expelled from the body, and they were pressed under his buttocks.
Buzz! !
The golden light covered the body surface, and the moment it came into contact with the pure white mist of the outside world, it instantly dissipated, as if it had never existed.
"How can it be!?"
Yan Xing jumped up in shock. A golden talisman could protect the holder from erosion for a quarter of an hour in the scarlet mist. However, facing the white mist, it actually failed and he could not even hold on for an instant.
Chi Guo's body was shrouded in mist again, but he was not harmed at all. Yan Xing gradually calmed down. He was a little stressed out of fear of the scarlet mist.
If this fog really wanted to hurt him, he would have turned into a skeleton before he woke up, and there would be no chance to restart the Talisman Armor.
"White mist? Is there such a thing in this world? Why have I never heard Uncle Lan talk about it?"
Yan Xing had a puzzled look on his face and felt that the few talismans he had shot into his body had indeed been exhausted. This showed that the surrounding white mist was corrosive and much scarier than the scarlet mist.
Uncle Lan once told him about what he had seen and heard from the outside world. Regarding the fog, scarlet fog, also known as red fog, is common between heaven and earth, and is only the weakest type of fog.
In the world, there are some ancient ruins that are isolated from the outside world. In the ancient secret realms, there are also fogs of other colors. They are more terrifying than the red fog. The purple fog, the most terrifying in the legend, is not even an "immortal". Dare to touch.
According to records, there are only seven types of mist: "red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple", and this white mist is really unheard of.
"Does it mean that the problem lies with me?"
Yan Xing put away the talismans scattered on the ground, stood up slowly, and moved his palms across the void, driving wisps of pure white mist, without feeling any discomfort.
Looking back on his memory, he has never had any personal contact with the fog since he could remember. Maybe he can be immune to the erosion of the fog? Or is it just that this white mist is special and will not harm living things?
Yan Xing shook his head gently. Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. It is meaningless to dream at this moment, but he has already made up his mind. When he has the opportunity, he must try it with Scarlet Mist, so that he can know what is going on. .
"That dark ball should be something similar to a crack in time and space. I fell into it, crossed space, and came here?"
Yan Xing suppressed his thoughts and began to explore this strange place. He randomly found a direction and strode away.
The white mist was vast and misty, like a fairyland. After walking for a moment, a row of flat stairs appeared in front of Yan Xing.
The stairs are tall and tall, as if they are specially used by giants. Each step is enough to measure ten feet.
Yan Xing pondered for a moment, then took a running start, used his skills to swim up the wall, and climbed up like a gecko.
After climbing up and down the ninth level, Yan Xing was panting and sweating like rain.
"Huh! This body is really too weak. Once it settles down, I have to start practicing as soon as possible and regain my previous life's cultivation."
Yan Xing is confident that with his experience and the wonders of this world, he can return to his peak state within a year.
After crossing the stairs and walking more than a hundred steps, Yan Xing was surprised to find that the fog in front of him began to become thinner. He couldn't help but quicken his pace and rushed into a huge hole where there was no fog.
Suddenly, as if the legend was reflected in reality, a majestic scene that only existed in myths pierced Yan Xing's eyes.
Gulu——
Yan Xing was stunned, his Adam's apple rolling unconsciously, his body stagnant in place, unable to move for a long time.
Gods and demons? !
Immortal?
saint?
In the vast space, pure white, a god's throne stands suspended in the air, with a tall figure sitting cross-legged on it.
There are golden figures with thirty-six pairs of wings on their backs, a Buddha sitting on a chaotic lotus platform, a strange man covered in scales with dragon horns on his head, and a goddess wearing flame clothes...
At a glance, they are densely packed and countless.
Dead silence, silence.
These terrifying figures are like sculptures, motionless, without any vitality, and without the imaginary sense of terror and oppression.
Yan Xing's agitated mind couldn't calm down for a long time, so he calmed down, looked left and right, and walked forward.
He discovered a phenomenon. These seemingly powerful beings were all looking at the same place, their heads slightly lowered, as if they were listening respectfully.
who is it?
How could they, who are like gods and demons, show such an attitude!
Yan Xing licked his dry lips and ran quickly towards the end of the line of sight of the gods and demons.
This place was really too wide. Yan Xing ran for several hours, and with the physical blessing of the golden light talisman, he finally reached a high platform.
The high platform was made up of layers of stairs, and its surface was engraved with strange patterns. Yan Xing looked up and saw a solemn and magnificent throne. Sitting cross-legged on the huge throne was a small figure, which was too far away to see clearly.
"call--"
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Yan Xing moved his hands and feet and began to climb the stairs again. Climbing the ten thousand steps consumed a lot of his talisman armor.
"people!?"
Yan Xing was slightly startled. This supreme being, the figure looked up to by many gods and demons below, turned out to be an ordinary man about two meters tall with a handsome face!
People cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. Yan Xing was just a little surprised, but he did not show any slightness in his heart.
"What is this?"
Yan Xing's pupils shrank, and he saw the man sitting cross-legged on the throne, his right hand raised high, tightly holding a colorful ball of light. The light and shadow were flowing, hazy and psychedelic. Just one glance seemed to swallow his soul.
In this extremely silent space where there are many gods and demons, only this ball of light is in a state of "motion", which immediately attracts all of Yan Xing's attention.
"If I'm not wrong, this place should be what Uncle Lan said, a relic between heaven and earth, a secret realm, a magical place with great opportunities and great fortune!"
"All sentient beings and countless cultivators risk their own lives and constantly step into the mist. One of their goals is to visit these ruins and secret realms."
"Moreover, this is often something that only extremely powerful beings or forces are qualified to set foot on. Like the previous collection of fire in the Holy Palace, compared with exploring the ruins, it is nothing!"
Thinking of this, Yan Xing's breathing gradually became faster and his mind was churning. He thought a lot, and stories in various novels about the protagonists getting opportunities and soaring into the sky automatically came to mind.
"I was born in this world, and when I looked around, I was in a state of confusion. I didn't even have a complete set of clothes. I was alone. I could only rely on the knowledge of my previous life, but I was weak and powerless in the face of the extraordinary."
"perhaps……"
"This is my only chance, the only chance to get a foothold in life!!"
This world is too dangerous, terrifying, and full of murderous intent. Even if he escapes this time and is helpless, the chance of rising up is extremely slim.
But it's different now. He inadvertently seemed to have arrived at a very remarkable ruins. If he could take away one or two things, he might as well just take off! ?
"Seniors and bosses, as the saying goes, if you don't bring it with you in life, you won't take it with you in death. Now that you have fallen, it is a pity to abandon these common things here."
"If you are brave enough, I will take one or two of them so that they can continue to shine and benefit the world!"
Ahem, of course, the main thing is to benefit someone like me, Yan.
The sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the huge space. Yan Xing bowed in all directions and waited for a moment, but received no response.
"good!!"
"Since the seniors did not object, the juniors will be disrespectful! Thank you very much!"
Yan Xing stood up straight, with a solemn expression. He took three steps and two steps at a time, and quickly came to the man with the highest status. Without any ink, he directly stretched out his hand to hold the colorful ball of light.
boom--
The moment the ball of light came into his hands, Yan Xing's figure froze, thunder roared in his mind, and his consciousness went blank.
Faintly, a cold, emotionless whisper echoed in the heart.
——Materialism is supreme and truth lasts forever.
——Concept, editor!
