The sky and the earth were gray, like thick fog falling from the sky, covering the entire sky and earth.
And the thick fog was constantly moving forward, and at the same time, there was a loud buzzing sound that shook the sky.
This kind of buzzing sound is very similar to the "elephant buzzing", and accompanied by this elephant buzzing, there is also a huge figure flying in the thick fog.
When Fang Jian came to the north, the first scene that caught his eye was the above scene.
The second sight Fang Jian saw was the monks from various forces below who were resisting the behemoths in the thick fog.
The highest strength of these monks was no more than Yangshen, and the lowest was only the realm of refining gods. As the thick fog advanced, they continued to lay out large formations, aiming to delay the speed of the thick fog advancing southward.
After careful observation, Fang Jian found that all the magic weapons and spell attacks of the monks below could not cause any damage to the thick fog and the behemoths in the thick fog, and those large formations only blocked the speed of the thick fog moving southward.
Although those large formations can block the advance of the thick fog, the thick fog will gradually erode the spiritual energy of the large formations, and finally the large formations will completely disintegrate under the erosion of the thick fog.
And if the formation collapses and the monks have no time to withdraw, the behemoth in the thick fog will immediately sweep down at an extremely fast speed and swallow all the monks.
Then those behemoths opened their mouths and spit out the monks, but the monks who spit out no longer had any magic power in their bodies, because their Taoism and magic power were all swallowed up by these behemoths.
Fang Jian was quite surprised by this. He stood in the sky, looked at the huge thing flying up and down in the thick fog and said, "Is this a mirage?"
He remembered that when he came to this world, the great envoy told him that there were evil mirages in this world.
It can be seen that the big bosses of Daluo Jinxian are very clear about the situation of these residual worlds. The reason why the residual world was called the residual world at that time was because the rules of heaven and earth were not perfect yet and could not withstand the magic power of Daluo Jinxian.
Moreover, Daluo Jinxian's every move carries traces of the movement of heaven, and it is even less possible to use magic to interfere with these residual worlds, because if he is not careful, it may cause irreversible huge impact on the residual worlds.
At this moment, another formation defense line collapsed below, and thick fog swept down in a mighty manner. The monks below screamed and ran away. There were even many low-level monks who had no time to escape and were directly involved in the thick fog.
The mirage flew down again in the thick fog, swallowing the monks in one breath.
Fang Jian immediately used his magic power to rescue the monks, but he found that when the magic power entered the thick fog, it was immediately swallowed up by the thick fog, and then the thick fog directly expanded.
"That's it!" Fang Jian flew back and looked at the thick fog that was coming. "This thick fog should be an extension of the mirage. Those mirages live in these thick fogs, just like the relationship between the sea and fish. And these Both fog and mirage can strengthen themselves by devouring monks' mana, so
The monk's mana is the best resource for them. "
That means that these mirages can only soar in the thick fog, and once they are out of the thick fog, they can no longer fly?
When Fang Jian thought of this, he immediately activated his magic power, pinched the magic formula with his hand and shouted: "The wind is coming!"
'boom'
Just as the monks below moved to the next line of defense, a strong wind suddenly blew across the area of thousands of miles from south to north between heaven and earth.
The strong wind roared past, blowing towards the thick fog that stretched thousands of miles in an instant.
But to Fang Jian's surprise, when the strong wind blew above the thick fog, it was instantly blocked back as if it had blown onto a mountain.
The whirling strong wind blew Fang Jian's clothes, and collided with the strong wind that continued to blow from the south, instantly forming a series of wind whirlpools that appeared in the sky and earth.
Upon seeing this, Fang Jian immediately withdrew the method of calling the wind, then used the Jinyang Demon-Slaying Sword, and turned out hundreds of sword energy. With a slight scolding, those hundreds of sword energy rushed into the thick fog in an instant. , and kill towards those mirages.
Hundreds of sword energy turned into hundreds of rainbows and pierced the sky, instantly flying into the thick fog. The sword energy actually pierced hundreds of sword energy channels in the thick fog.
Then, all the hundreds of sword qi struck at more than a dozen mirages with precision. However, the sword qi that struck the mirages did not accomplish anything, and turned into pure mana that was absorbed by the mirages. .
Immediately afterwards, Fang Jian used thirty-six Heavenly Thunder Methods, and as the thunder light fell from the sky, the dense fog reflected the sky in a brilliant light.
I saw lightning snakes dancing, flashing and leaping in the thick fog, and sky thunder accompanying the thick fog. The scene was like the end of the world was coming.
However, Fang Jian saw those mirages swimming and leaping among the thunder, as happy as fish swimming in the sea.
Especially when the thunder struck the mirage, the mirage's whole body was also flashing with lightning, and it was quickly absorbed by the mirage.
In the blink of an eye, those mirages absorbed the sword energy and thunder, and their bodies grew several times larger, including the thick fog.
Fang Jian was finally helpless. Sword energy, magic power, and thunder could not deal with these mirages. How could he use the fractal destroying pestle?
no! Fang Jian immediately rejected this method. The Fractal God-Destroying Pestle was very powerful, but it was just because it was too powerful.
The land of the great world of Jambu can withstand 50% of the power of the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle without collapsing, but the earth veins and land will be damaged. However, the great world of Jambu is the center of all worlds, and it is the reason why Taoist and Buddha strengthened it.
It is hard to say whether this Hanxu Realm, a mere remnant realm, can withstand even 10% of the strength of the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle.
Just when Fang Jian was helpless, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from below.
He lowered his head and saw that the thick fog had suddenly expanded several times after absorbing his own magic power and the replenishment of the sky thunder. Three or four monks' defense formations had been breached below.
At this moment, the thick fog became even more powerful, advancing rapidly southward.
And those noisy sounds were the defensive monks below kowtowing to themselves and shouting loudly: "Please stop fighting, please don't fight again."
"..." Fang Jian was speechless, thinking that he was causing trouble.
At this time, a Yang Shen realm monk flew up, bowed to Fang Jian, and then said with a resentful look: "Your Excellency, we have already laid out hundreds of formation defense lines, which is enough to delay the mirage for several days. Immortals can go to Tianzhu Mountain to discuss with other immortals how to resist mirages.
After just one cast, the power of the mirage expanded several times, and five of our defense lines were destroyed..."
The underlying meaning of this is, 'Don't make trouble. If you don't take action, we can resist this mirage for a few more days. If you take action, we may not be able to survive today.'
Fang Jian smiled lightly when he heard this and didn't care. He just nodded and said, "Okay, I won't take action anymore."
The Yang Shen cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, bowed respectfully to Fang Jian and said, "Thank you, Master, for understanding Hai Han. I will take my leave."
Then the Yang Shen cultivators returned underground and began to organize manpower to strengthen the rear front.
And Fang Jian did not take action rashly again, fearing that his next action would not only fail to block the mirage, but would backfire and strengthen it again. So he flew into the sky, retreated thousands of miles away, and then sat down cross-legged on the clouds, his eyes always staring at the advancing thick fog and mirage in front of him.
At this moment, Fang Jian suddenly had an idea. By the way, his "Hongqing Yulu Zhenglei Sword Sutra" was a Tao method deduced from this world, and it had been recognized by the rules of this world.
So, can we deduce this method again and find out the flaws of this mirage?
He did what he said, and Fang Jian immediately stopped running the "Innate Zhengfa Mixed Thunder Treasure Scroll" and started running his own Taoist method "Hongqing Jade Law Zhenglei Sword Sutra".
Because "Hongqing Yulu Zhenglei Sword Sutra" is his own Taoist method, it does not conflict with "Xiantian Zhengfa Mixed Thunder Treasure Scroll".
However, because the "Hongqing Yulu Zhenglei Sword Sutra" has just been drafted and is not yet complete, Fang Jian still has to major in "Xiantian Zhengfa Mixed Thunder Treasure Scroll". However, although the former is not yet perfect, it can still be used as Fang Jian's work in the future. Taoism is passed down into the world.
