Ning Yue took a hundred Yuanying monks to explore the white mist.
Strangely enough, his soul is extremely powerful, covering hundreds of miles around is no problem, but it cannot penetrate the white mist.
This white mist was so weird that it could actually block his spiritual perception, making him unable to perceive the existence within the white mist.
Soon, the group of them passed through the eye of the sea and arrived at the island, shrouded in white mist.
Someone took out the shadow stone to take a picture, but it was covered by the white mist, and there was no way of knowing what was inside the white mist.
Everyone was very afraid of Bai Wu and didn't dare to go in.
Ning Yue was the first to enter the white mist. Suddenly, the white mist came like a vine and instantly wrapped around Ning Yue's body. Moreover, this white mist had a very powerful strangulation ability.
boom!
Ning Yue tightened his fingers, and powerful energy burst out from his body, shattering all the white mist.
But this white mist seems to have spirituality, like thousands of vines rolling over.
After everyone saw it, they were all frightened and did not dare to come over. They were afraid of being swallowed up and strangled by the white mist. They did not have the strength of Ning Yue. If they were entangled in the white mist, the situation would be very dangerous.
Ning Yue was very depressed. These white mists were very spiritual and had powerful strangulation abilities. How to solve this?
He struggled hard again, and the white mist was shattered by him again, but the white mist in the distance gathered again, like giant leaping dragons.
Everyone felt extremely frightened. How could they continue to explore? It was like seeing a ghost. The Penglai Taoist Temple Gate ruins were really terrifying.
"Senior Lin, this white mist is so terrifying. It must be derived from some ancient magic circle. This white mist has become spiritual." Someone said loudly.
Ning Yue said: "Don't go in for now, I'll try again."
But as soon as he finished speaking, the white mist, like overwhelming vines, suddenly wrapped around these monks. In an instant, dozens of monks were entangled in the white mist.
Some monks simply could not withstand the strangulation power of the white mist, and their bodies were instantly cut into pieces and turned into a bloody mist.
Some monks were able to hold on for a while, but Ning Yue came over and helped them cut off the entanglement of the white mist, saving the lives of more than a dozen monks.
The other monks and the monks rescued by Ning Yue ran away in panic.
"Hurry up and run away! What the hell, there's a ghost!" A monk shouted in horror.
"I quit. This is too dangerous. It's no place for humans." A monk shouted.
Although the monks fled in all directions, Ning Yue did not leave. He once again fought his way out of the heavy white mist.
The monks watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but feel terrified. Li Wansong looked solemn and said:
"I didn't expect that there are so many weird places in this blessed land, and that the white mist has such terrifying power. What does Fellow Daoist Lin want to do?"
Those monks who did not follow Ning Yue felt very lucky.
Bang bang bang!
Ning Yue clenched his fists and condensed the Samsara Fist to continuously attack the surging white mist.
The white mist rolled like a sea of clouds, transformed into various shapes, and kept attacking Ning Yue, but was shattered by the fist seal.
"kill!"
Ning Yue shouted, and kept pushing forward like a bulldozer, and the vast sea of mist rolled in like a huge wave.
As you go deeper, tremendous pressure surges from all directions, and every inch of air contains billions of power, capable of crushing a monk.
Ning Yue was calm in his heart, calm and unhurried, frantically concentrating his fist seals and blasting them, shattering the overwhelming mist.
At this moment, Ning Yue's body was submerged in the white mist, and outsiders could no longer see Ning Yue.
"Haha, if that guy insists on showing off, I'm afraid he will be swallowed by this man-eating white mist." A monk laughed.
"Who can withstand that unceasing offensive? Does he think he is the master of the palace?" A monk said in a strange tone.
Chu Yunshen frowned coldly and said angrily: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for killing you."
After speaking, Chu Yunshen burst out with a tyrannical momentum.
Everyone felt horrified, but some monks still muttered reluctantly: "What we said is true, but if a good man doesn't fight with a woman, let's see if he can come back."
At this time, Ning Yue saw a blue light mask, glowing with aqua blue color.
"This should be the sect's grand formation. To be honest, isn't this grand formation destroyed? How can it still exist?"
Ning Yue couldn't help but feel a little confused.
He still condensed his fist seal and struck it on the blue shield.
boom!
The blue protective shield shook violently and opened a hole. Ning Yue got into the protective shield through the opening.
When he entered the inside of the shield, the breach closed quickly, blocking the white mist from outside the shield.
Ning Yue felt it was amazing that this shield had the ability to recover.
It seems that the formation was destroyed back then, but it has some resilience, so it still exists today.
Ning Yue fell from the sky and landed on the ground. Looking around, the surroundings were dark, like rainy weather.
Ning Yue could vaguely see the ruins around him. There were hundreds of peaks. Some peaks were broken, some were broken, leaving only a pile of rubble, and some were well preserved.
There are a large number of buildings on these mountain peaks, some of which are spectacular and majestic, some of which have only one main hall, and some of which only have a few pillars left.
There is a magnificent main hall on the peak in the center. It is so huge that one tile is as big as a door panel. Although the main hall is dilapidated and tiles fall from the top from time to time, the overall building is still there. It's like a fairy palace.
"There must be a very important treasure here. The reason why I came in early was to take away the treasure here first. It seems I have to go and have a look."
Ning Yue kicked his foot on the ground, and after a few ups and downs, he arrived in front of the main hall.
The main hall was surrounded by a purple aura, which seemed to have some kind of terrifying pressure, but the purple aura was very light.
Ning Yue did not dare to act rashly and stood directly in front of the main hall.
In front of the main hall, there is an endless stone staircase.
He came here.
There is also a huge stone next to the stone steps, which is a stone tablet. Although it is mottled, the writing on it is still clearly visible, which reads:
"Three Immortals Palace, non-inner disciples of our sect are not allowed to enter, and you will be responsible for the consequences."
"Three Immortals Hall? This must be the core main hall of Penglai Taoist Palace. If there is something very scary, it should be here."
Ning Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking whether there was danger in this stone step?
However, after a moment of thinking, he decided to step onto the stone steps.
When he took the first step on the stone steps, Ning Yue's expression suddenly changed.
