At the junction of the mountain peaks and the pink swamp is a sandy beach of fine pink gravel, which looks very dreamy against the backdrop of the glittering light.

Shi Ming slowly floated towards the peak, stopping at the edge of the pink swamp.

Looking at the peaks where the clouds and the sky meet, Shi Ming's eyes showed a look of disbelief.

A colorful miasma permeated the seemingly endless pink swamp.

For countless years, no one knew where this colorful miasma came from.

And there are only a handful of people who have seen this mountain.

For countless years, no one has ever spoken of this mountain.

Floating in the distance of the dry swamp overlooking the entire swamp, there is no such majestic peak.

"What the hell is this place?" Shi Ming muttered, "I have looked down on the depths of the mud swamp countless times, but there is nothing but a vast mist, and there is absolutely no mountain of this height. ”

Shi Ming subconsciously used the pupil technique, trying to see through whether this mountain peak was an entity, or a shocking handiwork laid by a certain great power countless years ago.

However, Shi Ming's body had not cultivated double pupils, and the leader of the hidden sect had to give up.

Shi Ming looked at the fine sand in front of him, the edge of the pink swamp was as quiet as stagnant water, but there were fine waves, constantly lapping on the beach.

Shi Ming did not rush to set foot on the peak, but stayed where he was, quietly watching.

Those who come here must be very careful in everything, and if they take a wrong step, they may fall into a situation from which they will never recover.

The miasma seemed to flow much faster here.

Those colorful miasma flowed around Shi Ming, constantly corroding the shield that wrapped Shi Ming's body.

The movement speed of the small island controlled by the four major organizations is far less than Shi Ming's, and Shi Ming's ability to absorb the island's dense energy is getting less and less.

Those colorful miasma kept corroding the shield, the sound of sizzling continued to sound, and the thick white mist kept growing, gradually obscuring Shi Ming's vision.

Shi Ming didn't pay attention to the shield wrapped around his body at this moment, but looked at the mountain peak coldly.

The summit was not visible, but several colorful miasma slowly flowed down the mountain from the peak, like a waterfall.

The miasma stretched all the way to the fine sand at the foot of the mountain, and then turned into a large area of colorful miasma, slowly floating on the pink swamp.

And the floating colorful miasma also seems to be running along a certain trajectory.

While Shi Ming was pondering, a crisp sound sounded, and the shield that wrapped Shi Ming suddenly broke.

Those colorful miasma instantly attached to Shi Ming's body.

The robe wrapped around Shi Ming's body slowly circulated with gray light, and countless strange symbols on it alternated between light and dark, which looked extremely mysterious.

Those colorful miasma kept eroding the gray robe, but they couldn't hurt Shi Ming's body in the slightest.

But Shi Ming's hands and head were still exposed to the colorful miasma.

A sparkling red glow suddenly appeared on Shi Ming's face, exuding a strong aura of flames.

After those colorful miasma touched Shi Ming's skin, they kept canceling each other out with the rich flame aura, and the white mist kept steaming up on Shi Ming's face and hands.

The colorful miasma seemed to contain an extremely rich mist, and the peak seemed to be the source of this colorful miasma.

It was only after the thick mist was infected by an unknown object that it turned into this extremely terrifying colorful miasma, which permeated this pink swamp.

Many fine droplets of water had already condensed on Shi Ming's bare skin, and Shi Ming ignored it.

The drops of water condensed on Shi Ming's fingertips and toes, slowly dripping onto the pink swamp.

The droplets didn't melt directly into the pink swamp, but jumped and disappeared into the distance as if they were dripping onto a red-hot iron pot, splashing a little ripple.

Shi Ming took a deep breath and slowly floated towards the peak.

This mountain seems to have a terrifying power, greatly suppressing all the creatures that come here.

As soon as Shi Ming approached the peak, his body involuntarily fell downward, like an ordinary person who had lost his strength.

"Damn. Shi Ming looked at the pink swamp below him, his face was a little gloomy.

"This place is really too weird, the ancestors only recorded in the history of the organization that Huajing was buried in the depths of the pink swamp with the three corpse fairy spirit flowers, but it was never mentioned that there was such a magnificent mountain. Shi Ming looked coldly at the pink sand under his feet, his eyes wandered, and he slowly stepped on.

There was nothing special about the pink sand, and Shi Ming only felt a slight coolness on it.

Looking at the mountain peak in front of him, Shi Ming walked forward slowly, leaving a series of shallow footprints on the beach behind him.

......

The colorful miasma was slowly pushed away, and the thick mist kept steaming, slowly drifting into the sky.

The runes around the island were still bright, and the huge energy shield wrapped around the island, and the front was white and expansive, converging with the colorful miasma, making the scene ahead unreal.

The Spider Web Leader and the Sky Hunter Leader stood together, looking ahead and not saying a word.

The leader of Bihu took the wooden stick and the ball and looked at it carefully, his expression constantly changing.

After thinking for a moment, the leader of Bihu walked to the front of the island with a stick and a ball.

At the edge of the island in front of them, the Spider Web Leader and the Sky Hunter stood side by side, but the two leaders were not visible to the people on the island.

After the leader of the blue lake walked to the edge of the island, he also seemed to disappear into thin air, and disappeared.

The Spider Web Leader looked at the Shelter Leader and said in a deep voice, "Have you ever found something?"

The leader of the blue lake levitated the strange object in the air, and a trace of vitality diffracted between his right fingers, slowly merging into the orb.

A flash of light suddenly lit up, emitting a soft glow, but then extinguished, turning into a round ball with a rough surface.

"The ball doesn't seem to have been corroded by too many years. The cobweb leader squinted his eyes and said coldly.

"Yes. The leader of Bihu nodded, "It is true that it has not been eroded by time, and this ball and wooden stick seem to be wrapped in a mysterious substance, which can easily resist the erosion of colorful miasma." ”

"So powerful, what the hell is this?" the Heaven Hunter Leader looked at the orb in surprise.

"Probably, just an ordinary torch. The leader of Bihu whispered.

"Torch?" "The leader of the Sky Hunter subconsciously tilted his head, looking quite incredulous, "Who would be so bored to throw a torch here?"

"It's hard to say. The Bihu Leader's expression was a little gloomy, "This thing is by no means an old object from countless years ago, and it is no more than thirty years at most. ”

"Thirty years?" the web-leader looked ahead, "so someone has recently been in the depths of the Pink Swamp, and has escaped the dense guards that our four organizations have planted around the Pink Swamp. ”

"That man's strength is really extraordinary. The leader of the Sky Hunter looked rather strange, as if he was about to see the man.

"But I still don't know how this light lasts so long, and when it is pulled out, it seems to have lost its power to maintain it. The leader of Bihu stroked the wooden stick in his hand, and his eyes showed deep thought.

"Anyway, we must get the Three Corpse Fairy Spirit Flowers on this trip, we don't have much time, if we fail, we all have to be buried here. The cobweb leader's calm words revealed a sense of tragedy.

The leader of the blue lake sighed, took the stick and the ball away, and walked towards the center of the island.

......

Not far from the perimeter of the pink swamp, it was a place wrapped in a dark green miasma, and there was no cloud in sight.

The plants here are unusually luxuriant.

In a hut made of plants growing naturally, there are many objects, all of which are pots and pots.

There were many unknown plants scattered on the ground, and some colorful liquids were scattered on the ground, some of which had dried up and formed patches.

In the center of the hut was a wooden stick with a ball hanging from it, which was emitting a soft light.

In an instant, the light suddenly disappeared, and the room instantly went dark.

A hand covered in fine scales suddenly reached out to the stick.