"Qiu Wan, did you mention other information about the Grebe Mother Empress in the message, such as skills, weaknesses, etc. ”

Wen Yiming asked, he was still a little worried, although the Gulf Mother Emperor only had less than a 10% chance of being alive, but he had to prepare in advance, after all, it was inevitable that they would return to the Gulf Abyss on this trip.

Fifth Qiu Wan shook her head and said, "No, I just mentioned that if the Grebe Mother Emperor is not dead, Feng Ming Purple String is in its body and needs to be killed; ”

Everyone recognized that the Queen of Cormorants, as the original king of cormorants, even if the flesh and blood were eaten by the Blood Shadow Cormorants, the breath left behind by the bones could still benefit them.

In the next few days, everyone spent time in cultivation, and they entered the peak state one after another, only Wen Yiming was still in a state of unhealed injury, but the forging function had been fully recovered, and the full true yuan and spiritual power were in the operation of the soul formula, nourishing the last tenacious injury.

The vitality was nourished by the purple spirit essence of the purple qi ya, and half of it was restored, which was indeed a god speed, if it weren't for the purple electric spirit vulture, they would only need to stay for another month to recover.

Wen Yiming didn't regret it, in the past few days, he woke up from his cultivation several times, opened his eyes and naturally looked at the bottom of the cliff, always feeling that he would come back to this place, this sense came from the dragon spear in his ring, which made him very happy.

As for whether to go to the Gulf Abyss or continue to search for Amani's Cliffs, he chose the former.

The fate must be held tightly in his hand, Amon can now sense the Amani Cliff, so naturally go and get the Fengming Purple String first, in case after entering the Amani Cliff, whether there is a chance to return to the sea of clouds, it is difficult to say.

What he was thinking about now was why the wanderer hadn't been able to find Feng Ming Zixian in the first place, it stands to reason that with Zhou Xiaoshuai's heavenly calculations, he must know where Feng Ming Zixian was hiding.

The wanderer had been to the Zu'an tribe a hundred years ago, and he had also been to the Sea of Clouds, and he couldn't figure out why a super god of war had not succeeded.

He believed that most of the reasons why the wanderer could not return to the sea of clouds must be to find Fengming Zixian, and he also believed that with the strength of the wanderer, if he wanted to break into the abyss, how simple it would be.

The only thing that can explain it is that the wanderer was bewitched by the illusion in the sea of clouds without return, and then may have strayed into the Amani Cliffs.

Wen Yiming thought of this, and said secretly: As for it, if even the super god of war can be confused, this illusion dragon soul can stand it?

At least from the current point of view, only Tong Qiang and Hao Tianxiao have been confused by the illusion, and Amon and the others have been in the purple qi and have never tried it at all.

Maybe the illusion in the sea of clouds without return is like a chronic poison, Wen Yiming can only think so, and hope so, the purple qi will reach the cormorant abyss, and it will only take more than half a day to get the route right, and it is possible for all of them not to be confused by the illusion, which is a good thing.

When they stepped out of the purple mist area, looking back at the swirling purple mist, they were still a little reluctant, a rare cultivation treasure land.

In Wen Yiming's heart, he was secretly praying not to run into Situ Qianjian.

Templars, don't dream that people will die in the Gulf Pit, it's impossible.

"Strange!"

Two hours later, Tong Qiang was puzzled, and in the inquiring eyes of everyone, he explained: "I feel that the phenomenon of being confused by the illusion has disappeared!"

Hao Tianxiao echoed: "That's true, not only is there no illusory illusion, but there are also ...... You don't have to focus on aura perception, but mental perception to see how far you can reach. ”

Wen Yiming has been thinking about the Cormorant Abyss and Feng Ming Zixian, but he didn't find anything unusual, and besides, he had a soul stealing reel, and there was no comparison reference at all.

Hearing this at this moment, he hurriedly turned off the concentration aura, and as a result, under everyone's confirmation, the range of spiritual perception reached fifty meters, which was almost the same as his aura.

It was not surprising that Amon and the other nine people had not experienced the sea of clouds without returning and went directly to the Purple Qi Ya, but Wen Yiming and the four of them were surprised.

After thinking for a long time, Wen Yiming turned on his aura and continued to hurry, although it was a familiar route, he still used a straight line to detect and reconnoiter from time to time.

Another two hours passed, and Wen Yiming and Sai Yaren both noticed that something was a little unusual.

They looked at Amun, and when they looked closely, the fog that permeated his body was always lighter, and the knee-high white mist did not stir the air currents as he walked, but faded beforehand.

After a long time, Wen Yiming caught up with Amun, told the phenomenon bluntly, and then asked, "Can you feel any difference in the sea of clouds without return?"

Amon thought for a moment and said, "These fogs can be used by me, in fact, I have been feeling it, it can make my cultivation not regress, so I haven't thought about other things, but when you ask now, I know." ”

"What do you know?" asked Saiaren, turning back as he opened the way ahead.

Amon smiled: "I feel that around me, even without any spiritual perception and aura, I can grasp the wind and grass within fifty meters, and even my vision can penetrate the fog and see fifty meters away." ”

Everyone suddenly, although they couldn't explain anything from this point, all of them were able to achieve the effect of Wen Yiming's concentration aura with spiritual perception, and at the same time not be invaded by the illusion, it was obvious that Amon played a role in it, but Amon himself didn't know what was going on.

Either way, it's a good thing.

For this reason, Amon, who is currently the lowest in cultivation, walked to the front of the team to open the way, and on the left and right were Tong Qiang and Sai Yaren, who were familiar with the terrain and route, and Hao Tianxiao and Wen Yiming walked at the end of the team.

In a few more hours, a group of thirteen people arrived at their destination in the midst of chatting and communicating.

This is not only the place where they were chased and escaped by Situ Qianjian in the first place, but also the place where they rushed out of the quaint abyss.

A pale black-gray mist shrouded the covered area, churning as if there was a large amount of boiling water underneath it.

The black-gray mist spread widely, but it was still marginal.

Everyone couldn't figure it out, the cormorant abyss was thousands of miles long, and there was no independent space in it, and it didn't even have the feeling of shuttling through space when entering, I thought that this area was an area shrouded in dead black fog, but now I look closely, it's not the case.

First of all, they stood in the sea of clouds without returning, and they could feel that the black-gray fog area was not boundless, and secondly, the black-gray fog was not dead, but they just couldn't feel life.

Obviously, the Gulf Abyss is a special area of separate space, and at least no one understands or explains this strange phenomenon.

With curiosity, the thirteen people grabbed each other and jumped in.

There was not even a sense of weightlessness, and everyone seemed to pass through a layer of fog, and their eyes suddenly darkened.

Amon felt the gazes of everyone, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Just like what the instructor said, I only have a spiritual perception within a range of ten meters, and I also need True Yuan to resist the death qi." ”

Everyone was not disappointed, after all, this was a place split from the Purple Qi Ya, and it was obvious that it would not be different because of the identity of the Zu'an madman.

(End of chapter)