Not long ago, Li Baifeng told an allusion, and then Fang Chuang gave him a gourd, gray, not big, just a simple refining, barely a magic weapon. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Used to pack things for him.

There is nothing special about the gourd, but this kind of thing is quite special.

"Peng!!

A gray haze suddenly burst out, instantly engulfing his figure and disappearing, and in an instant, the cloud-like thick gray haze couldn't help but surge, spreading rapidly in all directions!

Hearing the sound of the gourd being crushed, Fang Chuang's face couldn't help but show a wry smile, he had a lot of effort to collect this gourd, couldn't this guy show a little cherishment?

It's really unpleasant to use.

Under the control of the "Xuanshan Sutra", the speed of the haze spread extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the magic spells in the sky were swallowed up, and the crowd behind them surged away!

Losing the target, and not being able to see the spell they released, the Youth Association naturally lost their judgment, and didn't know where to land the spell, and a few astute people had already loosened the seal and decisively retreated, in order to avoid the menacing haze.

They also belong to the Taihang Youth Association, and they have seen the power of this thing in Fang Chuang's hands, and they definitely don't want to fall into it at the moment.

But it's too late.

The layers of haze suddenly drummed out, engulfing those who had already withdrawn and retreated, who were about to turn around and run, and who hadn't figured out where the spell in their hands should fall, so they were all in place for a while!

The road ahead is surrounded by layers of obstacles, and it is impossible to see where to go, and it is impossible to find the way from which it came.

To put it simply, it is "pitch black and invisible".

"Ouch, who hit me?"

"Whew, it hurts, don't step on it, don't step on it!"

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"Who's beating me?"

In the haze, everyone lost their direction and rushed around like headless flies, intending to rush out of this confusing place, and inevitably collided with each other.

Others stood in place, on guard, not daring to run around, and then were bumped around by people who were running around, and were finally forced to join in.

Several cultivators of the Earth Cultivation genus remembered what Li Baifeng had done before, and they were now using their mana in unison to control and condense the haze around them.

And these witty people have naturally become the focus of the attack.

In fact, these haze are not algorithmic weapons, strictly speaking, they are just materials, Fang Chuang has great ambitions, he wants to use these haze to refine a real magic weapon, a magic weapon that can also have an impact on monks above the god transformation stage, not a magic weapon that can only blind low-level monks.

But his strength realm is not enough, not enough to complete a magic weapon, so he collects these haze in a small gourd, and usually releases it directly to trap the enemy, and the effect is okay.

This is why Li Baifeng was able to easily put away the haze released by Fang Chuang, otherwise, even if the Xuanshan Sutra he cultivated was ten times more subtle, it would never be so easy.

Correspondingly, this thing is just a material in his hands, and others can put it away, and this thing will not give him any preferential treatment.

He was the first to fall into the haze after it unfolded, and like everyone else, his vision was limited and he couldn't see clearly.

But it doesn't matter, the people of the Xuanshan Sect walk on the ground, and they don't necessarily have to rely on their eyes to discern the direction.

He quickly closed his eyes, and between the flow of mana, a clear sense came from the leylines under his feet, and in an instant, he "saw" another world.

The earth beneath his feet turned into an earthy yellow air current, thick and solid, and the dragon-like veins meandered together, radiating into the distance. Sharp white-gold currents bulged above the earth's veins, either low or majestic, and they were mountains. Mountains and rivers are connected to the earth's leylines, one and the same, but separate from each other.

The pale cyan air flow flowed between the heavens and the earth, representing the wind of the wood genus, which was wrapped in a series of colorful, deep and shallow violent fluctuations, which were rapidly attacking him.

Naturally, it is a technique performed by the people of the Youth Association.

One day not long ago, Li Baifeng broke into the late stage of qi refining, and while his mood was improved, he suddenly became interested and deduced a mountain-moving boxing, but when he deduced it, he saw such a world.

At that time, he didn't know that the biggest gain was not the improvement of boxing skills at all, but the origin of the scene of the communication between heaven and earth by the meaning of moving mountain boxing and the meaning of the "Xuanshan Sutra", what he saw was a deeper world than what he could see with the naked eye, a world composed of aura, spirit and true meaning.

What he didn't know was that it was precisely because he came into contact with this world that his state of mind was truly stabilized, from the late stage of Qi refining to the half-step consummation realm, and there was only a thin layer of window paper separated from the Great Perfection, only a glimmer of opportunity.

Li Baifeng used the mountain stealth technique, and the leylines under his feet lit up with a misty earthy yellow light, pulling his figure up with an extremely fast speed, and he had already moved away before the chaotic spell could be smashed.

Movement is relative.

This is the trick of mountain stealth, not just the footsteps of people, but also the movement of the leylines. When his "Xuanshan Sutra" advances to a certain realm, this technique will naturally derive a magical power - shrinking the ground into inches.

After calmly dodging these complicated spells, his mind moved, and he found a group of wandering and uncertain human forms of various colors in the origin scene, that is, the people of the Taihang Youth Association.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and in an instant, he clenched the copper rod in his hand.

Let me hunt down those who are stuck in the haze!

"What about people? You're ......"

"Smack!"

"Boom."

"What is the scope of this haze, why can't you run out of ......?"

"Smack!"

"Boom."

"Hey, don't run, let's lean on ......"

"Smack!"

"Ahh It hurts, who hits ......"

"Smack!!

"Boom."

"Whew, I almost missed." Li Baifeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and immediately clenched the copper stick in his hand again.

As he continued to "hunt", the number of the originally small number of Youth Association monks decreased sharply, and the noisy and chaotic voices before gradually weakened, and even gradually quieted down.

The few survivors had already sensed that something was wrong, and remembered that there were not only pig teammates in the field, but also opponents. In order to avoid attracting the enemy, they immediately silenced and looked vigilant and guarded all around.

But it didn't do much to warm up.

Li Baifeng did not rely on sound to find their location, and the "hunt" continued. (To be continued.) )