In the depths of the swamp is a wider mist. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Originally, with the height of the iron-winged Sky Eagle, no miasma on the ground could invade.

But now, the misty clouds and mist are straight up to the sky, like a wall of continuous clouds across the sky and the earth.

"It's weird!"

Seeing this, Fang Ming was not shocked or overjoyed, driving the iron-winged Sky Eagle to crash into the fog wall.

"Giggles!"

But Xiao Tie was screaming, the feathers on his body stood up, and there was constant fear in his spirit, and he didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool!

"Don't be afraid!"

Fang Ming stroked his eyebrows, and his spiritual power spread, constantly soothing the iron-winged Sky Eagle and driving it forward.

"Chirp!"

In the end, Fang Ming even managed to run out of the Demon Tribulation of the Six Tribulation Eyes, and he barely made the Iron-Winged Sky Eagle plunge headlong into the wall of the Sea of Clouds.

"Hmm!"

As soon as he entered, Fang Ming's face changed!

"This fog ......"

His face turned slightly pale, and he felt that the spiritual power that spread out seemed to be carrying a thousand weights! The mist here actually has the miraculous effect of suppressing the power of the Divine Yuan!

He felt that his consumption was increasing drastically, if he wanted to maintain this state of Divine Yuan out of his body at all times, his consumption would at least increase dozens of times compared to the outside!

The scope of exploration is dozens of times smaller!

"Horror! Terrible! ”

When he arrived here, not only was the Iron Winged Sky Eagle uneasy, but even Fang Ming felt a terrifying smell.

He was so uneasy that he even had chills in his back, and the meditation that had reached the realm of the Fifth True Meditation seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke.

The original ability of foreknowledge seems to have been greatly suppressed!

"But...... If it weren't for the big secret here, how could there be a treasure map? How could the Great Dry Prince be so desperate to pursue? ”

Fang Ming has always wanted to seek stability.

But now, he is seventy or eighty percent sure of winning the bet, and the brave and refined thoughts of the warrior immediately emerged.

"Go on!"

Fang Ming drove the Iron-Winged Sky Eagle forward more carefully, and the further he went inside, the thicker the fog became.

Even, he made an unexpected discovery.

"Huh? The concentration of heaven and earth vitality here is actually much higher than that of the outside world! ”

Fang Ming's face was surprised, the original Daqian World was a high-level, high-energy world, and what he had gained from meditating here for one night far surpassed the accumulation of several nights or even more than ten nights in other martial arts worlds.

But after arriving in the mist, he was shocked to find that every time he breathed, the internal force he refined was actually comparable to the kung fu of meditating on a cup of tea in the outside world!

What is this concept?

"Several times...... That's a dozen times the difference! Fear...... It's the level of the Three Sects and Five Sects Mountain Gate, and that's it, right? ”

Fang Ming's face was solemn.

At the speed of the Iron-winged Eagle, he had at least penetrated a hundred miles, but he had found nothing.

This wide range made him even more frightened, and he also felt his own insignificance.

"The wilderness is infinitely vast, and even the Seven Demon Gates of the Outer Regions may only have explored the edge......"

A realization was suddenly generated in his heart: "With my boundary, seek the boundlessness of heaven and earth, happy!" ”

……

White, white everywhere!

The heavens and the earth were foggy, and there was no end in sight, and even Fang Ming thought that the iron-winged sky eagle had not moved at all, just like a specimen in amber.

Such a feeling is undoubtedly very torturous.

But after Fang Ming broke through the fog in his heart, he was no longer afraid, following the treasure map phantom in his memory, and even pursuing the flash of inspiration in his heart.

His gaze was divided, and the Heavenly Eye Qi Technique had already gone out with all his might, constantly correcting his line.

Whew!

Suddenly, about a thousand zhang away from his side, the sea of clouds suddenly rolled, revealing a scale armor the size of a house.

A few pieces of scale armor suddenly flashed, and behind them, a huge figure like a mountain seemed to be connected, and suddenly disappeared.

The clouds and mist surged, as if they had encountered a huge whirlpool.

Fang Ming was suddenly terrified!

"This ...... What is this? ”

The iron-winged sky eagle didn't even dare to scream at this time, and secretly lowered his height.

Fang Ming was almost suffocated, feeling as if he had stepped into the territory of an unknown creature, and that feeling of spiritual coercion was even greater than the pressure on him from the heavenly beings.

"Nope! Compared to it, the Seven Absolute Holy Hands are simply an ant!!! ”

Cold sweat slipped from the corners of Fang Ming's eyebrows, and the warning signs in his heart suddenly intensified to the limit.

"Now I ...... For the other party, it may be just a speck of dust! Xiaotie, don't be afraid...... It's normal! ”

At this moment, Fang Ming could barely maintain his composure.

It wasn't until the iron-winged eagle flew out of the distance of tens of thousands of zhang that he dared to look behind him with palpitations.

Whew!

Two waterfall-like aircurrents suddenly appeared in the void, and Fang Ming's hairs stood on end again.

The two air currents fused together, and it seemed to form a terrifying tornado.

The wind howled, and the tornado formed a whirlpool, finally thinning the surrounding fog a little.

Immediately, Fang Ming saw a huge black shadow like a mountain.

Click!

Suddenly, like a flash of lightning, an eye the size of an acre suddenly opened, revealing a vertical pupil.

The invisible pressure in the air rose to the limit again, and the iron-winged Aquila fell headlong and fell vertically to the ground.

"Roar ......"

A grand, majestic, roar that Fang Ming had never heard before sounded.

Immediately, the vertical eye disappeared again, the clouds thickened, and the mountains moved, as if they had turned over, and fell asleep again.

"Quick! Come on! ”

Fang Ming pulled Xiao Tie's head suddenly, and it finally spread its wings again, pulling up in a thrilling way before it was about to fall to the ground.

"That's ......"

A man and an eagle all ran wildly with their heads covered, and fled in embarrassment, until half an hour had passed, and they had only recovered a little after they had left that place far away.

Fang Ming's face was solemn to the limit, and only one voice kept echoing in his mind: "Yun Conglong!" Cloud from the Dragon! ……”

"The scales just now, and the vertical pupils, is it a real dragon !!!?"

Although Fang Ming had long known that the Great Dry World was far from being as simple as it seemed, and he also knew that there were endless rare and exotic beasts in this world, when a dragon really appeared in front of him, he still felt a lot of pressure.

He only had one thought now, and that was to stay away from the place he had just been, as far away as possible.

Burst!

Suddenly, the clouds and mist dispersed, and a new world appeared in front of Fang Ming.

"Huh?"

Fang Ming looked back and saw that he had finally flown out of the sea of clouds, and Xiao Tie was dragging a long white line behind him.

The sky is clear, the wind is smooth, the clouds are rainy, and the color is bright.

"Luoxia and lonely birds fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky! What a spectacle! ”

Emotion appeared in Fang Ming's eyes.

As the Aquila climbed, he saw more.

It is surrounded by clouds and mist on all sides, and it is like an isolated paradise.

At the center is a huge lake, as green as a mirror, and there seem to be some animals inhabiting it.

The scenery is beautiful and picturesque, in stark contrast to the thrilling that preceded it.

"If it's a treasure in the temple, is it here?"

Fang Ming frowned: "The final indication of the treasure map seems to be the Great Lake in the center!" ”

He drove the iron-winged Aquila and wanted to fly towards the lake.

However, as the distance got closer and closer, Fang Ming's pupils gradually dilated: "This is ......"

He climbed high and looked far away, his vision was amazing, and his field of vision was extremely wide, and when he ordered the iron-winged eagle to fly high, he saw the real horror hidden under the ordinary!

"This is not a lake !!"

Fang Ming almost burst into a foul mouth: "What the hell is this...... This silhouette ...... It's clearly a person's fist print!!! ”

The scope of this lake is extremely wide, if Fang Ming came by land, he might not be aware of it at all.

But he was condescending at this time, and he saw that the outline of the lake was very regular, and the traces of the knuckles were like the appearance of a person's fist prints!!!

"Could it be that this lake was formed by an unknown existence under a punch?"

Fang Ming pondered and was extremely frightened: "Then how tall is he, is he a giant like Pangu?" No! If it is the size of an ordinary person, it is even more terrifying, how earth-shattering is the martial arts? To this extent? Martial Ancestor? ”

The iron-winged eagle slowly landed on the shore of the lake, startling a shoal of gulls and herons.

Fang Ming looked at the vast lake, and the vibration in his heart was incomparable.

"This lake is more than fifty miles in circumference, with an area of at least tens of thousands of acres, if you want to smash it out with one punch, what kind of martial arts cultivation is needed?"

Originally, he heard that in ancient times, Wu Zu fought with the Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor and others, and broke the wilderness.

But now, with the facts in front of him, he immediately believed it.

"To cause such an effect, it is useless for the Buddha Emperor of the temple to come, except for those ancient Venerables, there are very few people who can do this in the Middle Ages, and there is only one person related to the temple - the Buddha !!"

Fang Ming's eyes suddenly lit up: "Could it be ...... This is not a treasure of the temple, but a treasure of the Buddha? ”

"So...... Where exactly is the treasure? ”

Fang Ming suppressed the excitement in his heart, and plunged into the lake with a fierce son.

After a long time, he returned to the shore with a body of water: "The bottom of the lake is normal, there is no trace of ......"

"Since it is hidden by the Buddha, it will naturally not be a tasteless thing like gold and silver jewelry, and it is estimated that it is not a Buddha treasure or a martial arts inheritance!"

Martial arts are to the extreme, every word and deed is inconsistent, and even the martial artist has a trace of the Tao.

In this way, when you shoot, you can also leave traces in heaven and earth.

Some of these traces are even indefatigable, and they can give supreme benefits to those who come after them.

It's like the Great Qiantai Ancestor, who was lucky enough to find an ancient relic in the wilderness, exhausted his efforts and efforts, and finally realized the Heavenly Son Dragon Fist from the Dao traces! Lay the foundation of hegemony!

But Fang Ming glanced at the lake again.

"It's a pity...... There's no such thing as a road mark here......" (To be continued.) )