Chapter 101: Desert Mist, Mirage Spitting Sand
"This place is too dangerous, I will send you to the Eastern Regions, take my handwritten book into the Dongfeng Pavilion, and use the resources in the pavilion to improve your strength." With the appearance of complex formations, Ling Shuang said slowly.
"Aren't you going back?" Beside him, Meng Tan asked.
"It's not time yet, I need to take advantage of this opportunity to break through the current realm, and I need to persuade the forces of the Western Regions to cooperate against Luo Tiandian, how can I stop here?!"
After a pause, Ling Shuang took out an elixir and put it in Mengtan's hand: "This elixir can unravel the Gu poison in you, go to the Dongfeng Pavilion Thunder Pool and take it, the space there is disordered, enough to avoid their positioning." ”
Hearing this, Meng Tan's expression was shocked: "When did you find out?" ”
"There is a sword mark on the body of the Soul Eater Demon Tan, it is obvious that it has just been cut, if it weren't for this, this array talisman would not be able to resist for so long." As he spoke, he looked sideways at the location where the original Demon Tan was, "The poisonous aura that you inadvertently revealed, the other Luo Tiandian monks also have it. ”
"Luo Tiandian acted ruthlessly, even if he didn't trust his own people, he controlled it with the Gu Pill refined by the Dan Demon, and I happened to hold the antidote refined by the Dan Demon to rescue the controlled opponent, so why not? As for the Gu poisonous aura, I think the Soul Eater Demon Tan can be well mimicred. ”
After accepting the elixir, Meng Tan said: "Daoyou is very calculating, but how should you fight against the hall master, if you have the means to fight, it is not that you can't defeat the halberd." ”
"The position of the ancient monk." As he spoke, Ling Shuang filled the gap in the formation and invested several spiritual materials to strengthen the stability of cross-domain teleportation.
"Dao Master?!"
"It's a kind of inheritance, but you still need to have a certain realm to be able to accept the inheritance." Adhering to the point of view of employing people without doubt, Ling Shuang has no reservations about Mengtan.
"Let's talk about it in detail next time, take a step forward, and take your leave." As he spoke, Meng Tan activated the teleportation formation on the ground, and with the spiritual light rising in the array, overlapping afterimages began to appear, turning into a dream bubble with the wind.
Soon after the formation was activated, it began to dissolve into the initial spiritual power, leaving no trace, this is a one-time formation, with the teleportation array and the fusion spirit array, the moment it is activated, the dual formation will be launched, shattering the original teleportation array, in case of accidents.
Due to the special nature of the Soul Melting Array, it is possible to dissolve the enabled teleportation array without changing the spatial trajectory.
After the formation was exhausted, Ling Shuang once again divided his divine soul, irradiating this desert, looking for an opportunity.
After exploring for a long time, although he found a lot of small opportunities, he couldn't improve Ling Shuang's strength, even so, those small opportunities were not small in the outside world.
The divine soul continued to spread, until the limit of strength, there was still not much to discover, in addition to those ordinary spiritual materials along the way, it was a few desert spirit beasts, this is still the result of the dangerous place, if there is a special terrain, it is a desert that emits mist.
"No, a misty desert?!" When Ling Shuang recalled the image of the divine soul, he found a place of opportunity that he had overlooked.
In the image, the fog seems to contain a world, with pavilions and pavilions, and vast lakes and seas, and the ethereal mountains containing mysterious artistic conceptions, which are fascinating.
As if he had discovered Ling Shuang's divine soul exploration, a huge pupil appeared in the desert, no less than the size of a pavilion, showing a brownish black, and it seemed to contain a dark world, absorbing all the light.
"Mirage?!"
Seeing this scene, Ling Shuang's imperial envoy flew his sword and hurried towards the desert.
The fog gradually thickened, stretching for thousands of miles, and the mirage was hidden in it, even if it was above the Yuan Infant, it was impossible to find its traces, and could only vaguely guess the approximate location according to some signs.