After the initial palpitations, Chen An gradually calmed down, after all, with Shen Lin's special secret technique in front of him, it was not abrupt that Modu had the ability to read minds.

It seems that he will have to be more careful in the future, he doesn't have to care about Shen Lin's existence that is not as good as his own, and he can even leak some ideas to mislead them, but in the face of a guy like Mo Du who is stronger than himself, he really can't be too guarded.

While Chen An closed his mind to prevent others from prying eyes, he still thought a little strangely that even if he read his doubts, why did he come to explain to himself what his purpose was.

Suddenly, a burst of murmuring sounded in his ears, Chen An's thoughts suddenly became chaotic, and his spirit couldn't concentrate, only then did he realize that he had walked into the fog, and hurriedly followed Jiang Luhan's advice when he was leaving, and kept his mind tightly.

"Everyone be careful, although there are no demons wandering in the maze at this time, there will still be a lot of strange things happening, pay attention to the people around you, and try not to get separated. ”

Sheng Luo, who walked in the front, looked back and admonished, saying that it was everyone, but his eyes only stayed on Chen An and Jiang Ling for a while, only the two of them were newcomers here, and the others were experienced old men, who had experienced more than one blood demon tide, and also had a deep understanding of the maze.

Jiang Ling smiled bitterly at Chen An and said, "It seems that except for the Minghuang Clan and the Jiuqiu Clan along the other way, I don't know who we have sent, and here we have not experienced the most." ”

For Jiang Ling's closeness, Chen An is not surprised, there may be a situation of fighting in the Central Plains, but in the Eastern Wilderness, which is full of crises and needs to be warmed by a group, unanimity is the highest creed. Don't look at Qingfu City behind closed doors, the Gaoyang clan and the Qingyang clan don't deal with each other, but if other city forces want to intervene, the two clans will immediately shake hands and agree with the outside world. Therefore, Jiang Li was inexplicably excited about Jiang Hu because of Jiang Xijun's disappearance, and expressed his speechlessness.

It is precisely because of this that although Jiang Ling and Chen An belong to two clans, they can be regarded as natural allies and are naturally close. It was as if they were the three of them in Jumu City, although Tang Xie and Hong Wan were both muttering about the appearance of Modu, they couldn't help but lean towards him.

This is a very good tradition, so for Jiang Ling's closeness, Chen An also smiled back, and then concentrated on the ubiquitous and increasingly frequent and chaotic whispers.

This kind of sound is extremely magical, not to the high grade, if you don't open the divine wheel, you may be completely crazy the moment you walk into the fog, even if it is a high grade, it can't last long, only to reach the super grade, open the wheel of life, can it be basically harmless.

But it's just basically harmless, and in this kind of whispering, it's hard to concentrate even if it's a superb. The traditional mystic master of the Eastern Wilderness is here, and the release of a secret technique may be delayed for half a day, and in the case of a battle, the strength will be weakened by at least more than thirty percent.

Chen An also felt that his supernatural powers were running a lot sluggish here, and he only understood why he wanted to pick up this period without blood demons and enter the fog.

In the mist, there was desolation on the left and right, and there was nothing but the road that led to nowhere. And the visual range is only two or three zhang, even if everyone here is super and has excellent eyesight, they can't see the situation five zhang away.

The sheng basket in front had already opened the eye of the sky, shooting out a handful of misty light to illuminate the road ahead, and everyone followed.

"Hey, there's a brick town there. ”

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the fog lifted, and a series of brick houses suddenly appeared in front of me, and from a distance, the scale of which was roughly the appearance of a town. But this town is obviously not like the buildings here in the Eastern Wilderness, which are made of thatch and mud, but more like the buildings in the developed areas of the Central Plains.

So Jiang Ling snorted lightly, waiting for others to explain to him, although he is a young master of a clan, and his own strength is also good, but after all, he knows very little about this matter, and he can't count them at all by relying on those who make up for them when he leaves, and talking on paper and being immersive are two concepts, so it is better to ask the first three foreign professional personnel science popularizers to be convenient.

Listening to his shouting, Chen An on the side also pricked up his ears and wanted to listen. But after waiting for a long time, the other people were speechless, or Sheng Luo looked back and patiently explained: "This mist makes people have no sense of direction, so every time we explore, we can only go back and forth along these two ancient roads, and every time we enter, the scene is mostly different, on the eve of the last blood demon tide, it is probably in this location, but it is not a small town, but a palace." It turns out that most of these sudden appearances are illusions, and that the palace is not even an illusion, at most it is an image, just ignore passing through it. ”

As soon as her words fell, the wind on the side answered impatiently: "Our destination is still a hundred miles away, don't delay in these inconsequential places for long, in case the mysterious power in the fog recovers." ”

In addition to the dense fog, there are also such and such monsters in the usual maze;It only opens for about a month or so two or three before the arrival of the blood demon tide,During this month,There are basically no monsters in the maze;And a month later,The maze begins to breed a large number of blood demons,Finally, the blood demon tide that swept the Eastern Wilderness。

The golden time of this month is estimated by the Divine Descent tribe who are constantly monitoring the Lost Realm, and sharing it with the resources of the Twelve Cities.

Exploring the labyrinth and finding the cause of the change in the Eastern Wilderness is the only cooperation between the humans and the god-descended clans of the Twelve Cities in addition to fighting demons.

But just such a thing, the big clans of the Twelve Cities are still not concerned, so they send some novices, how can they not let Feng Yi worry.

Jiang Ling didn't care about his thoughts, and walked a few steps into the town, still observing everything around him with a strange face, without the consciousness of performing the task at all, nor the consciousness of the young master of the big clan, and the whole looked like a curious baby.

The angry wind was even more depressed, and he couldn't say anything, after all, people were here to support, and they were really super combat power, full of sincerity.

Chen An is quite interested in this exploration, the blood demon tide is coming, and his four towns have already exceeded the scale of ordinary auxiliary cities, and they will become the target of blood demon attacks to a large extent.

Although the clan has imported a lot of city-guarding equipment to the four towns, and even tilted a lot of resources, hoping to divert some pressure from the main city, but after all, the four towns are places that cannot be sheltered by the realm of the god level, and it is really hard to say how useful those city-guarding equipment and resources can be.

It is better to ask for others than for yourself, Chen An'an is counting on what this expedition can discover, which can be used to fight against the blood demon tide. Otherwise, even if this exploration was not dangerous, he did not want to wade into troubled waters.

The group was about to pass through here quickly according to Feng Jie's words, but they heard Jiang Ling say again.

"Hey, it's not an illusion, it's real. ”

Everyone looked back in surprise, only to see Jiang Ling standing in front of a winery-like building, waving his hand and slapping the wall, the wall rattled and dust fell.