After a little hesitation, Li Mu followed, he really wanted to know what the things that escaped from this altar were, and he had a faint feeling in his heart, I am afraid that what exists here will not be a simple demon cultivation, otherwise it will not make Xuan Xiang so out of shape. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At this moment, other thoughts appeared in Li Mu's heart, he had promised Bai Jingtian to inform the Demon Cloud Gate of the news of his existence, but now he hesitated, as a righteous human race, he didn't know if it was right to do so.

Once, in order to be able to cultivate, to be strong, to take revenge, and to survive, he didn't think too much about it at all, and directly agreed to Bai Jingtian, but now it seems that the eternal nature of the Demon Dao and the Righteous Path may have a deeper meaning.

He suspected in his heart that once one side won, there would even be a tragic event of the extinction of the other, and the white earth-shattering cultivator could feel horrified when he thought about it now, and the horror could be imagined.

If he released such a monster, once the Demon Dao defeated the Righteous Path, he would be the murderer of the entire Human Race's Righteous Path, a crime that he could not bear.

Li Mu has always been very committed to commitment, and he has been trying to go to the Demon Cloud Gate, never thinking about anything else, but now he is very worried that Bai Jingtian is the kind of monster sealed in the altar.

It was gray all around, and instead of going inside, they began to look around.

Li Mu had been following behind Xuan Xiang, and he noticed that Xuan Xiang was no longer walking as carefully as before, and he no longer looked at the map.

"Don't he have a map here?"

Li Mu was shocked in his heart, and when he looked back, the broken altar had long since disappeared, and he couldn't see anything, even the other warriors had disappeared.

"Damn. Li Mu was indignant, but what made him even more frightened was that when he turned around, Xuan Xiang had also disappeared.

In the gray world, Li Mu looked around, his divine sense was limited, and it was difficult to detect the existence of other martial artists at all, Li Mu frowned, and walked back according to the route in his memory.

It took a day to walk, and Li Mu didn't know how many miles he had walked, and it was already a geometric distance to the altar they had left, but he never saw the altar, and even a few times he almost bumped into the fog beast, which was very dangerous.

"Lost?"

Two days passed, and Li Mu kept walking, hardly stopping, during which he walked over the cliffs, through the woods, and across the plains, but even if he did not see the altar again.

On the third day, Li Mu had to admit that he had been lost in it, and he flew up to see the scene here, but he couldn't fly high just by reaching the top of the tree, as if there was an enchantment that made it impossible for him to leave.

Standing in the treetops, Li Mu looked from afar, the visibility was very low, the gray everywhere was dense fog, and occasionally he could even see fog beasts walking extremely fast in the dense fog.

Suddenly, a huge beast claw suddenly grabbed at Li Mu, carrying a thick fog billowing with it.

Li Mu has always been vigilant in his heart, and he avoided it far away the moment the beast's claws caught.

Li Mu looked back, it was a fog beast composed entirely of dense fog, gray, and it looked a little blurry, as if it didn't exist, but its scarlet and blood-devouring eyes were always reminding Li Mu of its danger.

"Composed of thick fog?"

Li Mu was shocked in his heart, what kind of existence was this dense fog? It was unbelievable that it could condense into a fog beast and attack.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Mu raised his hand and blasted out with a punch, and at the same time took out the life-killing knife and slashed it out, he wanted to deal with this fog beast in the shortest possible time, worried that the battle would attract other fog beasts.

The strength of this fog beast is not very strong, Li Mu estimated it, at most, it is equivalent to the existence of the sixfold condensation baby, he didn't pay attention to it at all, he was confident, he received a punch and a knife from him, not to mention the condensing infant sixfold, even if it was the sevenfold condensing baby, there was death and no life.

A knife fell, no accident, this fog beast was cut into two pieces by Li Mu, but before Li Mu was happy, the surrounding dense fog rolled, quickly used, frantically condensed towards the injured fog beast, and in a blink of an eye, this fog beast recovered as before.

"What?"

Li Mu was shocked, there were countless dense fogs in the Lost Land, wouldn't the fog beasts in it seem to have an immortal body? Who is his opponent?

Cut in two by Li Mu's knife, the fog beast looked very angry, and after its body was repaired, it roared angrily, and frantically waved its claws and slapped at Li Mu.

Li Mu didn't dare to hesitate, resisting with one punch, and at the same time kept thinking of ways in his heart.

He didn't know what kind of existence this fog was, and he couldn't deal with it.

"Yes. Suddenly, Li Mu's heart moved, he remembered the picture he had seen before, the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder on the top of the head of the white-clothed middle-aged man, would the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder play some unexpected role?

Thinking of doing so, Li Mu quickly released the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder, which spread over his hands and blasted towards the fog beast.

Rumble.

As the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder bombarded the Fog Beast's body, Li Mu clearly felt through the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder that there was an existence in the Fog Beast's body that maintained its immortality.

It was a tiny ball of light, and as soon as he approached Li Mu, he was shocked to find that it was actually a ball of light composed entirely of divine consciousness, and in the body of the fog beast, a simple thought was formed, and the dense fog of the lost land was condensed to form a fog beast.

"Who the hell is so terrifying? With such a little divine sense, he can create a master equivalent to the sixth level of condensing infants. ”

Li Mu couldn't imagine what a powerful martial artist this would be, you must know that there are countless mist beasts in the Lost Land, and there is no shortage of fifth-level existences among them, which is equivalent to the existence of the Venerable, and it is easily created by someone, which is simply against the sky.

The Divine Consciousness Light Group felt the appearance of the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder, Li Mu could clearly feel the surprise in it, he did not hesitate, and controlled the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder to destroy the Divine Consciousness Group in an instant.

The body of the mist beast that lost control instantly disintegrated, turning into a stream of energy that spread wildly, Li Mu stood in place, feeling this energy, and suddenly realized.

He closed his eyes, caught the coercion in the thick fog, felt the direction of the coercion, and gradually walked in this direction.

He would be lost in the Lost Lands, but he believed that the pressure in the fog would always be there, and that if he relied on it, he would be able to return to the broken altar sooner or later.

Li Mu didn't know how far he was from the broken altar, but the coercion here was obviously different from the broken altar, and the coercion here was so weak that it was almost invisible.

This is still the result of Li Mu's desperate efforts to sweep out some of his divine sense, otherwise it would be difficult to feel it by perception alone.

During this period, I don't know if it was because Li Mu killed the fog beast or something else, he was attacked by the fog beast several times again, but there was the existence of the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder, although he was injured, he also successfully killed the fog beast he encountered.

On this day, Li Mu was moving forward, and suddenly a thick fog rolled in front of him, and a plainly dressed human boy appeared in front of him and looked at him curiously.

"Are you the Lost?" (To be continued.) )