Chapter 295 Green Sinkhole

"Young people don't talk about martial virtues...... "Jin Mao Ancestor clone said in a hoarse voice.

"Wude? Do you deserve it too? Fu Xing retorted contemptuously, "You better go in peace!" ”

Jin Mao Ancestor's clone couldn't believe that all this in front of him - he was actually killed by Fu Xing with a sword? In the surprised eyes of the Jin Mao Ancestor's clone, his body condensed by the Jin Mao Ancestor's mind and divine sense quickly dissipated like a cloud of smoke, turning into a free state, blending into the surrounding air.

Without the true form, it is equivalent to losing the capital that can confront the late-stage cultivators of the Netherworld Exploration Realm, and if you want to capture the rune star or kill the rune star, the willingness to snatch the tenth-order late-stage demon beast pill on the rune star has come to naught.

Unless it is the deity of Jin Mao Ancestor who suddenly descends. Otherwise, Jin Mao Old Ancestor's mind and divine consciousness, which had just been crushed into a free state by Fu Xing with a sword, would no longer have any possibility of confrontation.

The stronger the cultivation realm, the stronger the consciousness of the person, especially the cultivators who have entered the realm of oblivion, their consciousness can be condensed into a body through special exercises.

Cultivators of the Oblivion Realm, with the help of their own doppelgangers, can do many things, which is equivalent to being present in person. It can be seen that only after entering the realm of oblivion can one condense the doppelganger form through the mind and divine consciousness. This also confirms from another side that forgetting the following are not empty words.

Seeing that Jin Mao Ancestor's clone suddenly became a free state, Fu Xing's eyes were quick, and his hands were immediately sealed, quickly condensing into a transparent enchantment light shield, and throwing it towards the position where Jin Mao Ancestor's clone melted into the air, trying to trap Jin Mao Ancestor's mind and divine consciousness and prevent it from returning to its main body, so as to prevent future troubles.

The enchantment light shield condensed by the rune star only covered a cloud of air, and as for whether there was a trace of Jin Mao's ancestor's mind and divine consciousness in the air, it was unknown.

The mind consciousness in the free state cannot be seen or touched, and even if the enchantment mask is used to stop it, no one can say that there is a free state of mind and consciousness in the light mask......

Fu Xing did this for the sake of insurance, and whether he could receive the effect he wanted was completely up to him.

At the same time, the Lingbao-level dust that had lost the control of Jin Mao Ancestor's clone suddenly fell to the ground, and the silk cocoon formed by the condensation of thousands of fine threads before also disappeared, just a dust that looked nothing special and fell quietly on the fallen leaves on the ground.

In this way, the 10,000-year-old tree returned to calm after breaking dozens of branches.

In order to search for Fu Xing's whereabouts, Jin Mao Ancestor's clone consumed too much qi, which caused his strength to be greatly reduced when he encountered Fu Xing, and he was unable to capture or kill Fu Xing, as for snatching the tenth-order late demon beast pill on Fu Xing's body, it was pure wishful thinking.

Fu Xing was also quite surprised, how could a Jin Mao Ancestor clone with a charm equal to a cultivator in the early stage of the Oblivion Realm be so weak, and he was killed by himself in just three rounds.

In fact, Fu Xing ignored the problem of the serious damage to the vitality of Jin Mao Ancestor's clone. If it is at the peak of its vitality, there are not two or three hundred rounds, I am afraid it will be difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

"Jin Mao Ancestor, this dust whisk of yours should be regarded as the trophy of my victory over your clone!" Fu Xing grabbed the spirit treasure level dust on the dead leaves on the ground from the 10,000-year-old tree with his hand, then took the dust into his hand and looked at it, and after confirming that it was a good spirit high-level treasure, he said with satisfaction.

Although Fu Xing had doubts about the strength of the Jin Mao Ancestor clone, he was full of confidence in his own battle against the Jin Mao Ancestor clone. However, the reality ended in an unexpected way.

After collecting the method, Fu Xing put the spirit high-grade sword on the 10,000-year-old tree into the space storage bag, and then shrunk the transparent enchantment light shield to a palm-sized sphere again, and was about to collect it, but found that there seemed to be nothing inside the enchantment light mask.

This made Fu Xing suddenly a little nervous, if he hadn't trapped the broken mind and divine sense of Jin Mao Ancestor, then his whereabouts would soon be found by Jin Mao Ancestor's deity, and at that time, he would not be as lucky as just now.

"It's inconvenient to stay here for a long time, Yinbao, let's get to the sinkhole in front of us before it gets dark!" Fu Xing dispersed the enchantment light shield, and summoned the silver treasure that was still tracking the whereabouts of Jin Mao Ancestor's clone on the 10,000-year-old tree.

Although Yinbao's sense of smell was very sensitive, he couldn't lock on to Jin Mao Ancestor's mind and divine sense, which had become a free state.

After hearing the master's call, Yinbao flew in front of Fu Xing very helplessly, flapping his wings lightly, and maintaining a state of flying again at any time.

"I hope that Jin Mao Ancestor's mind and consciousness in a free state are a little far away from his body......" Fu Xing sighed, and with a light leap, he rode onto Yinbao's back, and with a light clamp of his feet, Yinbao flapped his wings, and his four feet rushed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he flew into the air.

This time, in order to get out of the small col where the 10,000-year-old tree was located as soon as possible, Fu Xing chose to let Yinbao fly quickly in the sky, and in the huge sinkhole thirty miles ahead, he explored the brilliant colors that could only appear in the glow.

Soon, Yinbao flew to the sky above the sinkhole with the rune star. At this time, the sky was filled with clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth. Looking down from the sky, you can only faintly see the green in the sinkhole.

Surrounded by low hills, surrounded by more than 10 of them, surround the sinkhole, give Fu Xing the feeling that many years ago the meteorite flying in the sky, suddenly smashed a huge pit on the flat ground, the hill around the pit is smashed by the sand and gravel by a strong impact and squeezed to the surrounding uplift, after a long time, it has formed a green sinkhole, surrounded by the wonder of the mountain.

There is not much time left for Fu Xing, and with the escape of Jin Mao Ancestor's wisp of mind and divine consciousness, Jin Mao Ancestor's body will soon chase after him, and at that time, the consequences can be imagined.

Of course, even if Fu Xing struggled to abscond now, he might not be able to escape the pursuit of Jin Mao Ancestor. Instead of running away, it is better to give it a go, go deep into the sinkhole under your feet, and find out, if you can find the magic tree on the other side, it is the best, if you find nothing, it is not necessarily a bad thing to hide here for a short time.

You must know that often the most dangerous place is the safest place, once Jin Mao Ancestor chases after him, Fu Xing may be able to evade the pursuit with the help of the unique substance of "confusing the enemy to hide himself" on the body of the eighth-order phantom earth turtle demon beast Danhou, and it may be possible.

Fu Xing thought in his heart, first go to the green sinkhole to spend the night, with the cover of the upcoming night, one person and one pet beast should be able to spend a safe night.

"Yinbao, let's go down......" With the command of Fu Xing, Yinbao carried Fu Xing, and after circling, he landed briskly in the sinkhole and stood in an open space.

Standing in the sinkhole and looking around, Fu Xing felt surrounded by a hill thirty or forty zhang high, which was a unique feeling.

It felt like standing on the bottom of a huge pot, and the bottom of this pot was overgrown with flowers and plants and some large trees, exuding a strange fragrance of flowers, and a breeze blew, oozing out an indescribable mystery......