The Misty Mountains, in this area that has been filled with dense fog all year round, the dense fog suddenly fluctuates violently. An indescribable sense of fear rushed towards Yu Linghe and the White Dragon Horse like a mountain of mountains.

This is a huge pressure from mental power, and at this moment, it is as if the fog in front of them has turned into a huge black hole, and it is also a terrifying existence capable of devouring the world.

Without thinking, the white dragon horse made a mistake and was already flying backwards.

Although flying is a taboo for any living creature in the mist-shrouded land, the White Dragon Horse would rather fly high into the air than face this sudden and terrifying aura.

Yu Linghe's face changed slightly, and one hand was attached to the neck of the white dragon horse, and the hearts of one person and one horse seemed to have some kind of wonderful connection at this moment, although they had not communicated with each other, but they both understood what the other party meant.

The pangolin's body dragged into the dense fog that seemed to be a physical object and disappeared. However, the particularly thick mist is slowly expanding and contracting, as if it has a unique life, giving people a strange feeling of agility.

Yu Linghe said slowly: "Little White Dragon, something is wrong. ”

The White Dragon Horse shook his head and said, "The Phantom Mist Grass shouldn't have that much energy. ”

Neither of them is an ordinary channel, especially in terms of spiritual power, even if they are soul-level powerhouses, they may not be able to suppress them. However, the spiritual coercion that appeared at the right time was so strong, even slightly better than them.

Before they came here, they knew the properties of the Phantom Mist Grass, which was capable of using psychic attacks against those who wanted to harm it. However, there should be a degree of damage to this point. If even this level of spiritual power coercion could be easily released, then Yu Linghe was really suspicious. How did the Phantom Mist Grass come to be picked before?

As far as he knew, the people who discovered the Phantom Mist Grass and eventually brought it out were the ones who were lay believers, because this kind of small person was the most numerous in the Misty Mountains. Even in terms of probability, they had the greatest chance of finding the Phantom Mist Grass.

But. If the illusion spell released by the Phantom Mist Grass could have this power, those people would not be able to pick it by hand, and they would have been scared to death by just getting closer.

The man and the horse glanced at each other, and there was doubt and solemnity in their eyes.

When they retreated, the terrifying feeling suddenly disappeared, and it really had a bit of a poor feeling.

If their target wasn't the Phantom Mist Grass, then at this point, they might have the intention of retreating. After all, in the Misty Mountains. God knows what kind of danger they will encounter, and they are not willing to take risks without a certain degree of certainty.

However, since it is suspected that there is their ultimate target in the area ahead, the Phantom Mist Grass, it cannot be let go.

The white dragon horse's iron hooves suspended in mid-air kicked forward sharply, and an invisible force suddenly swept over like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves.

"Hoo ......"

The wind howled so strongly that even the surrounding clouds and mist were billowing as a result.

Sharp, invisible currents pierced into the solid mist like sharp arrows.

And yet, at this very moment. The creepy horror feeling before has resurfaced. And. Compared to before, this time the fear seemed to have intensified, and in the consciousness of Reuga and the white dragon horse, the mist in front of them seemed to suddenly turn into an ancient beast, and it was opening its bloody mouth to swallow them in one gulp.

Yu Linghe's face changed slightly. At this time, he had already determined that this thing was definitely a spiritual power attack, but it was by no means such a simple thing as the Phantom Mist Grass. He snorted softly, his eyes widened, and an invisible spiritual power erupted from his body.

The white dragon horse hissed. It also learned from Yu Linghe's appearance, released its spiritual power, and confronted this powerful energy.

In fact, when dealing with the enemy's spiritual power, the best way is not to use the spiritual power to shake it, but to directly destroy the opponent's physical body. Especially for some creatures with extremely strong mental power, but weak bodies, this method is undoubtedly the best choice.

However, now they can't see what is hidden in the layers of clouds and mist, so they naturally have to be reserved when they make a move, and they can't easily risk their lives.

When the three powerful spiritual forces met in mid-air, there were ripples visible to the naked eye in the void space. This is a sign that the power of the spirit has reached its limit, and can even affect specific objects.

At a certain point in the void, three energies from different life forms collided and exploded, wanting to occupy a dominant position here.

The battle of spiritual power is far more dangerous than ordinary battles, and if you are not careful, it will immediately be the end of your life. Yu Linghe naturally didn't dare to slack off, he took a deep breath, and a mark of a target faintly appeared at the center of his eyebrows.

After his spiritual power was promoted to green, the targets in the sea of consciousness began to release various magical abilities that had not appeared before, and this kind of movement away from the sea of consciousness was also one of its special abilities.

Moreover, under this target, there are two extremely obscure and almost invisible strange consciousness bodies.

The consciousness energy of the invisible ghost and the demon Xue Mo were also moved out by him at the same time. In the sea of consciousness without a target, Yu Linghe didn't want any accidents, so he simply forced their soul imprints out and let them also contribute a good strength.

As for whether these two will curse or something in secret, it is not in his consideration.

The strength of the spiritual power from an unknown place was incomparable, and even if Yu Linghe and the White Dragon Horse joined forces, they were only on par with it. However, the moment the target appeared at the center of Linghe's eyebrows, this spiritual power seemed to sense something, and it suddenly became agitated.

It's like the originally boiling river suddenly turning into a stormy ocean, like a dying person who is desperate, bursting out with unimaginable power in an instant. The surging spiritual power rushed towards them like a storm.

The white dragon horse's eyes flickered, and a faint light was released from the dragon horns that were covered by the secret method used by the Fire Ancestor, and if this light broke through the secret method, it would surely burst out with even more urgent and powerful power.

However, at this moment, Yu Linghe stretched out a hand and gently put it on its neck.

The white dragon horse's big eyes blinked, and the light on the dragon's horns suddenly faded. Because it believes that since Yu Linghe has done this, he must have a certain degree of certainty. It has great faith in Linghe.

The corners of Yu Linghe's mouth twitched slightly, and the tacit understanding between himself and the white dragon horse turned out to be a higher level after this incident, which was also an unexpected joy.

He stretched out his hand, a little forward, and the target at the center of his eyebrows suddenly turned into a ray of light, and in the next moment, he threw himself into the storm.

At that point in the void, the terrifying and powerful spiritual power was pressing forward step by step, and the spiritual power of Reiga and the White Dragon Horse was constantly retreating. Especially in the place where the three forces converged, the surging of its spiritual power was like a raging wind and madness to the extreme.

However, when the light of the target enters this point, everything in the world seems to be calm.

The violent spiritual power suddenly became slow and stagnant, and the space seemed to have become a huge muddy place, and everything was surrounded by heavy pressure and became immobile, even if it was an invisible and colorless spiritual power.

There was a hint of surprise in the White Dragon Horse's eyes, when it fought with Yu Linghe, Yu Linghe did not use the power of targets and darts, so it had no way of knowing. And now, sensing the extremely powerful energy displayed by the target, it couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in its heart.

If Yu Linghe unleashed this power in the last fight, would it still be able to maintain an absolute draw?

The target, if the spiritual power in it is filled, will reach more than a thousand times the total spiritual power of Yu Linghe at this time.

What kind of concept is that?

If a person's spiritual power is compared to his physical strength, it is equivalent to Yu Linghe releasing more than a thousand of himself at this moment.

In addition, the strength of the physical body is limited by various constraints, so it is extremely difficult to improve. However, spiritual power is different, as long as you have this energy, then it can be superimposed almost infinitely.

More than a thousand times more powerful things suddenly appeared, and it was suddenly like a needle of the sea god, instantly locking the battle situation.

The target is the biggest hole card in Linghe's spiritual power, and once it is turned over at this moment, it really achieves an unexpected magical effect.

With his eyebrows raised, Yu Linghe snorted softly: "Go." ”

A psychic dart flashed away from the target, instantly shooting into the substance-like mist.

A strange and strange howl erupted from there and spread in all directions.

Yu Linghe's brows furrowed slightly, and he clearly sensed that this voice did not come to his ears, but directly conveyed into the spiritual world.

Then he saw that the substantial fog had dispersed, and this fog was rolling and surging, as if he wanted to escape into the distance. However, after drifting for a certain distance, it stopped, and once again let out a series of terrible mental fluctuations, as if begging for mercy.

Yu Linghe's eyes widened, looking ahead in disbelief, he finally knew what he had encountered at this time.

Mist Spirit, Mist Spirit!

This is a rare super spiritual creature in legends.

(To be continued.) )