The fog, I don't know where it was born and where it came from, has shrouded the universe for eternity.

If the fog that devours all life is regarded as the vast sea, then the shelter opened up by the strong is an isolated island surrounded by an infinite amount of seawater, crumbling under the lap of the waves.

Creatures entering the fog, like landlubber diving, may "suffocate" at any time, need to fight the erosion of the fog all the time, this is only the most basic danger, in the boundless fog, there are many terrifying non-living organisms, regard all life as enemies.

Woo whoa –

Bang! Bang bang!!

The scarlet mist surged violently, and the strange roar of hunting and hunting, and the great earthquake trembled, as if a behemoth was stepping on, causing a vision of the earth.

"Stop!"

The white-eyed old man's eyes opened slightly, raised his hand to give orders, and then paced into the void, his beard swayed without wind, and his majestic momentum rose to the sky.

The city slaves were forced to retreat again and again by the wind pressure, and they could not leave the hemisphere hollow, so they could only grit their teeth and fall to the ground, and plunge their legs deep into the soil.

Is it finally here?

A collision between the extraordinary!

Yan Xing's eyes lit up, and the cunning turtle cowered behind several strong men, poked his head out, and stared at the depths of the mist.

"Elder Snow Sky?"

"Don't worry, the ninth young master, it's just a general-level weird, although it is a difficult energy body, but the strength has only just touched the third order, and the old man can be destroyed if he turns his hand!"

Soldiers, generals, lords, ghosts, gods, immortals......

The non-living forms in the mist are endless, and their forms are even more varied, and according to the degree of danger they possess, the ancient powerhouses have divided them in general.

Ang Woo –

So many lives gathered together, and the aura that escaped was like a lighthouse in the mist, and the unknown giant, in a few moments, rushed out of the hollow.

The mist was torn apart by two large blue and transparent hands, and a head full of eyeballs stretched in, staring coldly at everyone without any mood fluctuations.

Cracking sound!!

There is no possibility of communication between life and mist non-living beings, no, they have no conscious mind in the first place, so how can they communicate? The only thing is to follow instinct and unleash endless slaughter of any creature that steps into the mist.

Yan Xing's pupils shrank sharply, and when he looked down, he saw that the fluff on his skin stood up, and even his shoulder-length hair stood up.

Electromagnetism!?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I hurriedly pulled out a leg from the soil and looked like a golden rooster standing alone.

Rumble!!

The blue thunder shot out from the monster's eyes, dense, uncountable, all of them were thick, and a scorched smell suddenly spread in the air.

Elder Xuekong stood under the thunder sea, fluttering like an immortal, like an immortal who had crossed the catastrophe, and there was a sparkling light in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"Hmph, I can't help myself."

Before the words fell, he raised his hand and pushed it out, and a transparent crystal expanded rapidly from the palm of his hand, instantly spreading into the mist, not knowing the vast geometry, facing the thunder bombardment, protecting everyone.

"Extreme Cold: Spirit Refraction!"

Whoa!

The thunder bombarded the surface of the crystal, as if it were thrown into the sea, only stirring up a few ripples, and then all of them were swallowed in.

This magical scene made Yan Xing stunned, and the first reaction that flashed through his mind was, look in the mirror!?

The blue thunder in reality all disappeared and turned into an image in the mirror.

I saw that Elder Xuekong's eyes were slightly cold, and he immediately clenched his palms into fists.

Click!

The huge crystal mirror burst open, and the thunder reflected in it turned into reality, and there was a strange cold air on it, and it shot backwards violently, bombarding the "multi-eyed monster" fiercely.

Roar, roar, roar!

Receiving this blow, although the monster was an illusory energy body, its body surface was also covered with a layer of frost, and its figure froze in place, as if it was frozen.

Elder Xuekong was unforgiving, stepped out, and disappeared in place strangely, and the next moment, he actually walked out of a piece of ice crystal fragments scattered in the sky, and then arrived in front of the "multi-eyed monster", stretched out a finger, and inserted it into the opponent's immobile body.

"Extreme Cold: Freezing Hydrolysis!!"

Bang –

With a muffled sound, the hundred-foot-tall monster's body collapsed directly, turning into crystal ice chips, flying and sprinkling.

Yan Xing felt a little dry in his mouth, and couldn't help licking his lips, eating a little ice chips, the ice was cold, well, it was indeed water after melting.

With such a method, no wonder those silver armor guards call him an immortal chief, this is already an immortal spell, right?

"Huh? Good luck. ”

Snowsky Elder Yun's light and breezy face suddenly moved slightly, raised his hand and waved, and grasped an object from the ice chips in the sky, which was a piece of azure glass fragment, on which thunder jumped endlessly.

"Ninth Young Master, it is a Thunder Flame Phase, but unfortunately, although it belongs to the rare level, it only has two rings of integrity."

"Oh."

The voice in the step was very flat, obviously he didn't look down on this kind of "garbage" fire, the ninth young master of the Holy Palace was born noble, and naturally had a very high vision.

Elder Xuekong shook his head slightly, but he didn't care, turned his hand to put away the glass fragments, and paced down the void.

"Go ahead, that thing, it should be about to ripen."

"The old man understands." Elder Xuekong nodded lightly and quickened his pace, and many city slaves looked panicked and hurriedly followed, for fear of being left outside the hemisphere hollow.

"Ninth Young Master, if that rare-level flame is perfectly mature, it is very likely to reach the level of the Eighth Ring, which is also a treasure that is difficult to find in the history of the Holy Palace!"

"If you can use this fire to open up the life force field, maybe the position of the future palace master ......"

"Elder be cautious!"

For the first time, the voice in the step was a little heavier, and Elder Xuekong smiled slightly when he heard this, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, he bet on the Ninth Young Master, not only his talent, but also his character, which is sometimes more important.

"Hehe, it's the old man who is confused."

The foot strength of the Holy Palace and his party naturally far exceeded that of those city slaves, and they still had the energy to chat during the journey, and even deliberately slowed down in order to let the city slaves keep up with the pace.

"Tinder, is the key to open the transcendent path, the stronger the nature, the better, the rare level of tinder, for our holy palace is indeed very remarkable, but my father once said that in those supreme holy places, there is a son of God who opens up a force field with peerless fire......"

"Even, the legendary Musou!!"

"Compared to them, I don't have the qualifications to be complacent......"

I don't know if it was to alleviate the embarrassment, the Ninth Young Master took the initiative to change the topic and talked with Elder Xuekong, his voice was soft, but it spread throughout the entire hemisphere.

The Sacred Palace and his entourage talked about all kinds of deeds and secrets, and did not avoid a group of city slaves, perhaps, in their eyes, this is just a group of dead people.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Yan Xing, who was mixed in the crowd, his eyes flashed, his ears pricked up, not missing a word, he was very curious about everything about the extraordinary.

Tinder, also known as Dao Source, Dao Ji, Divine Gate, Transcendent Seed, Heart of Life...... All kinds of names, in fact, refer to a class of things, which are necessary things to open up the field of vitality, shed the mortal body, and step into the extraordinary.

According to the strength of the genus, it is divided into five grades from high to low: unparalleled, peerless, rare, rare, and ordinary.

According to its completeness, it is divided into one to nine rings, and ten rings that only exist in legends!

Yan Xing's heart fluttered when he heard this, until another strange one appeared, which interrupted the reverie in his heart.

The non-living forms in the mist, even the weakest existences, were not something that these city slaves could compete with, so naturally it was the Snow Sky Elder who took action to settle it.

The goal of the group is really not small, along the way, the intermittent battle has not stopped, fortunately, the Snow Sky Elder is strong enough, and they all turned their hands to destroy it, although Wei Li was lost, but after drinking a bottle of golden mysterious liquid, he immediately became energetic.

"Ninth Young Master, we're here!"

When many city slaves were about to be driven crazy by the silent sense of oppression, the Sacred Palace and his party finally stopped, and Yan Xing quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Running all the way, he couldn't bear it anymore, if he hadn't been using the secret technique of stimulating acupuncture points, with his thin body, he would have been left behind by the army.

Bang!!

Bu fell to the ground, the veil was lifted by a pale and slender palm, and the Ninth Young Master stepped out, wearing a golden mask decorated with blood jade on his face, and his waist-length hair was as red and dazzling as a flame.

Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, this ninth young master was emaciated, if it weren't for his flat chest, he thought it would be a woman.

"Elder Xuekong, I'll trouble you next."

"The Ninth Young Master is serious."

Elder Xuekong shook his head slightly, his expression became solemn, and his gaze was condensed like electricity.

Boom –

The invisible force that repelled the mist skyrocketed several times, and the hemisphere void quickly expanded outward, pushing the scarlet mist far away, until a strange flower was enveloped in.

The earth under the mist is generally pitch black, or dark red or gray and white, but the land with a hundred zhang square of strange flowers is dark green like jade.

It is like a whole piece of superb jadeite inlaid on the earth, the strange flower grows in the center, about zhang high, there are nine leaves on the single stem, all of them are glazed crystal-shaped, the only blooming "flower" on the top is a black flame that keeps jumping.

Far away, just a glimpse, Yan Xing suddenly felt his mouth dry, his heart was unbearably hot, and what shocked him was that the jade ground was full of white bones.

His eyes couldn't help but sink, he had already vaguely guessed something, he was not the only smart man, many city slaves all looked wildly, looked at the fog outside the hollow, and then looked back at the strange flowers, and finally turned into deep despair.

"Go, little ones, and get that flower back."

"Whoever can pick this flower, the old man will give him freedom!"

Elder Xuekong slowly turned his head and looked at the group of city slaves, with a smile on his face, but his gaze was cold and indifferent, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

"Huh?"

A cold snort scared everyone's legs and feet, although they all knew that there was something greasy in this, but did they have a choice?

Several big men in the front row first looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and ran wildly towards the strange flowers.

"Ahhh

"Hate! Hate! Hate!! ”

Roaring, roaring, and tearful, but after all, it was only a short distance of hundreds of zhang that the first city slave stepped on the emerald ground.

"Hmm-"

Crash!

With a muffled snort of pain, a strong man's flesh and blood instantly melted into a pool of blood, and then soaked into the ground and disappeared, leaving only a skeleton, as well as undigested food scraps and feces in his abdomen, which were sprinkled on the spot.

Grunt!

This terrifying scene really shocked everyone.

"Go on!"

The Sacred Palace and his entourage were all indifferent, staring at the strange flower, turning a blind eye to the tragic death of the city slaves.

"Kill them!"

"Humph! Lao Tzu died in the fog, and he didn't let you get his wish! ”

In desperation, the city slaves finally rioted, some people frantically rushed to the holy palace and his party, and some people ran directly towards the mist.

"Mayflies shake trees, and ants also want to steal life?"

Seeing any movement from Elder Xuekong, an invisible force had already wrapped those resisting city slaves and threw them directly onto the emerald ground.

Is this the sorrow of the weak?

Not even the right to choose death!

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Yan Xing was silent, although he couldn't bear it, but he was powerless, he was also weak, and he was still the weakest one present.

Pray for me, ladies and gentlemen, if you have spirits in heaven. ’

'Hey! If he can escape this catastrophe, I will be punished, so why should he set foot in the holy palace one day? ’

It's not to avenge anyone, he just can't swallow this breath.

In a moment, a thousand city slaves were about to die, and the pitch-black flames were already faintly suspended in the air, and the eyes of the Holy Palace and his party were scorching, and even their breath rose and fell.

It's now!!

Yan Xing's eyes widened fiercely, he held his leg bones flat, and twisted his hands in the opposite direction.

The next moment, the bright golden light burst out.