Call......

Zheng Ming walked through the fog and disappeared, he had already pushed his "gaze" ability to the limit, but he still couldn't see the fog thoroughly, even his divine sense, he couldn't completely penetrate those fogs as thick as clouds.

At the moment, under the layers of fog, like a physical cloud, the world in front of them is all piled up, like a cloud ladder, making people feel as if they are in a thick sea of clouds.

However, in the state of "gazing", although it is still a mist thicket, it has already thinned a lot, but it is still heavier than the morning fog of Haoran Sect, and the visibility is definitely not more than three zhang.

Call......

At that moment, Zheng Ming had just walked out of the three feet, and when he penetrated a layer of cloud ladders, someone stabbed him with a sword!

Scold!

Zheng Ming frowned, and only leaned back a little, dodging the sword qi that spiraled through like a sound wave, dispersing the mist. And when I turned my eyes, it was a gloomy face.

Call!

When the next sword was not completely brought in front of his eyes, he suddenly struck out and grabbed the opponent's neck!

Call!

As the fog receded, the moment Zheng Ming grabbed the opponent's neck, he turned around, threw the man to the ground, and pressed the opponent's abdomen with his right knee, and asked calmly, "Where is the sword?" ”

"Hmm!" the man snorted in pain, whether it was Zheng Ming's claws or the golden aura that Zheng Ming had invaded into the meridians in his body through his throat, he couldn't resist, or even move. ——The golden light emitted from those auras was like golden needles, and some of them had even pierced his meridians!

It was a verbose moment, but in the blink of an eye, the attacker was subdued on the spot.

Seeing that the other party was stagnant, Zheng Ming frowned slightly, and contracted all the golden aura transmitted into the other party's meridians, gathered it to the other party's throat, and then asked again: "What sect and sect." ”

The man gritted his teeth, shocked and resentful, then turned his head away, and said unwillingly: "If you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

Seeing this, Zheng Ming couldn't help frowning, but then he suddenly let go of the other party's neck, got up and left here.

The man was stunned, and then hurriedly turned over and got up, but when he turned his head to look, he saw that Zheng Ming had disappeared into the fog.

"Uncle! It's really bloody...... the man scolded gloomily, but just as he was scolding, he suddenly stared at him, and then hurriedly looked down at his waist.

"Uncle, ......" the man stared in anger and grabbed his right belt tightly with his right hand. At that moment, he suddenly rushed to the place where Zheng Ming disappeared, and said angrily: "You uncle!

Call......

But once through the fog, it was already clear in another place, and Zheng Ming was no longer visible.

"Damn it......" The man was annoyed, and then turned angrily and walked to the other side, and vented with a bad mouth: "Uncle! Don't let Lao Tzu meet you next time! Damn the bald guy! No, the damn bald ghost!"

At the same time, the other side.

Call......

After breaking through the mist, Zheng Ming suddenly frowned, and then stopped, raising his eyes to watch.

"Misty Shadow?" Zheng Ming looked around and left and right, and under the mutual corroboration, he couldn't help but think of a kind of body technique that Haoran Sect had developed through the natural mist of the Lanyan Mountain Range.

This body method, which was recorded on the last page of the condensation volume, is a kind of perceptual body method that feels the changes of the breath according to the trajectory of the fog flow, so as to lock the object that is being pulled.

However, when used in the present, although it is wonderful, it does not allow you to find an approximate direction.

"Whew. Zheng Ming tugged at the corners of his mouth with some intriguing, and then flipped his hand and put the storage bag that had been taken away from the man in his hand before.

After a glance at the inspection, Zheng Ming couldn't help frowning, and then suddenly grabbed and exploded the storage bag in his hand on the spot.

At the same time, unknown places.

"Huh!" The bloody guy was walking and suddenly snorted in shock, then gritted his teeth gloomily, and his face gradually turned pale: "Your uncle's ...... Dare to pinch Lao Tzu's storage bag ......"

The man was in a hurry, but he knew that he couldn't be provoked, so he gritted his teeth and left the place in anger.

Call......

The wind blew through and gently carried away a mist, making the treasures that permeated the surroundings appear one by one. But Zheng Ming only looked at one of them, so he waved his hand and took it with him, and included all the other treasures in the storage ring.

After that, Zheng Ming took in the yellow satin, but when he opened it, it was a map.

Looking at it, it is still a floor plan, and there is only a circle of light, and everything else is fog. But in that circle of light, two realms have already been discovered.

"Sure enough......" Seeing this map, Zheng Ming was also confirmed: here, as the master Luo Zhong said, it is another Qingyun star.

Moreover, Zheng Ming had also seen the shape of the boundary on the map in his hand in a copy of the "Qingyun Chronicles" in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and clearly remembered that this place was the northern junction of Wuyue Fengzhou and Qixia Dongzhou.

"There is no map, I don't know the where, and it's useless. The corners of Zheng Ming's mouth twitched, and then he put the map into the ring, turned around and walked towards his left front.

There was no other way to go, just because he felt the mist flowing around him, and for a short moment, there was a trace of retreat and fall towards it.

......

The Haoran sect is located in Shengsendai.

Sun Zhongli silently stared at the secret realm gate on the Ascension Immortal Terrace, but after a while, he swept sideways to Qu Ziping, the third fat man opposite.

The third fat man was looking around with a smile, not knowing what to think, but when Sun Zhongli looked at him, he immediately noticed it, and then glanced at the other party and nodded lightly, then turned his gaze away.

Seeing this, Sun Zhongli couldn't help frowning. Qu Ziping, this guy, looks at the smiling and kind, but the smile in the corner of his eyes has a hint of hidden insidiousness, which makes people know after a closer look: This person is absolutely smiling. It's not as approachable as it seems.

"How can Haoran Sect have such a person......" Sun Zhong was silent, and then he showed to the Pleiades Immortal Venerable, who had been taking a good time to recuperate and closing his eyes, and then turned around and flew away from here.

"Whew. The Pleiades Immortal Venerable chuckled, but said nothing.

The people present only glanced at it and stopped watching.

Sun Zhongli, the young lord of the Xingjun Mansion, has already been designated by Dai Quan as the successor of the next Xingjun, if nothing else, he will be the next Xingjun of Qingyun Star in the future.

But now, these are just false names, and he doesn't have the strength to make friends with their peers.

Therefore, for Sun Zhongli, they will remain in awe, but they will not show too much. As long as the other party does not act excessively, they will not be held accountable.

......

At the same time, the secret territory of the fairy garden.

Call......

The fog was still there, and Zheng Mingnai flew out from within it, but before the front foot landed, there was a "Running Thunder Palm" flying from the right side!

Scold!

This thunder giant hand is extremely tall, condensed by golden thunder, and the arc is splashing everywhere, but looking at its trajectory, it is not directly hitting Zheng Ming himself, but as a roadblock.

Call......

At the same time, Zheng Ming also forcibly slowed down his body, choosing to ignore the thunderous giant palm that passed in front of him, and turned his head to look at his right side with a slight frown—because there, there was a young monk with a sword in his hand and a slight frown, also looking at him.

Looking at his clothes at a glance, there is no doubt that it is a disciple of the Yuanxing Sect.

Boom!

The thunder giant palm passed in an instant, and after Yu Shen didn't know how far away, it exploded, and a thunderbolt suddenly appeared.

......Seeing that Zheng Ming was not the target, but had misjudged himself, the man was silent, and then turned around and flew away in an instant, without even leaving a word.

......Seeing this, Zheng Ming frowned deeper, then turned around and flew away, choosing to follow the other party.

Call!

The man was fast, flying low at a distance, dissipating the fog in front of him and leaving a clear path behind him.

Zheng Ming only followed in a row, but kept a long distance from the other party.

"......" The man only glanced back, and then stopped caring about what was behind him.

For him, the people behind him are just a foundation. Moreover, the other party is not your target.

In the rear, Zheng Ming was following in Feizong, and he kept scanning the foggy areas on the left and right to prevent any emergencies.

In fact, he followed the man just to confirm the direction. After all, looking at the other party's way, it is a straight line from beginning to end, and it seems that there must be something to lock the direction before you can go to the meeting place in the sect.

Call!

Sou!

The two of them were one behind the other, one expressionless, the other frowning slightly, neither communicating with each other nor making any eye contact.

Scold!

But soon, the disciple of the Yuanxing Sect suddenly changed his face after breaking through a layer of fog, and then suddenly his face was angry and he turned sharply and rushed towards the left front.

Boom!

As soon as the talent came out, as soon as he threw it down, a thunderous ten-zhang electric whip arc flew out, sweeping all the roads he had gone!

Seeing this, Zheng Ming immediately frowned, and came to the place where the person had turned before. However, Zheng Ming only looked sideways, but did not choose to continue to follow.

Rumble!

At this moment, a hundred feet away, a shocking thunder and blazing fire suddenly exploded!

Scold!

Under the firelight, in the thunder, the disciple of the Yuanxing Sect slammed his sword on the opponent's shoulder socket!

But the other party was unscathed, but fell into a hideous and angry gaze, and his whole body was covered with a layer of flame spirit armor from bottom to top and back to front!

"Death!" Another disciple of the Yuanxing Sect rushed from the left, and a golden spirit rune in his hand rippled with golden light, and it was about to stick to the other party's shoulder!

"Zhen ——!" The enemy on his back flashed angrily, and then slammed his hands and interlocked his fingers.

Boom!

In an instant, the flame spirit armor on his body was completely covered in an instant! Even more raging flames instantly gushed out, and they exploded!

Boom –

The two disciples of the Yuanxing Sect were injured and flew upside down, but as soon as their hind feet landed, they immediately rushed away and fought with each other in two against one.

Call......

These all happened when Zheng Ming looked at it, and Zheng Ming, who only glanced at it, retracted his gaze in silence and flew away from here.

He can't control the battle here, and he has no reason to care. He has his own tasks, which are related to Yu Ah Long, about Yu Haoran Sect, and more important than everything he is facing at the moment.

Ah Long's transformation will make a qualitative change in the overall strength of the Haoran Sect, which is related to the future prosperity and development of the Haoran Sect. There is no room for him to neglect this.