Chapter Eighty-Six: In the Valley

"Strange" Xiang Yun muttered to himself, knowing that Feng Xue Ling had the same feeling as him, he felt more and more that this place was very weird, this valley was not as simple as it seemed.

Xiang Yun habitually continued to walk forward, while carefully observing his surroundings, trying to find any clues, but found nothing.

He took out the Ice Sword and carved a scratch into the mountain wall on the side of the valley.

Feng Xuejin asked, "You suspect we've been going around in circles?"

Xiang Yun didn't speak, it was a tacit acquiescence, and indeed he felt that they seemed to have been in place all along, not advancing at all!

However, this did not seem realistic, and as he carved his marks along the way, he found that he never saw the marks he had made before.

Feng Xueling couldn't help frowning, if it wasn't for the maze ban, what would it be?

"It seems that we are not trapped by the ban, there should be other oddities. Feng Xueling made his own judgment.

Xiang Yun pondered, glanced at their backs, shook his head, and vetoed Feng Xueling's opinion, "No, on the contrary, we fell into the ban, but this ban can hide from you and me, but it is also extraordinary!"

Xiang Yun has a unique talent for prohibition, so he has also developed a strong interest, but this is not a good time to learn, and he must get out of here as soon as possible.

However, it is not an easy task to get out, at least for the time being, he is still at a loss, he is still like this, not to mention Feng Xueling, who is not familiar with the ban, he can only quietly look at Xiang Yun and think.

Fortunately, they don't have to wander aimlessly anymore.

After carefully observing the surroundings, Xiang Yun sat on the spot and began to think about a way to break the ban, but no matter how he broke the ban, he had to find this ban first. At the moment, he could only guess that there was a ban here, but he didn't know exactly where this ban was, and it would be much easier if he could find it.

Where is it? Xiang Yun was a little distressed and irritable, and suddenly he heard a gurgling sound of water, which flowed in a hurry, and at the end of the water flow, it was a waterhole! That is, the waterhole he found when he came in just now.

"Let's go, go back to the pool!" Xiang Yun no longer hesitated, Feng Xueling didn't say anything, and accompanied Xiang Yun all the way back and ran to the side of the pool.

Xiang Yun's intuition told him that there was something strange about this waterhole, and he pressed the strong pressure brought to him by the waterhole, and circled around the waterhole, but still found nothing.

He frowned, and tried to let out a very fine trace of his divine sense, reaching into the waterhole.

The thin lines of golden divine consciousness cautiously touched the surface of the water, causing waves in circles.

Xiang Yun exerted his strength again, this trace of divine consciousness pressed down to the surface of the water, and suddenly Xiang Yun's face changed, revealing a painful expression, he quickly cut off this trace of divine consciousness without hesitation, and his body took a few steps back uncontrollably, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What's wrong?" Feng Xue Ling looked at the waterhole while asking about the situation on Xiang Yun's side.

Xiang Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "It's Jiaolong!"

"Jiaolong?" Feng Xueling frowned, and then seemed to think of something, and exclaimed, "Is it a mirage?"

The mirage is a type of dragon that resembles a dragon.

"You're right, right?"

"Of course, it can't be mistaken, it has forked horns on its head, and the scales on its body are pale red" According to Xiang Yun's description, it may indeed be a mirage.

"If it's a mirage, I'm afraid we're in big trouble. Feng Xueling smiled bitterly.

"But," Xiang Wanton hesitated.

"But what?"

"First of all, this mirage must have impure blood, the blood of the divine dragon should already be very low, and its state seems to be a little unpleasant. ”

(Tianjin)