Although Yang Junshan and Zhang Yueming both entered the phantom fog, Yang Junshan immediately lost the trace of Zhang Yueming, leaving only the constantly changing illusion scene in front of him, reminding Yang Junshan of where he was at this time.

Yang Junshan's eyes were frosted, trying to test the essence of the phantom fog in front of him with his wide cold spiritual eyes, but in addition to making the original illusion look more illusory, he still couldn't see through the essence of the entire illusion space.

Yang Junshan sacrificed the mirror again, but the yellow light that deliberately dispelled the illusion emitted by the mirror was suppressed by the illusion fog space and could not rush out of the mirror.

The feeling in the phantom mist was quite wonderful, and Yang Junshan walked in it with the phantom spirit stone in his hand, as if he was watching the scenes as a bystander, and the illusion deduced by the memories of Monk Cao Xun himself.

The entrance to each fantasy scene has a feeling that people can't help but want to walk into it and be there.

Whenever this time, the phantom spirit stone in Yang Junshan's hand would flicker with a psychedelic strange light, making Yang Junshan wake up from it, and then he was terrified, this phantom mist could actually confuse his heart, and he couldn't help but be more and more in awe of the magical means of the original owner of this secret realm before his death.

Which entrance to the illusion should I choose to enter?

Yang Junshan's gaze couldn't help but choose among the constantly changing environmental scenes in front of him, although it is rumored that there are thirty-six treasures in the phantom fog, but this is just a legend after all, according to the situation that Yang Junshan has mastered, it is not that no one just got the middle and lower grade spiritual weapons from the phantom fog, of course, if the lower grade spirit weapon is also one of the thirty-six treasures, then Yang Junshan naturally has nothing to say.

At this moment, a thunderclap suddenly exploded in Yang Junshan's ears, which really startled him, and even subconsciously used his divine power to shrink into inches and stepped forward, and his body instantly left the place where his original combat power was.

But at the moment when Yang Junshan's body moved, he had already reacted instantly: "It's bad, the response just now should be a voice from the illusion, but I took it seriously!"

However, at this time, the figure had moved, and it was too late to stop, Yang Junshan felt that the scene in front of him had changed suddenly, the sky was covered with heavy lead clouds, and occasionally bright lights flickered in the depths of the lead clouds, and then there was a rumbling muffled sound from the sky.

Yang Junshan raised his eyes and looked around, but saw that he was standing on a wasteland at this time, except for the heavy lead cloud overhead, the ground of this occasionally undulating wasteland mostly showed a yellow and green, as if rust and patina.

There is very little vegetation on the wasteland, and occasionally there are one or two clumps of wild grass, which seem to be mostly listless, and judging from the thick dark clouds gathering overhead, this place may not be dry and rainy, so there is a possibility that this wasteland is not suitable for the growth of grass and trees.

Although Yang Junshan has not studied the inheritance of the prospector, he has also gained a lot of insight from Xiaomei Pingsu's explanation, and he can see the color of the wasteland ground.

Yang Junshan groaned slightly, and a faint Yuan Magnetic aura appeared around his body, and the small gold and iron things in the soil were suddenly absorbed, and as he moved, Yang Junshan's body was soon covered with a layer of slightly blackened yellow-brown fine iron sand.

Sure enough, the soil here is covered with gold and iron, so it's no wonder it's barren.

But before Yang Junshan could sigh in his heart, there was a sudden rumbling sound above his head, as if there was a giant beast hidden in the dark clouds accumulating strength and brewing an attack.

When Yang Junshan looked up, he saw a little strong light, Yang Junshan secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and when his mind moved, the Yuan Magnetic aura instantly dissipated, and the iron sand patina around him was suddenly sprinkled on the ground.

However, it was too late, and a thunderbolt tore through the thick lead cloud, falling from the sky like a centipede, and slashed straight at the top of Yang Junshan's head.

There was nowhere to hide, and in desperation, Yang Junshan could only run the Nine Thousand True Yuan with all his might, condensing the protective qi above his head with the magic power of guarding the mountain, and forcibly resisting the thunder and lightning.

Yang Junshan's mountain guarding magic power finally resisted the thunder that fell from the sky, and at this time, the explosion in the sky came.

However, although the thunder light was blocked, the scattered electric snakes were still scurrying in the protective qi, and even directly penetrated into Yang Junshan's true yuan, and the sour and numb power wanted to make people's bodies soft.

Yang Junshan's physical body is strong, and these scattered electric lights naturally can't help him.

And Yang Junshan couldn't help but be a little lucky, fortunately, this thunderbolt was only the thickness of his forearm, Yang Junshan could still resist it in a hurry, if the thunder light was more vigorous, with the speed of the sudden outbreak just now, he might not be able to resist it in a hurry.

It's just that this time he was struck by lightning, which made Yang Junshan feel a little bad anyway, but except for the gold and iron debris in the soil that he had just absorbed with the Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Light, there seemed to be no other reason.

If you want to confirm your guess, there is only one way, that is, to change places and repeat the old trick, but being struck by lightning again makes Yang Junshan a little unsure, who knows if the next thunderbolt from the sky will be more powerful than the previous one.

Yang Junshan didn't know what he should do on this wasteland for a while, so he could only wander aimlessly, and at the same time he was hesitating whether to use the Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Light again, to test whether there would be thunder light falling from the sky.

However, Yang Junshan soon noticed that as he continued to move forward, the color of the ground under his feet was constantly changing, and the original light yellow and green color gradually increased, which was a phenomenon of a great increase in the content of allowances in the soil.

Just as Yang Junshan was hesitating whether to move forward, another thunderclap finally came from the sky.

Yang Junshan was so frightened that he almost sacrificed his guardian divine power again, but the thunderbolt that fell from the sky hundreds of zhang away made him breathe a sigh of relief, this time it was not to split him.

However, this time the thunder light that fell was twice as thick as the one that split Yang Junshan before, and if it really fell at the top of his head, it would really be impossible to eat and walk around.

But then Yang Junshan's doubts arose again, who is this thunder light splitting?

Yang Junshan raised his eyes and looked, but saw that the thunder light that fell from the sky instantly fell on a hill, specifically on a huge rock protruding from the cliff at the top of the hill.

"Hmm, the stone beckons thunder, isn't it because this stone is actually a thing of gold and iron?"

Yang Junshan's mind flashed with thoughts, wandering aimlessly in this wasteland, and suddenly saw this, and naturally wanted to get closer to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, another thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the boulder that protruded from the hill was suddenly split, tumbling and rolling down from the top of the mountain, smashing countless gravel along the way.

This is just right, Yang Junshan originally hesitated to go up to the top of the hill, what if there was thunder again, what if he was split together, this time the boulder was split, but it saved him from risking the mountain again.

Walking quickly to the bottom of the hill, Yang Junshan soon saw this boulder that had been split, and at this time Yang Junshan also quickly confirmed that this boulder did contain high-quality gold and iron, although he was not sure what kind of metallic spiritual material it contained, but at least it was no problem to reach the spiritual level.

However, even better, this stone of gold and iron is because of the thunder light that has been split on the top of the mountain all the year round, and it already contains a wealth of thunder and lightning power, if it can be extracted from the boulder, then whether it is for the monks who cultivate metallic or thunder attribute supernatural powers, it is a rare treasure used to refine high-grade spiritual weapons, at least if it is refined into a flying sword, it is much more powerful than a hundred-year-old lightning peachwood sword.

Do you want to put this piece of gold and iron away from it?

Yang Junshan was a little hesitant in his heart, he was afraid that if he really put this boulder away, would the illusion realm determine that he had obtained the treasure and release him out of the illusion fog space?

If this is the case, Yang Junshan himself was still despised by those monks who were happy to get a low-grade spiritual weapon from the phantom mist, you must know that the Heaven Shaking Sect directly smashed into a spirit vein in exchange for a phantom spirit stone that could enter the phantom fog space, this gold and iron boulder is not comparable to a spirit vein in any way, right?

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand and patted his face gently, secretly wondering what was wrong with him, how could he be so hesitant for a piece of spiritual material, when did he become so greedy, could it be because of the influence of this illusion?

Since this boulder is here, let it be here, and you can go and find other treasures, and if you can't do it, you can just come back and get this stone to make up the numbers.

Thinking of this, Yang Junshan saw that after this boulder fell, there was no thunder in the sky and fell towards the hill, so he turned around and walked towards the top of the hill, preparing to climb high and look into the distance to see what was in this wasteland.

Cautiously waiting for the hills, seeing that the dark clouds above his head were always calm, and there was no thunder and lightning, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then he was ready to cast his Guanghan Spirit Eyes into the distance.

However, the scene in front of him made Yang Junshan forget to use his magical powers for a while, or at this time, he didn't need to use his magical powers at all, just within a radius of more than ten miles within his sight, Yang Junshan saw three or five thunderbolts falling from the sky in different directions almost at the same time.

And after these three or five thunderbolts fell, there were several more thunderbolts that fell in different positions.

This adds up to nearly ten positions distributed in different directions around the hill for more than ten miles, and every once in a while, a thunderbolt will fall from the sky and fall on one of the positions.

Yang Junshan suddenly remembered a place in the cultivation world, that is, the thunder plains distributed in Leizhou.

Isn't this illusion the thunder plain of Leizhou?

At this time, Yang Junshan suddenly found that there was another thunderbolt falling from the sky within his line of sight, and what was even more strange was that the position of this thunderbolt was different every time it fell, and the position of each thunderbolt was actually approaching the direction where Yang Junshan was.

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