Chapter 410: Misty Miasma

At the moment when the huge ghost crossed the void and was about to approach Dugu Bo, Dugu Bo's face turned pale, he snorted coldly, opened his mouth, and a white rainbow shot out from his mouth.

In a burst of neighing horses, the palm-sized white sun pierced through the ghostly figure in front of it.

The white sun had just pierced through the ghost's body, and under a burst of earth-shattering heat, the ghost's body turned into a mist in the sky, and dissipated into the void with a sneering sound.

The white scorching sun figure shrank slightly, and a palm-sized, transparent pony appeared, which was Dugu Bo's dualistic spiritual fire body jade.

Dugu Bo exhaled lightly, looked at the increasingly dense white miasma below with a vigilant face, and made a slight move towards Yu'er with one hand.

That Yu'er also flew to his chest and submerged into his Dharma Body.

I saw that after a flash of white light on the surface of his body, the monstrous chill around him was relieved a little.

"What's going on?"

Dugu Bo had doubts in his brain, he was also a frequent visitor to Shengyuanlin, this was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing.

Before he could fully react, he saw a surge in the monstrous mist below, and three ghosts that were the same as before suddenly shot out and came towards him.

Dugu Bo's right ear jumped slightly, and he kicked the flying spirit sword under his feet, and suddenly turned into a golden rainbow and shot away in a certain direction from here.

He didn't want to fight with these ghosts of unknown origin, it seems that there should be a lot of such ghosts in those miasma.

Slowly and for a long time, how could he resist so many ghosts.

Harnessing the flying spirit sword, Dugu Bo flew higher and higher, gradually moving away from the white miasma below like a sea of clouds.

But the sky above was foggy, and I couldn't see half a minute of starlight in the night sky.

Since he had no rest, he had no choice but to hurry, but now that he could not see the starry sky and could not argue the direction, what could he do; he groaned slightly, turned over with one hand, but there was an extra palm-sized gossip plate in his hand, on which there was a hand that trembled and trembled, similar to a compass.

However, the pointer on the gossip plate in Dugu Bo's hand is flickering left and right, up and down, and it is difficult to distinguish between east and west, north and south.

He didn't expect that these misty miasma would be able to affect the magnetic poles here, which made him a little embarrassed.

Could it be that we have to wait until dawn to continue our journey?

Come to think of it, the reason why those Yuyao City disciples who entered the Saint Yuan Forest had difficulty surviving in this Saint Yuan Forest must be related to these mysterious cold fogs and ghosts.

And how did these mysterious cold fog and ghosts appear in Shengyuan Forest, Dugu Bo could not guess the root cause, and at the moment, he could only take one step at a time.

So where did those creatures of the Shengyuan Forest run away now?

Could it be that they were all killed by these ghosts, but the bones can always be seen, and during the day, he didn't see the corpses of those demon beasts of the original Shengyuan Forest.

It may be hidden, but the intelligence of these demon beasts is not high, so it is impossible for all demon beasts to hide.

Of course, monsters and animals have instinctive reactions to danger, which is also determined by the factor of self-protection based on genes, and it may be reasonable that they have to perceive the changes in the Holy Yuan Forest one step before the mortal monks, and hide.

Dugu Bo shook his head, unable to think of many things clearly.

Now, I can only keep these doubts in my heart.

Looking at the foggy sky above, Dugu Bo was slightly silent for a moment, and then he controlled the spirit sword under his feet and turned into a white golden rainbow hole and pierced away.

He thought to himself, this place was no better than the Ten Thousand Demons he was trapped in that day, thinking that it should be difficult for these fogs to trap him, as long as he flew high enough, he should be able to fly out of the shroud of these misty miasma.

And the mist miasma in the sky above the moment is very thin, and the further down it goes, the denser it becomes, the root of these mist miasma should be below the Shengyuan Forest, not above.

Sure enough, after flying about seven or eight hundred miles, Dugu Bo could vaguely see the starry sky in the sky.

After flying another one or two hundred miles, he could see the starry sky of Lang Lang, and he could completely distinguish the direction he was in, and he was slightly relieved in his heart.

Looking at the misty area below, this sea of fog stretches for many miles, and Dugu Bo's divine sense is open, and it is difficult to see its edge.

Since he was able to fly out of this mist, he was no longer afraid, looked at the starry sky, identified the direction, and drove the spirit sword towards a certain direction.

After flying like this for two or three hours, Dugu Bo was slightly surprised, because the sea of fog below him continued without borders.

To say the least, he has flown thousands of miles, and these mist miasma has also lasted for thousands of miles, what happened to Shengyuanlin, which caused such a big change.

At the end of the second day, the east glowed slightly red, and wisps of golden light began to slowly penetrate the sea of clouds in the distance and slowly come towards the sky.

Dugu Bo knows that this is the newborn sunrise.

But when these golden lights began to rise, the sea of fog below was gradually sinking downward, and the speed was extremely fast, which could be clearly felt by the naked eye.

This sea of fog is like a living thing, constantly churning in Dugu Bo's field of vision.

However, in just a moment or two, all the mist miasma disappeared into the Shengyuan Forest, and under the illumination of the sun, Dugu Bo could see the forests below like green, and the peaks like beans, as if what happened last night had not happened at all.

His face turned pale, and he immediately harnessed the spirit sword and headed down.

After flying for more than 1,000 miles, they flew to the sky above the forest, and the towering giant trees could be clearly seen, and there were crystal clear ice bars hanging from their branches and leaves.

Many of the ice bars began to slowly turn into snow and fall downward.

Dugu Bo's ears were full of the sound of rain falling, but he still didn't hear any insects and beasts, which was strange.

He wondered if he would be able to see one, half a dragonbeast, if he reached his destination.

If you can't see it, wouldn't this trip be in vain, and you will take such a big risk, isn't it nothing to look for.

Now that he had come, he was not willing to go back halfway, and the kind of ghost he had seen last night would obviously not appear in the daylight.

Dugu Bo was also a little curious about these ghosts, because he couldn't feel any popularity or breath of life on them, otherwise the ghosts were so close to him, how could he not know in advance.

They seemed to instinctively hunt down everything that had the breath of life, and they didn't look like they were stellar, and they didn't have half a cent of mana fluctuations.

As for what these ghosts were, he didn't know.

After flying all night, with his current cultivation, he is still a little tired, and his mana is almost exhausted.

Since it is difficult to rest at night, why not rest during the day and rush at night, which can be regarded as a foolproof strategy.

Thinking like this, he immediately dug a hole in a branch of a giant tree at a height of fifty zhang from the ground. arranged a psychedelic array, pasted a forbidden talisman, and got into it and sat down on a wooden bed.

Immediately, the divine thought moved, and he also entered the space of the Sumeru realm.

Through the Buddha fishing map in the Sumeru realm, he came to his Buddha fishing realm and Buddha fishing cave, where the aura is rich, and he can sleep a lot while recovering his mana.

Moreover, the time flow of Foyu Cave was slow, but it also invisibly added a lot of time for him to cultivate slowly.

After walking for about tens of thousands of miles, Dugu Bo's destination was getting closer and closer, and Dugu Bo was more and more surprised in his heart.

Because, in the place where he passed, there were no monster beasts, and this disappointment was getting bigger and bigger, the dragon beast was not a special monster beast, since the other demon beasts had disappeared inexplicably, this dragon beast couldn't escape this fate.

It's just that he can't let go of it in his heart, so he will be completely willing to go to the destination.

After walking like this for a few days, he also arrived at a huge canyon, which stretched for hundreds of miles, and this canyon was also seven or eight miles deep, and the narrowest mouth of the canyon was more than ten miles, and the cliff walls were full of towering giant trees, which should be regarded as an ideal habitat for dragon beasts.

But at the moment, Dugu Bo didn't see any misty miasma in the canyon.

If Dugu Bo hadn't found a place for the dragon-burning beasts to live in the past, those dragon-burning beasts would inevitably create endless mist miasma to hide their whereabouts, so that foreign enemies would be able to retreat.

But now, there is no miasma in this canyon, but an extremely wide field of vision.

It was still early, and Dugu Bo flew down with the spirit sword under his feet.

Most of the lower part of the canyon are low bushes, and there are some tall trees, but they are only more than ten zhang high, and the diameter of one or two zhang is not small.

These giant trees and shrubs surround one weedy field after another, covering an area of more than ten acres.

Dugu Bo found a lot of excrement of dragon beasts on these weeds, these excrements were vermilion, piled up to more than half a zhang, like a small mound of earth, arranged irregularly around Dugu Bo, many of them were about the same height as him.

But the excrement is now dried up and I don't smell any of it.

It's been a long time since I think about it.

Since there are so many scorching dragonbeasts in this place, theoretically speaking, there should be at least thousands, tens of thousands, of dragonbeasts inhabiting it.

But now, it's a dead place.

Dugu Bo shook his head in disappointment, and looked around, but there were huge holes on the cliffs around him.

These large holes were obviously not naturally formed, but were dug by demon beasts.

Dugu Bo's heart froze, and he naturally guessed that these big holes were definitely made by the Burning Dragon Beast.

Since there are no scorching dragon beasts in this canyon, could it be that these scorching dragon beasts are hidden deep in these big caves! Dugu Bo wanted to go in and find out, but he also knew that the risks involved were very huge.