Even though Fang Yan has gone through countless dangerous places since his debut, and he has escaped all kinds of pursuit several times in a thrilling way, this experience still makes him thrilling, and he will sigh every time he thinks about it. In the face of the irresistible power between heaven and earth, it is difficult to imagine what kind of courage and perseverance the monk who walked through here for the first time needed.

A day later, dozens of warships flew out of the wind, and none of them were killed, and if the dialect could not be seen in person, it would be impossible to believe it. These warships may have walked many times, and the people who controlled the warships were simply in a state of supernatural beauty, and in the face of such a powerful wind, they were able to endure a day and bring everyone out safely.

Maybe things in the world are like this, seemingly impossible things, but not impossible, as long as patience to find the flaws, the same can be done, and even in the end, practice makes perfect, and then become beyond the reach of ordinary people. For example, those dangerous and desperate situations, for those who are accustomed to walking on the edge of danger, they can always come up with various ways to resolve them, and they can be called miraculous in the eyes of others.

Returning to the billowing black air, everyone on the boat did not feel depressed, but they celebrated one by one, and some people were still afraid, sitting in place and speechless. The journey to the west this time was so dangerous, and Fang Yan didn't expect it, let alone that the Demon Gate would have such a means to break through the natural dangers in the Xiuzhen Domain and send a large number of monks to the front line.

From here alone, it can be seen that the determination of the Demon Gate to invade the west this time is great, and the preparations made for this are meticulous, and it is by no means an overnight achievement. How could the monks of South Vietnam have imagined that there is a bad neighbor who has been sharpening his sword for a long time, just waiting for the most favorable opportunity.

The rest of the journey was much smoother, and the warship flew at full speed all the way, speeding through the black fog. The situation here is already very similar to that of South Vietnam, and I am afraid that many places in the looming mountains below me have become the world of demonic beasts.

After about ten days of continuous flight, the fleet suddenly and rapidly jumped upward, flying to a height of about 1,000 feet above the ground. before adjusting the course and continuing to fly forward. Dark clouds were rolling everywhere outside the warship, even if it flew to a height of thousands of feet, there was still surging demonic energy all around, and the impact of this catastrophe did not know when it would subside.

But three days later, the surrounding environment changed again, and suddenly a white cloud drifted through the window. Although then there was a dark black fog, it could start now. White fog appears frequently. The further you fly, the more the black fog that was originally permeated decreases, and even in some places it is mixed with the white fog and entangled.

The outside scene changed again, and everyone's hearts sank, according to their experience along the way, every change of environment was almost no good, as if it was safest to be in the midst of demonic energy. Everyone stared nervously out the window, but after a day and a night. The envisaged danger did not materialize.

At this moment, the warship jumped upwards again, piercing through the sea of fog and climbing all the way up. This time, the warship rose at least a thousand feet, and the clouds and mist around it did not abate, but became thicker and thicker, and the fog was even like substance, like the waves of water surging and undulating. It is as if the warship is sailing in the sea, riding the wind and waves.

If you just look at it on the surface, the environment here is a bit like the Misty Mountains, perhaps because of this, the Demon Gate specially recruited monks from various immortal cities in the Misty Mountains, and this is likely to be the destination of their trip.

It didn't take long. The ship began to slow down, slowly descending into the sea of fog below, and finally pierced through the clouds and came to a steady halt in one place. There were no more unusual encounters along the way, and everyone on the boat was a little incredulous to arrive so easily.

At this moment, the hatch suddenly opened, and the monk's shout came from the front cabin: "The Two Realms Mountain has arrived." After the mountain pass in front, it is the place where the territory is opened, so please disembark. ”

Sure enough, this is the place, in this place covered by heavy fog, this will be the place where they will live here, but on the surface there is no clue. These monks are no strangers to Yunwu, the Misty Mountain Range is often shrouded in fog, even in the Immortal City, it is difficult to be spared, but everyone is still suspicious of this place.

Thousands of people got off the ship, only to find that the warship was docked on a flat land, far and near covered by fog, and it was impossible to see clearly from a little distance, and no one dared to move around, but they all sat or stood quietly around the perimeter of the warship, with various expressions on their faces.

The ship's guards told them that the ship could only stop here, that there was no passage ahead, and that they would have to walk through it themselves. Everyone was even more puzzled, there was a dense white mist all around, how could this kind of place pass, and this fog still had a certain blocking effect on the divine sense, it could not be probed too far, and everyone dared not move.

Fortunately, not long after, a group of people suddenly flashed out of the fog, and they came to pick up these family disciples, briefly explained a few words to everyone, and then led them forward. According to them, the terrain under the fog is very complex, full of deep cliffs and ravines, and if someone accidentally falls into it, the consequences will be shattered.

For this reason, everyone must follow the monk in front of them, step on his footprints, and not make a wrong step, otherwise there will be mortal danger. Thousands of people divided into several columns, stretched out in a long line in the mist, at this moment no one dared to slack off in the slightest, all lowered their heads and stared at the footsteps of the person in front, and from time to time there were shouts from beside them, loudly asking the people behind to follow closely.

After marching nervously for half an hour, someone suddenly shouted at the front of the procession, causing the team to stop, and everyone hurriedly stopped and waited in place blankly. Surrounded by dense fog on all sides, it was impossible to see the surrounding terrain, let alone the scene in the distance.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light ahead, and soon the clouds and mist also rolled, and then the dense fog began to spread out to both sides, and slowly formed a narrow and empty passage in the thick fog. But when you look at the passage, you can see that the sky below it is empty, and there are still clouds and mist dozens of feet below, is it to thousands of people flying along this passage?

Just as Fang Yan thought this, the light flashed in front of him again, and suddenly something swirled from the opposite side, bringing gusts of wind, and the monk in front of the team subconsciously ducked back. Immediately the object landed on the ground not far away, and the monk who had come to lead the way rushed forward and fixed it to the ground with all hands and feet.

When I looked at it at this time, it was a small bridge without a railing, which looked like a wooden plank several feet wide, and the spiritual light flashed on the board, and it flew over to be used as a bridge for passage. Don't underestimate this simple flying bridge, as you can see from the aura it emits, this is a large special magic weapon, and I am afraid it is also the only passage here.

Everyone trembled and stepped onto the flying bridge, walking along the not wide bridge in turn, without which the thousands of monks would not have been able to reach the other side safely. When the group passed over the bridge, they saw a pass on the opposite side, sandwiched between the towering cliffs on both sides, no more than a hundred feet wide.

The cliffs on both sides are straight and steep, stretching out in the mist, and I don't know how high they are. And this pass is just in the middle of it, holding the throat to rush, becoming a husband and a man who is not open, taking advantage of the geographical advantage, and it is impossible to force it through.

In addition, there are many formations in this place, which not only help people pass through this place, but also stop people who try to fly across. Perhaps this is what ordinary people call the secret passage between the two domains, and they don't know the specific location here, where the road leads, and such an important strategic place has fallen into the hands of the demon gate for some reason.

The group walked through the pass, and passed through a canyon dozens of miles long, the two sides of the long canyon were tightly sandwiched by steep cliffs, the narrowest place was not more than a zhang, and this place was a natural defensive place. Coming out of the canyon, I felt that the fog in the air was much thinner, far less dense than before, just a valley away, and the change was so great.

The monk who led the way led the group to a gentle slope, where the mood was slightly relaxed, and many people simply sat on the ground, or exchanged heads and ears in twos and threes, and the journey may finally be coming to an end. It's just that they have to wait here for a while, and all the new families who move here must go and register immediately, otherwise where will they stay.

In fact, before they set off, the positions of each family had been roughly arranged, but there were still some specific matters to be determined here, and I am afraid that some bargaining would be inevitable. After waiting for an hour or two, he saw Miao Qianfei come back with a smug face, accompanied by a monk, who was the one who took them to the Miao family's new residence.

Seeing this, the steward of the clan immediately took out the spaceships he carried with him, these spaceships were of course incomparable to warships, and they could allow thousands of people to ride without problems. Miao Qianfei casually took out a delicate-looking spaceship, and specially called Fang Yan and Miao Ning to ride with him, but Miao Jitao's instructions before leaving did not dare to forget.

The spaceship that Fang Yan was riding took the lead and flew at the front of the team, and dozens of spaceships of various colors also hurriedly flew up, closely following behind. And the monk who invited to lead the way was on the same boat as Fang Yan, and this person also had a foundation building cultivation, only slightly lower than Fang Yan, and he looked a little thin and middle-aged.

This man was very talkative, and Fang Yan and others were also anxious to understand the style of this place, and deliberately befriended him, and after a short time, this man began to talk triumphantly about all kinds of things here. The people around him listened to it with relish, and from time to time they touted a few more words, and this person became more and more out of control, talking all the way to the sea and the sky.

Here, as the dialect guesses, it is at the junction of the two Xiuzhen countries, and with this as the boundary, it can connect Nanyue in the south and Tianling in the north, so it is called the Two Realms Mountain. And the boundary of this kind of cultivation realm is often accompanied by insurmountable natural dangers, just like the dense fog land they have just walked through, if there is no one to guide the way, they are only afraid of more evil and less auspicious.

The area of the Two Realms Mountains is vast, far from what they saw on the road, and the area north of the pass is the scope of the Two Realms Mountains. It's just that there are many places here that are covered by clouds and mist all year round, especially in the south of the pass, the fog is deep and the terrain is complex, and it has always been regarded as a moat that cannot be crossed, and you can only pass through that pass if you want to pass through. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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