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After the initial trial and warm-up, the schedule gradually moved towards a more intense and exciting stage, and gradually got better.

Everyone in the arena has already made up their minds and strides forward in the direction they predetermined.

The more you go inside, the greater the chance of meeting each other, and no one knows which opponent will be next to you, or the next one to rush towards you with your teeth and claws will be a certain god refining beast that has been lurking for a long time.

In the huge basin that covers an area of thousands of miles, at some point, a thin mist suddenly floated up.

The fog is a misty fog, but it is extremely faint, so faint that it is almost impossible to detect by ordinary means, but it is still playing its innate role all the time.

It blocks the consciousness and the sight.

However, because the fog is too light and thin, with the cultivation of the Dan period of everyone, the situation can still be observed within a range of about ten miles.

This happened to be a situation where they couldn't fully observe what kind of monster lurked in the distance, but it was enough to quickly adjust their state and urgently deploy the distance for their next move in the short period of time when the other party appeared and was near.

The pressure is still bearable.

Everyone thought so.

However, they soon realized that something was wrong.

The concentration of the fog is gradually increasing and is visible to the naked eye.

The visual and perceptible range is shrinking rapidly, almost at a distance of ten meters per second, and it is intensifying.

Ten miles, eight miles, five miles......

Visibility and the range of divine consciousness diminished again and again, as if the entire heavens and the earth were filled with the ubiquitous mist of the gods, and there was nothing but the fog.

Qi Ming had purple pupils and could penetrate ten thousand laws, so he was naturally not afraid, but he just watched coldly as the misty mist frantically expanded his territory.

The second baby can take the grass and trees of heaven and earth as her eyes and ears, and her eyes and ears are all powerful, although the misty mist also plays a certain role in her supernatural powers, she can't stand the fact that the essence of the plants and trees in this valley is very rich, and the influence of the misty mist is limited.

Wuwa's ability to control water is even more extraordinary, fog and ice are all water changes, although the misty fog is not a real fog, but it is also a heaven and earth spiritual object that can only play an effective role in the fog, and the effect of the misty fog on the five babies is also limited.

The sixth baby listens to the wind and discerns the position, not to mention the wind and fog...... Needless to say.

These gourd babies have their own means, and they are not afraid in the face of sudden fog.

But the rest of the people are a little at a loss.

Neither Qi Ming Erwa's ability to see through the mist of the gods, nor the methods of dispelling the fog like the five babies and six babies, seeing the gray gradually surging around them, they suddenly became nervous one by one, such as Yuan Hou, who had never seen anything in the world, and was even more shocked to take a few steps back at the ignorance of this fog.

It wasn't until he looked back behind him that he found that there was a heavy fog on the front and back, and there was no way out, so he lifted the long stick as if he was fated, and scanned the gray fog around him like a great enemy, as if there was some fierce beast hidden in this fog, and he would fly up and tear him to pieces.

It's just that he waited left and right, but there was no movement around him, which seemed that he was a little too nervous, but no one would laugh at him at this moment......

In a blink of an eye, most of the rest of you also looked like this.

Time is ticking.

Everyone watched with different thoughts as the misty fog advanced layer by layer, squeezing their activity space step by step, whether it was the gourd babies who had already had the means to deal with it, or the rest of the people who looked confused, they all suspended their next move at this moment and chose to continue to wait and see.

After all, the appearance of the misty fog is still secondary, and a sudden fog occurs in the valley...... Something will happen.

Not to mention, if Qi Ming and the others did not have the means to break the fog of the gods, they were afraid that relying on this fog alone to block the hearing and hearing, the fierce beasts would take the opportunity to cover up and kill, and it would bring a lot of trouble to everyone...... The slightest negligence may even lead to the first attrition since the start of the competition.

Although there is no evidence to say whether the beasts will be affected by the misty mist, the possibility is only five or five...... But no one would be stupid enough to gamble with their own net worth and life.

The nervous and nervous wait is always long.

When the misty fog advanced rapidly at a speed of almost 100 meters per second, and in the blink of an eye, it soared to a range of about a mile in front of and behind everyone, the concentration of the fog seemed to have reached a critical point, and it suddenly slowed down.

Everyone glanced at the fog at the end of their line of sight, and silently noted the limited distance of the misty fog.

Half a mile.

This is a very dangerous distance.

The monks could easily cross this distance with a spell of magic bombardment, and for the monks who were good at hand-to-hand combat, half a mile was also just a short sprint distance, almost in the blink of an eye.

If you are a little careless, it is very likely that your opponent will not react and your own knife will be on his neck.

For Yan Qiu and the others, the situation at this time is not bad.

Half a mile's perception range means that they must always pay attention to 120,000 points in order to respond to attacks from all directions at any time.

If it's a fierce beast, then it's okay to say, just be cautious, and it's been some time to fight with these barbarian ancient **, and they have already figured out the bottom of these fierce beasts.

But if it's another Blood Fighter......

The stakes are much greater.

You know, the so-called half mile is just a general statement.

Not everyone's eyesight and mental strength are exactly the same, some people may be able to perceive more than half a mile, others may be less than one meter.

At this moment, let alone a meter, even if it is a decimeter, a millimeter...... If you find your opponent one second earlier and one second later, the final result will make a big difference.

Their hearts are heavy.

Some people couldn't help but laugh.

"What does the old demon of the Blood Centipede think?" Qi Ming thought about it, unable to understand the intention of the Blood Centipede Demon King, "The mist can block others...... Can you stop me?"

Qi Ming waited while thinking, and after waiting for a while, he didn't notice any new changes around him, so he simply stepped forward and continued to march towards the fog.

It's not more than two steps.

In the fog ahead, there was a roar.

Another batch of savage ancient beasts has been awakened.

Qi Ming felt the dull thud gradually coming from the ground, from far and near, and the mist in his heart really couldn't stop these fierce beasts, and sure enough, all the mechanisms of the dungeon were aimed at the player, and the mobs were always immune to these strange dungeon mechanisms.

The world is not fair at all.

Qi Ming complained as he pulled out the dagger in his hand.

Meanwhile.

Qi Ming's pair of jet-black eyes suddenly lit up with a purple glow, like a fire that had been lit by something, refracting a different kind of light under the hazy sunlight through the gray mist. (To be continued.) )