the first god

Chapter 15

He felt that he had always been prosperous in the Myriad Spirit Immortal Realm, but unexpectedly, he was frustrated one after another today.

First, he was chased by the two who lost the Qiankun bracelet, almost lost his life, and then met this pair of master and apprentice with a clear mind.

Zhang Qiang deduced many possibilities in his mind, and suddenly a bright light appeared in his eyes, and he spread his legs and ran forward.

Ordinary immortal cultivators would not dare to walk or run easily in the swamp in the face of this dangerous swamp. Gale, if anyone saw this scene, they would be amazed.

Naturally, Ma Yunteng didn't realize that he had chased Chengzi for dozens of miles with Yujian, but found that he had lost the man in a bizarre way.

Maybe the oranges are flying too fast.

This swamp under Feijian has many water pools, grass and trees, heavy humidity, and many liters of mist.

There is some light fog around, slowly approaching Feijian, which obstructs the line of sight.

Therefore, Ma Yunteng had to use spells to check.

"[Ming Cha Qiu Hao]!"

"[Bailijing]!"

Unexpectedly, the light mirror turned out to be a strange fog.

"Huh? There is actually a powerful psychedelic enchantment or illusion here?"

Ma Yunteng was slightly surprised.

His [Ming Cha Qiu Hao] can break through the blindness of the ninth-rank immortal, but he can't break through this strange fog.

Sure enough, there is a specialization in the art industry, and it is possible to lay such a high-end psychedelic enchantment or illusion. It is about years of concentrated research on illusion and blessing of some kind of secret treasure to form such a strange effect.

He can conclude that there was no fog enchantment in this place before.

Although Ma Yunteng was vigilant, he was not afraid of panic, but had the interest to find out.

A dull day without stress is really boring.

I don't know if this psychedelic realm was aimed at him on purpose, or if he happened to stray into the depths of the lotus flower.

The fog was getting heavier and heavier, and Feijian was unable to fly away from this strange area. The previously looming vegetation gradually disappeared in the fog.

After a while, in the fog, he could see nothing but himself.

"[Nowhere to hide]! Broken!"

Under the fog, it was still fog.

His immortal-grade high-level perspective spell [Nowhere to Hide] also did not perform at a normal level.

Unexpectedly, one after another stumbled.

Ma Yunteng was surprised and even more interested.

Just when he was about to get out of his body, he found out that his primordial spirit was also locked in this fog.

This place is like a solid fog cage, which can not only lock the physical body, but also lock the primordial spirit.

Is it so powerful?

This is a bit sudden.

He had no intention of underestimating, but at this time, it was a bit of a surprise.

Adventure house big adventure or something, he was very happy in his previous life.

"The fog is indeed poisonous!"

Ma Yunteng only smiled slightly.

This kind of worm-carving trick has even come to the fore.

His seven orifices have long been sealed, and the protective energy around his body has long been activated, forming an isolation barrier between his body and the mist.

"This poison..."

This poison is somewhat indescribable.

It turned out to be such a hallucinogenic drug.

Although he sealed the seven orifices, his spiritual consciousness was still being explored.

It's just a pity that the private storage space of the wrench on his left thumb is also extremely shabby. Apart from the three things that Hou Taiyi gave, there are really only personal items such as robes. In this fog, I really can't use some magical powers.

It seems that for the time being, he can only play the role of a fish that is caught by a hook and cannot be released, waiting for the angler to pull the hook.

(End of this chapter)