Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 327

"call"

Fog is silent, even if it is dense fog and transpiration, it is still silent.

But at this time, the mist that was about ten meters away from the two of them was constantly transpiring, colliding with the barrier of spiritual light, making low whistling sounds incessantly.

Above the barrier of spiritual light, there are waves one after another, and the only thing that makes people feel at ease is that everything is still stable.

"The little three-headed low-level demon spirit wants to break through my star tent, ha ha," the old man's face was filled with arrogance.

Fang Xiaonan looked around, and he could clearly feel that there were three groups of cold aura hovering around rapidly, and the mist that kept colliding with the barrier of spiritual light was under the control of these three groups of cold aura.

Obviously, these three low-level demon spirits don't have much effect on the star tent released by the old man's astrolabe. The thick fog can only slightly shake the aura barrier. , is basically unlikely.

Under the siege of the three-headed demon spirits, the two continued to walk a distance of more than ten feet.

The ground under these dense fogs is still a piece of stone or black cold soil, not a single blade of grass grows.

Just looking at these grounds, Fang Xiaonan felt a little weird in his heart. These soils looked dark and even had a strange luster, and they seemed to be quite fertile.

It is quite similar to the vegetable soil that farmers in the country use to grow vegetables with various nest fertilizers.

Although he was puzzled, Fang Xiaonan didn't pay much attention to it. There could be many reasons for this situation; I believe that if he reached the central area of ​​the large formation, everything should be answered.

The two walked forward for this distance, although it gave the impression that it was flat ground, but Fang Xiaonan knew that this was the feeling of imbalance caused by the maze.

In fact, it should have been heading towards the top of Tianji Mountain all the time.

Seeing that it was completely milky white outside the star tent of the astrolabe, Fang Xiaonan couldn't help exhaling lightly.

Going so deep into this big formation, if there is no old man and the astrolabe, he is really not sure that he can get out of it now.

At this time, the old man suddenly let out a light snort.

Fang Xiaonan looked curiously, only to find that the three-headed demon spirits hiding in the dense fog suddenly gathered together; he no longer manipulated the fog to attack the star tent; the surrounding fog seemed to have faded a lot.

The three demon spirits gathered together, as if they were discussing something, but also seemed to be waiting for something.

Suddenly the three-headed demon spirits spread out, revealing a path.

Seeing this, the old man's brows slowly frowned, and Fang Xiaonan's voice of vigilance suddenly rose.

I saw a pale white figure slowly drifting closer from the thick fog.

After seeing this pale white figure, the three-headed demon spirits slowly condensed into a faint human figure, and stepped back carefully.

"Intermediate demon spirit!"

Fang Xiaonan's pupils shrank slightly. Although he had expected that there would be mid-level monsters here, but when they actually appeared, his heart still tightened slightly.

Intermediate-level monsters cannot be produced casually, and the conditions for their formation to form are at least ten times that of elementary-level monsters.

And its strength is close to five to ten times that of the elementary demon spirit.

Such monsters should be unlikely to exist in this world, but they do exist here.

As the mid-level monster approached, that appearance clearly appeared in front of the two of them.

It has complete facial features, clear hands and feet, and two faint red lights in the eyes; it looks quite terrifying.

"Boy, be careful!"

At this time, the old man was no longer as calm as before, but reminded in a deep voice.

"understand!"

Fang Xiaonan nodded. There is no need to be too afraid of a simple middle-level demon spirit, but with three elementary demon spirits and many other walking corpses that may be hidden in the mist, you have to be careful.

Once there is a slight problem with the star tent of the astrolabe, that fatal danger may appear at any time.

"flutter!"

There was a red light in the middle-level demon spirit's eyes, and he stretched out his hand and tapped it lightly, and waves suddenly rose above the star tent, as if an invisible spiritual cone was trying to break through the barrier of spiritual light...

And in the surrounding area, the three-headed demon spirits turned into a thick mist again at this time, controlling the surrounding mist, rushing towards the star tent again...

The old man took a deep breath, lightly tapped the star compass above his head, and saw that the star compass burst out again suddenly, and dozens of demon-destroying lights rushed towards the four demon spirits.

At this time, in the town guard's mansion above Jingshan, in a secluded place, there is an antique three-story building.

An old plaque hangs above the gate of the small building.

The three characters in the book "Zangjing Pavilion".

This place is where the ancient books of the tutelary mansion are stored, and it is known as the number one Buddhist scripture pavilion in the world.

Since the chaos a hundred years ago, many classics in the world have been scattered and lost. At that time, Na Yang tried his best to turn the tide, so many scattered and lost classics were collected and put into the Sutra Pavilion.

Na Yang was standing on the third floor of the small building, on a bookshelf full of all kinds of old classics, quietly flipping through a slightly tattered thread-bound ancient book in his hand.

After flipping through it casually, Na Yang put it back carefully; then picked up another one.

In this way, Yang stood at the same place and flipped through two or three books in a row, flipping through them casually, as if he was looking for something.

It's just that after standing here for a long time, after looking through at least seven or eight classics, he didn't seem to find what he was looking for. On his always calm and handsome face, a faint look of depression finally appeared.

After putting the ancient book in his hand back to its original place, he was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped, turned over and carefully looked up and down on the bookshelf; A thin booklet whose cover is about to fall apart.

He gently opened the booklet carefully, and after turning two pages, his gaze was fixed, and he took a deep breath while looking at the few lines in it.

In the second year of Wude, there was a remarkable phenomenon in Tanzhou. The five factions of Tianqing went to Tanzhou to investigate. , never seen again.

Seeing this, Yang frowned slightly, and turned a few pages back, but there was no record.

After closing the book and putting it back on the bookshelf, Yang pondered for a while, then walked out of the building slowly.

"Order the Southern District to inspect the Second Division of Wuzhen, and send capable personnel to Dongyuan Qingyun Town to stand by!"

"Yes!"

Following Yang's calm words, a voice suddenly came from the seemingly empty air next to him, and then there was no more sound.

(End of this chapter)