Cultivating immortals is a hard job

When looking from the outside, everything is peaceful inside.

Once you step inside, the surrounding area is filled with lightning and thunder, like a sea of ​​thunder and lightning.

This made Mo Xun think of the polar thunder sea in Xihezhou.

And the Thunder Sea Enchantress.

Wen Yue!

And Gu Qingqing's short-lived disciple, Ye Qingshuang.

Mo Xun currently possesses thunder spirit roots. If he is practicing, this is also a good place.

He also noticed that Jun Wuyan was very afraid of the power of thunder and lightning.

It seems that the thunder and lightning here are also a powerful restraint for the demons.

Fortunately, under the golden light of six feet, even if there were thunder and lightning all around and the power grid was intertwined, few people could be harmed at all.

What disappointed Mo Xun was that no treasure was found.

After crossing the minefield, several people continued to move forward.

"Boy Mo, I saw you were in a trance just now. Are you thinking of that girl?"

Mo Xun glanced at Gong Yang with a playful look on his face and did not deny it.

If we want to talk about Wen Yue's incident back then, it has something to do with this old guy.

First, it was Gongyang who asked him to save Wen Yue. In order to leave that secret realm, it was also Gongyang who asked him to teach Wen Yue how to practice.

This is what happened next.

"Actually, you don't have to blame yourself. Things in this world are difficult to be determined by your will and mine... Your current achievements can be regarded as a kind of comfort for that girl."

Mo Xun remained silent and did not speak.

The other two people all pricked up their ears with gossipy expressions on their faces.

At this moment, Mo Xun's expression suddenly changed, and then he flicked his robe sleeves, rolled up the crowd, and disappeared from the spot instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a silver beam of light appeared where they originally were.

The beam of light seemed to appear out of thin air, shooting straight down from high in the sky.

In just the blink of an eye, the light beam disappeared again.

However, wherever the light beam illuminated, no matter whether it was vegetation or rocks, it became a piece of scorched earth.

A deep pit appeared on the ground.

"It's Xuan Guang!"

Jun Wuyan exclaimed with a pale face.

The reputation of this light pillar is well known throughout Beiluzhou.

After many people entered this place, they ended up staying here. They did not die under the poisonous mist, nor were they buried in gravity, but they did not escape these mysterious lights that appeared out of thin air.

This object is like a space crack in the void, and it is difficult to catch traces.

Gong Yang and Cheng Mu also secretly broke into a cold sweat.

Although it was only for a short moment, the energy contained in the light pillar still made them feel a kind of heart palpitations.

After Mo Xun frowned slightly, he continued to lead a few people forward.

However, the speed is much slower than before.

Along the way, no one said anything.

Almost all of his attention was focused on the mysterious light that could fall at any time.

And what's terrible is that their footsteps are getting heavier and heavier.

The gravity on the body has increased to an unknown number of times.

Mo Xun was doing better, but the other three were struggling.

The key is that this gravity is still increasing.

Suddenly, another beam of light shot down. Fortunately, Mo Xun was one step ahead and teleported to other places with a few people.

At the same time, at the moment when the light beam hit, Mo Xun also threw out a bronze tripod magic weapon.

This item comes from Mu Congnan's storage bag.

The beam of light shone on the bronze tripod and exploded with a bang.

That defensive treasure, which could at least withstand a blow from a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, was as fragile as paper under the silver mysterious light.

At this scene, the expressions of the other three people suddenly changed.

Gongyang didn't even dare to think that if Mo Xun hadn't led them, not to mention other dangers, just this mysterious light could kill them in an instant.

No wonder the outside world spreads that even if the demon infant monks enter this place, they may not be able to escape unscathed.

Mo Xun was secretly speechless.

He underestimated the power of this mysterious light.

It feels more dangerous than some space cracks!

Mo Xun suddenly stopped.

Several other people also stopped quickly, thinking that there was some danger, and their faces were full of vigilance and nervousness at the same time.

Sure enough, a mysterious light fell again, and Mo Xun dodged and took everyone away from the place.

And the moment Xuan Guang appeared, he dropped another treasure.

This time, it was a small mountain magic weapon.

Even Mo Xun had forgotten who this thing came from.

But what is certain is that this thing is the natal magic weapon of a certain Nascent Soul monk.

The hill grew rapidly in mid-air, and by the time the beam of light fell, it had grown to a size of a hundred feet.

And the range of the light beam is only about ten feet.

But it happened that this tiny beam of light, which was relatively small compared to the hundred-foot hill, fell on it and caused the hill to burst into pieces.

Pieces of magic weapon fragments flew out in all directions.

Mo Xun hurriedly brushed his sleeves to block the flying debris.

Peace returned to heaven and earth, and except for Mo Xun, all three people's faces were pale.

They all only have the strength of the golden elixir. Under this mysterious light, even the powerful magic power protection may be difficult to resist.

Mo Xun took a deep breath.

He was indeed able to predict the appearance of Xuan Guang in advance.

But this kind of prediction comes at the cost of a huge consumption of spiritual consciousness.

He needs to build a continuous giant network of spiritual consciousness in a large area above his head to capture weak energy fluctuations.

If you are not careful, something will slip through the net.

With his powerful spiritual consciousness, he could nip problems in the bud by being more cautious.

But this is not a long-term solution.

If they go further in, the frequency of this mysterious light will increase, and even he will definitely not be able to bear it.

And his spiritual consciousness cannot be completely consumed in fighting against this thing.

What if he encounters other dangers?

This is also the reason why Mo Xun feels difficult at the moment.

He tried it one after another, just to test the power of this mysterious light.

And he wanted to capture the pattern of the appearance of this thing.

But what made him frown was that there was no pattern at all, and its power and range were even more uneven.

Those light beams seemed to have eyes, and they could accurately shine on them every time.

"Let's go!"

Mo Xun's face was gloomy and he continued to move forward.

Because he felt the difficulty of the other three people resisting gravity, he even helped to bear some of it.

He was actually considering whether to knock the three people unconscious and put them in the green gourd first.

If he was alone, it would definitely be much easier.

After using several magic weapons to test the power of the mysterious light, Mo Xun took out another thing.

It was the tombstone of the bloody centipede.

The reason why he didn't use it at the beginning was because he felt that it was extraordinary and he hadn't studied it yet.

It would be a pity if it was destroyed.

When the light column appeared again, Mo Xun directly sacrificed the stone tablet and took everyone to hide far away.

The mysterious light shone on the stone tablet, and to everyone's surprise, it disappeared.

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