Both of them took out their treasures and searched for traces of the spiritual formation around them.

While resisting the invasion of poisonous mist, he also guided everyone in the direction.

Qin Cheng quietly opened his eyes and observed his surroundings.

This spiritual formation does not look complicated, and it does not look like a particularly finely arranged formation.

It seems that after the Linglong Pavilion sank into the ground, the monks in the pavilion casually arranged a defensive array before leaving.

After observing for a while, there was nothing wrong with the direction chosen by Chen Bian and the old monk, and they obviously had some understanding of the formation.

Qin Cheng just relaxed and got it done.

rustle.

However, everyone moved forward for about two or three miles.

Not only did the mist become thicker, it almost condensed into substance.

Moreover, there seemed to be faint sounds in the surrounding mist.

"What noise?"

Chen Bian and the old man both stopped, and everyone drew out their weapons and looked around nervously.

"Swish, swish!"

After this sound appeared, it continued to increase in number, and it seemed that it did not stay in one place, but was constantly moving.

One is on the left, the other is on the right.

Moreover, the speed changes extremely quickly, as if he is running.

Qin Cheng also looked around.

But this time, I couldn't catch anything.

The divine eye and the celestial eye are not omnipotent.

The divine eye can break through the obstacles of heaven and earth and directly access the essence.

But the surrounding fog is formed by the condensation of poisonous mist, and is not an illusion or barrier.

As for the Tianming Eye, it was blocked by the poisonous mist floating in the sky, making it impossible to see further.

"That voice seems to be approaching." Someone said tremblingly.

Everyone is nervous.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

They didn't go deep into this area last time, so they didn't know the source of the sound.

But just when everyone's vigilance reached its highest level, the voice suddenly disappeared again.

After waiting for more than ten breaths, the sound did not appear again.

"Could it be some kind of creature or monster? They sensed our aura and retreated in fear." Someone analyzed.

"It's possible. After all, we are monks in the Tribulation Realm, and there are ten of us. Most monsters will be afraid of us."

"I don't think it's a monster. Don't forget the poisonous mist here. I'll rely on the elixir to resist it. Those monsters won't survive. Maybe it's the rolling spiritual energy around them, causing some friction." There are also some.

People have different opinions.

"Anyway, staying here won't last long. Since there's no movement, let's move on. Everyone should be more vigilant."

Chen Bian frowned and decided to continue on his way.

I haven't seen it yet in Linglong Pavilion, so I don't know the source of this sound.

Just keep waiting like this, for how long.

Qin Cheng frowned.

In fact, I don't quite agree with what these people said.

If the monster is really here and finds that everyone is too strong, they choose to escape.

Where did the leaving voice go?

But it is not very reliable to say that monsters cannot survive in a place with thick poisonous fog.

Although this thick fog is scary, don't underestimate the survivability of monsters.

However, although he had other ideas, Qincheng had no evidence.

Moreover, he didn't even dare to let the Green Soul Bee out in such a ghostly environment.


Chapter completed!