Yan Xing was a little dazed in spirit.

Looking around, he seemed to be at the bottom of a sea of ​​abyss, dark and deep, and endless pressure surged from all directions. The abnormal and weird unknown creatures were like ghost fires swaying in the darkness, ferocious and terrifying, and came with a roar.

Click!

A crisp sound of brokenness sounded in the heart, and Yan Xing's body and thoughts sank at the same time.

In five minutes, the Feng Ling Talisman Armor was exhausted and self-destructed, and his hope for survival was a little slim.

Click—

A louder sound of rupture came from the ground beneath his feet, and then the earth began to tremble and collapse, with gullies intertwined, as if the huge mouth of the abyss was opened, and Yan Xing's golden figure fell into the dark crack uncontrollably.

Rumble! Roar!!

Another monster.

It must have been a worm that emerged from hell, a hundred feet thick, with scarlet magma flowing on the surface, without a head, all the tops were occupied by a spiral bloody mouth, layer by layer of sharp teeth, large pieces of rock falling

When he entered it, he was instantly crushed, and Yan Xing's heavy "golden body" also mixed in the mud and stone and fell rapidly.

"I'm not afraid of death."

"I just want to climb the endless martial arts in this life and search for the mystery of life evolution. Why do I have to stop me from doing this!"

"kill--"

Yan Xing looked crazy. He had clearly seen a extraordinary shadow. When his thoughts in his previous life were about to come true, he would be knocked back to the dark abyss. All kinds of aggrievances and unwillingness turned into anger.

"Fire Talisman Armor! Meteor!!"

boom!!

When he died, Yan Xing crushed the only aggressive talisman armor in his hand. In an instant, a ball of scarlet and hot fireball was like a meteor cutting through the darkness and shooting towards the huge mouthpiece of the hell worm.

.

Puchi!

How to describe it? In Yan Xing's perception, his attack was like a 50-cent sky-storm cannon, hitting a tiger tank weighing dozens of tons.

‘Jil~~bang!’

Roar roar roar!!

Just when Yan Xing was ashamed, the worm suddenly let out a roar of pain, and then its huge body began to twist and twitch, and the flesh and blood as thick as armor began to collapse wildly towards the center.

In just an instant, the hell worm was squeezed into mud, and then the flesh and blood disappeared, leaving only a black sphere with a radius of several feet left.

hiss--

Yan Xing took a deep breath and murmured in disbelief: "Uncle Lan lied to me? This is not the power of the Talisman Armor, it is clearly the black hole destroying cannon!"

Having said that, it was just a joke about surviving the disaster. Yan Xing could sense that the fire ball fired just now was mediocre and it would never cause such terrifying damage. The round sphere suspected to be a black hole probably happened to appear here and killed it in seconds.

Hell Worm.

Without the opportunity to think too much, Yan Xing followed closely and was sucked into the black ball that appeared out of thin air along with many earth and stones.

Fortunately, his body was small and would not be compressed into meat paste like the worm.

puff--

The black ball only lasted for several breaths, and then shattered like bubbles, the dust settled, leaving only a huge hole deep in the ground.

...

Yan Xing fell into pure darkness, unable to see his eyes, and his five senses were confused and turned upside down. He felt that his body was like a noodle, constantly stretched and stretched until it turned into a thread, and then he was swallowed into a white light.

middle.

"Ahem!"

After a while, Yan Xing woke up. With the fierce coughing, the five senses returned, and the confusion that was about to vomit gradually disappeared.

“Where is this?”

Yan Xing looked confused. As soon as his eyes returned to focus, he saw the thick white mist surrounding him. His pupils suddenly dilated. He reached out to touch the ground, grabbed a few crystal particles, and slapped them into the flesh and blood in his chest.

"Golden Light Talisman Armor!"

When he passed through the black ball, his body was stretched and kneaded, and many golden talisman armors in his body were discharged from his body, and he was pressed under his butt.

Buzz!!

The golden light covered the body's surface, and the moment it came into contact with the pure white fog outside, it instantly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

"How is that possible!?"

Yan Xing jumped up in shock. A golden talisman armor could ensure that the holder was protected from erosion within a quarter of an hour in the scarlet fog. However, when facing the white fog, it failed and did not hold on for a moment.

The naked body was shrouded in fog again, but without any harm, Yan Xing gradually calmed down. Out of fear of the scarlet fog, he was a little stressed just now.

If this fog really hurts him, it would have turned into bones before he wakes up, but he has no chance to restart the talisman armor.

"White fog? Is there such a thing in this world? Why have you never heard Uncle Lan talk about it?"

Yan Xing looked puzzled and felt that the several talisman armors that had been slapped into his body had indeed been exhausted. This shows that the white fog around him has erosion power, and it is much more terrifying than the scarlet fog.

Uncle Lan once told him about the outside world, about the fog, the scarlet fog, that is, the red fog, is universally present between heaven and earth, and is just the weakest fog.

In the world, there are some ancient ruins isolated from the outside world. In the ancient secret realm, there are fogs of other colors. They are more terrifying than the red fog. The most terrifying purple fog in the legend, and even "Immortals" are not

Dare to touch.

According to records, there are only seven types of fogs, "red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple", and this white fog is really unheard of.

"Does the problem lie with me?"

Yan Xing put away the talisman armor scattered on the ground, slowly stood up, and his palms slashed across the void, causing wisps of pure white mist, without feeling any discomfort.

Looking back on memory, since he can remember, he has never been exposed to fog in person. Maybe he can be immune to the erosion of the fog? Or maybe it is just that this white fog is special and will not harm the living body?

Yan Xing shook his head gently. Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth. At this moment, it is meaningless, but he has made up his mind. He must try it with the scarlet fog when he has the chance, so that he can know what is going on.

It's right.

"That black ball should be something similar to a crack in time and space. I fell into it, crossed the space, and came here?"

Yan Xing pressed his thoughts and began to explore this strange place, and casually looked for a direction and strode.

The white mist was vast, as faint as a fairyland. After a moment of walking, a row of flat stairs appeared in front of Yan Xing.

The stairs are tall, as if they are exclusively for giants, and each level is about meter.

Yan Xing pondered for a moment, then he ran up, used his skill to swim up the wall, and climbed up like a gecko.

After climbing and climbing to the ninth level, Yan Xing was already panting and sweating profusely.

"Huh! This body is so weak. When you settle down, you have to start practicing as soon as possible and regain your previous life's cultivation."

Yan Xing is confident that with his experience and the strangeness of this world, he can return to his peak state within one year.

After crossing the ladder and walking more than a hundred steps, Yan Xing was surprised to find that the fog in front of him began to become thinner. He couldn't help but speed up and rushed into a huge hole where there was no fog.

Suddenly, it seemed as if legends were reflected into reality, a grand scene that only existed in myths penetrated into Yan Xing's eyes.

Gulu—

Yan Xing was stunned, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, his body was stunned and unable to move for a long time.

God and Demon?!

Fairy?

saint?

The vast space is pure white, with thrones standing in the air, and a majestic figure sitting cross-legged on it.

There are golden figures carrying thirty-six pairs of wings, Buddha sitting on the Chaos Lotus Platform, weird people with scales and armor all over their heads, and goddesses wearing flame clothes...

At first glance, it was dense and endless.

Dead silence, silence.

These terrifying figures seemed like sculptures, motionless, without any anger, nor did they imagined terrifying and oppressive.

Yan Xing stirred up his mind and couldn't calm down for a long time. He calmed down and looked around while walking forward.

He discovered a phenomenon, these seemingly powerful beings, and his eyes were all looking at the same place, his head was slightly lowered, as if he was listening respectfully.

Who is it?

It can actually make them, like gods and demons, show this expression!

Yan Xing licked his dry lips, ran quickly, and headed towards the end of the sight of the gods and demons.

This place was too wide. Yan Xing ran for several hours, and with the help of the physical energy of the Golden Light Talisman Armor, he walked under a high platform.

The platform is stacked from layers of steps, with strange patterns engraved on the surface. Yan Xing looked up and saw a solemn and magnificent throne. On the huge throne was a small figure sitting cross-legged. Because it was too far away, it was impossible to see it in detail.

"call--"

After breathing out a breath of turbid air, Yan Xing moved his hands and feet, and began to climb the stairs again. Up the ten thousand stairs, consuming a lot of his talisman armor.
To be continued...