Chapter 1690: Mist
Seeing that the dense fog could be separated, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. There was the white aura of a white tiger. Although the fog in the distance was still strong and incomprehensible, it could be seen clearly at least within a hundred feet of the surrounding area. Can be regarded as able to drive on the road with eyes open.
Even though the fog was driven away, Chu Chen could still clearly feel the evil in the thick fog.
This is an evil land!
The white tiger hanging eyes is so fast, he can still discern the direction in the thick fog, the wind swept around him, and he rushed faster.
just ran for more than five hundred miles, a stern roar suddenly came from the fog.
The source of this sound seems far and near?
At one o'clock in Chuchen, it was impossible to determine the specific distance of the source.
can't describe how eerie the roar is, it's like the babble of a demon from the deepest part of hell, it makes people scared just to hear it in the center of the ear for no reason.
Chu Chen narrowed his eyes, and Lan Xuan on the side felt the goose bumps all over his body, and subconsciously reached out and stroked his body.
Xuan carve is like an enemy, only Shi Yuyan is as cold as before, and there is no happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.
About a thousand feet away?
Chu Chen finally judged the distance and immediately told everyone.
It's pretty lucky. Although everyone is a little frightened, their hearts are slightly relieved.
However, after a while, suddenly there was a sound of wings flapping into the air.
The voice was extremely low, it seemed to be only a few hundred feet high.
The huge wings slapped the air, causing the mighty mist to roll violently, like boiling water. Through the gap where the mist flows, it seems that a pair of huge black wings can be seen faintly covering the sky and obscuring the sun, which is fleeting in the sky.
This should be a special fog beast?
Its strength is hardly weaker than the king beast!
It was obviously hovering above everyone's heads, and what followed was a huge, bloody, and tyrannical atmosphere, overwhelming the world, beyond reach.
At this moment, even the white-clothed man controlling the white giant tiger became nervous.
But he didn't dare to stop, just drove the white tiger to continue on his way.
Fortunately, that horrible aura quickly disappeared without a trace. It seems that this hanging white tiger can't get into the eyes of that giant bird.
The white tiger's body and the surrounding white light are shining, opening up a fog-free area with a radius of hundreds of meters in the mighty misty world, like a pure land.
However, beyond this pure land, it seems to be connected with endless crises and horrors. From time to time, a strange roar or roar can be heard in the fog.
may be affected by the fog, those roars are particularly strange.
After running a distance of thousands of miles, Lan Xuan made a rough count, and unexpectedly roared five or six times.
Some are like giant beasts roaring, some are like demons whispering, some are like ferocious birds neighing, and some are like resentful spirits cursing...
A layer of weird voices made everyone's face very ugly.
Unknown, always represents fear.
The thick fog blocked the world, making this weird world seem full of endless danger.
The speed of the hanging eye white tiger is fast and slow, sometimes rushing for hundreds of miles, and then slowly and cautiously pacing out hundreds of meters before daring to regain the speed.
It is obvious that those strange roars are not just bluffs, but there is a real huge danger!
The white-clothed man had a solemn expression, and a trace of sweat began to appear on his forehead. Obviously, driving the white tiger with the hanging eyes to break into this misty world put tremendous pressure in his heart.
Or, this time the rush in the mist is different from his previous situation.
It's just that he didn't intend to share the truth with these four quasi-coolies, but the coolies seemed to have seen it, something was wrong.
Lan Xuan and Xuan Ke's expressions were obviously disturbed, even Shi Yuyan's face was as cold as frost, and her hands clenched subconsciously.
嗷……
Another huge roar tore the void, Lan Xuan's heart jumped sharply, and he subconsciously looked at Chu Chen.
I saw this guy half leaning on the thick fur of the white tiger, his eyelids drooped, and snoring was faintly heard... This pervert, he was sleeping at this time!
How big is this heart?
Lan Xuan was completely speechless, at this moment, he just wanted to kick Chu Chen off.
Didn’t this guy notice that the man in white has lost his way?
But Lan Xuan thought about it again, Chu Chen fell asleep, what he was afraid of, his life was not worth his, so if you want to sleep, everyone will sleep together!
Lan Xuan thought so, but wherever he fell asleep, when he closed his eyes, he was even more afraid.
So worried and afraid, it took another three days before the white-clothed man drove the white tiger and led everyone to the destination?
The white tiger stopped, and when the mist gradually dissipated in front of his eyes, a black stone palace appeared in front of everyone.
Black Temple in the Mist?
The huge temple is extremely old, and there are deep nicks all around, like the claws of some kind of giant beasts. There are many dark red blood spots, exuding a strong smell of blood and death.
In front of the tall black stone hall, there are a group of monks in white clothes like snow, standing in front of the stone hall door one by one, looking like cold electricity, and exuding a cold, tyrannical aura from all over the body.
They are all embroidered with the same totem mark on their chests, and the nine-fold misty Gaotianxian Palace is all members of the Nine Heavens Breaking Formation Group.
After running in the fog for so many days, I finally saw a figure!
Chu Chen also breathed a sigh of relief. The pure evil mist world was so gloomy that Chu Chen felt uncomfortable.
I don’t know if this stone temple belongs to the interior of the ancient mountain of Xianjing?
His spiritual consciousness quickly swept across the black stone hall. What was unexpected was that this tall and majestic stone hall was not deserted, but very lively, with monks coming in and out from time to time.
Everyone who enters and exits is riding a white tiger with a hanging eye that is ten feet long. This behemoth is like a spirit beast that can be controlled by a group of nine days breaking the formation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it seems that only this kind of spirit beast Able to walk through this misty world.
Many hanging-eyed white tigers are sitting on a famous monk with spar shackles on both hands, apparently being drawn as coolies like everyone else.
Most of these people exuded a bloody, tyrannical scent. They seemed to be from the evil way, even with spar shackles, they looked extremely vicious.
However, there are also some people whose breath is very gentle, which is very different from the **** evil spirits on the evil way and the evil way monks.
Some of these people have sad faces on their faces, while others have expressionless faces, seeming to be numb to everything.
The entire huge stone temple looks orderly, forming an independent small city in this misty world!
"Arrived!"
After the white-clothed man who had been silent for a while, said two words, he drove the big white tiger again, and walked slowly towards the huge gate.
The monks in white clothes guarding outside the gate of the temple nodded to him one after another, seeming to welcome his return.
But when their eyes swept across Chu Chen and others, the corners of their mouths swept coldly.
The kind of coldness that watched the trapped beast enter the Colosseum! ...
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