Chapter 6727 Mist emerges
"Junior is looking for death!" A loud shout came out, and then he sneered again, and then the roar suddenly stopped, and there was a bang and roar, and then the sound of popping resounded continuously.
No screams were heard, the thick mist swelled and swept away after a moment, and there was no movement on the spot.
The cloud of mist was rolling, rushing left and right among the vast low mountains, moving east and west, appearing calm and fearless.
Two real ghost world Mahayana were killed in a row, which did not attract any attention from others. Divine consciousness cannot be released here, and it is blocked by mountains. It is impossible to know what happened specifically without being a monk nearby.
The mist spreads, wandering and flying in the vast sky and earth, without any pattern, not like other monks chasing after the astrolabe, but as if they are looking for something.
What is most surprising and puzzling is that wherever the cloud of mist that shows the aura of the peak of the Xuan Order passes, the terrifying arcs of spiritual patterns that can kill Mahayana monks burst out one after another. After being submerged in the mist, they immediately disappear without a trace. Kill the monks in the mist.
There would just be a slight popping sound, and then there would be no sound at all.
The mist rolled away and soon disappeared into the bare valley without a trace.
"No, the fixed astrolabe flew into the tall mountains in the distance. Stop it quickly. There may be danger in the distance."
Suddenly, a cry of surprise resounded throughout the world, full of anxiety.
In an instant, the sky and the earth were once again filled with roars, the raging wind was raging, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the terrifying bombardment suddenly flooded the area dozens of miles away.
Far ahead, the astrolabe entered an area crisscrossed by tall mountains.
In that area, the peaks are much higher than the peaks when we first entered. Each peak, whether it is a mountain like a huge dragon head, or a steep mountain that looks like it has been chopped by an axe, is hundreds or thousands of feet tall. high.
The mountain peaks are towering, continuous and intertwined, making this area that can't be seen at a glance look desolate and depressing.
There is also no vegetation growing here, and there is not a single rock scattered on the ground. It looks very smooth, as if it has been cleaned and is very clean.
Everyone approached the tall mountain peaks, their eyes fixed on the peaks, and their faces became solemn.
The rocks on the mountain peaks here are green and black in color. Different from the flat and smooth ground, the surface of the mountain wall is full of pits and pits.
Some even have huge cracks and appear uneven.
"Are these seemingly regular tall peaks really made from the weathered bones of ancient dragons?" Someone exclaimed, expressing their doubts.
The rock material here is special. Someone could only chop off small pieces with an ax blade, which appeared to be very hard. But the texture is different from the keel.
The rocks here don't have any attribute aura, and they seem to be just ordinary mountain peaks.
Someone looked at it carefully and finally judged that the rocks here were of little use. They could not be used to refine weapons or even be used to build cities, because they could not carve spiritual patterns or arrange magic circles on them.
The crowd could not fly and could only be scattered over a vast area, traveling through the mountains to pursue and intercept the astrolabe.
Previously, everyone's attention was not entirely focused on the astrolabe, but apart from the two shouts and claims that they had found the divine material, the other monks did not find anything useful at all.
After a search, even though everyone was careful, several Mahayana people were accidentally hit by the arc of rune patterns and were seriously injured.
Now I heard someone shouting, and everyone gathered around the astrolabe again.
For monks in the real ghost world, being able to obtain an astrolabe, not to mention the possibility of ascending to the upper world, even being able to enter the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm of the Ksitigarbha Hall for baptism is also what everyone yearns for.
Everyone rushed forward and took action one after another, bombarding the astrolabe so that it could not fly away.
Everyone has the same purpose, which is to try to prevent the fixed astrolabe from absorbing the energy of heaven and earth and escaping into the void.
"Whoosh!" During the sky-wide attack, the fixed astrolabe suddenly flashed with colorful rays of light, and a wave of space fluctuations spurted out. The more than ten-foot-long disk suddenly flew and moved during the sky-wide attack, directly passing through the sky-wide attack range.
The disk is not big, and it was not damaged at all when faced with the bombardment of a huge magic weapon like a mountain.
There was a loud bang, energy burst out, and in the flash of light, the disc suddenly shot out with a terrifying and sharp aura.
The several monks who were blocking the way looked horrified, and they all dodged and made way for a passage, allowing the astrolabe to fly past and fly towards the mountains in the distance.
The size of the fixed astrolabe has shrunk, but the sharp edge has not weakened. Even the magic weapon of the Mahayana monk can be easily damaged, and no one dares to face its edge.
Everyone followed closely and rushed towards the direction of the disc.
At this time, everyone will naturally not give up. Even if the front is dangerous, no one will back down. Because it is related to your chance to ascend to the upper world.
Everyone understood that as long as the fixed astrolabe no longer absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, it would not be able to escape into the void and cross the boundary. Everyone will be able to put it away when it finally shrinks to its original size and finally becomes silent.
Judging from the state shown in the fixed astrolabe, the final moment should not be far away.
After the tea time, the astrolabe stopped again and began to absorb the energy of heaven and earth. The sky-wide bombardment appeared again, flooding the valley where the astrolabe was located.
In this way, between chasing and escaping, the fixed astrolabe was interrupted four times, and then it finally shrank to about the size of a foot, turning into a purple-black fluorescent disk that slowly emitted.
The disk is suspended above a tall and straight mountain, seeming to be accumulating energy.
More than twenty monks gathered from all directions, and they all stopped two hundred feet away from the disk.
No one took action for a while. Everyone knows that whoever steps forward to collect the fixed astrolabe at this moment will definitely be attacked by others and become the target of public criticism.
"No, why is there a strange thick cloud in the distance?" Suddenly, a cry of surprise sounded on the spot.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they quickly looked towards the distant world.
As far as the eye can see, a thick black and red cloud rolls in, spreading towards everyone's location like a wave sweeping over them, covering the sky and covering the sun.
The thick clouds were approaching rapidly, and everyone could see clearly that they were not thick clouds in the sky, but the mist from the sky and the earth. The black-red mist rolled in like a vast ocean tsunami, rolling in with a terrifying momentum, flooding the entire void. The towering peaks seemed like helpless elves, being swallowed up by the mist one by one.
"Stab!" Suddenly, a crisp explosion sounded, and a dark red arc of light burst out from the stone wall of a mountain peak, and suddenly struck a monk in the back.
Those who can stop here at this moment are naturally top-notch beings in the Mahayana.
The arc light was fast, but the Mahayana, who was wrapped in black, was also moving quickly. With a flash of blue light, a small tower only a few feet high appeared behind him, blocking the arc light.
"Dang!" A crisp sound sounded, and the arc light deflected and shot to one side.
However, before the black-clothed monk could relax, another stabbing sound resounded from the tall mountain behind him, and several dark red arcs of light flashed, like lightning, once again covering his body.
At the same time, all the monks who were in front of the tall mountain peaks suddenly changed their expressions, because the tall peaks next to them all had spiritual arcs flying out, slashing at everyone.
It seemed that the black and red mist replenished the spiritual arc energy in the rock, making it become violent.
The arc light shone, and the banging and pitiful howls resounded throughout the world, one after another, and the vast world suddenly became dangerous and terrifying.
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