I created the world

Above the Hanging Mountain is a boundless sea of ​​clouds, while below is shrouded in a layer of mist, not only can't be seen clearly with the naked eye, but even with his ninth-level spiritual sense, he can't penetrate this layer of mist, and it's impossible to find out what's below.

Sun Dasheng looked at it with his naked eyes, but he couldn't tell how many suspended mountains there were, but he was sure that this place was not a secret place, but a complete world.

Before Sun Dasheng knew where he was, countless auras of light attacked him.

After he hastily used it to dodge the attack, he saw a group of strangely dressed people above him, pointing at him and yelling, but the words he said were also in a strange tone, and he didn't know what it meant.

Sun Dasheng recognized them at a glance. The costumes of these people were very similar to those of the ancient clans described in ancient books.

Surprised in his heart, he thought these people were from the Tianming clan.

Sun Dasheng tried to communicate with them, but found that the language was completely different. The ancient clan and the human race did not use the same language at all.

Although Sun Dasheng has the strength of the ninth realm, none of these people from which clan is not weak, and there are even two members of the ninth realm.

At this time, he was seriously injured, and he didn't dare to fight with these clan members, so he immediately decided to escape from this place and wait for his injuries to heal.

Sun Dasheng originally thought that escaping from this place might be difficult, after all, the opponent had two ninth-level monks.

But to his surprise, once he left the Hanging Mountain, those clansmen stopped chasing and killing him.

Sun Dasheng was about to run to the next hanging mountain to find a place to heal his injuries, but a group of clan members in strange costumes rushed out and attacked him.

But as soon as he left the position of Hanging Mountain, those clan members would ignore him.

After trying several places in a row, the result is the same.

Slowly, Sun Dasheng also realized that something was wrong, the clans on these mountain peaks seemed to be not from the same clan.

It is not difficult to judge this point, because the exercises they use look like divine talismans, but they obviously have different attributes and powers.

Although Sun Dasheng was a little surprised why there were so many members of the clan here, he vaguely guessed that the members of the Tianming clan were very likely to be here as well!

Chapter 815 Strange Fog

Sun Dasheng immediately gave up going to the places where the Hanging Mountains were, and prepared to enter the secret realm in the Golden Cudgel to heal his injuries.

But at this time, Sun Dasheng found out strangely that he had no way to enter the secret realm.

Sun Dasheng tried several times with the same result, and he immediately understood that the magical power of space seemed to be restricted in this world.

He used the mustard bag unbelievingly again, but the result was as he expected, and he couldn't take out anything.

This also meant that not only could he not get in, but Fan Qingyu's family couldn't get out either.

However, there is a huge amount of spiritual energy and food in the Golden Cudgel Secret Realm, so he doesn't have to worry about Fan Qingyu's family inside.

In desperation, Sun Dasheng had no choice but to start looking for unoccupied hanging mountains.

Fortunately, there are many mountains here. After exploring a few more mountains, he finally found a hanging mountain that was not occupied by members of the clan.

Sun Dasheng has no way to take out the spiritual fruit in the storage bag now, so he has to use spiritual power to heal his injuries.

The aura in this place is many times stronger than the outside world, even stronger than the aura in his Golden Cudgel Secret Realm.

Sun Dasheng found a place to heal his injuries, and by nightfall, [-]% of his injuries had recovered.

But at this time, he realized that something was wrong.

After dark, the mist under the Hanging Mountains floated up, not only covering the Hanging Mountains, but also covering the whole world.

Sun Dasheng already has the ability of night vision at this time, but in this fog, he is also in a state where he can't see his fingers.

Sensing that something was wrong, Sun Dasheng hurriedly held his breath, not daring to inhale the weird mist.

However, his reaction was still a step slow after all, and after inhaling a wisp, the spiritual power in his body began to be eroded rapidly.

Sun Dasheng was startled, and immediately mobilized all the spiritual power in his body to extinguish the strange fog that had entered his body.

Just as Sun Dasheng extinguished the mist, he heard a roar coming from the mist below the Hanging Mountain.

That voice was very familiar, it was the ancient ferocious beast Emperor Roar who had fought with him during the day.

Sun Dasheng felt bad, he didn't expect that Emperor's Roar could also enter this world, and it sounded like he could move freely in the mist.

What surprised him even more was that in the area shrouded in mist, even the aura of heaven and earth was cut off, and the range where the consciousness could spread was only a few meters in front of him.

This basically means that once the spiritual power in his body is exhausted, he will become a mortal again.

This situation continued until dawn, and the fog still showed no sign of dissipating, and even during the daytime, the visibility was only five or six meters in front of us.

What Sun Dasheng didn't expect was that the fog lasted for eight full days, and there was still no tendency to dissipate.

Although Sun Dasheng can hold his breath for a long time with the strength of the ninth level, it will also consume the spiritual power in his body little by little.

At this time, he also felt a little unable to support, because without spiritual power supplementation, it meant that he had to rely on food and water to maintain his body functions.

But on this hanging mountain, not to mention not seeing any wild animals, there is not even a wild fruit or water source.

At this moment, Sun Dasheng also finally understood why he would be chased away by those clan members every time he entered those Hanging Mountains, but he didn't chase them out of the Hanging Mountains anymore.

Because there are birds, animals and water sources on those mountains, and the mountain he chose has nothing, so it is not occupied by the clan members.

And they also know that when the fog is shrouded, they need food and water, and no one is allowed to share their resources.

The spiritual power in their bodies is also very precious, and every point used is one point lost.

Once encountering this kind of fog, no one knows when it will dissipate, so the spiritual power in the body is their life-saving capital.

Seeing that his body could no longer hold on, Sun Dasheng immediately decided to go offline.

Now the ratio of reality and Xianxia world flow rate is 1:1, it will be no problem for him to go online after ten days and a half months in reality, maybe the fog will dissipate by then.

"exit the game."

"Battle state, unable to exit the game!"

Sun Dasheng was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that it should be because he was in the fog that he entered the fighting state.

In other words, this fog should be some kind of attack method.

Could it be that Emperor Roar?

Sun Dasheng didn't have time to think about the reason at this time, because he had no choice but to leave the mountain and fly towards the mountain of the previous clan members.

In the current situation, without food and water, he can persist for a few days at most, even if he wants to fight the clan members, he must pass.

Under the shrouded fog, even the spiritual consciousness of a monk in the ninth level can only extend a few meters, and Sun Dasheng is not worried about being discovered.