Xuantian Dragon Zun

Whoosh, whoosh. . .

The thick blood-colored mist covered the sky and the sun. Resisting the strong uneasy feeling in his heart, Du Long gritted his teeth and used Nuwa's time and space footwork, constantly flying back along the way he came.

There was no doubt about the speed of Nuwa's time and space footwork, but as time went by, he was a little horrified to find that he seemed to have lost his way. At this moment, he was trapped in a thick bloody fog, and he could not tell the difference between east, west and north at all.

What made him even more frightened was the induction formation stone set at a fixed position. He was obviously using Nuwa's space-time footwork to return in a straight line, but what he sensed was left and right, forward and backward. The direction is constantly changing.

"No!" Du Long, who felt something was not right, paused hurriedly and murmured to himself solemnly: "These fogs not only have the effect of covering everything, they also seem to have the unique psychedelic effect of the maze. I am very He’s obviously lost!”

Looking around, the blood-colored mist was so thick that it was hard to see even one's fingers, and Du Long's spiritual consciousness detection range was compressed to less than a hundred meters away!

With such a short exploration distance, once you encounter danger while advancing at high speed, you may really be trapped in a desperate situation due to lack of reaction.

In a flash of thought, he immediately decided not to use Nuwa's space-time footwork to rush forward at full speed, but to fly slowly along the established direction, hoping to fly away from the area shrouded in thick blood mist as soon as possible.

While flying forward slowly, he mustered up all his energy to maintain a highly vigilant posture. He flew forward all the way. Except for the sound of the wind breaking through the air when he was flying, he couldn't hear any birds, animals and insects around him. The sound is like falling into a desert without any living things!

Under this silent bloody fog environment, a strong sense of uneasiness lingered in Du Long's heart. This feeling made him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he was flying step by step into hell, and no matter what, he changed the direction. The final outcome cannot be avoided!

‘That’s not good. . . What kind of hell is this place? ! What kind of unknown and terrifying things are hidden behind this thick fog? ! Even the most powerful commanders of the imperial level from outside the territory dare not easily set foot there? ! ’

Various questions kept popping up in his heart, and Du Long was actually consulting the Ring Spirit Ling'er, hoping to hear some useful information from her.

This time when he entered the underground world, he took the Time and Space Island and the Dragon Lord Ring with him, obviously preparing to deal with various emergencies.

However, Du Long was obviously going to be disappointed. After receiving the warning from Ancient Ancestor Pan, Ringling Ling'er would not dare to talk nonsense at the critical moment. If he misled Du Long into a desperate situation, he would definitely regret it!

Without a reply from the Ring Spirit, Du Long could only think that she didn't know anything about this place. It seemed that she could only explore the depths of this underground world on her own.

‘Move on? ! still. . . Looking for a place to take a break? ! This fog seems to be getting thicker and thicker. I really don’t know what kind of horror things I will encounter if I continue to move forward. ! ’

'It is not my personality to passively wait for death, so I continue to move forward at this speed. Even if there are many dangers ahead, I still have to figure out what kind of crisis is hidden in this underground world! ’

In a flash of thought, he immediately made a decision, and immediately continued to fly forward at a steady speed. As time passed, phenomena that made him more and more uneasy began to appear.

The mist that could still emit blood-colored light gradually turned into blood-black color, and there were also signs of transformation from blood-black color to dark black color!

What made him even more uneasy was that the detection range of his spiritual consciousness had gradually shrunk from nearly a hundred meters to only about a dozen meters.

With the speed of his movement, the distance of more than ten meters is too short. If he is not careful, he will rush into an unknown and terrifying situation. By then, he may not even know how he died.

After instantly wiping out some prisoners in the prison cave world and conveying the unusual changes here, Du Long decided to find a safe place to hide for a while to see if the fog would dissipate on its own.

Since the range he could detect now was only a dozen meters, he could only slowly descend in altitude, preparing to move overland and find a safe cave to temporarily avoid the heavy fog.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. . .

Before he landed on the ground, the sound of wind pierced the air, and the sudden movement in the originally silent world really startled Du Long, who was on full alert.

Then he saw vines cutting through the fog, instantly entering the warning range of more than ten meters, and then lashing towards Du Long at an extremely terrifying speed.

The reaction time at such a close range is too short. Fortunately, Du Long is now in the state of three heads and thousands of arms. Layers of sword nets protect him in all directions. Even if he doesn't have time to slash with his sword, he can still manage to do so. Block these sudden vine attacks.

Snap, snap, snap. . .

The extremely tough vines continuously slapped on the nine-color real fire sword, bursting out dazzling electric sparks.

Under the blessing of the terrifying nine-color true fire, those vines were either split open or ignited by the nine-color true fire, but they also successfully blocked the sudden attack of the vine branches.

Those vines still seemed to be afraid of the burning of this nine-color true fire. After just one tentative attack, they withdrew one after another. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared into the layers of fog again, and they didn't know where they retreated.

Peng!

Du Long's feet finally landed on the ground, and he looked at the surrounding environment speechlessly. Under the bloody mist, he could only detect a range of more than ten meters away, which was really unaccustomed to an emperor-level powerhouse like him.

An emperor-level expert can detect a distance of tens of thousands of miles with a single movement. The gap between a hundred thousand miles and a dozen meters is too huge. It is normal to feel uncomfortable for a while.

After taking a rough look at the changes in the terrain within a dozen meters, he pondered for a while, then immediately selected a direction and began to fly forward.

He chose a direction with higher terrain, hoping to find an underground mountain range and see if he could find some caves where people could hide, where he could take shelter for a while.

This situation reminded him of the time inside the ant beast space, where there were several so-called safe caves where he could have a place to save his life when the ant beast tide broke out.

Although it is not yet known what the real crisis is inside the underground world in front of us, if you want to temporarily avoid the heavy fog in front of you, finding a relatively safe cave should be a more correct choice.

"Huh?! This terrain seems to have a familiar feeling. It should be an area that I have passed through before. So...it seems that the direction of my retreat is not wrong?!" He measured the surrounding environment with his feet. , he soon discovered a new situation, and the terrifying memory of the emperor-level powerhouse exerted an astonishing effect at this moment.

"If the direction is correct... I remember that I could see some strange beasts everywhere in these places before... But now I can't see any strange beasts, and I can't hear the roars they make. I don't know what they are hiding." Where did it go?!”

With his mind spinning, he continued to move along this somewhat familiar terrain with such a doubt in his mind, and began to fly towards a mountain peak not far away according to the landscape he had observed before in his mind.

Each step was only a dozen meters away. To reach the mountain peak in his memory could not be achieved in an instant. He ran like this for two hours and encountered several sudden attacks by plants along the way. Finally, he finally came to the foot of the mountain in his memory.

Looking up at the base of the mountain that was only ten meters away, Du Long finally had a smile on his lips. Since the location in his memory was correct, it meant that this place should be fairly safe.

Without much hesitation, he immediately began to climb the mountain in front of him, hoping to find a safe cave where he could temporarily avoid danger.

As an hour or two passed, the blood mist in the sky became darker and darker, as if the dark night of the underground world was about to come, and a dangerous chill that made people palpitate began to surge into my heart. This was also the reason why Du Long The main reason for deciding to find a safe cave for temporary shelter.

Chi chi chi. . .

In the fog, streaks of red light suddenly shot out, and a large number of blood-red needle-like objects shot through the fog, heading straight for Du Long and shooting electricity all over his body.

Along the way, he encountered sneak attacks from various plants. Du Long, who had always been on high alert, subconsciously waved his sword and slashed out. The sky was filled with layers of sword light, almost to the point of being watertight.

Ding ding ding. . .

The Mahayana Thousand Hands Divine Power gave full play to its advantages in group combat at this moment. Those blood-colored needle-like objects were struck by the light of the sword one after another, and after bursts of crisp and sweet sounds of gold and iron clashing, they scattered around Du Long. All over the place.

Seeing that the blood-colored needles in the sky had no intention of stopping shooting, Du Long did not passively stand in place to defend. Instead, while blocking these blood needles, he began to slowly push them in the direction where the blood needles were most densely packed.

Soon, a big tree covered with blood needles appeared in front of him. As the big tree swayed, blood needles shot at him one after another, Du Long couldn't help but have a faint smile on his lips. Anger.

The depressive feelings he experienced along the way made him worried that he could not find a place to vent. But in the end, a broken tree in front of him dared to cause trouble for him? !

"Hmph! How dare you attack me sneakily on this broken tree. If I don't kill you today, my surname will no longer be Du!" With an angry shout, Du Long came to the bottom of the tree with a bloody needle attack, and then attacked without a trace. Without hesitation, he wielded the Soul Devouring Slash and slashed towards the thick stem of the blood needle tree.

clang!

Just like a knife slashing on a hard stone pillar, Du Long's sword slashed on the tree pole with his strength, but it failed to cut it off and only left a shallow scratch on the tree pole.

Chi chi chi. . .

Perhaps due to the attack, the blood needle tree seemed to be irritated. The blood needles on the tree began to pour down towards Du Long like a violent storm.

"Asshole! How did the plants in this underground world grow?! The vines before could not be cut off, but now they can't even cut down such a broken tree. I am beginning to doubt my own strength!"

Amidst the angry scolding, Du Long was not discouraged and continued angrily: "Since your tree pole is so hard, I want to see if you can withstand the burning of the super flame!"

Peng!

A ball of nine-color true fire spurted out and instantly fell on the big blood needle tree, lighting it on the spot as Du Long watched with gleaming eyes.

The terrifying nine-color true fire can melt even high-grade super-artifact-level ores, so how can it not burn a mere big tree? No matter how hard its tree trunk is, it cannot be stronger than high-grade super-artifact-level metal ores. Hard, right? !

Under the burning of the nine-color true fire, the blood needle tree made bursts of hissing and wailing sounds, and the tree body could be seen twisting crazily, as if a living person was being burned by the fire. This scene really seemed Somewhat weird.

Amidst the strange whining sounds, blood needles carrying nine-color flames continued to attack Du Long crazily with all their strength. This was clearly a sign that the blood needle tree was fighting against a trapped beast.

"Hmph! You dare to attack me when death is imminent. Today I will let you experience the feeling of not being able to survive or die!" With an angry shout, Du Long began to control the intensity of the flames, trying to burn the entire tree as much as possible. Completely wrapped.

Today, he wanted to refine this seemingly living blood needle tree spirit alive to see what kind of residual material this extremely hard tree would leave behind after being burned by the nine-color true fire.

A big tree that could withstand being slashed by a top-grade super-artifact sword would definitely contain magical substances similar to those found in ant beasts. Du Long hoped that he was not doing useless work in refining a big tree this time.

For some reason, he always felt that there should be some kind of substance inside this extremely hard tree that would be of great help to him in his attempt to break through the underground world. It might become an important means of rescuing people in this underground breakout. .

Crackling!

As time went by, all the blood needles on the blood needle tree were shot out, and like a rooster that had lost its feathers, it became a piece of fat on the Du Long Dao table.

Hiss hiss. . .

The big tree continued to twist its body violently, and made bursts of strange hissing sounds, just like a man in the flames who was frantically trying to continue cursing and threatening Du Long.

This feeling is very strange and strange, just like the rhythm of a strange tree about to become a spirit.

Facing this strange big tree, Du Long's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he watched helplessly as it gradually lost its vitality under the burning of the nine-color true fire.

The big tree that was no longer moving began to burn at a faster rate under the nine-color true fire. A large amount of impurities and ashes fell down, and finally only a ball of blood-red liquid was left, squirming in the flames.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Du Long's mouth. When he saw this ball of liquid, his heart relaxed for no reason, and he vaguely felt that this ball of liquid should be of great use!