Emperor of Nine Suns

Back in his room, Chu Chen finished washing, and began to sit cross-legged on the bed, practicing the mysterious "Spirit Creation Art". After practicing for a few days, Chu Chen discovered that although the process of cultivating the Spirit Creation Art was very slow, once this mysterious technique was in operation, it would not only strengthen his aura. It has enhanced his physical strength, thinking, energy, and other aspects.

This is a comprehensive improvement. From this aspect alone, it is slightly superior to the "Lingling Jue" taught by Biquan Xianzong.

It's just that this set of exercises consumes too much pills.

Chu Chen frowned. The small bottle of elixir obtained by brewing the medicine three days ago was quickly consumed, but his cultivation did not increase significantly.

Taking these three elixirs today would be a drop in the bucket for the growth of his cultivation.

However, with the help of "Spirit Gathering Pill", his speed has increased by at least five times, although it is still relatively slow.

According to this way of consuming pills, if you continue to practice the "Spirit Creation Jue", I am afraid that the reward of three first-grade pills per day will not be enough, although this reward is already very rich compared to other jobs up.

In any case, to continue to practice, it means that more and more spirit gathering pills are needed, and Chu Chen's time is still a bit tight, after all, three months is just a snap of the fingers.

It seems that it is still necessary to try to let the little eagle clone enter the Black Mist Valley to collect the elixir inside. Otherwise, the progress of one's own cultivation base is hopeless.

Thinking of this, Chu Chen practiced to stabilize his realm, and slowly calmed down, his consciousness spread out in an instant. At the same time, in the distance, in the eagle's nest of dead wood above the valley of black mist, the little eagle flapped its wings and stood up energetically.

Xiaoying's body grew extremely fast, and once again entered the clone, Chu Chen found that Xiaoying's body was not only one size bigger, but also had some hard feathers growing on his body. Before I knew it, I already possessed the charm of an eagle.

After eating a few eggshells again, he felt that his small body was full of strength, but at the same time, Chu Chen also found that there was not much food left. If he ate all the eggshells, he might start looking for food.

The food of this different species of eaglet must be different. There must be a way for the car to go to the front of the mountain. Take a step to see.

Chu Chen walked to the edge of the Eagle's Nest, looked down, hesitated for a while, and slightly stretched the wings that were just emerging, and made a deep leap.

A strong sense of weightlessness suddenly hit my heart. The next moment, a force suddenly supported his wings, causing his falling body to stop violently.

Fly up!

A surge of excitement surged in Chu Chen's heart. With a vigorous shake of his wings, he circled freely in the void for a few times.

It is difficult for ordinary people to feel this feeling, this feeling of flying freely in the sky, and the whole world becomes wider in an instant, it is an indescribable pride and touch.

Excitedly flying in the sky for a while, Chu Chen remembered the business, identified the direction of the Black Fog Valley, and flew towards that side with vigorous wings.

The night is already very dark, and the sky and the earth are all black. But with Chuchen Xiaoying's eyesight, even in the dark night, he can see even the slightest bit in the distance, and he won't get lost.

Almost in a moment, they came to the front of the Black Mist Valley, and a pungent smell lingered between the nostrils. It was the highly poisonous magic mist of the Black Mist Valley.

But the fog had no effect on the little eagle.

Frowning, Chu Chen paused slightly, and jumped in like an arrow.

In an instant, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and an enormous pressure came crashing down, like an invisible mountain, toppled down from the void. Chu Chen's body was pressed by this huge force, and it was crushed forcibly. to the ground.

what happened? Is it impossible to fly in this dark fog valley?

Chu Chen, who was lying on Taniguchi like a dead dog, was startled and struggled to fight. He flapped his wings again to confirm his guess.

Now he has completely entered the valley of black mist, but in this strange place, although the magic fog has no effect on him, the void is filled with an ubiquitous terrifying pressure, which makes him unable to fly at all , can only move forward step by step.

And every time he took a step forward, the pressure in the void became stronger, making even the copper-skinned and iron-framed eagle avatar feel slightly overwhelmed.

"This ghostly place... When the soul came out of the body and traveled to the fairy mountain, I didn't know, but now that the real body enters, there will be such a terrifying pressure! Sure enough... the treasure is not so easy to hold!"

Chu Chen raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.

In the field of vision, the ancient fairy mountain shrouded in layers of ink clouds in the far distance is like an immortal monument, standing tall between the heaven and the earth, suppressing the four extremes and the eight wildernesses!

And on the road leading to that ancient fairy mountain, pale white bones can be seen everywhere, covering the whole earth. In the center of the skeleton, there are occasionally a few elixir plants scattered on the ground.

Chu Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

He found that within his field of vision, a flashing precious and blue storage ring was particularly eye-catching. It was lying quietly about a hundred feet away from him, motionless, exuding a sense of grandeur.

That is... that is the founder of the Biquan Immortal Sect, the storage ring of the Biquan Patriarch, the Qingdi Ring of Creation!

Let's just wipe it off, it's only a hundred feet away!

The ancestor of Kaizong was going to break into the Black Mist Valley, so he must have prepared a lot of good things in this "ring". Unfortunately, he died just after he entered Baizhang.

This... This is simply a gift that the ancestor specially left for him. Anyway, no one else can get it, so if he doesn't take it, he won't take it for nothing.

At this moment, Chu Chen stared at the pressure and walked forward with great excitement, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

It's a hundred feet away... After crossing the distance of a hundred feet, you can get the storage ring of the patriarch of Biquan Immortal Sect! Let alone how many treasures are there?

Even the most inconspicuous treasure inside, throwing it out will inevitably set off a bloody storm.

But soon, Chu Chen realized that what he was thinking was too simple.

After just walking a few steps, the heavy pressure in the void has already oppressed him, almost unbearable.

The rule of this dark mist valley is that the deeper you go, the greater the invisible pressure in the void. Without a certain level of cultivation, if you want to go in, it is tantamount to dreaming!

The short distance of hundreds of feet is now like an impassable moat, blocking Chu Chen!