Fantasy: Heavenly Dao Revolves Around Me

The speed of the weird fog is getting faster and faster!

After realizing that the fog has the characteristic that the more it eats away, the speed will become more frightening, no one dared to underestimate it.

Countless figures of cultivators flew up from Lin Hai who was bankrupt.

At this moment, they didn't care about the consumption of Spiritual Qi, frantically urging their bodies to fly at full speed.

The overwhelming gray-black fog pursued behind him.

Participating in this secret realm, apart from a small number of Condensed Realm cultivators, most of them are experts in the Profound Realm.

At this time, they broke out flying at full speed in the air, just like meteors streaking across the dome.

And in the rear, the speed of the weird fog is getting more and more terrifying...

"Zhuzi, don't block the old man!"

"Brother! Wait for me!"

"Damn it, what's the use of jumping to the central zone if this continues!?"

Under the light of the bloody moon, it was faintly visible that everyone's faces were slightly distorted.

The speed of the gray-black mist is a hundred times or even a thousand times faster than at the beginning. Originally, it was only slowly eroding at the border of the secret realm, but now, in the blink of an eye, it can turn the area within a few kilometers into fly ash. And this speed can double almost every few seconds.

Everyone can only flee desperately.

A cultivator in the Profound Birth Realm can be regarded as a master in Zhongruo Continent. If you go to such a remote place, it will be easy for you to become the king. However, in this secret realm, countless such cultivators can only He fled for his life in panic.

Gradually..………

The speed of the strange mist has already been equal to the speed of the cultivator in the Condensed Realm. After discovering this, this part fell to the rear. Squeezing the Spiritual Qi in his body to speed up crazily.

Under the power of life and death, these people looked almost crazy, and some desperately used Spiritual Qi to attack the storage ring, trying to find a suitable Medicine Pill from it, but what made them desperate was that although their Cultivation Base was no longer blocked, But the storage ring is still unusable.

"Damn it! Damn it!.||!"

"I hate!"

"Why do I have to be greedy to come to this secret realm——!!"

Gray-black mist surged from behind.

Under the bloody moonlight, the cultivators whose faces were distorted to the extreme screamed in despair, but no matter how hard they struggled, it was useless. The moment they were touched by the mist, they only felt a deadly cold attack on their hearts, and then Then I can't feel anything at all.

Just like the creatures on the ground, even the cultivators at the peak of Condensation Realm just turn gray in an instant, and then turn into fly ash at the next moment.

The weird mist still rolls forward.

"That is?"

Fang Mingjing's eyes were quickly attracted by the movement in the distance.

radiant brilliance—

Amidst the violent vibrations, a gorgeous staircase that gradually rose from the ground appeared as if it was about to touch the sky. Its scale is extremely grand, and it reveals an unparalleled sense of sacredness.

Everyone converged in that direction.

At this time, on the other side of the field of vision, you can already see the strange disturbance that is also imminent and overwhelming.

The entire secret realm has been eaten away, leaving only the white, majestic and extremely holy Tongtian steps in the center.

"On that step, what a terrifying atmosphere!"

"Could it be that is where the secret realm is inherited?!"

.....The inheritance of God Shaping Realm is mine!"

"Humph!"

The appearance of the Tongtian steps caused countless cultivators to fall into turmoil and excitement.

But the atmosphere of tension and fear is still there.

After all, the weird gray-black mist has become more and more terrifying, and the speed of spreading has even begun to be equal to the speed of the early stage cultivator in the Profound Realm. No one knows whether they will be able to escape after reaching the white land .

Fang Mingjing launched a [Gap] in front of him.

The weird cracks full of eye movement opened and closed, and after Fang Mingjing's figure was swallowed, The next moment reappeared at the bottom of the Tongtian staircase.

"Sacred Son of Heaven...!"

"What kind of method is this!?"

Several dangerous eyes cast on him.

Not surprisingly, those who appeared at the bottom of the Tongtian stairs at this time were the figures of those aristocratic families and the peerless emperors.

The Zhang family Zhang Shizheng, the Yu family Yu Xiuxian, the Xie family Xie Zhi'an, the Great Feng Dynasty Feng Muxiu and the former Xindi senior brother Yu Yuan.

Except for Zhang Xizheng, who is the middle stage of the Jiesheng Realm, the rest of them are at the peak level of the Jiesheng Realm. With their speed, they may have arrived here a long time ago.

々 Junior Brother. "

Calling Fang Mingjing, Yu Yuan took a light step.

And it was this step of his that surprised the aristocratic geniuses who had dark and uncertain eyes, except for Feng Muxiu, and restrained all their thoughts.

"Well, Senior Brother Tian Yuan.

Fang Mingjing responded briefly.

Yu Yuan nodded.

Then, the two fell silent.

All the people present looked at the magnificent ladder in front of them in unison. The ladder could not be seen at a glance, but from above, there was a faint and majestic aura.

"Is this the final place of competition? It's much faster than I imagined." Zhang Xizheng is a sturdy young man with a slightly dark complexion. When he opened his mouth, his voice was majestic.

"Indeed, among all the secret realms I have experienced, this is probably the shortest."

Yu Xiuxian looked gentle and gentle like a scholar, while beside him (Wang's Zhao), Xie Zhi'an had his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile all the time:

"Don't worry, Junior Sister An Ran and Prince Qin Zai are still missing."

"Qin Zai is dead."

Fang Mingjing said.

As soon as he said this, several people frowned faintly, but immediately relaxed them again, especially Xie Zhian, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said:

"It seems to be the hands of the Son of Chongxiao... Hehe, it's really neat."

Fang Mingjing glanced at him, but ignored him.

All around fell silent.

In the distance, those cultivators were fleeing desperately towards this side under the pursuit of the weird fog, but everyone here didn't care, they just looked at the long steps in front of them, as if they were waiting for something.

Maybe it's waiting for Liu Anran?

However, after waiting for a long time, Liu Anran's figure did not appear. .