Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Not long after Ye Ling and his team left, another group of cultivators came in from the entrance of the Haizang Cave, led by Tang Xiong, the leader of the Nansheng Sect of Fengqiao Town!

Tang Xiong narrowed his eyes and looked to the northwest. He vaguely saw the back of Ye Lingyue in a white satin gown. There were ten people accompanying her, which made Tang Xiong frown. He waved his hand and said, "Catch up! There are too many people in the middle. Let's go northeast!"

Behind him, the leader of the Yao Valley, Zhao Yuanzhen, the elder Xuanqing, as well as the elder Yu of the Yuncang Sect and Cao Zhen of the Yuxu Sect, were not as good as him in cultivation. Naturally, their spiritual awareness and eyesight could not be compared with Tang Xiong. The four of them did not notice the direction of Ye Ling's team, but just hurriedly followed Tang Xiong to the northeast.

At this time, Ye Ling, Wang Shiyuan and others had just walked out of more than ten miles when they encountered six waves of demon corpse puppets with different cultivation levels. All of them were trapped or killed by the catfish old demon and forced to break through.

Liang Yuzhu looked around while paying attention to the spiritual herbs growing in the places he passed by. He looked up and saw that the sea ahead was covered with a layer of gauze, like a sea of ​​fog. It was so hazy that he couldn't see a hundred feet away. Even his spiritual consciousness was restricted and couldn't spread too far.

The catfish demon went in first, and his old fish eyes immediately showed a solemn look. He stepped on the fishbone staff that was flying under his feet and stopped!

"There are restrictions in the sea of ​​fog! You can't fly with a flying device, you can only walk on foot." The catfish demon reminded everyone loudly, and then he added a water blue body protection to himself. He walked in the sea of ​​fog with a staff, which was easy and comfortable.

Liang Yuzhu followed into the sea of ​​fog, and he couldn't control the sword. The flying sword fell directly into the mud on the seabed as if it had lost its traction.

What shocked her even more was that there seemed to be a resistance in the fog sea, and she fell into it and her movements became slow, even if she was blessed with the fire spirit body protection.

On the other hand, the chrysanthemum disciples of Youyue Xianmen, from Chen Guirong to the two female cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building, all blessed with water system body protection. Although they could not fly swords in the fog sea, they could walk freely like catfish monsters.

Wang Shiyuan saw it clearly. After entering the fog sea, he smiled bitterly and said: "Second Junior Sister, we don't have water spirit roots and can't use water system body protection. We must be more careful when walking in the fog sea! Whether it is body movement speed or cultivation and combat power, it will be greatly reduced, at least more than 30%."

Chen Guirong said leisurely: "My water spirit root aptitude is still good. Not only can I not feel the resistance, but it seems that my combat power has also increased in this sea!"

Liang Yuzhu snorted coldly: "If my Bishui Qilin was here, it would definitely be the fastest one! "

But when she looked back, she saw Ye Ling and Mu Jinwei both helplessly jumped off the back of the stagnant demon dragon, and she was even more surprised: "What? Your water demon dragon can't even pass through the fog sea?"

Ye Ling nodded, opened the spirit beast bag, recalled the demon dragon, and sighed: "The demon dragon seems to be frightened by this fog sea and refuses to move forward no matter what."

Liang Yuzhu frowned, watching the female cultivators of Youyue Fairy Sect walk like willows in the wind, while she could only walk step by step with her senior brother.

As for Ye Ling, he had all eight spiritual roots and a water body protection, so he didn't find it too difficult to walk. He just saw the fog sea in front of him was hazy, and he couldn't see anything clearly beyond a hundred feet, which greatly restricted their picking of spiritual herbs and excavation of spiritual mines.

"Fortunately, I made some preparations in advance. I exchanged my war merits for a golden toad lamp in the Duobao Linglong Tower. It has the effect of illuminating the fog, so it should be useful." Ye Ling took out his golden toad lamp and injected magic power into it. In an instant, golden light shone, illuminating nearly three hundred feet away. Everyone suddenly felt bright in front of them. Wang Shiyuan looked back at the golden toad lamp in his junior brother's hand, which he had ridiculed as a toad lamp, and nodded approvingly: "Ahem, junior brother is still foresighted! There are many dark places on the seabed, and you have to rely on your toad lamp, hehe."