Prehistoric: The beginning of the game mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 111 The first battle, the mysterious enemy

The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the wind blows and the grass is high, I am lost! (liǎo)

"No wonder, the sect does not allow disciples under the fourth realm to leave the sect easily. Hey... a piece of grass can reach the height of the sky."

…

Feng Ming walked among a pile of grass and completely lost his way!

"The East China Sea must be to the east."

"Just walk in the direction of the sun, which is the east. This is common sense."

"But the problem is, I can't see the sun..."

Although this thing is incredible, it is true!

Feng Ming touched his head and smiled helplessly.

"Hey, this is also my own fault. I just indulged in the plan of tormenting Senior Sword of the Emperor of Heaven."

In fact, not all grass in the ancient times was that tall, most of it was short grass.

It's just that when Feng Ming was tinkering with the plan, he was accidentally teleported into this patch of grass, each of which was taller than a big tree.

What's even worse is that this grass seems to be able to block the transmission of spiritual consciousness!

"Obviously the sword of the Emperor of Heaven has been refined. Why should I bother with it? It's embarrassing..."

It didn't take a lot of time to refine the basic magic sword of the senior Emperor's Sword.

I just set up my solar furnace a little bit, and the sacrifice was completed immediately.

The future prehistoric arsenal is not just talk!

"I'm just too greedy. I feel that as long as this design is slightly optimized, it can reach the level of a spiritual weapon!"

Because I was thinking about refining the spiritual weapon for Master Lu Waner, and then continue to advance after mastering the spiritual weapon, and then study the acquired spiritual treasure, so I came up with this idea.

Who could have imagined that I would actually step into a natural maze and then enter this special lawn.

The problem is still very serious. Feng Ming has been lingering here for three hours.

Obviously, he was walking in one direction.

"At this time, I actually miss that fortune-telling chart!"

If this thing is not malfunctioning, it may be of great use at this time.

Of course, Senior Paper could also provide guidance.

But after the last exchange, Senior Paper fell into a brief slumber.

Of course, Senior Zhichian probably never thought that Feng Ming, a qigong master, would actually get lost!

"At this time, the benefits of owning a mount are reflected. If it is a spiritual mount, it will often have the ability to automatically explore, which can avoid some innate mazes and prevent yourself from being so miserable."

"pity……"

I, Fengming, am still just a Qi practitioner in the fourth realm. I still want a mount?

The Changchun faction actually keeps a few mounts. They were originally demon kings, but were later surrendered by human immortals.

As for a fairy-level mount, it is not something that the Changchun Sect can afford today!

The status of the demon clan in the prehistoric world today is not as described in many novels. They can only hide in the corner and tremble.

Once a sect has a mount of demon-immortal level, it will most likely be retaliated by the demon clan.

Of course, if this fairy has no heel, it's just good luck.

Therefore, if you want to raise a demon fairy mount, the sect itself must have extremely strong strength or backing.

"If our Patriarch can be promoted to become an outer disciple, then it won't matter!"

Once promoted to become an outer disciple, Patriarch Changchun's own status will be greatly improved!

Outer disciples can get more protection from human sect luck!

In this way, the patriarch's own sect's luck will also be greatly improved.

Once successful, the foundation of the Changchun Sect will be completely different.

"Hey, I don't know when the founder will be able to survive."

"Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with us. I am a practitioner of Xu and Dao, and I am still worried about the ancestor. Besides, I am still lost."

"We need to get out of this place as soon as possible!"

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"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The grass began to sway, not the weak sway caused by the wind, but the sudden and violent movement.

"What's coming?"

The Qi Refiner's intuition made Feng Ming instantly enter a state of preparation for war.

"I won't be so unlucky that I directly meet a big demon, or even a demon fairy, right?"

Although he thought so, Feng Ming was not actually worried.

Because before he set off, Senior Tianji gave him a fortune-telling, and he was very lucky!

With Senior Tianji’s hexagram as the foundation, what else do I have to be afraid of?

…

The giant grass was pushed away bit by bit.

A pair of big eyes appears first.

The big black round eyes are like two black lanterns.

As for its true body, it is still hidden behind the haystack, and even Feng Ming cannot see it clearly.

"call……"

Another gust of wind blew.

Feng Ming and the owner of this mysterious eye confront each other!

…

Time passed little by little, and when the confrontation lasted for half an hour, Feng Ming finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"No, if this continues, it will be very detrimental to me."

What can be judged is that the opponent's body is very large, after all, its eyes are like copper bells.

Judging from the proportions of its eyes and body, this unknown creature is much larger than a cow.

I can't see its body clearly, but it can see itself.

It seems that we can only test it first!

So, he shouted directly: "Eternal spring drizzle, spring thunder first, thunder method, condense!"

Among the many magical techniques of the Changchun Sect, the thunder method is the most powerful.

Spring, thunder!

Because the opponent is unknown, even if it is a test, he will start with the most powerful force.

"Boom!"

Between the giant grass, a three-finger-thick arc appeared out of thin air, and then struck directly at the mysterious figure.

However, almost at this moment, a mist emerged and condensed directly as the arc fell, forming a mist.

The electric arc fell on the mist, and then...

"My thunder method has actually dissipated?"

Lei Fa was directly dispersed by this fog!

…

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows, extremely surprised.

"Sure enough, the outside world is quite dangerous. Thunder method is one of my more powerful attack powers, but I haven't even found out the truth of the other party!"

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The huge grass swayed again, and the sound itself brought a huge sense of oppression to Feng Ming.

"What exactly is it?"

I didn’t detect any demonic energy myself!

No matter it is a virtual demon or a demon king, they will definitely have demonic aura and cannot avoid their own detection.

However, the other party did not...

What the other party has is...water vapor.

"The fog is getting thicker and thicker. It seems that the opponent is angered by my thunder method and is finally going to attack."

"call……"

Feng Ming uses the Changchun True Art with all his strength, preparing to resist everything the opponent has to offer.

Sudden!

A round bubble appeared behind Feng Ming!

Because there was fog all around, and this place could block spiritual thoughts, and Feng Ming's attention was always focused on the other party, he was completely unaware of it.

"Gululu..."

What sound?

While Feng Ming was still surprised, the round bubble had already fallen on him, and then...

"Ah, too bad!"

He was imprisoned in the bubble.

"Damn it!"

At this time, Feng Ming suddenly panicked in his heart.

"What a bad start. I never expected that my first battle would be so embarrassing!"

But don't panic, I'm in good luck!

So I can definitely break free from this bubble.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, struck with lightning, or chopped with magical weapons, it was of no use.

There is absolutely no way to break through this bubble!

"Even if it is a top-quality magic weapon, it can't break through!"

Then, I have no choice but to use my Feng Ming method of pressing the bottom of the box.

The most important reason why Feng Ming dared to come out on his own this time was, after all, the two spiritual treasures at the bottom of the box!

…

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[You have received a private message from the Emperor’s Sword.]

"Hmm? Send me a private message now?"

I'm fighting, this will disrupt my rhythm!

…

"Forget it, the opponent doesn't seem to have any intention of attacking immediately, so let's take a look first!"

Yin Shen No. 5 clicked on the message directly!

Anyway, the battle relies on No. 1 and No. 2, and No. 5, a weak yin god, controls the transmission of energy and chats.

The Sword of the Emperor of Heaven: "Grand Master, dear friend, are you busy?"

…

Right now!

The grass shook again, and after a burst of movement, a huge figure slowly appeared.

My Fengming’s first enemy finally appeared in my sight!

The shadows became clearer and clearer, and Feng Ming was actually looking forward to it.

What kind of creature can cause me such trouble?

…

After a while.

Looking at the huge shadow, Feng Ming was stunned!

"Well……"

"This, this is..."

The Grand Master of Weapon Refining: "My dear friend, you may not believe it, but now I am being imprisoned by the bubbles spit out by a giant Pipi shrimp. (Sweating)"

(End of chapter)