Supreme Martial God Technique

After entering a hundred thousand mountains, he ran for a while.

Wu Yun's speed has gradually slowed down.

When you are at the entrance, it doesn't feel much different from the outside.

It's like entering an ordinary mountain of Warcraft.

The deeper he went, the less Wu Yun dared to run faster.

Looking up, the dense and towering trees around seemed to cover the entire sky.

Not to mention that I couldn't see my fingers, but the light was extremely dark.

It's a very depressing feeling.

It's like a depressed person can't breathe.

Moreover, the biggest difference between these 100,000 mountains and the mountains outside is not this.

It's because it's very quiet here.

It is not uncommon for the ordinary Warcraft Mountains to be as dangerous as this place, but there are always beast roars that are either sweet or frightening.

But here, among the endless mountains and mountains, it is extremely quiet.

It can even be said to be eerily quiet.

In this kind of environment, the quieter it is, the creepier it is.

Wu Yun looked around and felt a little uneasy.

He didn't dare to let down his vigilance and was always paying attention to every move around him.

In fact, Wu Yun had a clear purpose at this moment, which was to find the Nanjiang tribe in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

However, he had no clue where the Southern Xinjiang tribe was.

I can only bite the bullet and continue deeper, hoping to find some clues along the way.

After walking forward cautiously for a while, the trees in front gradually became sparse.

A relatively open area appeared.

Wu Yun's mood also became more relaxed.

In the area ahead, there were wisps of light mist.

Wu Yun was a little wary at first, but after several tests, he found that nothing unusual happened in the mist.

Besides, the mist was very thin, so Wu Yun didn't care.

Step forward into this mist.

But the moment Wu Yun stepped into the fog, he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps not far away from him.

Moreover, it sounded like human footsteps.

Wu Yun's expression changed and he became fully vigilant.

He shouted: "Who is it?"

"Wu Yun, get back quickly. There is a poisonous barrier there. Don't get stuck in it."

As soon as Wu Yun finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Hearing this voice, Wu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became excited.

"Senior Ziyun, it's really you!"

When he came, he saw many powerful people in the Soul Transformation Realm entering the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Wu Yun had been wondering if Senior Ziyun would also come.

Unexpectedly, it actually came.

What was even more unexpected was that we would meet here.

At the same time, after listening to Taoist Ziyun's reminder, Wu Yun quickly flew back and left this foggy land.

Sure enough, Taoist Ziyun was standing there, smiling at Wu Yun.

"Junior has met senior Ziyun. Where is Zihan? Didn't she come?"

Taoist Ziyun smiled and did not answer, but asked: "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I want to go to the Southern Xinjiang tribe, because..."

Facing Taoist Ziyun, Wu Yun has always treated him as his elder.

Because he is Lin Zihan's master.

Therefore, there was no hiding anything and the purpose of the trip was told one by one.

"Oh, it turns out you are looking for magic beard pollen. This way, I know where the Nanjiang clan is and I will take you there."

Taoist Ziyun said directly.

"Really? That's great!"

Wu Yun was indeed very excited. He was alone in this hundred thousand mountain with no direction.

I didn't expect to meet Taoist Ziyun leading the way, how could I not be happy.

The two of them walked forward one after another, bypassing the fog and heading in another direction.

But after walking for a while, Wu Yun felt that his body was starting to feel tired.

At first, Wu Yun didn't pay much attention, thinking it was because he had inhaled the poison barrier before.

Quietly running the Taishang Martial God Technique without taking it to heart.

But the further we walked, the more tired we became.

Even in the end, it became extremely difficult to lift one's legs and take steps.

"Zi, senior Ziyun, please wait for me. I think I may have been hit by the poison barrier. Please wait for me for a moment and I will remove the poison barrier from my body."

With that said, Wu Yun meditated cross-legged and began to detoxify.

In fact, Wu Yun was also full of doubts at this moment.

With his level one cultivation of transcending tribulation and his special physique.

Coupled with the ability of Taishang Martial God Art to expel hundreds of poisons, how could it not be able to withstand even this little poison barrier?

Moreover, even if you are really poisoned, why doesn't it happen at the beginning, but slowly becomes more and more serious?

But as Wu Yun used the Taishang Martial God Technique, he became even more confused.

He found that his spiritual energy seemed to be sealed, imprisoned in his Dantian and unable to function.

No, it is not imprisoned in Dantian.

Because, Wu Yun found that his Dantian was actually empty at this moment.

There wasn't even a trace of spiritual energy left.

what happened?

Wu Yun's mind was filled with questions.

Looking up, Taoist Ziyun was standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

Wu Yun told Taoist Ziyun about his situation.

Taoist Ziyun seemed to have known that Wu Yun would say this for a long time.

I saw that he had already prepared a black pill in his hand.

He handed it to Wu Yun and said, "You must have been invaded by the poisonous barrier. Take this elixir to remove the poisonous barrier from your body."

This elixir seemed a little disgusting, but Wu Yun didn't think much about it.

Took the pill.

He muttered to himself, and then put it into his mouth.

"You bastard, are you crazy? What are you doing?"

Wu Yun seemed to hear a vague voice in his mind.

It sounded like the God of Creation Bell.

But the God of Creation Bell had talked to him more than once or twice, and each time was very clear. Why was it so vague this time?

"Wu Yun, what are you thinking about? Eat the pill, and then get on the road. The Nanjiang tribe is not far ahead."

When Wu Yun was puzzled, he heard the Taoist Ziyun in front of him urging him.

"Well, okay!"

Wu Yun nodded, and then put the pill into his mouth again.

This time, it just touched his lips and had not yet entered his mouth.

In his mind, the vague voice that seemed to be the God of Creation Bell came again.

"You little brat, that's a poisonous insect. What's wrong with you? Do you want to die?"

"Your spiritual energy has been sucked dry, and you are going to swallow the poisonous insect given to you? I told you not to react. Are you fooled by the woman in front of you?"

Hearing this voice, Wu Yun stopped his actions again.

Muttered to himself: "Poisonous insect? The spiritual energy was sucked dry? Woman? What woman?"

While speaking, he looked up again.

Besides Taoist Ziyun, there was no one else in front of him, so what woman was there?

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