The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Gu Changhuan and Jin Sanchi looked at the large white fog that suddenly rose in the distance and glanced at each other, both of them hesitant to speak.

In the end, Jin Sanchi said first:

“Fellow Daoist Gu, there must be a demon when something goes wrong;

Maybe some secret realm or ruins have been opened;

How about we go and have a look together? "

Gu Changhuan nodded and said with a smile:

"I and other immortal cultivators are competing with heaven for opportunities. Now that we have met, we will naturally go.

However, such a big movement would probably attract the attention of many demon clans. "

This is the hinterland of the Demon Clan. Not far ahead is the border between the White Tiger Clan and the Jinpeng Clan. The two human race's god-transformation monks appeared here. It's okay not to be discovered. If the Demon Clan's Demon Ancestor discovers it, more or less A bit troublesome.

You have to find a better excuse.

Gu Changhuan was thinking this, but Jin Sanchi said directly:

"It doesn't matter. It's okay that this vision appears in the White Tiger territory. I know the demon ancestor of the White Tiger clan."

Gu Changhuan was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Jin Sanchi to have a wide range of friends.

But if you think about it carefully, he has some friendship with the two brothers from the White Tiger Clan. Even if they meet for a while, just give them a reason.

Then, Gu Changhuan and Jin Sanchi were seen turning into escaping lights and speeding towards the white mist.

Not long after, the two of them arrived outside the white mist.

The white fog in front of him was boundless and very thick. The visibility was no more than one foot. Moreover, even Gu Changhuan's use of the Sky Eye Technique was useless, and even his spiritual consciousness was greatly restricted when approaching the fog.

The situation that Jin Sanchi detected was similar to that of Gu Changhuan, but he was overjoyed when he saw it.

There is something weird about this white mist, which means that the things inside are also weird. Things that even a god-transforming monk like him can't see through at all, what's inside must not be ordinary!

Just as Jin Sanchi was about to cast a spell to blow away the white mist, Gu Changhuan raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped his movement.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, wait a moment, someone is coming."

Jin Sanchi put down his hands and glanced back with his consciousness, but didn't find anything immediately.

After a few more breaths, he realized someone was coming.

Jin Sanchi couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He has been in the middle stage of divine transformation for some time. Why is his divine consciousness not as far as Gu Changhuan's detection range in the early stage of divine transformation?

Could it be that Gu Changhuan had taken pills that could increase his spiritual consciousness, etc.?

Jin Sanchi was confused, but he didn't ask anything. He just waited quietly for the two figures to approach.

Here Gu Changhuan scanned the surroundings with his consciousness and found that in addition to the two demon ancestors who had come from afar, there were many demon kings rushing towards this place.

After all, there are really not many stupid demon kings who can cultivate to the fifth level.

It's a pity that there aren't many useful things for monsters like them in this white mist.

Not even many are useful to their human monks.

There are only so many good things, and he already has a lot of them.

Thinking of this, Gu Changhuan sighed in his heart.

It’s really unpleasant to know that the result of treasure hunting is not good before you even start it.

But he had to come anyway this time.

At the same time, on the other side, the two demon ancestors were gradually getting closer.

It's a coincidence that the two demon ancestors who came here are both demons who met each other at Jin Sanchi.

"Fellow Taoist Bai Suan, fellow Taoist Qingwen, long time no see, how are you?"

When the two of them arrived, Jin Sanchi was the first to say hello.

Gu Changhuan also smiled and said hello.

Bai Suan looked at Jin Sanchi and Gu Changhuan and frowned.

"Why do these two fellow Taoists appear here?"

Jin Sanchi said bluntly:

"I heard that there is a third-level spiritual chicken in the noble domain. It is delicious. I came here to taste it."

Gu Changhuan smiled and said,

"I was observing the sky below and noticed that there was a chance here, so I came here. I just didn't expect to meet Taoist Fellow Jin."

What these two people said was half true and false. Bai Suan frowned when he heard it, but he did not directly say anything that was not conducive to the current friendly relationship between the human and demon tribes.

Seeing this, the blue-striped demon ancestor took half a step forward and directly asked the most important thing at the moment.

"Since the two fellow Taoists arrived first, did they find anything?

What kind of secret realm is here?

And why did it appear suddenly? "

Jin Sanchi said:

“I don’t think this place looks like a secret realm, but more like a ruins.

This ruin appears on the territory of the White Tiger Clan. Does Fellow Daoist Bai have any clues about this ruin? "

Bai Suan was still frowning slightly, but his heart was at a loss.

What secret ruins are there?

Don’t know?

I haven’t heard that from the old white tigers!

Thinking so, Bai Suan shook his head.

"There is no record of this in the clan."

Gu Changhuan was not surprised when he heard this. He focused his gaze on the white mist in front of him like a chasm and said:

“Whatever he is, you’ll know it when you go in;

But since there is no record of this ruins among the White Tiger clan, it means that its history is older than imagined, and there will be more dangers in it. Moreover, we still don’t know why this ruins was abandoned. It would be better if the forces here were destroyed. If we take the initiative Fellow Taoists should be careful in abandoned places. "

Gu Changhuan gave an outsider a rare warning.

Jin Sanchi and others nodded, and the Blue Pattern Demon Ancestor said:

"I think this fog is a bit weird, let me cast a spell to blow it away."

Gu Changhuan raised his eyebrows and stepped aside.

Since someone is willing to do hard work, he is naturally happy to see the results.

Jin Sanchi and Bai Suan also gave up their positions. They saw that the Blue-Striped Demon Ancestor circulated his true essence and took a deep breath. His entire demon belly bulged up, and it seemed that it was full of air.

The next moment, the Blue-Striped Demon Ancestor opened his bloody mouth, and a fierce hurricane swept out like a substance and rushed towards the white mist!

However, what the Blue-Striped Demon Ancestor, Jin Sanchi, and Bai Suan did not expect was that no matter how fierce the hurricane was, even the ground was blown up a little, the light white mist was like Mount Tai, motionless.

Seeing that the white mist was motionless, the three of them were a little anxious.

Gu Changhuan looked at the motionless white mist, and didn't know what he was thinking.

On this side, Qingwen also knew that this fog was not easy to deal with. It couldn't be dealt with by ordinary wind power, so he had to stop casting the spell embarrassedly.

At this time, Jin Sanchi suddenly noticed that Gu Changhuan looked thoughtful, and couldn't help asking:

"Did Fellow Daoist Gu find anything?"

After saying this, Qingwen and Bai Suan also looked at Gu Changhuan.

Although they were not of the same clan, they still hoped that Gu Changhuan would have a solution because of their interests.

Gu Changhuan nodded and said:

"This white mist seems to be integrated with the ruins. It may be some kind of formation, or it may be a natural thing that has been refined, which makes it so difficult to deal with.

If you want to break it, there is no way from the outside, so you might as well try from the inside.

But what's interesting is that there is a layer of protective formation inside the white mist, and the grade is not low. If you want to break it, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort."