Unlimited Adaptation

The fog, where it was born and where it came from, has enveloped the universe since ancient times.

If this fog that swallows all life is regarded as a vast ocean, then the shelters opened up by the strong are isolated islands surrounded by boundless sea water, which are crumbling under the beating of the waves.

Living creatures entering the fog are like ducks diving, and they may "suffocate" to death at any time. They need to fight against the erosion of the fog at all times. This is only the most basic danger. In the boundless fog, there are many terrifying non-living things that regard all life as enemies.

Woo wow——

Bang! Bang bang! !

The scarlet fog surged violently, with strange whistles and tremors, and the earth trembled, as if a giant stepped in, causing the earth rumbling phenomenon.

"Stop!"

The white-browed old man opened his eyes slightly, raised his hand and shouted, and then walked into the void, his beard and hair fluttering without wind, and his majestic momentum soared into the sky.

The city slaves were forced to retreat repeatedly by the wind pressure, but they could not leave the hemispherical hole. They could only grit their teeth and fall to the ground, inserting their legs deeply into the soil.

Is it finally here?

The collision between extraordinary people!

Yan Xing's eyes were shining, and he cunningly hid behind several strong men, poked his head out, and stared at the depths of the fog.

"Elder Xuekong?"

"Don't worry, Master Jiu, it's just a general-level monster. Although it is a difficult energy body, its strength has just reached the third level. I can kill it with a flip of my hand!"

Soldiers, generals, lords, ghosts, gods, and alien immortals...

There are endless non-living things in the fog, and their forms are even more varied. According to the degree of danger they possess, the ancient strongmen have made a general classification of them.

Angwu——

So many lives gathered together, and the breath they exuded was like a beacon in the fog. The unknown giant rushed to the outside of the hole in a few moments.

The fog was torn apart by two blue and transparent hands, and a head full of eyeballs stretched out, staring at everyone coldly without any emotional fluctuations.

Crackling! !

There is no possibility of communication between life and fog non-life. No, they have no consciousness and thinking, so how can they communicate? The only thing is that they follow their instincts and start endless slaughter of any living creature that steps into the fog.

Yan Xing's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked down, only to see that the hair on his skin stood up, and even his shoulder-length hair stood up.

Electromagnetic! ?

Without time to think, he quickly pulled out a leg from the soil, standing on one leg.

Boom! !

The blue thunder shot out from the monster's eyes, densely packed, countless, and all about ten feet thick. A burnt smell immediately filled the air.

Elder Xuekong stood under the sea of ​​thunder, floating like a fairy, like an immortal who was going through a tribulation. In his slightly narrowed eyes, a crystal light burst out.

"Hmph, you don't know what you can do."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pushed it out. A piece of transparent crystal expanded rapidly from the palm of his hand, spreading into the mist in an instant. It was unknown how wide it was, facing the thunder bombardment and protecting everyone inside.

"Extreme Cold·Spiritual Realm Refraction!"

Sizzle!

The thunder bombarded the surface of the crystal, like throwing a stone into the sea, only causing a few ripples, and then all were swallowed in.

This magical scene made Yan Xing stunned. The first reaction that flashed through his mind was, look in the mirror! ?

All the blue thunder in reality disappeared and turned into images in the mirror.

Elder Xuekong's eyes were slightly cold, and then he clenched his palm into a fist.

Crack!

The huge crystal mirror exploded, and the thunder reflected in it turned from virtual to real, and there was a strange cold air on it, which suddenly shot back and hit the "multi-eyed monster" fiercely.

Roar, roar, roar!

After this blow, although the monster was an illusory energy body, a layer of frost also covered its surface, and its figure froze in place, as if frozen.

Elder Xuekong took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, and strangely disappeared in place. The next moment, he actually walked out of a piece of ice crystal fragments floating in the sky, and came to the front of the "multi-eyed monster", stretched out a finger, and inserted it into the other party's immobile body.

"Extreme cold, ice melting!!"

Bang——

With a muffled sound, the body of the monster, which was hundreds of feet tall, collapsed directly, turning into crystal ice chips, flying and falling.

Yan Xing felt a little dry in the mouth, and couldn't help licking his lips. He ate some ice chips, which were cold and cold. Well, it was indeed water after melting.

With such means, no wonder those silver armor guards called him an immortal. This is already an immortal magic, right?

"Huh? Good luck."

Elder Xuekong's calm face suddenly moved slightly, raised his hand and waved, holding an object from the ice chips, a piece of azure glass fragments, with thunder jumping on it.

"Master Jiu, it is a fire seed of the thunder zodiac. Unfortunately, although it is rare, it has only two rings of completeness."

"Oh."

The voice in the sedan chair was very flat, and it was obvious that he looked down on this "junk" fire seed. The ninth young master of the Holy Palace was born noble, so he naturally had a high vision.

Elder Xuekong shook his head slightly, and didn't care. He turned his hand to put away the glass fragments and walked down the void.

"Keep going, that thing should be mature soon."

"I understand." Elder Xuekong nodded lightly and quickened his pace. Many city slaves looked panicked and hurried to follow, fearing that they would fall outside the hemisphere.

"Master Nine, if that rare fire seed matures perfectly, it is very likely to reach the eighth ring. This is a rare treasure in the history of the Holy Palace!"

"If you can use this fire to open up a life force field, maybe you can become the future palace master..."

"Elder, be careful!"

The voice in the sedan chair became heavier for the first time. Elder Xuekong smiled slightly when he heard it, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He bet on the Ninth Young Master, not only because of his talent, but also because of his character.

"Haha, I was confused."

The speed of the Saint Palace group was naturally much faster than those city slaves. They had the energy to chat while they were on the road, and even deliberately slowed down to let the city slaves keep up.

"The fire is the key to the extraordinary road. The stronger the better. The rare fire is indeed very remarkable for our Holy Palace, but my father once said that in those supreme holy places, there are sons of God who use peerless fire to open up force fields..."

"Even the legendary unparalleled!!"

"Compared to them, I am not qualified to be proud and complacent..."

I don't know if it was to ease the embarrassment, the ninth young master took the initiative to change the subject and talked with Elder Xuekong. His voice was soft, but it spread throughout the entire hemisphere.

The Holy Palace group talked about various secrets and did not avoid the city slaves. Perhaps, in their eyes, they were just a group of dead people.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional.

Yan Xing, who was mixed in the crowd, had a flashing eye and pricked up his ears, not missing a word. He was very curious about everything about the extraordinary.

Fire seeds, also known as the source of Tao, the foundation of Tao, the gate of God, the seed of transcendence, the heart of life... all these names actually refer to the same kind of thing, which is necessary for opening up the life force field, shedding the mortal body, and stepping into the transcendence.

Fire seeds are complex and have endless power. According to the strength of the zodiac signs, they are divided into five grades from high to low: unparalleled, peerless, rare, rare, and ordinary.

And according to their completeness, they are divided into one to nine rings, and ten rings that only exist in legends!

Yan Xing was moved by what he heard, until another strange one appeared, which interrupted his reverie.

The non-living things in the fog, even the weakest existence, are not something that they, the city slaves, can contend with, so naturally it is Elder Xuekong who takes action to deal with it.

The group's target was really big. Along the way, they had been fighting intermittently. Fortunately, Elder Xuekong was strong enough to destroy them in a blink of an eye. Although his power was depleted, he became energetic again after drinking a bottle of mysterious liquid with golden light.

"Master Jiu, we are here!"

When many city slaves were about to be driven crazy by the oppressive feeling of silence, the group of people from Shenggong finally stopped, and Yan Xing also breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

He was almost unable to bear it after rushing all the way. If he hadn't been using the secret technique of stimulating acupoints to hold on, with his thin body, he would have been left behind by the large army.

Bang! !

The sedan chair landed, and the gauze cover was lifted by a pale and slender palm. Master Jiu stepped out, wearing a golden mask decorated with blood jade on his face, and his waist-length hair was as red and dazzling as flames.

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly. This Master Jiu was thin. If it weren't for his flat chest, he would have thought it was a woman.

"Elder Xuekong, I'll trouble you next."

"Young Master Jiu, you are too polite."

Elder Xuekong shook his head slightly, his expression became solemn, and his eyes were as focused as lightning.

Boom——

The invisible force that repels the fog suddenly surged several times, and the hemispheric hole quickly expanded outward, pushing the scarlet fog far away, until it wrapped a strange flower in.

The land under the fog is generally pitch black, or dark red, grayish white, but the hundred-foot-square land where the strange flower grows is dark green like jade.

It's like a whole piece of top-quality jade inlaid on the ground. The strange flower grows in the center, about ten feet high, with nine leaves on a single stem, all in the shape of glass crystals. The only blooming "flower" on the top is actually a ball of black flames that keeps jumping.

Even though they were far apart, Yan Xing felt dry-mouthed and hot in his heart after only a glimpse of the beautiful flower. What shocked him was that the jade floor was covered with white bones.

His eyes sank, and he had already guessed something. He was not the only smart person. Many city slaves had wild expressions. They looked at the mist outside the cave, then looked back at the strange flower, and finally turned into deep despair.

"Little guys, go and pick that flower back."

"Whoever can pick this flower, I will give him freedom!"

Elder Xuekong slowly turned his head and looked at the city slaves. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were so cold and indifferent that it made people feel cold.

"Huh?"

A cold snort frightened everyone so much that their legs and feet went weak. Although they all knew there was something fishy going on, did they have a choice?

The several big men in the front row looked at each other at first, then gritted their teeth and ran towards the strange flower frantically.

"Ahhhh!"

"Hate! Hate! Hate!!"

Roaring, roaring, tears streaming, but after all, it was only a few hundred feet away, and the first city slave stepped onto the emerald ground.

"Ugh--"

Splash!

Accompanied by a painful groan, a strong man's flesh and blood instantly melted into a pool of blood, then sank into the ground and disappeared, leaving only a skeleton, and undigested food residues and feces in the stomach, scattered on the spot.

Gulu!

This horrifying scene really shocked everyone.

"Continue!"

The Saint Palace and his party all looked indifferent, staring at the strange flower, turning a blind eye to the tragic death of the city slave.

"Kill them!"

"Humph! Even if I die in the fog, I will not let you get what you want!"

In desperation, the city slaves finally rioted. Some people rushed towards the Holy Palace and the others madly, while others ran directly towards the mist.

"The mayfly shakes the tree, and the ants also want to survive?"

Without seeing any movement from Elder Xue Kong, an invisible force had wrapped up the rebellious city slaves and thrown them directly onto the emerald ground.

Is this the tragedy of the weak?

You don’t even have the right to choose death!

Looking at the tragic scene in front of him, Yan Xing was silent. Although he couldn't bear it, he was powerless. He was also weak, and he was still the weakest one present.

‘Everyone, if you have spirits in heaven, please pray for me! ’

'Hey! If I can escape this calamity, what will happen if I am punished by destroying the Holy Palace in the future? ’

It wasn't to avenge anyone, he just couldn't swallow this breath.

In a matter of moments, a thousand city slaves were about to die. The dark flames had already risen faintly in the sky. The eyes of the people in the Holy Palace were blazing, and even their breaths were rising and falling.

That's it now! !

Yan Xing's eyes widened fiercely, he held his leg bones flat and twisted his hands in opposite directions. m.

The next moment, bright golden light burst out.

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