Deep in the swamp is a wider fog.

Originally, with the height of the Iron-winged Eagle, no miasma on the ground could invade.

But now, the hazy clouds are thousands of feet high, just like a continuous wall of clouds that stretch across the sky and the earth.

"It's true that there's something weird!"

Seeing this, Fang Ming was not surprised but happy, and drove the Iron-winged Sky Eagle to crash into the fog wall.

"Hehe!"

But Xiao Tie screamed, his feathers stood up, and fear kept coming from his spirit, and he didn't dare to step beyond the line!

"Don't be afraid!"

Fang Ming gently stroked his eyebrows, and his spiritual power dispersed, constantly comforting the Iron-winged Sky Eagle, driving it forward.

"Thirt!"

In the end, Fang Ming even had the devil of the Six-Dao Tribulation Eyes, and barely made the Iron-winged Sky Eagle plunge into the wall of the sea of ​​clouds.

"Um!"

As soon as he entered, Fang Ming's face changed!

"This fog..."

His face turned pale slightly, and he felt that the spiritual power spreading seemed to be carrying a thousand pounds! The fog here actually had the miraculous effect of suppressing the power of divine essence!

He felt that his consumption was increasing dramatically. If he wanted to maintain this state of divine essence leaving the body at all times, the consumption would increase at least dozens of times more than outside!

But the scope of exploration is dozens of times smaller!

"Scary! Scary!"

When we arrived here, not only the Iron-winged Sky Eagle was uneasy, but even Fang Ming felt a terrible smell.

His mind was restless and even his back became cold. The Sit and Forgetful Sutra, which had reached the fifth realm of True View, seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke.

The original Past Knows seems to have been greatly suppressed!

"But...if there was no big secret here, how could there be a treasure map left? How could Prince Daqian pursue it so desperately?"

Fang Ming has always hoped to seek stability.

But now, he is 70% or 80% sure of winning, and the warrior's courage and diligence immediately emerged.

"continue!"

Fang Ming drove the Iron-winged Sky Eagle forward more carefully, and the more he went inside, the thicker the fog became.

He even made an unexpected discovery.

"Huh? The concentration of the heaven and earth energy here is actually much higher than that of the outside world!"

Fang Ming showed surprise on his face. The original Daqian world was a high-level and high-energy world. The income from meditating here overnight far exceeded the accumulation of several nights, or even dozens of nights in other martial arts worlds.

But after reaching the fog, he was shocked to find that every time he breathed, the internal energy he refined was actually comparable to the skill of meditating on the outside world!

What is this concept?

"A few times...a dozen times the gap! I'm afraid... even the cave heaven and blessed land at the level of the mountain gate of the Three Sects and Five Sects is nothing more than that, right?"

Fang Ming's face was solemn.

With the speed of the Iron-winged Eagle, he had at least reached a hundred miles, but he had gained nothing.

This vast range made him even more shocked and felt his own insignificance.

"The wilderness and infinite vastness, and even the Seven Demon Sects of the Outer Domain may just explore the edge..."

An enlightenment suddenly emerged in his heart: "For my limit, I seek the boundlessness of heaven and earth, and enjoyment!"

...

White, white everywhere!

The world was covered in foggy and there was no end at all. Fang Ming even thought that the Iron-winged Eagle had never moved, just like a specimen in amber.

This feeling is undoubtedly very tormenting.

But after Fang Ming saw through the fog in his heart, he was no longer afraid, following the phantom of the treasure map in his memory, and even chasing the flash of inspiration in his heart.

His eyes were different, and the Tianyan Qi-seeing Technique had already come out with all his strength, constantly correcting his own route.

Huh!

Suddenly, about a thousand feet away from him, the sea of ​​clouds suddenly rolled, and a piece of scales as big as a house appeared.

Several scales suddenly flashed, and behind it seemed to be a figure as huge as a mountain range, and suddenly disappeared.

The clouds and mist surged, as if they encountered a huge vortex.

Fang Ming was suddenly creepy!

"This...what is this?"

The Iron-winged Eagle didn't even dare to scream at this time, and secretly lowered its height.

Fang Ming was almost suffocated, feeling as if he had stepped into the territory of an unknown creature, and the feeling of spiritual pressure was even greater than the pressure given to him by the gods.

"No! Compared with it, the Seven-Secret Saint Hand is simply an ant!!!"

The cold sweat fell from Fang Ming's eyebrows, and the warning signs in his heart suddenly increased to the limit.

"Now I... may be just a tiny particle of dust to the other party! Small iron, don't be afraid...going normally!"

At this time, Fang Ming could barely remain calm.

It was not until the Iron-winged Eagle flew out of tens of thousands of feet away that he dared to look back with lingering fear.

Huh!

Two waterfall-like airflows suddenly appeared in the void, and Fang Ming's body was covered with sweat hairs standing upside down.

The two airflows merged together, and it seemed to form a terrifying tornado.

The strong wind whistled, and the tornado formed a whirlpool, which finally made the surrounding mist thinner.

Immediately, Fang Ming saw a huge black shadow like a mountain.

Click!

Suddenly, it seemed like a flash of lightning flashed by, and an eye about acre size suddenly opened, revealing its vertical pupils.

The invisible pressure in the air climbed to its limit again, and the Iron-winged Sky Eagle fell head-on and fell vertically to the ground.

"Ho huh..."

A roar that Fang Ming had never heard before was heard.

Immediately, the vertical eye disappeared again, the clouds became thicker, and the mountains moved, as if they had turned over and fell asleep again.

"Quick! Go!"

Fang Ming suddenly pulled Xiao Tie's head, and it finally spread its wings again, and it was thrillingly lifted up before it was about to fall to the ground.

“That’s…”

Each person and the eagle ran wildly, fleeing in a panic until half an hour passed and left that place far away.

Fang Ming's face was solemn that he could only hear only one voice in his mind: "Yun Conquer the Dragon! Yun Conquer the Dragon!..."

"The scales and vertical pupils just now, is it a real dragon!!!"

Although Fang Ming had known that the world of Daqian is far from as simple as it seems, and also knew that the rare beasts in this world emerged one after another, when a dragon appeared in front of him, he still felt under a lot of pressure.

He only had one thought now, which was to stay away from the place just now, the farther away the better.

puff!

Suddenly, the clouds and mist dissipated, and a new world appeared in front of Fang Ming.

"Um?"

Fang Ming looked back and saw that he finally flew out of the sea of ​​clouds, and there was a long white line behind Xiao Tie.

The sky is clear and the air is clear, the wind is smooth, the clouds are gone, the rain is clear, and the color is clear.

"The setting sun and the lone wild goose fly together, the autumn water and the sky are the same color! What a wonderful scene!"

A touch of emotion appeared in Fang Ming's eyes.

The Iron-winged Eagle kept climbing higher, and he saw more things.

This place is a hundred miles in a radius, surrounded by clouds and mist on all sides, making it a world of its own, like an isolated paradise.

At the center is a huge lake, which is as green as a mirror, and seems to have some animals inhabited.

The scenery is as beautiful as a painting, which forms a very sharp contrast with the previous thrilling moment.

"Is it here to hide treasures in Rushi Temple?"

Fang Ming frowned: "The final instructions of the treasure map seem to be the big lake in the center!"
To be continued...