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192. What are you doing?

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    After Hun An got a definite negative answer, Chun He seemed a little listless.

    What does it mean that my current situation cannot attract Dao Yun?

    ah?  !

    The most irritating thing is Lin Xianer, who even wrote in her diary in a serious manner, "Location: Misty Stone Forest."

    "Time: Unknown."

    "The city lord asked Director Hun An to create a diary system for him, but Director Hun An declined. The city lord was immediately stunned and his whole body wilted. But the city lord is still my male god and the best idol."

    If you hadn¡¯t read the last sentence, Chunhe would have wanted Lin Xianer to know that this world is dangerous.

    Chunhe's state cannot affect the state of everyone. As they move forward, the joy on everyone's faces and the excitement in their hearts are intertwined, making their energy more and more surging.

    Sure enough, human beings¡¯ joys and sorrows are not the same.

    "The last chasm in the past is the sea of ??flowers!" Under the leadership of Chang Baisheng, everyone came to the last hurdle to the sea of ??flowers. This was a deep valley filled with thick fog, making it difficult to see the real thing.  , but in the rolling thick fog, I could occasionally catch a glimpse of it. The huge sharp rocks protruding from both sides of the deep valley were like stone peaks.

    There is black and white!

    The devouring breath rose up from the deep valley, and the thick fog was like a ferocious beast that ate people without spitting out their bones. Many warrior monks staggered back in a daze.

    "Fellow Daoist Qiu!" After a brief period of confusion, everyone looked at Chunhe.

    Chunhe looked at Chang Baisheng.

    Chang Baisheng frowned, "Sir, I want to think about something."

    "Okay." Chunhe nodded.

    Others have no objections. After all, they can also see that the danger here is difficult to overcome.

    Of course, this move not only gives Chang Baisheng time, but also gives himself time. If he is the first to think of the key to breaking the game, wouldn't it be exclusive to Dao?

    So, the team stopped in front of the deep valley. There was a moment of silence, everyone frowning and thinking.

    There is thick fog in the deep valley, and there are thunderous sounds from time to time. The stone peaks behind the team are closed, and the way has long been lost. Looking up, the fog spreads, replacing the clouds and blocking the bright light.

    Chunhe only felt that the environment at this time, the world and the world were wandering, and the nature was miraculous. When he looked around, he could see that loneliness was growing.

    But where is the time to express such emotions?

    Having arrived here, one step forward would be the way to turn things around, and he couldn't hide the surge in his heart.

    But he was worried about gains and losses. Firstly, he was worried about whether Chang Baisheng could think of a way to break the mirror. Secondly, he was worried about whether he and An Yimai could seize the opportunity if everyone rushed to it.

    With a gloomy mood, Chunhe sighed unconsciously.

    "Location: Deep valley in the misty stone forest."

    "Time: Unknown."

    "At the last step leading to the sea of ??flowers, a deep valley blocked the way, everyone tied up, and the city lord sighed deeply."

    Chunhe's thoughts were disturbed by the sound of breaking wind. He looked up and saw a monk wearing clothes that looked like burning flames walking through the air. He was very fast and directly pulled out a black trace visible to the naked eye in the air. That was  The colors that appear when air is burned.

    Without taking a breath, the man reached the top of the deep valley.

    Everyone held their breath and looked up, and many even secretly gathered strength, just waiting to explode.

    But suddenly, the thick fog in the deep valley seemed to be irritated, and let out a deafening roar as if it was alive. A sharp claw condensed in the thick fog stretched out from the deep valley and grabbed the monk in the air.

    Monk Lingkong was not in a hurry. He raised his right hand slightly and it turned red. The extremely high temperature directly burned out a hole in the surrounding area. He took the photo fiercely. Like a volcano collapsing, Peiran's momentum swept through him and he wanted to hit the dense fog with his sharp claws.  scattered.

    "The ruby ??palm of Tonghuomen is indeed extraordinary." Someone who knew the Lingkong monk sighed.

    "It is said that if you practice the red jade palm to the depths, you can burn the flesh."

    "Fellow Daoist Yingwu's red jade palm is already 90% hot, wait and see!"

    Everyone whispered, without any delay in the changes on the field.

    I saw the Lingkong monk, Yingwu whose name was called out by everyone, suddenly changed his expression and was about to retreat, but before he could make a move, the palm he struck was swallowed up by the thick fog, and not only was the thick fog undamaged  , instead it surged and surged towards Yingwu, seeming to swallow him up.

    Yingwu¡¯s soul was greatly disturbed, but he quickly calmed down.

    I saw that his body was as hot as lava, but his face was as cold as a snow mountain, "Today, even if I die here, I still want to see you like thisWhat is there in the deep valley!  "

    "Burn, practice, eight, waste!" He spoke every word, and as he spoke, every pore on his body was spurting out flames. His whole body began to burn, and raging flames burst out in all directions.

    ¡°Senior Brother Yingwu!¡± the monk with the fire door shouted.

    Yingwu has turned into a ball of flame. He stepped forward, and his figure grew infinitely taller with every step he took. In the end, he turned into a flaming giant standing tall on the sky and the earth.

    He looked back at the location of the fire door. He only lingered for a moment before returning to the deep valley. He stepped down and plunged directly into the deep valley. "I'm coming."

    As he spoke, he dived into the deep valley.

    Soon, thick fog filled the air, and everyone could only vaguely see a faint orange light swirling around in the mist of the deep valley, as if someone was walking in the thick fog carrying a lantern.

    But soon, the orange light became weaker and weaker until it dissipated.

    Everyone looked towards the fire door.

    There was sadness in the eyes of the cultivator from the Fire Sect, "Senior Brother Yingwu may not be able to detect the deep valleys. The protruding stone peaks can be broken, but every time a stone peak is broken, a large amount of dense fog will be released. He doesn't know whether it is good or bad. Let us judge for ourselves."

    "Fellow Yingwu Daoist is really"

    Everyone didn¡¯t know what to say for a moment.

    "You don't have to be like this. Senior Brother Yingwu is seriously ill and cannot be cured by any stone. He went to the secret realm this time just in case. He has long been determined to die. Today, he just got what he wanted. He should be happy." The monk from Tonghuo Sect endured.  He said sadly.

    "Death is not losing life, but walking out of time." Chunhe murmured.

    Before Chunhe could finish his sigh, someone from the chaotic team of bald warriors began to steal, "The thick fog is really powerful. It can actually swallow up a being like Yingwu Taoist Fellow. It seems that forcing a way is not a good idea."

    "The shattering of the stone peak can release the dense fog, which is eye-opening."

    ¡°You can¡¯t touch the stone peaks, and you can¡¯t see the bottom of the deep valley, so how do you cross the deep valley?¡±

    After some discussion, everyone turned their attention to Chunhe and Chang Baisheng.

    Chunhe didn¡¯t respond, and neither did Chang Baisheng. He was obviously still restraining his hands. Everyone was talking louder, having completely forgotten about Yingwu¡¯s previous death.

    At this time, suddenly, a warrior stood up and headed towards the deep valley.

    "who is this?"

    "I haven't seen it."

    "I don't know him either."

    This person walked out of the bald warrior team, but no one in the bald warrior team recognized him.

    The bald warrior frowned, and was also thinking about the origin of the warrior, but suddenly his eyes widened with anger, a look of horror on his face, and he shouted, "What are you doing?!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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