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Chapter three hundred and ninety first fog beast

As soon as the Qinglang retreated, Zhao Hu Wang Xiaohu Liu Meng and the other two cleaned the battlefield, took out the magic core in the Qinglang's body, and put it into the space ring. Then they removed the protective measures on their bodies, held the spiritual weapon in their hands tightly, and continued to climb towards the top of Xuangui Mountain.

During the next journey, Zhao Hu Wang Xiaohu Liu Meng and the other two encountered dozens of monster attacks in succession. All of these monsters that attacked them were killed or repelled by them using their means, and they successfully climbed to a height of tens of thousands of feet, only a few thousand feet away from the top of Xuangui Mountain.

At this time, it had been a month since Zhao Hu Wang Xiaohu Liu Meng and the other two began to climb Xuangui Mountain. The three of them had lost a lot of attack methods such as spiritual weapons, talismans and puppets on their bodies. They did not have much spiritual weapons, talismans and other equipment on their bodies. If they encountered more than a dozen monster attacks, they might not be able to hold on.

Of course, now it is only a few thousand feet away from the top of Xuangui Mountain. With their cultivation and equipment, they can completely persist to the top of Xuangui Mountain.

Soon, Zhao Hu, Wang, Xiaohu, Liu Meng and the other two climbed smoothly to the top of Xuangui Mountain. The gray fog filled the sky covered a large area of ​​space, blocking the three of them's road to the ancient tomb.

"The ancient tomb is located in the middle of the top of the mountain. As long as we pass through this gray mist area, we can successfully reach the location of the ancient tomb!"

Looking at the gray fog that could not be seen in the edge of the edge, feeling the faint sense of crisis coming from your gray fog, Wang Xiaohu said to Zhao Hu and Liu Meng beside him with a serious look on his face.

"The gray fog area in front gives me a sense of danger. We must be careful and let the puppet explore the way first and try the gray fog. We are trying to find a way to pass through the gray fog area!"

As soon as Wang Xiaohu's voice fell, Zhao Hu nodded softly, his eyes flashing with a light of expectation.

After saying that, Zhao Hu waved his hand and more than ten exploration puppets from the Qi training stage appeared in front of him. Under his command, he entered the gray mist.

As soon as more than ten exploration puppets in the Qi training stage entered the gray fog, they saw the exploration puppets in the Qi training stage, as if they had entered the flames, quickly melted, turned into metal liquid, scattered on the ground, and merged into the ground.

"It's amazing how the gray mist actually has the power of flames!"

Seeing that more than ten exploration puppets in the Qi training period had just entered the distance of more than ten meters of gray mist, they quickly melted into metal liquid. Zhao Hu's face changed slightly and he couldn't help but exclaim.

After a scream, Zhao Hu did not hesitate or hesitate at all. He flipped his palm and an exploration puppet from the foundation-building stage appeared in front of him and walked towards the gray mist.

The exploration puppet during the foundation-building period, as soon as it entered the gray mist, the skin on the surface began to slowly melt and fell to the ground. After walking for a hundred meters in a row, it turned into a pool of metal liquid.

"The temperature in the gray fog is too high. These exploration puppets cannot bear it at all, nor can they detect how high the temperature in the gray fog is. Can we bear it? I wonder if the two have methods of detecting it?"

Seeing the exploration puppets in the foundation-building stage melting and turning into a pool of metal liquid, a hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes, and he turned to look at Wang Xiaohu and Liu Meng beside him and asked.

"I'll try it with my spiritual weapon flying sword!"

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, Liu Meng remained silent. Wang Xiaohu pondered for a moment and said softly.

After saying that, Wang Xiaohu waved his hand and a flying sword of spiritual weapon flew out of his space ring and fell into his palm.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xiaohu used magic to simply refine the spiritual flying sword. He then controlled the spiritual weapon flying sword and entered the gray fog, quietly floating in the gray fog without moving.

As soon as the spiritual weapon flying sword entered the gray mist, a stream of scorching energy rushed into the spiritual weapon flying sword, causing the light of the spiritual weapon flying sword to gradually dim.

A quarter of an hour later, the light on the flying sword of the spiritual weapon disappeared, turning into a pool of metal liquid, falling on the ground.

"The spiritual weapon has good resistance to gray fog. If we can apply mana shield on the spiritual weapon, we should be able to pass through this gray fog area smoothly!"

When the flying sword of the spiritual weapon melted and turned into a pool of metal liquid, Wang Xiaohu said to Zhao Hu and Liu Meng beside him with a calm expression.

After saying that, Wang Xiaohu shouted lightly, and a set of armor appeared outside his body to protect his body. With his palms turned, a small bronze umbrella appeared in his palm. After he inputted his mana, it quickly expanded and turned into a one-meter-diameter bronze umbrella, quietly floating above Wang Xiaohu's head, sprinkling a few lights to protect Wang Xiaohu.

After doing all this, Wang Xiaohu greeted Zhao Hu and Liu Meng and took the lead in entering the gray fog.

As soon as Wang Xiaohu stepped into the gray mist, he felt a scorching breath coming to his face, causing the heat to evaporate on his body, and a stream of water mist rose, and the gray mist also approached Wang Xiaohu's side, as if he wanted to penetrate Wang Xiaohu's body.

At this moment, the bronze umbrella above Wang Xiaohu's head flashed, forming a protective cover, blocking the gray fog outside. Wang Xiaohu was steaming all over and walked towards the depths of the gray fog with a firm step.

When Wang Xiaohu's figure disappeared from the sight of Zhao Hu and Liu Meng, Liu Meng shouted lightly, and the mana in his body was rapidly circulating, and the flame armor appeared, covering and protecting his body. A stream of scorching flames surged out of his body, forming a flame shield outside the flame armor.

After doing all this, Liu Meng greeted Zhao Hu, then took a step and entered the gray fog.

As soon as Liu Meng stepped into the gray fog, he saw the gray fog, like a tide, facing Liu Meng's side. The heat wave came to her, causing the water vapor to simmer in Liu Meng's body and her whole body was wrapped in sweat.

Fortunately, as soon as the gray fog approached the inverted flame shield, it was blocked by the flame shield. It was unable to continue to approach Liu Meng, and it was even more impossible to hurt Liu Meng, allowing Liu Meng to walk smoothly in the gray fog and walk towards the depths of the gray fog.

In a moment, Liu Meng's figure disappeared from Zhao Hu's vision and disappeared.

Seeing Liu Meng's figure disappearing from his vision, Zhao Hu's expression remained unchanged. He shouted lightly, and the mana in his body surged rapidly. The Qilin armor appeared, protecting his body. When his palm flipped, a water curtain talisman appeared in his palm, activated by his input mana, turned into a water curtain, and under his control, it turned into a water curtain shield, surrounding his body.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hu put the water curtain shield and entered the gray mist. A wave of heat hit him. The water curtain shield immediately rose countless white water mists, and the energy of the water curtain shield was also rapidly consumed.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hu's expression moved slightly without any hesitation or hesitation. He immediately took a step forward and galloped towards the depths of the gray fog in the direction where the ancient tomb was located.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

A sound of roar came from far to near, and a gray beast shadow reflected into Zhao Hu's vision, shooting towards Zhao Hu like lightning.

Looking at the gray beast shadow running rapidly, Zhao Hu's expression changed slightly. He shouted lightly, and the flying sword of the spiritual weapon shot out, and with a sharp edge, it slashed hard on the gray beast shadow.

Under the attack of the spiritual weapon flying sword, the gray beast shadow instantly dimmed a lot, and Mercedes-Benz's movements also stopped.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hu did not hesitate or hesitate at all. He commanded the flying sword of the spiritual weapon and continued to launch a fierce attack on the gray beast shadow, making the gray beast shadow dimmer and dimmed, and eventually turned into gray light and disappeared invisible.

As soon as the gray beast shadow was killed, the flying sword of the spiritual weapon returned to Zhao Hu's palm under the control of Zhao Hu.

"This gray beast shadow should be a fog beast! It actually has such strong corrosiveness. In just a moment, the spirituality of the spiritual weapon flying sword has been greatly reduced."

After taking a closer look at the flying sword in the spiritual weapon in his palm, Zhao Hu frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

After talking to himself, Zhao Hu took a step forward and continued to walk towards the depths of the gray fog, which is also the direction where the ancient tomb is located.

Not long after, the water curtain shield outside Zhao Hu's body became only a thin layer under the evaporation of a large amount of hot air, and could break open at any time and disappear invisible.

At this time, Zhao Hu did not hesitate or hesitate at all. He flipped his palm and a water curtain talisman appeared in his palm. The mana was input to activate it, turning into a water curtain, transforming into a water curtain shield, protecting Zhao Hu's body.

After doing all this, Zhao Hu's figure continued to walk towards the depths of the gray fog, and a wolf-shaped fog beast galloped from a distance and rushed towards Zhao Hu's body.

Looking at the wolf-shaped fog beast galloping towards him, Zhao Hu shouted lightly, his magic power surged, and the flying sword in his hand shot out, with a sharp edge, slashed hard on the wolf-shaped fog beast, piercing through the wolf-shaped fog beast, making the wolf-shaped fog beast much dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, the flying sword of the spiritual weapon kept moving, with a sharp edge, constantly piercing through the wolf-shaped fog beast, destroying it, turning it into gray light and disappearing.

The wolf-shaped fog beast was killed, and the spiritual flying sword automatically returned to Zhao Hu's palm. The light dimmed a lot and his spiritual loss was a lot.
Chapter completed!
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