Mist clan.

It is a relatively small race among the tens of thousands of races in Wanzu Continent.

Among this race, the strongest Mist King is only in the realm of feudal lord.

In addition to the Fog King, there are three Great Sun Grandmasters, ten Bright Moon Grandmasters, and dozens of Star Grandmasters.

With such strength, in the entire Wanzu Continent, it can only be regarded as a third-rate race.

In the Continent of Ten Thousand Races, a race that has a strong man who has made a king can be called a third-rate race. A race that has a strong man who has made a king can be called a second-rate race.

If there is a strong man who is above the four-step kingship, it can be called a first-class race.

And if there are strong men who are half a step above the imperial realm, they can be called a super race.

In the entire Wanzu Continent, the only ones that can be called super races are the three races and the human race.

As for those races that don't even have strong men who can become feudal lords, they are called inferior races.

The Mist Tribe is considered the lowest race among the third-rate races.

The strength of a race is only comparable to that of a city of the Leopard Clan.

It can be seen how rubbish the Mist Tribe’s strength is.

But no matter how rubbish it is, there is still a strong man who is a feudal lord.

As a result, the Mist Tribe was able to occupy a low-level energy vein in a land like the Continent of Ten Thousand Tribes.

Although, in the human race, energy veins are extremely precious because the human race does not have them.

But among the Ten Thousand Races, energy veins are not considered very precious, especially low-level energy veins, which are simply not valued by some first-rate races.

But for the Mist Tribe, a low-level energy vein is all they have.

The territory of the Mist Clan is thousands of kilometers south of Dragon Slayer City.

Thousands of kilometers, even for a strong person in the Feitian realm, it would take a day to fly there.

But for Li Changsheng, the invincible master, it only took him one or two hours to bring Su Yu close to the realm of the Mist Clan.

These two hours were the reason why Li Changsheng hurried on cautiously.

After all, in the Continent of Ten Thousand Races, the identity of the human race is extremely sensitive. Once discovered, they will be besieged by many powerful men of all races.

Even Li Changsheng, who is the invincible grandmaster, is not willing to be discovered easily.

After all, everyone can, like Su Yu, easily rely on martial arts to change their appearance.

The domain of the Mist Tribe is the same as the name of its race. Looking from a distance, thick fog envelopes the entire territory of the Mist Tribe.

Even with Su Yu's flying eyesight, it is difficult to see through things that are more than a hundred meters in the fog.

Only by relying on the power of the soul can we see clearly what is inside.

Somewhat different from the Leopard Clan, in the Mist Clan's domain, there is no formation or the like to protect the entire race.

After all, for the fog tribe, these natural fogs are the best protection.

In the mist, every strong man of the Mist Tribe can exert one hundred and two percent of his strength. Although for the strong men in the master realm, these mist lose some effects.

But after all, the Mist tribe still has a powerful feudal lord sitting in charge, and some powerful masters are still unwilling to easily provoke the big one.

Unless it's a strong race, that race can't look down on the Mist tribe's three melons and two dates.

Therefore, the Mist tribe is living a somewhat comfortable life in the Continent of Ten Thousand Tribes.

Except sometimes when the three tribes recruit strong men to invade the human race.

Others are very good.

Li Changsheng took Su Yu into the Mist Clan and came to a stop on a big tree.

"What are you going to do next?"

After an hour or two of traveling, Li Changsheng gradually felt calmer.

Although he still wanted to kill the Fog King in his heart, the presence of Su Yu forced Li Changsheng to force himself to calm down.

Su Yu exuded the power of his soul and felt the surrounding situation.

Li Changsheng on the side looked at Su Yu in surprise.

"The power of the soul?"

Su Yu chuckled and said nothing, just quietly surveying.

Feeling the power of the soul emanating from Su Yu, Li Changsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"This guy's talent is so monstrous!"

You must know that the power of the soul is something that only a strong master can condense, and Su Yu actually successfully condensed it in the middle stage of Feitian realm. It has to be said that such a talent is truly unparalleled.

Looking at Su Yu, Li Changsheng suddenly had an idea in his mind.

"Perhaps this guy can really bring hope to Qianlong Academy!"

Soon, Su Yu recovered from the detection.

"There are seven or eight secret whistles of the Fog Clan around. Although the fog of the Fog Clan is a natural formation and few people come in, there are still secret whistles."

Su Yu said.

"But these secret sentries are at most the Golden Body Realm. When we came in, they didn't notice it at all."

Su Yu smiled slightly.

To be honest, these secret sentries of the Mist Clan are just to observe whether any strong men from other races below the master level enter the Mist Clan.

At the same time, observe the purpose of those who enter the Mist Clan.

As for the strong ones in the master realm, the Mist Clan doesn't care at all.

First of all, there are not many strong masters in the Mist tribe. They are just a third-rate and bottom race. It is not easy to offend a strong master.

Secondly, it is too easy for a strong master to enter the Mist Clan.

The Mist Clan does not have that many powerful masters to do these things.

After all, in the Mist Clan, the status of powerful masters is extremely high, so it is impossible to let these people serve as secret sentries.

Even if it exists, it is placed in some important places.

The border is not a place where some strong masters can sit in command.

Li Changsheng nodded.

"So, what are your thoughts?"

Li Changsheng knew very well that his position was that of a protector.

Although I really want to rush in and kill the Fog King now, that is not realistic after all.

Not saying whether he could kill the Mist King, he walked in arrogantly, and there were so many strong men from the Mist Clan, including a feudal lord, three Great Sun Grandmasters, ten Bright Moon Grandmasters, and dozens of Star Grandmasters.

They join forces together, and even if they are the invincible masters, they will only end up falling.

Although Li Changsheng had obvious murderous intentions, he was not a fool.

If you want to successfully kill the Mist King, you need to think long term.

Su Yu pondered for a moment.

"The identities of these secret whistles are not very good. If they were transformed into their bodies, they might not be able to reach the core."

"According to my plan, I will enter the energy veins of the Mist Clan and use the same method I used to escape from the Leopard Clan."

"Detonate the energy veins and cause the Mist Tribe to lose some strong men. Then, Teacher Li, it will be the best time for you to take action."

Li Changsheng nodded and said.

"This method is good, but the thing to note is that I must be

Take action the moment you detonate it, otherwise once the explosion of the energy vein disappears, those strong men will take action together, and neither of us will be able to escape."

“Also, something else to note is”

Li Changsheng was silent for a moment, and then continued, "I cannot approach the core area of ​​the Mist Clan."

Su Yu frowned slightly and said, "Why? With your strength, Teacher Li, if you want to hide, no one in the Mist Clan should be able to know."

You must know that Li Changsheng hid in front of Lord Lei Bao. If Li Changsheng had not exposed himself, Lord Lei Bao would not have been able to find Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng shook his head and said.

"It's different. The strong men of the Fog Clan are inherently stronger when it comes to the divine soul. Although the strength of the Fog King is not as good as that of Thunder Baohou, in terms of the power of the divine soul, he definitely surpasses Lei Baohou."

"If I get close, I will be easily discovered."

"That was it last time."

When he mentioned the last three words, Li Changsheng couldn't help clenching his fists.

Su Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and said.
To be continued...