After running aimlessly for nearly half an hour, Chen Qingyang's physical strength finally couldn't support it, and finally fell directly behind a big rock.

"We have to recover from our injuries as soon as possible, and hopefully they have escaped." Chen Qingyang comforted himself, then immediately sat down cross-legged and began to frantically urge "I Ching Tendon" to recover from his injuries.

Time passed quietly, and the surrounding fog still did not dissipate, and it was not until the dark night that Chen Qingyang finally opened his eyes.

Looking down, Chen Qingyang found that the originally sunken sternum had healed automatically at the moment, but there would be a faint labor pain.

Most of the injuries in the body have basically recovered, and such a perverted self-healing ability, if outsiders know about it, they will definitely drop their jaws.

"Gotta go to Madrigal."

Chen Qingyang stood up from the ground suddenly, and he couldn't tell that he was still on the verge of death more than ten hours ago.

Looking at the strange fog around him that still hadn't dissipated, Chen Qingyang subconsciously released his divine thoughts, preparing to probe the surrounding situation.

But in the next moment, Chen Qingyang felt that his divine thoughts were suppressed by a strange force, and he could only barely detect a radius of ten meters.

"No wonder that person couldn't discover my existence before, it turns out that in this mist, there is a mysterious force that suppresses the soul divine thought." Chen Qingyang thought secretly in his heart.

The soul divine thought was suppressed, and Chen Qingyang could only rely on his own feelings, and found a direction at random to continue to attack.

However, his speed didn't dare to be too fast, if that Innate Realm master was still around here, with his current state, he would not be able to escape from under his hands at all.

It's late at night!

From time to time, there were terrifying beast roars around, so that Chen Qingyang could only walk cautiously, not daring to move forward rashly.

After nearly two hours of walking, Chen Qingyang was still in this fog, and there seemed to be no end in front of him, which made him feel a little irritable in his heart.

"What the hell is this?"

Chen Qingyang had asked himself more than the first time in his heart, with his speed, he had run at least fifty kilometers away in the past two hours, but he still hadn't broken out of the fog, as if he was spinning in place.

Could it be that he entered some mysterious formation?

Formation, this kind of magical existence that only exists in ancient Chinese books, to today's modern society, the formation has long been lost, and some people even doubt whether there is really that kind of strange formation in the world.

And now that he was mired in this fog, Chen Qingyang had to suspect that he had mistakenly broken into a confused formation.

After observing for more than ten minutes, the fog was still moving at an extremely slow speed, and Chen Qingyang had no clue at all, so he could only continue to move forward.

After running again for more than half an hour, Chen Qingyang found that the surrounding fog had finally gradually dissipated, and he could vaguely see objects dozens of meters away.

At this moment, a very strange building suddenly appeared in front of Chen Qingyang, just like an ancient sacrificial altar.

The altar is surrounded by a pile of strange stones, forming a strange formation, which gives people an eerie and terrifying feeling from a distance.

Intuition told Chen Qingyang that this place was very dangerous.

But Chen Qingyang had been in this fog for most of the day, and he couldn't find a way out at all, maybe the altar in front of him was the key to his escape.

After thinking about it, Chen Qingyang still cautiously approached the altar and carefully observed it nearby for a while, but he didn't see anything wrong.

Could it be that I am too careful?

At this time, Chen Qingyang was still nearly ten meters away from the altar, and he could vaguely see a strange item placed above the altar, about the size of a fist, with a bronze glow all over it, looking like a small ding.

This altar, from the outside, is full of traces of decay left by the years, and it is obvious that it has existed for a very long time.

And on top of the altar was a strange little ding, and it was obvious that it was not a mortal thing.

For the unknown existence, human beings are full of curiosity, and Chen Qingyang is no exception.

Maybe the small tripod on the altar is really a great treasure, since it is close at hand, Chen Qingyang can't just turn around and leave, right?

Carefully observing the surroundings of the altar, Chen Qingyang made sure that there was no danger, and then he cautiously stepped into the strange stone.

As soon as Chen Qingyang's front foot stepped into the strange rock, suddenly a powerful suction force directly pulled Chen Qingyang in.

"Damn, it's a trap!"

Chen Qingyang scolded in his heart, but it was useless to regret it, his whole person had been pulled into it by a suction.

The next moment, when Chen Qingyang reacted, he found that the surrounding environment had completely changed.

"What's going on?"

Chen Qingyang stood up suddenly, his eyes looking at the cold and dim space in front of him in disbelief.

A pungent smell of blood suddenly broke into Chen Qingyang's nose, he subconsciously raised his head, and the scene in front of him suddenly made him gasp.

It was an unbelievable sight, with countless white bones piled up and making people's scalps tingle, and next to it was a rushing river of blood, and there were even more floating corpses on it.

If there is hell in this world, Chen Qingyang believes that this is definitely hell.

Rao is based on his psychological quality, and when he sees such a terrible scene, his heart is also trembling.

What exactly is this place?

Chen Qingyang stopped in place for a long time, and finally had the courage to take the first step.

He slowly approached the mountain of bones, and to his good fortune, there didn't seem to be any living creatures around.

Bypassing the White Bone Mountain, Chen Qingyang's gaze was once again attracted by something.

Just behind the White Bone Mountain, there was actually an altar that was exactly the same as what Chen Qingyang had seen outside before, the only difference was that the strange little tripod on the altar was floating above the altar at the moment, emitting an eerie purple light.

Could it be that I have hallucinations again?

Chen Qingyang couldn't help but slap his thigh hard, and the sharp pain made his mind more sober.

Since it wasn't a hallucination, how did he end up in this strange space?

And how could there be such a strange altar here?

With strong doubts, Chen Qingyang could only approach the altar with a hard head.

But just as Chen Qingyang had just taken a few steps, a figure suddenly rushed out on the other side of the White Bone Mountain, and a strong and domineering palm wind slapped towards Chen Qingyang.

Although he was on full alert, Chen Qingyang was also taken aback by this sudden sneak attack.

Not daring to hesitate at all, he instantly unleashed the Cloud Dragon Nine Leaps to the extreme, and he was able to escape the catastrophe.

"Haha, it turns out that your kid also broke into here by mistake."

A grim smile rang out all around.

Chen Qingyang turned his head sharply and found that a pair of vicious eyes were staring at him, it was Master Mo who had chased and killed him before.

It's just that Master Mo at this moment looks extremely embarrassed, his body is covered in blood, and his entire left arm has disappeared, and the dripping blood is flowing endlessly.

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