Meng Yan's eyes suddenly opened, and his fierce gaze looked around.

Although the place was still filled with a dense fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly, he was still keenly aware of the unusual changes that had happened here.

Zuihou, his gaze fell to the front.

There, it was his most haode brother Rong Triumphant. He had a faint feeling that the change here was from the hand of this good brother.

"Woo woo woo ......"

In the thick fog, there was a sudden terrible whistling sound, as if there was an evil ghost hiding in the fog and roaring and shouting.

If the timid person is here, I am afraid that he will be scared half to death immediately. But Meng Yan only listened for a moment before calming down.

Because he knew that it was a change caused by the boiling of the mist, and the sound of nature, while it sounded strange, it didn't really hurt. As long as you ignore it, you can ignore it completely.

However, just a moment later, Meng Yan's face changed again.

He could see that the fog around him was not only churning rapidly, but also surging in one direction. And at the end of this direction is the location of Rong Triumph.

With a slight flip of his wrist, the long sword had already fallen into his hand, but now the situation was unclear, and he had an inexplicably strong confidence in Rong Kaixuan, so he reluctantly waited for it to change.

The fog was surging faster and faster, and I don't know how long it was, but the fog here was so thin that people could faintly see something.

So, Meng Yan saw it.

Ahead, a slender figure standing on a half-cut tree loomed in the mist.

He is like a needle that fixes the sea, firmly nailed to this place, allowing the surrounding fog to be shrouded and the lake water floating under his feet. But he remained unmoved.

Gradually, the fog became lighter and lighter, and Meng Yan could clearly see what Rong Kaixuan was doing.

He stretched out a hand, a bland palm that seemed to have infinite magic. The mist that permeated the lake was pouring into his palm, and condensed into a swirling fog balloon.

Meng Yan's eyelids twitched a few times, and his gaze as he looked at Rong Kaixuan was full of weirdness.

How did this kid do this?

Rong Kaixuan let out a long breath, his wrist raised slightly, and the fog balloon in his hand suddenly floated. At this time, all his essence and energy had been concentrated in this square inch in front of him. His hands danced gently, drawing indescribably strange lines in the void.

Earlier, in the thick fog, he recalled the wind encountered in the wind tunnel, and suddenly realized something.

The road to simplicity.

No matter how complex and powerful all the changes between heaven and earth are, they are all combined and superimposed by the most basic liliang. And no matter how powerful Liliang is, if it is superimposed to a certain extent, it will definitely be simplified and returned to the basics.

Although the fog that filled the surface of the lake was so strong that even he couldn't tell the difference between the east and the west. But. The fog here is ultimately made up of water-based spells.

Whether it is the dense fog that obscures people's ears and eyes, or the various confusing methods released in the fog, they are all liliang of water spells.

In this case, he has a way to crack it.

As long as you can break the liliang of the water spell. Then the fog will naturally dissipate.

If an ordinary spirit person came here, let alone a peak spirit master, even if it was a peak innate spirit person, he would never want to break out of this misty area.

Although the fog here is only diffused by the most basic water spells. However, when the power of this spell was expanded a thousand times over, its power had reached an unimaginable level.

Maybe. Only a grandmaster-level spirit can dispel the fog if he comes here.

But Rong Kaixuan is completely different from ordinary spirits, not only does he have the ability to go out of his body, he can clearly see the changes of heaven and earth within fifty zhang of his body, and his perception and control of spiritual power are even more extraordinary.

When he began to cast a wind spell that stirred up the dense fog of feng shui around him, the fog here had already stopped trying to imprison his steps any longer.

The blowing and squeezing of the wind system liliang and the attraction and condensation of the water system liliang finally compressed all the confused fog on the lake surface in the square inch in front of Rong Kaixuan.

At this point, Rong Kaixuan was still unwilling.

His eyes flickered, and his whole body seemed to become radiant.

As his hands danced, the fog that had gathered together condensed more and more.

The Gangfeng in the wind tunnel is a powerful existence formed by the condensation of countless wind blades, and now, Rong Kaixuan has borrowed from this to squeeze the mist derived from the water system spell to a limit.

If a certain grandmaster-level powerhouse saw this scene at this moment, he would definitely feel horrified.

Because even if they are strong people of their level, at most they can disperse the dense fog, and as for collecting the dense fog and compressing it to this extent, it is not something that all grandmaster-level spirit masters can do.

Between the flips of the wrists, a series of liliang blessings were blessed on the fog balloon. I don't know how long it took for the mist balloon to finally condense and form.

Rong Kaixuan breathed a sigh of relief, and as he exhaled this breath, the spirit of the whole person became sluggish.

In the palm of his hand, a strange ball floated silently. It was a white sphere, and the sphere itself was not calm, and there were countless mist churning in it. However, no matter how much the fog surges, it cannot break through the surface of the sphere.

Meng Yan looked at Rong Kaixuan in surprise, stretched out his thumb, and said sincerely: "Triumph, amazing." ”

His words came from the heart, without the slightest compliment.

Whoever is able to collect the fog in this large area and compress it into a ball is a remarkable feat.

What's more, today's Rong Kaixuan is just a peak spirit master.

With this little cultivation, he can do such an appalling thing, even if he preaches it, not a few people may believe it.

Rong Kaixuan smiled bitterly, gently threw the ball in his hand, and said, "Brother Meng, the younger brother was also forced to be helpless, so he tried it." Hey. I guess it's good luck to succeed this time. As he spoke, his other hand took out a jade bottle and stuffed the mist balloon into it.

This jade vase is not an extraordinary thing, but it is made of the strongest jade, and it is used to hold this thing at this time, which can be regarded as the best use of the material.

Between the black waters, there is a holy place of ancient ruins.

When the two of them were on the lakeside, they didn't notice the fog at all. But once you enter the lake, you will suddenly trigger the power of heaven and earth. It's just foggy, though. But if it weren't for Rong Triumph, they would have been sad. And although Rong Kaixuan stored the fog easily and freely, he actually did it with all his might, and he used all his comprehension and the perception in the wind tunnel to barely collect the fog and refine it into a ball.

If this fog is twice as dense, then Rong Kaixuan at this time will no longer be able to do anything.

Meng Yan smiled slightly, and when he was about to praise a few words, his ears twitched slightly. Then his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Triumph, be careful." ”

Rong was stunned, and he turned his head. Follow Meng Yan's gaze.

The black water, which had been calm, began to boil, as if there was a raging fire under the lake, boiling the whole lake.

The two of them looked at each other in shock, and there was a hint of horror in their eyes.

The water here is quirky. Ordinary wood will sink if it falls into it. Although the two of them have something to borrow at this time, if something goes wrong with these two small trees, they will be doomed.

Although Rong Kaixuan has just comprehended the simplicity of the road. And the fog is a ball, but there is no certainty that it will be able to survive in the black water.

"Wow. ”

The two of them let out a strange scream in unison, and the true qi in their bodies immediately surged wildly.

The next moment, the two small trees under their feet suddenly began to move forward with all their strength, and rushed towards the island in the middle of the lake in the distance.

After Rong triumphed after the fog turned into a ball, his spirit was already quite tired. However, at this time, he forcibly bred up his spirits and continuously released wind, water, and qi spells.

Clouds of wind formed around them, matching with True Qi to help them move forward as quickly as possible.

At the same time, with the assistance of the water spell, the imprisoning power in the black water seemed to be weakened a lot, and the advance speed of the two small trees was greatly accelerated.

And the qi spell played a great role, and the bodies of Rong Kaixuan and Meng Yan seemed to blend into the surrounding environment and become a part of the air under the blessing of the spell.

Although it was not possible to completely vaporize the two of them, it also made them faster in disguise.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, although the extent of this blackwater lake is endless, the distance between the island in the middle of the lake does not seem to be too far.

However, when they began their journey to the island in the middle of the lake, they were surprised to find that the distance was much larger than they had imagined.

On the surface of the lake, the waves are already churning, and countless bubbles are diffusing from the bottom of the lake, and under the release of these bubbles, the entire lake surface has been affected and affected.

Wave after wave surged, and the waves grew bigger and bigger, and the same magnitude of the wave was turned. Although this is just an inconspicuous lake, the wind and waves on the lake at this time have a faint trace of the power of a storm and tsunami in the depths of the ocean.

"Boom ......"

Countless black waters rose into the sky and slapped towards Rong Kaixuan and Meng Yan.

Meng Yan's expression was solemn, the lake water here was not as usual, he didn't dare to bear the blow of the lake water easily.

However, just as he was about to draw his sword, there was a sudden light in front of him. An invisible wall had been erected in front of the two of them.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

As if the rain hit the plantains, countless black water waves splashed in all directions, but as long as they came within a zhang in front of Meng Yan's body, they would automatically bounce away, as if there was an invisible wall here, guarding their safety.

The mighty black water dissipated from the void and flowed into the great lake that gave birth to them. (To be continued......)