The Bingdou is mysterious, it is actually a bean-shaped magic weapon, and after being injected into the spirit element, it will trigger the prohibition in the magic weapon, making it turn into a Taoist soldier and cut through thorns and thorns for the monk.

And it is precisely because of the infusion of the spirit element that there will be a spirit element connection, between the monk and the Taoist soldier, if the Taoist soldier dies, the controlling monk will also be subjected to different degrees of shock.

Mo Chen took advantage of this, wanting to let the Dao soldiers enter the white mist and explore the reality.

Seeing that the Dao soldiers had completely walked into the white mist, Mo Chen felt it carefully and found that the connection between the Dao soldiers had not been interrupted, obviously this white mist only isolated the divine sense, and did not affect the wandering of the spirit element.

Seeing this, Mo Chen did not immediately let the Dao soldier come back, but let it explore the time of a stick of incense in the white mist, and then withdrew the Dao soldier.

"There doesn't seem to be any defensive inhibition. Mochen turned to the three of them and said.

Since this is the case, the four of them did not hesitate, and walked directly into the white mist.

Mo Chen walked forward slowly, there was nothing unusual, but the white mist was extremely thick, and he couldn't see his five fingers, and even his divine sense was imprisoned in his body.

The five senses are useless in this white mist, and Mochen can only rely on his own senses to keep walking forward.

He held the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in his hand, and secretly carried wind and thunder in both palms, just in case some mysterious creature suddenly rushed out from the shadows.

But fortunately, there was silence in the white mist, and there was no abnormal sound or movement.

Gradually, Mo Chen was pleased to find that the white mist began to thin, and his divine sense could also penetrate his skin, although he was only a few distances around his body, but it also made him feel much more at ease.

Since opening the door to the sea of knowledge, the role of divine consciousness has gone far beyond the eyes.

After all, the eyes can only observe the front, but the divine sense can instantly detect the wind and grass within a radius of tens of zhang, so that the body can react immediately.

Now that the divine sense cannot be used, Mo Chen is also a little unaccustomed.

The ink dust just walked forward, the white mist in front of him began to dissipate, and the familiar sunlight poured in, with a faint warmth.

After making sure that there was no obstacle ahead, Mochen quickened his pace.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the white mist, Mochen only felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning, and there were trees, mountains, and cliffs in front of him, but they all grew horizontally.

The tip of the tree was facing him, the top of the mountain was facing him, and suddenly his feet were empty, and he fell straight ahead.

Only then did he realize that it was not the heaven and the earth that were upside down, and the cliff in front of him was not a cliff, but that he was in the wrong direction, and the towering cliff was actually a vast and endless earth.

Hurriedly adjusted his body, stepped on the void, and fell into the earth.

Mochen looked around, and found that this place seemed to be a mess of stones, or a ruin, around a thick or thin stone pillars towering between heaven and earth, the stone pillars were of different heights, some were dozens of zhang high, some were only one person high, and the ground was full of gravel and sand.

He then looked up, and the endless sea of clouds turned out to be the white mist barrier he had walked before, but he didn't know why, the world inside the white mist was actually flipped, forming a right angle to the outside world, so he would step out of the white mist and fall directly forward.

But what made Mochen frown was that the three of them were not with him.

At the moment, there is no one else around, maybe it is the relationship between the white mist, the divine sense is blocked, and the five senses are useless, just by feeling that there will be a difference in moving forward, thinking that everyone has already dispersed when they enter the white mist.

In the middle of Mo Chen's contemplation and investigation, above the sky, in the vast sea of clouds, suddenly there was an additional figure, this person was just like when Mo Chen entered here, when he stepped out of the sea of clouds, he immediately "forward" and fell.

Slightly surprised, the figure did not move, and smashed directly into the ground in the most domineering way.

Dispelling away the choking smoke and dust, Mo Chen said slowly to the front: "Miss Yuan'er, if you are really domineering." ”

With such a direct way of landing, Mo Chen didn't need to see his face clearly to guess who it was.

Although the demon beast has turned into a demon and learned human etiquette, the wildness in the body is still there, and the temperament is often straightforward, and they like to fight with fists and feet when fighting, and even some direct teeth come in handy.

"What about Lie Yan Liang and the wind?" Demon Yuan'er slowly walked out of the huge pit that was smashed, with a look of indifference, clapped his hands back and forth, and gently patted away the dust on his body.

"I don't know. Mo Chen spread his hands and looked very puzzled: "When I came in, there was no one else around, presumably everyone was scattered everywhere, or we waited here?"

"It's fine. "Demon Yuan'er has no objection, after all, there are many crises here, and one more person is also one more strength, although in this way, everyone will get fewer treasures, but in this kind of strange place, it is naturally important to save one's life first.

Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, only if you have a life can you cultivate immortals.

After the two agreed, they stood there and waited.

But after waiting for a long time, no one has fallen.

"It looks like everyone is scattered. Mo Chen frowned and looked up, during this time, not to mention that Lie Yan Liang and the wind did not follow, even other monks had never seen one.

But who knew that Demon Yuan'er didn't talk, but said thoughtlessly: "You have a breath on you." ”

As she spoke, she was about to bring her face closer to the ink dust, up and down, her two tiger eyes narrowed into a line, and her nose kept sniffing.

"What breath?" Mo Chen hurriedly took a few steps back, not wanting to make too much contact.

Demon Yuan'er was standing upright, and he couldn't move an inch, so he stood in place: "The breath of the demon." ”

"Chameleon, Mirage, Beast?" "Demon Yuan'er was very puzzled: "You are really not a demon clan that can change its body?"

Mo Chen smiled stiffly, he opened his palms, and the thunder spirit yuan around him suddenly converged, forming the appearance of a small spear: "This is my pure spirit yuan thunder method." ”

As far as Mo Chen knew, the exercises of the human race and the demon race could not be interconnected, because the aura of the two envoys was different.

The Terrans can turn the aura into a spirit element, while the demon race will turn the aura into a demon element, and the two conflict with each other.

Seeing this, Demon Yuan'er nodded: "That's really the case." ”

Seeing that her status was noble and her knowledge must be extraordinary, Mo Chen's heart moved, and he blurted out: "Have you ever heard of a human race cultivating demon clan exercises, or a demon clan cultivating human clan exercises?"

"How could it be. But who knew that Demon Yuan'er said categorically: "Practicing the exercises of the two clans will only explode and die, this is an iron law since ancient times, and no one has broken it." ”

Although he had already been mentally prepared for this answer, Mo Chen was still a little lost, and he didn't know why his demon clan holy law was so smooth.

"I'm telling you, don't even think about cultivating demon methods. Seeing Mo Chen's depressed expression, Demon Yuan'er misunderstood the meaning: "I've seen many young talents who want to try the two Dharma practitioners, but they all blow up and don't even have skin left, you still have to die of this heart." ”