Half a month later, Yuan Dian flew over a large distance without any danger, stopped on a land block with a radius of 100 zhang, confirmed his location, and said secretly in his heart: "From now on, even if you walk halfway, if there is no accident, you should be able to fly out of the Xuanhuang Trench in two or three months." ”

After looking around, he didn't see any huge land blocks, Yuan Dian immediately continued to fly forward, looking at the large and small land blocks suspended in the void around him, all kinds of questions kept appearing in his heart, which really made him puzzled.

"What kind of place is the Xuanhuang Heavenly Moat? Is this really communicating with the starry sky, or is it communicating with the upper domain?"

"Why are the chances encountered here all the late-stage tribulation immortals of the Great Heavenly Tribulation?

"The vast majority of the land blocks above the entire Xuanhuang Heavenly Trench are barren, but why are some of the land blocks full of life?"

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One by one, the questions surfaced in his mind, and Yuan Dian couldn't figure them out for a while, so he could only keep them in his heart and leave them for exploration when he had the opportunity in the future.

Continuing to move forward, watching the large and small land blocks move rapidly towards his rear, Yuan Dian felt as if he was shuttling through the void, and a different kind of emotion also appeared in his heart.

And unconsciously, Yuan Dian found that a faint layer of white mist appeared around him, and Yuan Dian didn't care about it at first, but when he looked at it from a distance, the white mist in front of him was almost substantial, and suddenly stopped, and a bad thought appeared in his heart: "Fog disaster, is this the soul burial fog disaster?"

There are three major natural disasters that everyone knows about in the Xuanhuang moat. The Burial Island Wind Disaster, the Burial Soul Mist Disaster, and the Burial Soul Rain Disaster, the Burial Island Wind Disaster will annihilate large and small land blocks. Like the overlord in the Xuanhuang Heavenly Moat, he can destroy the place where he passes.

The funeral rain disaster is said to be a torrential rain in the Xuanhuang moat. Wherever this kind of calamity passes, no matter what race or cultivation, as long as there are living beings, things with vitality will be annihilated under the heavy rain and disappear forever.

It is the existence of the wind disaster and the funeral rain disaster on the burial island that shaped the Xuanhuang moat into a lifeless place.

Normally, when monks enter the Xuanhuang Heavenly Trench Trial, they all have one way or another to discover these two natural disasters first, once they are discovered. Will dodge early in advance.

However, compared to the wind disaster and the rain disaster, the Soul Burial Mist Disaster is even more strange in the Xuanhuang Heavenly Moat, and the monks are often unaware of it when it appears, but after they are aware of it, it is probably too late, and they are already deeply immersed in it.

The Soul Burial Mist Disaster is a strange disaster, once a cultivator is deeply trapped in it, he will not be able to escape by himself, no matter how strong your cultivation is, it will not be able to perform under this kind of fog calamity. And you will feel your own three souls slowly detached from your body, and then consumed by the fog and become a lifeless corpse.

At this time, looking at the white fog around him, Yuan Dian was also in a cold sweat. If the surrounding area is really a soul burial fog disaster, then today he is not only in trouble, but his life is in danger.

Thinking of this, Yuan Dian immediately flew towards the thin mist. In order to get out of these white fogs around him, but what made him helpless was that he had fallen into these white fogs at this time. No matter how wild you fly, there is white fog all around. It is impossible to discern the direction at all.

And at this moment, Yuan Dian suddenly felt that his three souls and seven spirits, and the Yuan Shen were all trembling, and there was a sign of instability.

"Soul Burial Mist Disaster, this is definitely the Soul Burial Fog Disaster. After confirming that he had fallen into the Soul Burial Mist Disaster, Yuan Dian immediately called out loudly to the Fire Master: "Fire Master, Fire Master, the younger generation is deeply trapped in the Soul Burial Mist Disaster, and the three souls and seven spirits are already unstable, please advise me on how to deal with it?"

"What's the hurry, what's the hurry? Grandma's bear thing, isn't it just the Soul Burial Mist? As soon as Yuan Dian's words fell, Huo Ye appeared on top of the Ancestor Ding and faced Yuan Dian is total.

Hearing Huo Ye say this, Yuan Pawn was really crazy, and said with a look of anxiety on his face: "Huo Ye, you are really an uncle, when is this, you still have the heart to count the juniors, if the three souls and seven spirits of the juniors are swallowed by the fog disaster, you will be finished." ”

"Boy, don't threaten the old man here. In response, Huo Ye blamed Yuan Dian unhurriedly: "Boy, it seems that you are really frightened by the burial soul fog disaster, you have your own way to save yourself, do you still need to call the old man?"

"Do I have a way to save myself?"

"Stupid, Ziyuan Soul Protector Pill. ”

"Purple Cloud Soul Protector Pill? Hearing Huo Ye's reminder, Yuan Dian also blamed himself, and then quickly took out a jade box.

Leng Yuerou's master, that Shui Ziyan senior once gave some pills, including two Ziyuan Soul Protector Pills, that kind of pill is extremely special, it can protect the monk's Yuan Shen Soul from harm, even if it is the Returning Immortal Period, it is helpless.

Under the Soul Burial Mist Tribulation just now, Yuan Dian paid more attention to the horror of the Mist Calamity and his dependence on the Fire Master, and even forgot that he had this elixir.

Opening the jade box and seeing the two round black pills inside, Yuan Dian instantly thought of Leng Yuerou, but at this time, he couldn't think more, took out a Ziyuan Soul Protector Pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The pill melted in the mouth, turning into a Dao purple mang and entering the surroundings of Yuan Dian's three souls and seven spirits, firmly guarding the Yuan Shen, and the trembling feeling that was getting heavier and heavier just now disappeared immediately, and Yuan Dian recovered as usual.

"It's really Bao Dan, can you fight against the Soul Burial Mist Disaster?" After feeling that he was no longer affected, Yuan Dian also sighed, but at this time, the fire master taught Yuan Dian a lesson: "Boy, I am also a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, why is my state of mind still like this, I think about the old man when I encounter a crisis, it seems that the old man needs to disappear for a while, if this continues, you will be harmed by the old man sooner or later." ”

In the Xuanhuang Heavenly Trench, Huo Ye is indispensable, although he knows that Huo Ye will not really give up on himself, but if there is no help from Huo Ye, Yuan Dian will inevitably suffer a lot, hearing Huo Ye say this, Yuan Dian also asked again and again:

"Don't, Master Huo, don't disappear, the juniors were also flustered just now, and for a while they forgot about the Ziyuan Soul Protector Pill, the juniors promised that they would solve the crisis themselves as soon as they encountered it in the future, and they really had no other way to ask you for advice. ”

"Okay, the old man will talk about it casually, but boy, you really have to pay attention to this matter, the old man will not accompany you for a lifetime. In the face of Yuan Dian's request, Huo Ye waved his hand and said with emotion.

After hearing Huo Ye say this, Yuan Dian nodded, and then looked around, checking the surrounding Soul Burial Mist Disaster.

Yuan Dian was already unaffected, and under the operation of mana, he could naturally see the surroundings clearly, but the white mist was boundless, and even if he operated the Spirit Beginning to distinguish the Heavenly Technique, he could only see the surrounding range of hundreds of zhang.

From time to time, he saw the edges of the land blocks passing in front of him, Yuan Dian also knew that he was moving with the Soul Burial Mist Disaster, as for the direction of movement, it was impossible to determine, in this case, he had no other way but to remain still, let himself float, and hope that the Soul Burial Mist Disaster would end.

According to the time estimate, Yuan Dian has been trapped in the fog disaster for more than five hours, but the soul burial fog disaster has no trace of the end, and Yuan Dian is also in a hurry.

Although the Purple Cloud Soul Protector Pill can protect himself from the erosion of the fog disaster, the duration of the medicine is limited, at most it is only three days, if the three days pass, he has to swallow another pill, if the two pills are swallowed, the fog disaster is still not over, then he can only wait for death.

Just when Yuan Dian was in a hurry, there was a scene in the Soul Burial Mist that surprised him.

In the place where it could be seen clearly, a well-preserved monk corpse slowly floated over, and when the corpse approached, Yuan Dian could clearly see the person's face, his eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, and his eyes were gray, and he had long lost any brilliance.

Looking at this corpse, Yuan Dian also secretly thought in his heart: "I lost the soul of the Yuan Shen, and I don't know how long I have been dead, obviously I died in this burial soul fog disaster." ”

Not long after the appearance of this man's corpse, the corpse of a monk with a lion's head and a human body appeared in front of his eyes again, floating ten feet in front of him, and slowly disappeared from Yuan Dian's sight.

"That's a member of the Golden Lion Clan, and it seems that he also died in the Soul Burial Mist Plague. After confirming a sentence in his heart, Yuan Dian immediately looked into the distance.

Since then, Yuan Dian has encountered one or two corpses from time to time, including men and women, demons, humans, demons and even Buddhist cultivators, and as time goes by, more and more corpses appear.

Looking at the corpse that had been dead for an unknown amount of time with round eyes, Yuan Dian was shocked in his heart and sighed again and again: "I have devoured so many cultivators, this Soul Mist Disaster is really the tomb of monks, fortunately I have the Ziyuan Soul Protector Pill in my hand, otherwise most of them would be the same as them." ”

Just when Yuan Dian repeatedly lamented the death caused by the Soul Burial Mist Disaster, two figures appeared in front of him again, but these two figures were different from all the corpses Yuan Dian encountered, because they were movable, not dead corpses.

The two figures are dressed in black, one old and one young, the old monk's mana fluctuates and is not obvious, such a scene can only show that this person's cultivation has transcended the silence and entered the immortal return period, and he is an immortal monk.

And the young man is a young man with a mature face, a wide forehead, a cold expression on his face, although his eyes are small, but his eyes reveal a strange glow, and his cultivation is also powerful, and he already has the cultivation of the middle stage of annihilation, and he is on the verge of breaking through.

Seeing such two people, Yuan Dian also exclaimed in his heart: "Ghost cultivators, they are ghost cultivators, and they can move freely in the Soul Burial Mist Disaster, it's really incredible?"

The moment he saw the two of them, Yuan Dian immediately gathered his mana, held his breath, and disguised himself as a dead corpse, hoping not to attract the attention of the two. (To be continued......)