The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Chapter 671 Can't get around
Feng Jing understood what she meant, withdrew the breath spreading in other directions, and sent it towards the glacier with all her heart.

Suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, if that's the case, then didn't Sui Shan hit his chest with all his energy just now?
This picture was a bit too beautiful, Feng Jing quickly shook her head and threw it out of her mind.

Although the soul's breath is not hindered by objects, Feng Jing's nature is fire, and the soul's breath is naturally hot, and it gets colder as he goes into the glacier. The two conflict with each other, making it difficult for him to move forward.

The more this happened, the more interested he was. The slender index finger kept changing, like a butterfly fluttering its wings gently, and like a feather slowly falling, drawing an afterimage in the air.

The afterimage changes again and again, and there is a hint of red faintly.

Yunying looked at it with a good eye, but Su Minglang's voice suddenly came to mind.

"Little Junior Sister, I'm here!"

Yun Ying immediately sent a part of her consciousness into the strand of spiritual consciousness connected to her, but most of her consciousness remained here, watching Feng Jing's wonderful and mysterious seal gesture.

"You are still two hills away from them, why did you make it?" she asked softly.

After pulling out the strand of spiritual consciousness that was in charge of connecting, another strand of spiritual consciousness was born in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, able to see the scenes on both sides of Xian Yuyi and Su Minglang at the same time, and also able to communicate with Su Minglang alone.

This spiritual consciousness has too many effects, so it keeps spinning above her sea of ​​consciousness, almost turning into a small whirlwind, continuously absorbing the uncondensed liquid spiritual consciousness below.

Even Cui Zun didn't quite understand how she did it, but anyway, she condensed such a strange spiritual consciousness without a teacher.It seems that it can no longer be said to be spiritual knowledge, but a magical power that consumes spiritual knowledge to maintain its operation.

Both Su Minglang and Yunying themselves still can't understand what this supernatural power means, and they only focus on the matter in front of them.

"Don't mention it, I'm going to die in this mountain!" Su Minglang panted while supporting the cliff beside him, "The fog here is much thicker than other places, and I'm completely blind now, even you You have to get that wisp of spiritual consciousness in front of your eyes to see clearly what's going on inside!"

"The fog is getting thicker?" Yunying looked out along the ray of spiritual consciousness, and sure enough, there were white flowers all around, and there was no outline of the cliff.

Xian Yuyi mentioned before that there is a divine weapon hidden in Xuanji Peak. Could it be that the dense fog that can shield spiritual consciousness is the function of the divine weapon? Now that they have reached the core area closest to the divine weapon, the fog is so thick that it makes it difficult for people to move forward. .

Yunying put her consciousness into the spiritual consciousness that was fresh from the scar between Yu Yi's eyebrows, looked around, and found that they were walking in a dark cave, and the surroundings were also dim, so they couldn't see clearly.

Yunying withdrew her consciousness, and said to Su Minglang: "They have already entered the cave, and you are still wandering around outside, even if you really circle yourself to death, it is useless."

"Entered the cave?" Su Minglang couldn't believe it, "But I obviously kept an eye on the two of them all the way down!"

Yun Ying also knew that he had always done his best, although he hadn't actively put his consciousness into his spiritual consciousness before, but it was his own spiritual consciousness after all, and the picture was still flashing in her sea of ​​consciousness, so she could still see it.

Carefully recalling the scene at that moment just now, Yun Ying felt that it was still the problem of the thick fog.

(End of this chapter)