The entrance to the Mist-hide Gallery.

What caught my eye was the extremely rich mist, and there was a vast white space between the heaven and earth. Ye Ning fell into silence. Before coming here, he did enough homework and had a certain understanding of the fog-hide corridor.

When Dayu Domain was still in the hands of all races in the fairy world, the Wuxiu Gallery belonged to the Blue Crystal Clan. It was a famous dangerous place, but it was a holy land of the Blue Crystal Clan. The Blue Crystal Clan's face was blue, with wings on the back. When born, they could travel around the sky, proficient in ventilation and water paths, and were extremely powerful. They ranked in the top ten in the list of the Ten Thousand Clans at that time. The Wuxiu Gallery was the best place to cultivate the Blue Crystal Clan's holy fruit, so it was highly valued by the Blue Clan and has always been regarded as a forbidden corpse. The Wuxiu Gallery is

The key to the Lanjing clan members' advancement to the gods is that they have little effect on other tribes, so all tribes let it go. Because of this, when the iron-blooded wilderness was opened, when the wild beasts counterattacked to the Dayu Realm, the Lanjing clan vowed to die, and all the elites in the clans fought to the end. In this battle, there was no one in ten Blue Crystal clans. What's more serious is that they lost the fog hidden fruit that they depended on for their might. When the storage was exhausted and the last god elder fell, the clan fell into a lower tribe and became slavery to other races.

The Blue Crystal Clan is arrogant. Even if they fall to this point, they have not given up taking back the Mist Hidden Gallery.

This time, in addition to the cultivators of the three sects, there was also a young ancestor immortal, Lan Linxian, the young leader of the Blue Crystal Clan. As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, let alone the once extremely brilliant Blue Crystal Clan? The Blue Clan took the initiative to find it and used the information of the Fog Hidden Gallery in his hands as capital to exchange the Fog Hidden Galleries growing inside it! The world has changed, and the number of Fog Hidden Galleries accumulated in the Fog Hidden Galleries today must be very large. With this batch of Fog Hidden Galleries, the Blue Crystal Clan will soon rise among all races in the fairy world. Ye Ning has no intention of controlling the Blue Crystal Clan, so he signed an equal alliance with him and came to Fog Hidden Galleries together.

"Lan Linxian, when you arrive here, you should believe in your sincerity." Ye Ning said: "Tell me everything you know."

Lan Linxian's tender face turned red and said, "Senior, please calm down. It's not my juniors who cherish it. The situation is really like this, so I have to be more cautious."

Xue Yilan frowned, stared at her almond eyes and said, "I'm talking nonsense. Whatever the Lord asks, you will answer! What if the little Blue Crystal Clan is in its prime? Can it resist the anger of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Lan Linxian was silent. At that time, all the Blue Crystal Clan collapsed, and was attacked by a fifteenth-level wild beast. Ye Ning had the Heavenly Emperor poisonous puppet, and his strength was even greater than that of the wild beast that defeated the entire clan. Lan Linxian's little cleverness was indeed a bit out of place at this time. Thinking of this, Lan Linxian felt relieved and smiled and said, "The senior taught me a lesson. Although the Fog Hidden Corridor is magical, our clan has survived in it for nearly a million years, and it can be said that he knows it well. There are three dangers in the Fog Hidden Corridor. The first is thick fog. These thick fog winds cannot dissipate and the fire cannot burn it, which greatly weakens the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator and has certain illusion attacks; the second is extremely cold, and the temperature in the deep corridor is extremely low, and even the Nine Yang Fire will freeze; the third is the rime insect, the size of these insects is hidden in the thick fog, and it is very difficult to deal with by absorbing the spiritual power of the Holy Spirit."

Ye Ning said: "Tell me the solution."

Lan Linxian said: "Our clan was able to live in the fog hidden corridor for a long time, so we naturally developed a method of targeting it. There is no excellent method for thick fog, so we can only try our best to adapt to it; as for extreme cold, our clan has refined a pill that specifically restrains it, the Burning Yang Pill, and you can stay in the extreme depths of the corridor for an hour after taking one pill; for the rime insect, our clan also has a method of targeting it. This insect swallows the spirit, but its body is extremely fragile, and is overcome by the golden way, fire way and other extreme yang heavenly ways."

After saying that, he handed out a jade bottle, which contained the Zhuyang Pill.

Sang Zhangxiang took the jade bottle for granted, opened the bottle plug, and poured out a drop of bright red pill. He put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said, "A good formula, which seems to be a pure yang pill, actually combines a lot of pure yin medicines. Yin and Yang are fusion, and water and fire are combined. No wonder it can withstand extreme cold." After that, he distributed the Burning Yang Pill to everyone one by one.

Ye Ning turned around, patrolled everyone, and said, "Everyone, just like last time, all the rime insects and the wild beasts that may appear on the way will be left to you to solve! I and Yilan went to kill Qu Ru!"

When Feng Jiao fought, everyone was at ease, but the Wanxing Pavilion Shenshanzi died in vain. Feng Qingzi seemed to have aging in an instant, and he became much lonely. He was taciturn all the way. However, when he saw Ye Ning killing Feng Jiao in a very short time, he knew that he had underestimated the other party and felt increasingly lost and regretful.

The three of Wuji Sword Sect also showed a look of surprise and became more respectful to Ye Ning.

After a secret talk with Xue Yilan, the Gin Shenjun Li Yan fell into deep thought. He could not let go of the sect and could not bear to let go of the promises made by Ye Ning, and was very entangled inside.

Everyone hurriedly responded: "Yes, respect Emperor Ye's order!"

"Let's go!" Ye Ning took the lead and fled into the mist.

The more he walked, the thicker the mist became. Ye Ning's spiritual consciousness had been greatly suppressed and could only spread around about. Suddenly, he caught a shadow the size of a thumb and hurriedly said, "Be careful, rime insect!"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream from Qi Lianzi: "Ah! Damn it! He actually sucked away 10% of my divine power!"

Feng Qingzi calmed down and instead exerted the power of the God King. He reacted very quickly, and then he swung his hand and a fireball hit the rime insect. As expected, as Lan Linxian said, the rime insect was very afraid of the fire path, and then turned into ashes after "squeaking" and screaming.

A rime worm actually sucked away one of the magical powers of the peak gods. Such terrifying power of absorption instantly attracted the attention of everyone. If a group of rime worms came, wouldn’t everyone’s divine power be completely absorbed and their spare body was slaughtered?! At this time, if the Fire Armor God King was here, the Fire Cloud Flags were unfolded, enough to resist all the rime worms and protect everyone. Unfortunately, the Fire Armor God King, who had obtained a large amount of resources, began to retreat after Ye Ning entered the first peak, and made every effort to repair the seriously damaged Fire Cloud Flags. Until this time, he still did not leave the seclusion.

Fortunately, there is Sang Zhangxiang!

As soon as his spiritual sense moved, he sacrificed the Pure Yang Furnace, hanging high above his head, releasing a series of fire tongues, flying around everyone. "Papa Papa", the more the more hoarfrost insects went in, they hit the fire tongue, either annihilated ashes, or retreated seriously injured. However, Sang Zhangxiang discovered that the hoarfrost insect could take away his divine power with the power of hitting the fire tongue, so that the consumption of the Pure Yang Furnace was ten times that of usual! In just one stick of incense, Sang Zhangxiang had sweated from his forehead and consumed more than half of his divine power. In this way, everyone moved forward more than two hundred miles.
Chapter completed!