Balian pushed back the handed Yin Guo and said with a smile: "No need."

Corridor Tianyuan was full of changes, and he didn't need to place his own safety on these few extra hidden fruits.

He returned to Yinguo and did not ask Su Chan if he wanted to go with him next time.

And Su Chan seemed to have fallen into some kind of tacit understanding, always maintaining an awkward silence.

After watching Bai Lian and Bai Shaoyan leave with umbrellas, Chen Ming distributed the hidden fruits in the bag to each other, and gave the last one to Su Chan.

He glanced at Su Chan, who was muttering in her eyes and had not returned to her senses. He sighed and put the Yin Guo into her hand.

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"Boom! Boom!!!!"

The sky and the earth were filled with muffled thunder, the sound of undercurrents, and the sky was gray and black, as if the day and dawn would never come again.

The heavy clouds that were originally shot away by Bai Shaoyan's arrow gathered again, as if heavy rain was coming.

Balian doesn't know the specific location of the Corridor Tianyuan, and at this time, he doesn't need to know its location.

Based on the concentration of golden mist in the air in this field of vision, the approximate specific direction can be perceived.

As time passed, Balian became more and more sure that the Kunlun God Lord was really in trouble.

He could clearly feel that the original order and laws in the God's Punishment Forest were collapsing like a sand tower.

This is a sign of the decline of one's godhead.

The deeper he walked into the Forest of God's Punishment, the evil demons he met along the way became higher and higher in level, and their number increased.

Even in the invisible space, which is clearly empty, there are always several beast-like scratches on the surface of the glazed umbrella held by Balian.

Even before they came to the real Corridor Tianyuan, Bai Lian and Bai Shaoyan had to eat a hidden fruit in advance.

The breath disappeared, and the steps could not help but become faster.

The concentration of fog in the air gradually increased to the point where you could barely see your fingers, and even the glass umbrellas were reflected in a light golden color.

Balian knew that even the glass umbrella could no longer block the penetration of the holy power of the thick fog.

He looked sideways at Bai Shaoyan with concern.

Bai Shaoyan shook her head at him and said: "Master, don't worry, I can still hold on. If my body reaches its limit, I will retreat in time so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to the master."

Balian was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "How does it feel to be affected by this golden fog?"

Bai Shaoyan didn't expect Bailian to ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "The bones are like cracks, the muscles and veins are swollen and painful, the soul is turbulent like boiling, the jade palace collapses, the body is like a storm, and it is uncontrollable.

Cloud electric wind lamp, dead gray wood."

It sounds like the realm has been forcibly improved through extraordinary means.

Those with a solid foundation can still suppress the bottleneck of their realm, but some people with shallow cultivation will turn into irrational monsters because they cannot digest the energy in their bodies.
Chapter completed!