Chapter 1254: 1254

The sound is getting closer and closer, and Qingyang can hear it more and more clearly. How to describe the rustling sound? Just like the sound of the corpse eater when they first entered the ruins.

Autophagy? At the thought of this word, Qingyang suddenly turned pale. The situation when he first encountered a corpse eater when he entered the ruins is still fresh in his mind. The wasteland magic lizard was already dead. The ghost leopard immortal, a living man, was surrounded by a corpse eater and gnawed only bones. If he was surrounded, how could he live?

It was really a leak in the house. It happened that the ship was broken in the rain and the first wind. I didn't expect that there were corpse eating insects in the fog. I knew it was so dangerous and didn't come in. Qingyang quickly sacrificed layers of defense outside his body and ran in another direction.

Maybe it was because of the influence of the fog that those corpse eaters didn't notice Qingyang. Maybe Qingyang responded in time and fast enough. The corpse eaters were easily thrown off by him. Therefore, not long after Qingyang ran out, the terrible rustle disappeared behind him. However, Qingyang felt unsafe, so he ran to the front for seven or eight miles, and then stopped.

Standing in the fog, Qingyang was funny. He was also frightened by the corpse eater. He forgot that he still had many means to protect his life. Even if he didn't run, those corpse eaters couldn't hurt him. If he was really surrounded by the corpse eater, he just needed to hide in the drunk immortal Hu.

Even if a small number of corpse eaters are brought into zuixianhu, Qingyang can easily dispose of them. After all, corpse eaters are powerful only when they are in groups. Low-level corpse eaters have no intelligence, and the swarm can't stay in place for a long time.

In this relic, whether Warcraft or ghost insects, there is no threat to Qingyang. The most afraid thing is to meet friars or demon animals that have opened their intelligence. They may see through the secret of drunk Xianhu, but there should be no other friars in this relic.

Now several days have passed. Immortal Guixia is either caught and killed or in a condom. In short, it is unlikely to stay in the ruins. Immortal Guihe is worried that youmu Zhenjun is looking for trouble and should also leave the ruins and run away. In this way, Qingyang himself may be among the ruins.

This relic hasn't been visited by a monk for hundreds of years. Besides Jiuzi ghost lotus, there may be other treasures. If you search carefully, you can at least make a small fortune. It's a pity that you are still trapped in this fog. It's a problem whether you can go out or not. How can you care about treasure hunting?

Thinking of the fog, Qingyang was suddenly stunned. He didn't pay attention before. Now the more he looked, the more he felt that the fog around him was different from before. How to say, the fog seemed thinner than before. Although it could still block his sight and block his mind, his visibility may be higher. In the past, he could barely see more than one foot. Now he can see four or five feet.

In other words, the fog here is not invariable. Some places are rich and some places are thin. This discovery makes Qingyang overjoyed and continues to move forward. Maybe the fog will change more. If the fog disappears completely, won't you be saved?

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Of course, there is another possibility. The fog is only used to confuse people outside, and it may be more dangerous in the middle. However, the danger is only speculation, not necessarily. Anyway, there is nothing to do. Instead of staying here and waiting for death, it's better to take a risk and maybe be saved.

Thinking of this, Qingyang slightly confirmed the position and direction, and then continued to walk forward with great strides. Qingyang's judgment is right. As he moves forward, the fog around him becomes thinner and thinner. After seven or eight miles, the visibility in the fog has increased to two or three feet. Although his mind still can't be released, Qingyang's eyes can see the surrounding scenery.

Just before the dawn, Qingyang could not help quickening his pace. After drinking tea Kung Fu, he moved forward more than ten miles. At this time, the fog around him had thinned to the extreme, his eyes were not affected, and even his mind could be released freely.

When Qingyang looked up, he had a panoramic view of the situation within a few miles. No matter how far away he was, he could not see clearly, and the fog gradually increased. In other words, the area within a few miles of Qingyang's vision was the area with the least fog, just like it was surrounded by fog.

Qingyang couldn't figure out why there was a place shrouded in fog. He didn't understand why the center of the fog could be seen clearly. If the fog outside was a hidden trace array, he couldn't find any traces of artificial arrangement. If all this was formed naturally, the naturally formed fog circle would be too uncanny.

The mind can be used, and the eyes are not limited. Qingyang's heart is relieved, and he has a grasp of re mastering his own safety. Whether there is danger here or not, at least his eyes are not as black as before. However, he only reached the center of the fog and did not completely leave the fog area. He was only temporarily safe, but he was still not out of danger.

If you come, you'll be at ease. Anyway, you can't find a way to leave for a while. You'd better look around first. Qingyang takes back his mood and looks around. The place where he can see is desolate. He can only see the diffuse black sand and strange stones, without any green vegetation.

In the center, there was a dark hole with a diameter of about five or six feet. There was a faint cold wind and bursts of whistling sound. I didn't know what was inside.

Qingyang walked around the entrance several times and didn't find any danger. Finally, he couldn't help but be curious and walked down the entrance. Anyway, he had drunk immortal gourd with him. It's a big deal to hide in in case of danger. It's said that the golden elixir realm is the most powerful among the ruins. No enemy should be fast enough to prevent him from entering drunk immortal gourd.

Qingyang walked slowly down the hole and looked carefully. For the first time in this place, who knows what danger is hidden inside, it's better to be careful, not to mention anything else. There may be a corpse eater in this cave.

The lower the temperature, the lower the temperature in the cave. Just a few tens of feet later, the surrounding temperature has dropped to the freezing point. Further down, ice and frost can be seen on the walls of the cave. The cold is pressing. Even wearing clothes, you feel cold all over. Qingyang has to form a Zhenyuan shield outside the body to resist the growing cold, But looking at this cave, it seems that it is still very early from the bottom. I really don't know how cold it will be at the bottom of the cave.

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