Chapter 1287

When Chu Yan stepped over the bronze door, he could not help frowning and muttering: "why is the smoke so thick?"

In front of him, the smoke was rolling.

It's not the black smoke of evil, but the light smoke of burning straw and firewood.

It's just that the smoke has no temperature and it's not choking.

Otherwise, Chu Yan would definitely think that someone put a big fire here.

Although it won't make people cry, it's hard to see the scene clearly.

The people who came in before them in Chu Yan can no longer be seen.

Chu Yan said to wusilanma and Puyang, "follow me closely..."

Voice did not fall, Chu Yan found, behind the two disappeared.

As soon as his eyes were fixed, Chu Yan's divine consciousness immediately spread.

When crossing the bronze gate, Chu Yan clearly felt that wusilanma and Puyang Yi were walking a step behind him.

And for a moment, he didn't feel the slightest movement of someone taking them away.

If someone can do it under the eyes of Chu Yan, then his realm and strength are absolutely far superior to Chu Yan.

In this case, there is no reason to let Chu Yan alone.

But now, wusilan Ma and Puyang Yi really disappeared in front of Chu Yan's eyes.

Even the divine sense can't catch their whereabouts.

As if the two men, behind him, disappeared out of thin air.

When he found that he could not find them, Chu Yan immediately backed away.

He remembered that after stepping into the bronze door, he had only taken five steps.

But at this time, he even stepped back, but still surrounded by the smoke.

The bronze door seemed to have disappeared.

He seems to be trapped in a strange space.

Around the smoke surging, as if there was a grimace inside, grinning at him.

Chu Yan slowly stood upright.

After the bronze door, there are some gateways.

The smog is really not ordinary fog.

At this time, since we don't know what means, we should start from the most basic.

First, make sure you're not in a fantasy.

Chu Yan's fingertips condensed a silk like aura, which slowly penetrated into the surrounding void.

The light luster of Lingqi silk thread reflected his face in the thick fog.

……

Li Mo, who was the first to rush in, had already found that the monks who followed him had disappeared.

"Oh, it's a simple array. Do you want to trap me?" With a sneer and a shake of his arm, Li Mo made a bow pulling and archery gesture in the air.

Golden light, showing a fierce momentum, in a flash, condensed into a bow and arrow in his hands.

"Through the clouds!"

A sharp drink, in his hands of the arrow, a blue light, from the arrow feather flow to the tip of the arrow.

A kind of oppression before the thunderstorm in midsummer suddenly appeared from the long arrow.

An arrow shot out into the fog.

At first, there was no change.

However, Li Mo's face was full of self-confidence without any confusion.

At the corner of his mouth, he even gave a sneer.

A moment later, it was like a surge of thunder.

A roar came from the deep fog in front of him.

Suddenly, the thick fog collapsed and dissipated, revealing a broken wall and a big hole.

"Well, how can a dead man stop me?"

After finishing this sentence, Li Mo didn't know what he thought of. He showed a look of resentment on his face, swearing, and walked towards the big hole that was shot out by himself.

Just two steps ahead, his face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

A moment later, the surprise turned into a surprise.

Li Mo's breathing became heavy at this time.

His eyes twinkled, and he rushed to the hole in the wall.

As he ran forward, the more excited he was.

When he rushed to the wall, his body began to shake.

"No mistake! Absolutely not wrong! It's Aura! What a strong Aura! What an Aura

In ecstasy, Li Mo couldn't help roaring.

This simple wall must be an antique of 20000 years ago.

The hole broken by Li Mo is about the size of a washbasin.

At the moment, the aura, which was almost as thick as jade liquid, was pouring out of the hole.

Standing in front of the wall and taking a deep breath, Li Mo felt as if he was standing in the spirit spring. Oh no, it was the source of the spirit waterfall!

The pores of his whole body seem to stretch out at this moment, and his internal organs are all more comfortable than ever.

"If such a rich aura is scattered from the spirit stone, isn't it as big as a mountain?

If it's not a spirit stone, it's also an extremely rare treasure!

With such a treasure, it's easy for Li Mo to step into the heart of heaven!

As long as you can be in heaven's mood, Qian Cheng is nothing!

At that time, even without him, I can enter Ziwei gate!

Even if I can't enter Ziwei gate, I will be satisfied if I can enter tianxinjing! "

After reading this, Li Mo felt that his back was numb with excitement. At the moment, he removed the hole so that one person could drill into it.

At the same time, he could feel that as the hole became bigger, the aura became stronger.

Later, it was just like a wave of aura, sweeping, washing his body.

Every muscle and hair of his body seemed to be cheering.

After he expanded the hole, Li Mo couldn't wait to get in.

When he plunges his head into it, he feels as if he has jumped into the sea of aura.

In front of him, it was a spirit stone that could almost be described as towering into the cloud!

The reason why he didn't see it before was that the hole was at the bottom of the spirit stone and blocked his view.

Now, Li Mo can see the stone clearly.

The spirit stone is so high that he can't see the top even if his neck is sour.

"Developed, developed!"

Li Mo laughs.

At this moment, he seemed to be crazy, and his whole body fell on the spirit stone, then hit it on the surface with his head.

Every time, I tried my best.

He smashed the spirit stone and tried his best to get his head in. He was still chanting: "I want to absorb the spirit of the spirit stone, I want to absorb it... I want to absorb it..."

……

"The fog is a little thick." After discovering that the person in front of him was missing, Ma Cheng took out his long sword.

The sword is three feet long. There are two long and thin hollows on the body of the sword, which makes the sword look like a three edged thorn.

This long sword was a gift from a younger martial sister who admired him when he was promoted to diyuanjing.

Ma Cheng still remembers the bright eyes of the younger martial sister.

However, with the improvement of his realm, Ma Cheng gradually felt that this spiritual weapon was no longer worthy of his present realm.

"If I had a high-level spirit weapon when I was just on the warship, where would I need to be humiliated by Li Mo?" Ma Cheng gritted his teeth and clenched the hilt.