Chapter 311 The power of miasma (please subscribe, please collect)

Chapter 311 The power of miasma (please subscribe, please collect)

The mana mask carefully arranged by Sun Mingsheng to defend against the miasma of the mask and the elixir specially refined to expel the miasma seemed to have not played any role at all.

What needs to be noted is that as Sun Mingsheng continued to penetrate deeper, the miasma around him became more and more intense, and a large number of monks disappeared without a trace after blending into it.

This layer of miasma is the first obstacle to entering the spiritual realm. It is difficult for monks in the foundation building stage, but it is not insurmountable.

In order to prevent the invasion from the miasma as much as possible, he did not hesitate to do anything. The mana in his dantian circulated crazily, and a layer of aqua blue light finally stabilized little by little under the consumption of the miasma.

The miasma that originally invaded the physical body was quickly dissipated under the action of the miasma-dispelling elixir. The dizziness in the spiritual platform disappeared, and sobriety once again gained the upper hand.

"Whoosh" Sun Mingsheng, who was moving forward, only felt a ray of light flashing around him. Because his consciousness was suppressed and weakened in the miasma, he just managed to make a small turn at the last moment. There was a deep wound with visible bone.

"Which fellow Taoist is hiding in the dark and making a sneak attack? Can you show up and see me?" Being attacked without warning, Sun Mingsheng's vigilance was directly raised to the highest peak.

Unfortunately, several attempts ended in failure, and no trace of anything was found within a few feet of him.

The most surprising thing is that apart from that, there was no subsequent attack. This inexplicable attack was as real as a dream.

Every time you delay for a little bit, the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the spiritual realm are disappearing, waiting quietly in place, and they will inevitably continue to face new dangers.

Therefore, after repeated confirmations, Sun Mingsheng continued to move forward decisively. The only difference from before was that he held the fire ax tightly in his hands, ready to deal with crises from all directions.

"Huh?" After walking about a hundred feet, Sun Mingsheng vaguely saw a female cultivator dancing gracefully in the extremely poisonous miasma, showing off her grace through the layers of miasma.

"Is it possible that he fell into an illusion under the attack of miasma and was unable to extricate himself?" Suddenly he had a deeper understanding of the dangers here.

As a light flashed in his mind, it turned out that the so-called attacks he encountered should be similar.

In this short period of time, Sun Mingsheng's mana in his dantian has been consumed by a fifth, and he is still unable to make ends meet.

Although Sun Mingsheng could not persist in the miasma for too long, but just relying on the current intensity of the miasma, it was obvious that he could not deal a fatal blow to the monk and fall into the illusion.

After all, under normal circumstances, when any monk enters a strange and especially dangerous environment, he will naturally not lack the slightest degree of vigilance.

The reputation of the miasma in southern Xinjiang has a good reputation throughout the Song Dynasty's cultivation world. Since I came here to look for opportunities, I naturally have all kinds of preparations.

"There must be other crises that have never been encountered in the miasma. Otherwise, why would this female cultivator who is also in the foundation-building stage fall into such a frequent death situation for no reason?" A brand new idea rose in my mind. .

There are quite a lot of legends about the spiritual realm in the world of cultivation, and various versions of the stories emerge in endlessly, and it is difficult to tell whether they are true or false. However, every time the spiritual realm appears, the dangers it brings are completely different, and there is no reference. the value of.

Before leaving the family, Sun Shengyuan also gave away some of the jade slips he had collected about the spiritual realm. However, after entering the miasma, he discovered that they had no reference significance.

All he can do now is to maintain his combat effectiveness and a little clarity between the spiritual platforms. No matter what kind of danger he encounters, he cannot let himself fall into the invasion of illusions.

"Black-striped ants, go." The mana in Sun Mingsheng's hands fluctuated while he was moving forward. An extremely rich mana swarmed up and hung in the spirit beast bag around his waist. More than a hundred black-striped ants faced this There is no fear in the unknown environment.

Under the command of Sun Mingsheng, he flexibly flapped his wings and disappeared outside the mana shield, trying to pioneer the way.

"Second-grade low-grade black-striped ants can't survive in the miasma? In half a cup of tea, the auras of more than a hundred black-striped ants have all disappeared?" Immediately, a brand new problem came to the door. Faced with this rather difficult situation Sun Mingsheng's brows couldn't help but frown.

Along the way, he faced many dangers. Most of them faced the enemy head-on, and it was quite clear who would win and who would lose.

With the spiritual consciousness suppressed like this, the spiritual insects are also in danger. What they are facing is an unknown situation. How can they be calm?

"Is it the miasma that caused the disappearance of the black-striped ants, or is it some monster beasts with other special effects that live in the miasma?" This doubt has never disappeared.

Starting from the first level of low-grade breeding of black-striped ants, Sun Mingsheng had a sufficient understanding of their habits. Although the miasma in front of him was powerful, there was no way that the black-striped ants would be wiped out in half a cup of tea. The leader among them was It is still a second-level low-grade existence.

"Drink!" A loud shout was heard, and an extremely rich flame suddenly shot out from the Fire Rush Ax in his hand, directly attacking into the endless miasma ahead.

As the saying goes, to alert the snake in the grass, since the opponent has not appeared for a long time, it is better to take the initiative to launch an attack. Facing a strong enemy in the front is always better than a poisonous snake hiding in the dark.

Hot flames entered the miasma, and a series of violent explosions came, but the so-called enemy hidden in the dark never showed up.

Sun Mingsheng's expression became more solemn, and the sense of crisis in his heart not only did not weaken at all, but became more obvious.

The fire rock shield, a defensive spiritual weapon that had not appeared for a long time, had increased in size by about a hundred times, covering its whole body in it to prevent other accidents and provide a basic defense.

In his subconscious understanding, even if he faced a second-level high-grade monster, it was absolutely impossible to completely destroy it in one go.

As long as he can gain a little buffer of time and energy, Sun Mingsheng will naturally be sure to shift the balance of the battle to himself until he achieves the final victory and enters the spiritual realm.

In addition, since he has chosen to come to southern Xinjiang, Sun Mingsheng cannot give up easily. No matter what existence is hidden in the miasma ahead, his only choice is to move forward steadily. The spiritual realm is related to the path of future cultivation. , is a rare opportunity for any monk, maybe it is only this once in a lifetime, and difficulties and obstacles are unstoppable.