Moreover, the entire white mist was rolling and surging, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake.
The first array core, broken!
He Xi did not stop and quickly headed for the second center of the formation.
The location of the second center of the formation was relatively remote. As He Xi approached the center of the formation, he couldn't help but shiver.
It's so cold here. Although it's cold in the white fog, it seems to be several times colder than other places.
Moreover, no matter how thick the white fog was in other places, the line of sight could at least reach about three meters.
But the white fog here is so thick that you can hardly see your hand in front of you.
He Xi wiped the moisture off her face and felt the icy cold air penetrating into her bones. Her hair and clothes were wet. In order to resist the cold, she could only continuously consume her internal energy.
Even with her profound internal strength, she was a little overwhelmed at this moment.
He Xi no longer hesitated and swung the Purple Netherworld in his hand instantly. There was a "crash" sound, and without any surprise, the sound of the formation's eye breaking came from the white fog.
The white mist in the air was swirling even more violently. The powerful force that absorbed spiritual energy made He Xi's meridians throughout his body tremble.
How could she dare to stay? She turned around and was about to leave.
However, just as he was about to use his Qinggong, He Xi's expression suddenly changed, and his figure retreated several steps like a phantom.
The thick fog before her eyes was still pitch dark, and she could only vaguely see a tall figure slowly approaching her.
Just when He Xi was in doubt, he heard a man's deep, powerful voice with a cold and murderous aura: "Who told you to move the formation's eye?"
He Xi was shocked. This person actually knew that this was the center of the formation
She frowned and pondered for a while, without answering the man's words, she stepped forward and flew out like a bird.
"Want to run?" The man's voice was full of sneer and disdain.
He Xi felt that as soon as he jumped into the air, an invisible force wrapped around his ankles and pulled him back.
This time, a look of surprise finally appeared on Hexi's face.
She waved her right hand without hesitation, and a purple shadow rushed towards the figure in the thick fog.
The purple vines kept shaking and circling in the air. As the spiritual power in the thick fog was absorbed, they became more and more powerful. When they flew in front of the man, they were like a small storm, howling as if to tear the man to pieces.
However, the situation that Hexi expected, that the man would be torn into pieces, did not occur.
She heard a low and puzzled voice: "Huh?", and then Zi Ming You Luo was actually grabbed by the man with one hand, and fell a few times, completely unable to move.
He Xi was startled, and before he could react, his whole body seemed to be sucked by a huge force, and he stumbled forward violently.
"Bang—" A violent collision made He Xi feel dizzy.
There was a cold breath of white mist in his mouth and nose, as well as a strange masculine scent that was cold, domineering and overbearing.
"A mere low-level warrior can actually drive the Purple Netherworld Vase... Hehe!" A deep and hoarse voice sounded above the head. Although it was a chuckle, it brought a chill that made people's hair stand on end. "Tell me, who told you the location of the array's center!"
He Xi raised his head and saw a handsome face as if it had been carved by an axe or a knife.
This man was only about 24 or 25 years old, dressed in black. He had a handsome face, but his eyes and eyebrows contained an endless cold and murderous aura, as if he was a cold-blooded killer who had walked out of the Red Lotus Hell. (To be continued)