The sea fog filled the sky, and a giant island looming in the fog seemed to be suspended above the sea.
Such a majestic sight was not just for the demon clan, but almost all the monks in the Blue Algae Sea were shocked by the scene that appeared in front of them!
Both the human race and the demon race monks almost unanimously gave up their fight with each other and began to fly away quickly towards the location of the giant island.
"Princess?"
General Meng and others looked at the countless escaping lights on the blue algae sea flying towards the floating island, and couldn't help but eagerly asked the princess for instructions.
There was a trace of hesitation on Princess Siren's face, but she finally made up her mind and said: "This is the cave ruins of a great human being with supernatural powers. Let's go to the island!"
General Meng and others looked happy, but they heard the princess say: "Instruct your children to go down, and Lan Ruiting is still looking for her!"
Yang Junshan also immediately discovered the floating giant island that suddenly appeared on the sea. Although Yang Junshan had never seen Tianxian Mansion, the moment the giant island appeared, Yang Junshan could almost determine the location of Tianxian Mansion. The ruins are on the giant island.
Naturally, Yang Junshan would not neglect him. The moment the giant island appeared, he flew towards the diffuse sea fog. He even saw Haiyue Pavilion monk Ke Wuequan and others from a distance who were also flying towards the sea fog. People, and even the Demon Clan's Escape were mixed in, but everyone maintained a tacit understanding with each other and did not attack each other.
The mist constantly changes shape above the sea, like a monster with teeth and claws, swallowing the escaping light into its belly.
The moment Yang Junshan broke into the fog, he lost all traces of the monks and demon cultivators who entered the fog with him. The feeling of weightlessness suddenly came. The world in his field of vision was completely white, and he could not see very far away. His soul thought As if being shielded, even the spiritual energy fluctuations seemed to be absorbed by the diffuse mist. It was impossible to identify the direction here, and it was even impossible to judge up, down, left, and right.
Yang Junshan's eyes were filled with frost. He used the secret technique of pupil technique to the extreme, but it only extended the distance of his sight by that much. This was the second time that Yang Junshan's Guanghan spiritual eyes failed. The first time was there. On the body of the Siren Princess, Yang Junshan was still unable to see clearly the body and legs of the princess.
Yang Junshan admired in his heart that in the ordinary fog, the monks could not distinguish the direction at most, but at this time in the fog, Yang Junshan's body was turned straight, it seemed that he was head and feet, but in fact he himself had no movement at all. That uncomfortable feeling.
An apricot-yellow formation flag appeared in Yang Junshan's hand. This formation chess piece was carefully refined by Yang Junshan. It can be said that it was a fusion of his many years of hard work in studying formation techniques.
Sure enough, as Yang Junshan waved the formation flag in his hand, Yuanci Baoguang swept out from the formation flag, pushing the surrounding white mist to the periphery, with himself as the center, forming a forty or fifty feet in radius. It is difficult to open up space, and although it is still difficult for Yang Junshan to distinguish the direction because the surroundings are still surrounded by white mist, the feeling of weightlessness has disappeared. At least he can now judge where the sky is. It's the sea.
In desperation, Yang Junshan had no choice but to choose a direction to move forward. Unexpectedly, there was a faint scream in front of him, and the mist that had been pushed away suddenly compressed inward. Yang Junshan's heart felt dark, and a cold light had broken through the white mist. He hit Yang Junshan directly
Come.
Yang Junshan snorted coldly and had already stepped aside. However, this cold light was obviously unable to adapt flexibly because it did not follow the spiritual consciousness. It was so easily dodged by Yang Junshan, followed by a hasty figure. Entering the space created by Yang Junshan that is not blocked by fog.
This person was running around like a headless fly in the fog. He might have been attacked by others along the way, so he seemed to be in a panic. When he broke into this place, his originally blurry vision suddenly became clear, which made him a little stunned for a moment. But it took just such an instant to kill him. Yang Junshan suddenly pointed out a finger. By the time the man reacted, the finger force had already touched his eyebrows from a distance.
"It's you-"
The man only had time to say these two words, and the expression on his face froze instantly, and then the whole person fell downwards from mid-air.
Yang Junshan fished it out casually and put away the storage magic weapon on the man's wrist, but the magic weapon that the man had before had self-destructed with his death.
The corpse fell forty or fifty feet from mid-air and landed in the surrounding fog, causing the fog to sway for a while. However, the corpse immediately floated and actually floated up from below again. The ups and downs.
Yang Junshan was surprised, thinking that the ground was the sea. He was just wondering why he didn't hear the sound of water. Then his body sank downwards, and the space surrounding the mist also sank with his figure, and the mist undulated. The uncertain corpse also sank. Wherever there was the sea, there was still a vast fog. However, the fog not only blocked the monk's vision and spiritual awareness, but also made people lose weight in it. The man's body was just in the fog. It's just suspended out of thin air in the fog.
However, as the body turned over, Yang Junshan saw this person's face several times, but he had an impression for a while. This person should have also stayed on Haiya Island, but as the most transcendent person at that time, he recognized There are many people in Yang Junshan, but Yang Junshan cannot remember everyone.
He casually crushed the man's stored magic weapon into pieces. About half of the contents inside were scattered, but there were not many treasures that Yang Junshan could appreciate. This man only had the cultivation level of Xuan Gang Realm. From the looks of it, He should also be a casual cultivator, and his net worth is not very rich, but there are twenty or thirty jade bottles filled with elixirs. It seems that he comes from the Lan family on Haiya Island. It seems that he was under the great melee at that time. What you get from fishing in troubled waters is that most of the elixirs inside are of spiritual level and are of no great use in Yang Junshan.
He casually put away the scattered things in this man's storage magic weapon, but Yang Junshan remembered that he had gained a lot from the melee on Haiya Island before, and then he put his soul into the storage ring in his hand to check. .