Chapter 233 Fog

In front of it is a huge valley surrounded by heavy fog. When you look at it, there is a vast white area. On both sides of the valley are mountains towering into the clouds, and in the middle of the valley is surrounded by heavy fog.

"Brother Yang, come and have a look." Xiao Gang shouted below, waving at Zhao Qianyang with a black stone in his hand.

Zhao Qianyang moved over for a moment and saw that Xiao Gang was holding the fragments on the soul platform in his hand.

"Here's more." Quan Yeliang also picked up a piece in his hand. His piece was not big, only the size of a fist.

After collecting for a while, they found that these fragments were actually centered on the valley and emitted radioactively towards the outside. There were still some bones in the ground, and the clothes were still rotten. The cold look of the spring leaves was a little sad. These were mostly his townspeople.

Zhao Qianyang has already recovered his original figure. He came to Quan Yeliang and said, "Quan Yeliang, I think it's better for you to stay some." His words are very euphemistic, but the meaning is very obvious.

Quan Ye Liang's head was injured. After entering here, he found that it was not as simple as he thought. Years of ideals had been fatally hit, which was not something he could withstand at once.

Zhao Qianyang continued: "Let's go in and explore the way. If possible, we will bring it to you. If not, we will also tell you the result."

At this time, Quan Yeliang nodded and said bitterly, "Well, I'll stay here waiting for you."

Zhao Qianyang and the other three continued to walk forward along the valley. Zhao Qianyang stroked the rock wall in the valley. There were many powerful scratches on the rock wall, all in the direction of takeaway. This should be the scratches caused by the fragments of the soul platform bursting.

Continuing to walk, the three did not walk out of the valley, but followed hundreds of steps deep into a cave.

This is a huge cave, which seems to be created by soul cultivation. The stone slab under its feet is as smooth as a mirror. When stepping on it, it can clearly reflect the figure of Zhao Qianyang and others. In the middle of the cave, there is a deep hole with a diameter of no more than meters, and around the deep hole, Zhao Qianyang found some fragments on the soul platform.

Zhao Qianyang estimated that this was caused by the explosion of the soul platform. The key is why the soul platform exploded.

At this time, the cave suddenly darkened and lost all the light.

Zhao Qianyang played a few spells. What he saw was that the Phantom and Xiao Gangzhen stood beside him and said that it should be wrong to stand. Because Zhao Qianyang's feet have become nothingness, and the place where the light shines is just darkness.

At this time, Xiao Gang and the Phantom also condensed the armor with soul power.

Zhao Qianyang said, "There is some light in front of you."

"There are also in the back." The Phantom followed.

Then, they were surprised to find that there were not only these two light spots, but as many stars in the sky, dense and endless. What surprised Zhao Qianyang and others more was that these lights flew for them.

Xiao Gang shouted, "Grandma, what the hell is this?"

Zhao Qianyang's consciousness was released, paused and said, "This time it's not a rune array. These light spots are very strange. They are not powerful."

Xiao Gang asked, "What the hell?"

Zhao Qianyang said, "I don't know. Don't attack first. Let's talk about it when they come."

Countless light spots flew towards Zhao Qianyang. When he got close, Zhao Qianyang carefully observed and found that most of them were only the size of fists, but some were like a basin at a glance, like a glowing fog, and each light spot scattered a distance.

Xiao Gang said, "Brother Yang, are you sure you don't attack? I feel that they are not friendly.

Zhao Qianyang was also uncertain. He had a very strange feeling. Under the light of these light spots, several emotions suddenly surged into his mind. Fear, loss, resentment, unwillingness, and a kind of emotion, that is, anger burning his soul and anger to destroy himself. He also wants to burn this anger without hesitation.

At this time, a mass of fog suddenly changed into the shape of a head, but the head was very strange. It had no eyes or nose, only a big mouth of blood, devouring towards Zhao Qianyang. Its teeth have been condensed by the fog as if they were real.

Almost at the same time, these fog condensed into thousands of different shapes, some like people, some like some warcraft, biting at Zhao Qianyang's three people.

Zhao Qianyang's phantom attacked, but directly released the soul pressure. In an instant, all the roars turned into whining, screams and crying. Zhao Qianyang heard it, and there was still a cry for mercy.

"Who are you?" Zhao Qianyang asked in a low voice, and he used the sound attack taught to him by Duan Soul. While talking, there is naturally a momentum of reigning in the world.

Zhao Qianyang hid from all the fog, but they seemed to covet the fragrance of the phantom and Xiao Gang. No one answered Zhao Qianyang, but slowly approached the phantom. Forced Zhao Qianyang's momentum, but did not dare to get too close.

Zhao Qianyang stretched out his hand and grabbed it. It was a huge fog, more than one meter high.

The fog screamed and kept transforming its form, trying to escape the control of Zhao Qianyang's palm, but under the pervasive surrounding of Zhao Qianyang, all its efforts were in vain.

Zhao Qianyang asked softly, "Who are you?" This time, he gave people the feeling of the most sincere greetings from his most sincere friends. It gives people a sense of trust in the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Gang kept scratching the back of his head and wondered, "It's so strange, Sister Ying, do you feel that when Brother Yang speaks, it gives people a strange feeling?"

The Phantom answered, "Yes, two completely different feelings are really strange."

The fog slowly settled down under Zhao Qianyang's voice, and finally he turned into the image of a middle-aged man. It can be seen that this middle-aged man has been in power for a long time. There is an invisible majesty in his face.

The middle-aged man looked very confused. He said faintly, "Are you?"

Zhao Qianyang said softly, "My name is Zhao Qianyang. How about you?"

The middle-aged man suddenly panicked and shouted, "Get out of here, I want to get out of here, take me out of here..."

Zhao Qianyang continued to ask, "What do you see?"

"No!" The middle-aged man screamed, turned angry, and then turned into fear. His face was extremely twisted, and finally turned into a fog again, struggling to escape Zhao Qianyang's control.

Zhao Qianyang continued to use the method of sound attack to ask a few questions, but did not achieve any effect. He released the fog. As a result, the fog had just got rid of Zhao Qianyang's control and turned into a middle-aged man. He looked at Zhao Qianyang with a very sinister face, as if he had succeeded in conspiracy.

Countless fog surrounds Zhao Qianyang and others. When Zhao Qianyang and others go there, they will not slow down.

At this time, a fog flew to Zhao Qianyang's side and turned into a beautiful girl, red. ** Facing Zhao Qianyang, he smiled like a silver bell and asked, "Do you want to know how to get to the back? Can I tell you?"

Zhao Qianyang turned his head, because the woman's body was too short, and Zhao Qianyang saw everything she had at a glance.

The fog woman looked very disappointed. She did not see what she wanted to see in Zhao Qianyang's eyes. The silver bell-like laughter also turned into sinister and cold laughter. She said in an extremely sharp voice, "As long as you kill her, I will tell you." His pocket finger pointed to the phantom not far away and said viciously.

Zhao Qianyang had no need to think about it and refused directly: "This is impossible."

The fog woman sneered and said, "Very good, then you will be trapped here for the rest of your life. Slowly you will pray to me, and you will promise me. People are always selfish and can sacrifice others for themselves."

Zhao Qianyang said lightly, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed. At least I'm not such a person."