I created the world

It's just that Sun Dasheng was not interested in any rare treasures at that time. Later, Fan Qingyu was bored and went to inquire about many things and came back and told him.

Only then did Sun Dasheng know that most of what those people said were true, but the Xuanyin Sect completely retreated to Xuanyin Mountain after decades of committing too many evil deeds, and many disciples were punished by Heaven. Walk outside.

But the endless treasures on Xingxuan's body still make these people outside salivate.

But fearing Xingxuan's terrifying strength, none of them dared to test Xuanyinzong.

Now a monk from the ninth level suddenly popped up, and they immediately moved their minds.

Who knows that Sun Dasheng is not interested in these things, he just needs to check the classics of their sect and find some ancient destiny clan.

It was at that time that Sun Dasheng heard Fan Qingyu mention Fu Feng Yi Tian.

This person is said to be the son of Xingxuan, who was born extraordinary and a peerless genius. At the age of 15, he had already become a cultivator in the ninth realm.

It's just that these are all rumors from the Xuanyin Sect, and outsiders don't know whether it's true or not, and they have never seen Fufeng Yitian before.

Chapter 819 Spirit Devouring Fog

The outsiders naturally scoffed, thinking that the Xuanyin sect was just bragging about the law and deliberately touting the wind and the sky.

Fan Qingyu didn't believe it either, even if she knew that Sun Dasheng had changed from a mortal to a ninth-level monk in just a few months.

She also encouraged Sun Dasheng to go to Xuanyinzong to eliminate harm for the people, but Sun Dasheng ignored it.

For him, nothing is as important as saving Fan Qingqi.

"So it was him..."

Hearing what Fu Ning said now, Sun Dasheng reacted immediately.

Now it seems that the rumor is not groundless, Fufeng Yitian not only has the strength of the ninth realm, but even the strength of a true god.

But according to common sense, if the strength exceeds the ninth level, one will ascend to the fairy world.

Even if they don't want to, they will be forced into the Immortal Realm by Heavenly Dao. Why can Fufeng Yitian stay in the mortal world forever?

How did he find this small world and kill the members of these clans?

Sun Dasheng thought for a long time, but couldn't think of a reason, so he simply didn't bother to think about it.

He can't take care of these things at this time. For him, the most important thing is to enter the foggy area to find Lie Nishang.

"You go."

Sun Dasheng glanced at Fu Ning, then began to eat grilled fish to replenish his strength, and never looked at her again.

"Then, then I'm leaving..."

Fu Ning immediately jumped up when she heard the words, she glanced at Sun Dasheng cautiously, and stepped back step by step.

When he realized that Sun Dasheng really didn't care about her, he immediately turned around and ran towards the depths of the mist, and disappeared in an instant.

After Sun Dasheng finished eating, he found a place nearby to meditate and heal his injuries.

His plan is simple, fix the injury first.

After the fog dissipates, the spiritual power is recovered, and there is a certain self-protection ability, and then enter the spirit-eating fog below.

However, he wanted to do this, but the members of the Fuyue clan quit.

After Fu Ning went back, he immediately told the tribe about the appearance of Sun Dasheng, a human race.

Fu Wan, the patriarch of the Fuyue clan, immediately led his clan back to deal with Sun Dasheng.

But when Sun Dasheng let Fu Ning go, he had expected such a situation, he had already found a hidden place to heal his wounds, leaving them in vain.

It was also difficult to find people in the fog of devouring spirits, and the area of ​​this hanging mountain was not small. Even if they wanted to find Sun Dasheng, it would not take a day or two, so they had to give up in the end.

For the next few days, Sun Dasheng spent nocturnal activities, healed his wounds during the day, and went out to find food at night.

Although he met people from the Fuyue clan several times, Sun Dasheng always left immediately.

Apart from not wanting to waste his spiritual power fighting them, the main thing was that he had no grievances with the members of these clans, and he didn't want to form a death feud with them.

But in the spirit devouring fog, it was too difficult to chase and kill a person, and the members of the Fuyue clan were also afraid of encountering a powerful beast again, so they did not dare to pursue it deeply.

After repeated failures, they were too lazy to waste time and energy on Sun Dasheng.

After this situation continued for another week, Sun Dasheng finally healed from his injuries, and the Devouring Fog also began to retreat, retreating to the bottom of the Hanging Mountain.

After Sun Dasheng immediately absorbed the aura of heaven and earth to restore his spiritual power, he escaped into the fog of devouring spirits before Fu Wan led people to chase him up.

The members of the Fuyue clan didn't dare to chase immediately, but they couldn't figure out why Sun Dasheng ran into the spirit-eating fog to seek death.

They didn't think to kill Sun Dasheng at first, they just wanted to drive him away.

After Sun Dasheng got into the fog of devouring spirits, he flew all the way to the deepest point.

The bottom of the hanging mountain is unknown how deep it is from the ground. With his current strength, his flying speed has already exceeded the speed of sound, but he has been flying like this for nearly half an hour, and he hasn't reached the end yet.

This place is like a bottomless abyss, and there is no way to know where the end is.

Sun Dasheng has no way out at this time, and if he doesn't find Lie Nishang, he doesn't plan to go back either.

In the misty abyss, there is a spirit-eating mist like ink everywhere, which gets thicker and thicker as it goes down, until you can't see your fingers.

Fortunately, apart from the thick fog, Sun Dasheng did not encounter any other dangers.

I don't know how long it took to fly like this. Sun Dasheng estimated that it was at least [-] to [-] meters before he finally saw the ground.

As soon as it fell down, there was a dead silence all around. From time to time, some movement could be heard from the depths of the mist, which seemed to be the sound of something stepping on the stone, or the neighing of some strange beast.

Sun Dasheng only stayed there for a moment before he felt an eerie feeling, which made his skin crawl.

Under the thick fog like ink, Sun Dasheng couldn't see the environment he was in clearly, because his eyesight was only three meters away.

Sun Dasheng didn't dare to take it lightly, he immediately took the golden cudgel off his back, found a random direction and started to explore.

The land under the abyss is dark brown, the soil is dry and hard, and it can even make a crisp sound when stepped on it.

In this silent world, it is extremely harsh.

With no direction or guidance, Sun Dasheng walked in the fog like a blind man for nearly an hour relying entirely on his own senses.

Click!

Sun Dasheng stopped suddenly and looked at his feet.