Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1270 Fog

Lin Fan was a little tempted, but he didn't dare to be arrogant.

She is still at the beginner level when it comes to soul magic, and the same goes for formations.

Whether it is the formation itself that seals the spirits, or the large number of spirits, neither can be easily shaken by her.

Although she really wanted to enter the ancient world right now to see if there was any news about the Chaos Pearl... but without the guarantee of strength, it was obviously not a good opportunity now.

Moreover, she is not alone.

Everyone heard what she said to Du Xingyu, and their faces all looked unhappy.

But, it has come...

"It's okay, let's go into the woods and practice at the edge of the fog, not near the lake. Just like last time, there shouldn't be any problems. And since the people from Lingzhen Pavilion can come and go freely, there should be a safety mechanism." Shen Xiuyuan said as he stretched out his hand to greet everyone, but he was actually unsure himself.

Last time, he happened to be with Du Xingyu and was in a bit of a mess. But he got out of trouble quickly and left on a flying boat after almost no time.

No one knows whether there will be any other changes in the fog or whether something more terrifying will appear.

Now, the white mist appeared, and the environment that Lin Fan needed to practice was ready. He wouldn't retreat without a fight just for those unfounded speculations, right?

According to his guess, the white fog should just be a mechanism to prevent people from approaching the lake. As long as they don't go to the lake, there should be no problem.

We have to give it a try. If it doesn't work, we can just retreat. Anyway, the flying boat is ready.

The white fog thickened and thinned. Although the lake was covered with water, the view was clear again. The fog seemed to have swarmed into the forest. Standing at the edge of the forest, one could see the white from light to dark.

Shen Xiuyuan pulled the rope in his hand and walked into the woods, already thinking about which medicines might come in handy and should be kept at hand.

Unlike Shen Xiuyuan's cautiousness, Mu Jingjing was full of confidence. She tied the rope around her waist, held the purple gold hammer in both hands, and was eager to have a fight.

Du Xingyu grabbed Shen Xiuyuan's sleeve, asking him to slow down, and moved closer to Lin Fan.

He had to be with Lin Fan so that he could give him close guidance. Although Shen Xiuyuan had a high level of cultivation, he was helpless against soul magic, so he had to protect him.

Yu Sinian held the fan in front of his chest, glanced at Jin Tong who was in a daze, stretched out his hand to pull the rope tied to her wrist, and said lightly: "Follow me closely."

Ling Yichen, who was left unattended, curled his lips, grabbed the rope with one hand, and swung out the Broken Sky Sword to break free from its shell with the other.

The blue-purple electric arcs made a whistling sound, and the white mist retreated in fear. He finally felt at ease.

He was about to walk towards Lin Fan, but was stopped by Du Xingyu.

"Don't come over! Spirits are afraid of thunder!" Du Xingyu was a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to show it. He raised his voice to cover it up, "Brother Ling, either put away your sword or stay away! If you hold the sword like this, no spirit will dare to come over!"

They came here specifically to find the spirit. Once the Broken Sky Sword came out, all the fog around them dissipated, clearing the area directly.

It is safe, but it is contrary to the results they want, so it is a waste of time!

This was the first time Ling Yichen was disdained since he recast the Broken Sky Sword. He quietly put the sword away, feeling a little embarrassed and aggrieved, he walked to the end of the team.

As the fog cleared, they readjusted the ropes according to the teams.

Lin Fan, Du Xingyu and Yu Sinian are a group of three, and they are going to look for the spirit.

Mu Jingjing, Yu Sinian and Jin Tong are in a group.

Although Mu Jingjing also wanted to go with Lin Fan and the others, given her special physique, it was likely that if she went with them, she would not encounter the spirits.

It just so happened that Yu Sinian's formation could basically protect himself and Jin Tong at the same time. The three of them were relatively safe together. Even if they encountered a spirit, there was a high probability that they would not be missed.

As for Ling Yichen, he was a team of one person, acting as a mobile rescue for the Jindan cultivators. According to Shen Xiuyuan's high-handed words, he was the bottom line for everyone.

Ling Yichen knew that they thought his Broken Sky Sword was a hindrance. But without the Broken Sky Sword, he really had no good means to deal with these spirits. If he had known earlier, he would have learned a few spells to target soul magic...

However, he was still proud of the Broken Sky Sword's ability to clear the field. Although he was forced to maneuver, he did have the confidence that "you guys do your best, I'll finish it anyway."

Between groups, referring to the last time, the length released was two to three meters.

The distance between people in the same group was only half an arm's length, just enough to see each other's backs, but not far enough to avoid bumping into each other. If it was longer, the people in the same group would be separated by the white fog.

Especially Jin Tong, who was sandwiched between Mu Jingjing and Yu Sinian. She held the small sword given by Ling Yichen in one hand and the talisman drawn by Lin Fan in the other. Although she didn't look nervous, she kept looking left and right.

"Don't worry," Mu Jingjing felt pity for her, turned around and patted her shoulder, saying, "Brother Yu and I are here to make sure you're fine. Maybe after you go back this time, you'll be able to successfully advance to the Qi training stage. Keep working hard, little golden boy!"

"Thank you, senior sister." Jin Tong nodded woodenly.

Mu Jingjing wanted to say something when the white mist gathered again.

She turned around and saw that, as expected, Lin Fan and his companions in front of them had been engulfed in white fog. When she pulled the rope again, it had grown infinitely.

"Alright." Mu Jingjing said no more, "Since we have already started, let's see if we can help you, little golden boy, gain some experience. Let's go!"

When the fog thickened, Du Xingyu pulled Shen Xiuyuan and Lin Fan side by side. The three of them were so close that they could see each other out of the corner of their eyes.

"Why do I feel much colder than last time?" Shen Xiuyuan wiped his clothes, which were all wet.

"The fog is much heavier." Lin Fan was not afraid of the cold, but he could also feel the thick water vapor.

The water droplets in the air are clearly still, yet they seem to be moving through the rain.

The water droplets hanging on her eyelashes blurred her vision, and she felt even more uncomfortable when she thought about what was in the water.

Du Xingyu wiped his face and said, "I don't know if it's because we came from the lake too late, so the fog spread and became thicker, or if there are other special changes that caused it."

The special changes he mentioned naturally refer to the possibility of Aohen falling into the lake.

With his personality, Du Xingyu would not believe that he was trapped without a complete fight.

"It can't be that he has been stirring up trouble in the lake, forcing the spirits below to feel uneasy and simply come up, right?" Shen Xiuyuan smiled, twisted his sleeves to squeeze out the water, and wiped his face politely.

The scene of the havoc in heaven appeared in Lin Fan's mind involuntarily, and he laughed unconsciously.

Probably a punishment for not being serious enough during such a tense moment.

As soon as Lin Fan pulled the corner of his mouth, he heard a whimpering sound. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth that was raised could no longer be raised, and it twitched for a moment before flattening again.

"Here it comes!" Shen Xiuyuan also heard the noise. He looked around for a long time before he found a white ball crawling out of the fog on the ground.

As it crawled, limbs and a head grew.

Even though I knew it was a spirit, it was still creepy to see this scene.

"Hey!" Du Xingyu whistled, "It's the little cutie!"

The spell that Lin Fan was silently reciting in his mind was suddenly interrupted, and he glanced at Du Xingyu in disbelief.

Which eye of his can see this faceless ghost as cute?!

"Don't look at me!" Du Xingyu reminded Lin Fan with a smile, "Look at it! Look, it seems to be particularly interested in you, and it's heading towards you!"

Lin Fan quickly focused his mind and gathered his energy. The spell that had already matured in his mind quickly left a rune mark in the air with his hand gestures, and pushed it out towards the infant spirit that was crawling rapidly on the ground.