Ball Ball Cultivation

Lan Li: "We can only move forward, there is no way back."

Bai Ran: "This is a deadly place, why is An Chengxiao staring at it so intently?"

Zhu Yan: "We have disrupted his plan that took ten thousand years to complete. He will never give up easily."

Zhu Man said anxiously, "The fog here is more corrosive. My isolation robe has been corroded and damaged."

Qiuqiu quickly took out a spare robe and handed it to Zhu Man: "Put it on."

What Qiuqiu didn't say was that she had the lowest cultivation among everyone. Although she had also trained her body, it was no match for the body of a divine beast. After the gray mist eroded her body, she practiced martial arts to repair the damage, and after swallowing a high-level detoxification pill, the damage to her was not great.

After another five days of travel, the gray mist became noticeably denser. Bai Bo and his companions, who were at a higher level of cultivation, were all somewhat eroded by the gray mist, with the demon soldiers behind them following closely.

Qing Heng: "Behind us are tens of thousands of demon soldiers, and in front of us is the center of a dead zone. No one who has entered here in tens of thousands of years has come out alive. Let's go back and fight those demon cubs."

Lan Li: "The damage done to the demons here is much less than to us. We are exhausted now. Going back would only lead to our deaths."

Xuan Zhuo: "The damage to the demon soldiers here is not much less. The black cloaks they wear seem to have better insulation properties."

Zhu Yan: "The ones in front are low-level demon soldiers, and the ones in the back are the demon generals and demon commanders."

Bai Ran: "We can use the terrain to fight our way out." The White Tiger Divine Beast is not afraid of fighting.

Listening to everyone discussing the next route, Qiuqiu sent a message to Qingheng:

"The gray fog doesn't have much effect on me. After taking the detoxification pill, I should be able to get through the thick fog. You know, if anything happens, I have space to hide."

Qing Heng: The mustard seed space in the netherworld is too rare and cannot be exposed. I will arrange it next.

Qiuqiu said: Follow the instructions.

Qing Heng interrupted everyone's discussion and said thoughtfully, "The situation is critical. Breaking out is the first suggestion. There is another method that has a 50% chance of escaping capture, but everyone must trust each other and keep it a secret for me."

Bai Bo rolled his eyes at him and said, "We've been friends for thousands of years, just say it directly."

Everyone waited for Qing Heng to answer, "We divine beasts are born with a belly space, but we can't store living things for long periods of time. However, our Azure Dragon's belly space contains a certain amount of wood-attributed vitality, so it can store living things for a short period of time. Now that I have obtained the ancestral seal, the belly space has evolved a step further, and the storage time for living things can be increased to over a month."

"So my method is this: everyone enters my inner space. This requires absolute trust. After all, the inner space is my independent space. Once you enter, your life and death are under my control."

Xuan Zhuo: "That's not a big problem. The space inside my abdomen can also temporarily store living things."

The water attribute is milder than the wood attribute.

"You can actually get through such thick fog?"

Qing Heng explained proudly, "I can't, but my wife can. She's a Chaos Spirit. This gray mist is mixed with poison, miasma, and chaotic energy. If she takes a high-level detoxification pill, she will be less affected."

Bai Bo stiffened his neck and asked, "What about you? You're not afraid of erosion either."

Qing Heng: "She and I have a Dao Companion Contract. I can use this contract to create a temporary space for the contracted beast in her left arm. I can stay there directly."

Bai Ran whispered, "The Qinglong clan is scheming."

Qing Heng scoffed: "You're looking for a beating, aren't you, kid?"

Bai Ran nimbly hid behind his great-uncle, and everyone laughed in good faith.

The issue of life and death was temporarily resolved, and everyone felt a lot more relieved.

Xuan Zhuo: "We will enter the space inside your abdomen. If anything happens, please let us out. Hurry up, the demon cubs behind us are chasing us too closely."

Only Lan Lixin had doubts here. However, if he didn't enter the inner space, he would only face a dead end. He didn't express his opinion, but just reminded Qiuqiu:

"Human bodies are relatively weak, so try not to be corroded. Use any defensive magical tools you have. We are not like the demons who use their flesh to fight."

As he said this, he took out a net-shaped magic weapon and was about to give it to Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu quickly declined: "Senior, I have prepared it, no need for that."

How could Lan Li take back the things he had taken out? After giving them to Qiuqiu, he took a pill of the soul-replenishing pill and the detoxification pill that Qiuqiu had given him, and then flew directly into Qingheng's abdominal space.

Finally, only Qingheng and Qiuqiu were left. Qingheng said, "I'm in the space. If there's anything I can't handle, I'll just go back and hide. I'm not afraid of revealing my cards in a life-or-death situation."

Qiuqiu: "Don't worry, I'm fine. You see, my robes have been corroded a long time ago, but my body has no obvious damage. The corrosive force of the gray mist is not as strong as the damage caused by the poison."

Qing Heng touched Qiuqiu's head and comforted him for a long time with a worried look:

"I was reckless this time. I took you on a risk without understanding the opponent's strength. You suffered two fatal injuries right before my eyes, and you still haven't recovered."

"Alas, obtaining the ancestral seal that the dragon clan has been searching for for tens of thousands of years has caused me to lose my original vigilance. I'm sorry."

Qiuqiu knew he was blaming himself, and hurried to comfort him: "Every experience is bound to be painful, this is good. I think the road ahead is bright, so we should hurry up and avoid this pursuit."

Qiuqiu was not lying. She really did not have that sense of crisis of death. Besides, how could she not get hurt when she entered a place like the battlefield of immortals and demons to train?

As long as a cultivator's foundation is not damaged, any serious injury can be healed with a few pills. She really didn't take it seriously.

He put Qingheng into the space and stepped into the thick fog alone. The demon soldiers behind him were chasing him closely, so he did not dare to waste time and quickened his pace.

After ten days of walking, the fog began to move, occasionally accompanied by blowing sand and stones.

Fifteen days later, the wind and sand blew in his face, and his robes were torn and could not hold up the spiritual shield. The blown sand and stones hit his body, and the pain intensified.

Twenty days later, there was a fierce wind and it was difficult to move forward. However, despite the strong wind, the fog became thinner. I saw the ray of hope and was able to continue walking.

Twenty-three days later, the wind blades were like knives, cutting her limbs and making them bleed profusely. All the defensive magic weapons she had accumulated for hundreds of years had been used up. The fishing net-shaped magic weapon in her hand was given to her by Lan Li. She had not planned to use it originally so that she could return it to him later. Unexpectedly, it helped a lot. The grade of this magic weapon could not be seen, but it lasted for a whole day in the wind blades.

The fishing net was cut into strips by the wind blade, leaving only the Xuanwu armor given by Xuan Zhuo on her body. She felt a little distressed. This was the last protection. If she still couldn't find a way out, she could only hide in the space.

Without Zhu Yan and others to investigate the pursuit of the demon soldiers, she could only try her best to escape.

The last fishing net was damaged, and the wind blade added more scars to Qiuqiu's already injured body.