I don't know when, bursts of dense white fog have surrounded everyone. In the sight of a few people, the scenery a hundred meters away has gradually become invisible. The white fog slowly shrinks towards the position of the few people, as if it is alive. generally. Thousands of meters away from Feng Xuan and others, Lacquerwood was hidden on a huge tree branch, with a pair of eyes gleaming, looking solemnly at the place where Feng Xuan and others were. He had been watching the situation on the battlefield from a distance. From the time Feng Xuan and others first encountered those small white-spotted butterflies to when everyone almost killed them all, he had seen the process from the beginning to the end, and he had some idea of the general strength of these people. judge. Qi Mu was surprised to find that none of Feng Xuan's group had strength below the blood energy level. The blood energy overflowed with his hands, which was extremely conspicuous. These dozen or so white-spotted butterflies, which were obviously not weak in strength, were almost slaughtered by a few people in just a few seconds. Only from this far away did he notice that the mist gradually slowly surrounded Feng Xuan and the others, but the few seemed not to feel much. Since the fog gradually became thicker, Qi Mu also slowly lost sight of several people. In his eyes, everyone had undoubtedly been swallowed up by the jungle filled with white mist. Lacquerwood looked a little silent. He didn't know what the fate of Feng Xuan and others would be, but he could only watch from a distance, waiting for the white mist to dissipate. Feng Xuan and the others stood on guard against each other. Feng Xuan recalled the process of fighting these white-spotted butterflies just now. It seemed that the other party had always had the ability to influence people's minds. Several times during the fight, Feng Xuan felt a little distracted, and the hand that wielded the knife could not help but slow down by half a beat. He also secretly observed that the other people were like him, which made them just some people in the Tona Realm. The insect beast took everyone a lot of time to kill.
At this moment, under Feng Xuan's induction, Jing Qiongxue's eyes were confused for some reason. She lowered her arms holding the hammers slightly, and couldn't help but walk in a certain direction. Feng Xuan's expression was slightly stern, and he immediately moved behind Jing Qiongxue and put his hand on her shoulder. "Bah!" Feng Xuan scolded Jing Qiongxue, who suddenly felt refreshed from the confused state. She seemed to be looking at him with some confusion. Then she noticed something looking back at her previous position and felt a chill coming over her. The others had already been attracted by Feng Xuan's actions, and saw Jing Qiongxue who seemed to be waking up from a dream. They didn't notice anything wrong with Jing Qiongxue at all, as if everything was so natural. If it weren't for Feng Xuan's scolding, no one would have noticed this situation. It wasn't that a few people were careless, but it was as if Jing Qiongxue's actions seemed to them like she was going to do something inconspicuous, and no one would pay attention to her at all. "It's weird, everyone, please be careful to stabilize your mind. This white mist will probably give us an ability similar to hallucination. It will affect our mind and make us do some actions that we think are okay, causing us to Doing things looks like normal.” Feng Xuan frowned and spoke. At this time, every word he said had a slight effect of shock thorn, which could shock people's hearts. Chi Longyun and others nodded slightly and calmed down their minds. Although the white mist was strange, if it were really said, if they were prepared, it would not be so scary, and everyone would not be caught unprepared. Only Jing Qiongxue and others had not had time to explain the matter to her, and her current mental state was not very good, which made it so easy to fall into it. outside world Secret Palace "This misty butterfly has devoured more than a dozen of our human race's geniuses one after another. Although the other dozens of geniuses woke up at the last critical moment, they were no match for it. They were teleported out of the secret realm and did not know about these little guys. Can you kill it? Otherwise, many geniuses may be killed by this thing in the future." An elder frowned and looked at the scene in the secret realm, and said with some worry. "Hmph, this misty butterfly is just a relatively common desolate beast in the black realm. As long as it has a firm will and a strong mind, what can it do? Its actual combat power is not very strong, but the mist method is a bit weird. Forget it, if you can’t overcome even this little power of illusion, you will be just a waste when faced with the erosion of the black realm in the future, just die!” Tu Shanxing said with some disdain when he heard the elder's words. As a demon cultivator, what he looked down on the most were those who were not strong-willed enough. In his opinion, no matter how strong or talented such people were, they were still useless and not worthy of the Holy Land's efforts to cultivate them. Although Tu Shanxing's words were somewhat ruthless, few people in the audience refuted him, not because of his identity and strength, but because they felt that Tu Shanxing was right.
The Great Wilderness Holy Land is not a greenhouse. This is a place where the entire human race cultivates strong people. If you can't even pass the most basic will, then you will naturally not be recognized. And those geniuses with superior talent, will, and strength are the ones who really need to be screened for this trial. "From what Master Tushan Hall says, are you more optimistic about these little guys?" Baili Longyuan asked with a smile, a little surprised. As one of the deputy masters of the Demon Palace, Tu Shanxing has a high status and extremely terrifying strength. In addition, he has a bad temper. It is difficult to say that there is any genius who can catch his eye. "Well, I did see some good prospects. Let's see how they perform next!" Tu Shanxing did not deny it either. He took a wine jar from the table in front of him and drank the wine in it in one gulp. "I wonder if you can prepare some strong wine in the Secret Realm Hall. This kind of thing is no different from drinking water!" Tu Shanxing finished drinking the wine in the wine jar, frowned, and said dissatisfiedly. Baili Longyuan twitched his mouth. Everyone came to select genius disciples. The wine, fruits and melons on the table were just randomly placed. Besides, who would drink strong wine here? He was too lazy to pay attention to this rough guy. Tu Shanxing shook his head, took out a large wine jar and drank it, but his eyes never left the water curtain. Obviously, his attention was still on the geniuses in the water curtain. In the jungle Feng Xuan looked at the white fog that was getting closer and closer, thinking about how to break the situation. This white fog not only has the ability to shake people's minds and make people hallucinate, but also has a certain ability to block the witch soul power detection. Feng Xuan's own witch soul power that can detect a thousand meters has been reduced by more than ten times in this white fog, and it is impossible to detect how far. And everyone did not dare to rashly enter the white fog to look for the white-spotted giant butterfly. Suddenly, Feng Xuan seemed to have thought of something, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.