Chapter 564 Entering the Mountains
About half an hour later.
Everyone has basically recovered.
"How are we going to get in?"
Xian'er stood up first, looked up at the distant mountains shrouded in cold mist, and asked softly: "Can we fly in directly? ”
"No, the cold fog outside is not bad, but the deeper you go inside, the thicker it becomes. If you lose your sense of direction, you will be in danger of getting lost in it."
Master Feng said. Taking a step forward, he glanced at the misty mountains in the distance, shook his head and said: "And there are many strange monsters in those cold fogs. We can easily be attacked. If there is too much noise, I'm afraid it will alert the Soul Palace. "
"Besides, there is no guarantee that this Soul Palace will have any defensive measures. We can easily be discovered by them if we break in directly from the air."
Hearing Feng Zun. At the words of the speaker, everyone nodded.
“This season is the time when the cold air in the Soul Mountain Range is the strongest. But we don’t have the time to wait until the cold air subsides, so we can only enter through the fog.”
Master Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced outside the Soul Mountain Range, saying: "Around the Soul Mountain Range, there are some smaller sects and forces. According to my guess, most of these forces have been given to the Soul Palace by the Soul Palace. Secretly controlled."
"So, when we enter, we must try to avoid them and not let anyone find our traces. If we happen to bump into them"
"Leave these to us. I'll take care of it." The Venerable Iron Sword on the side said with a hoarse voice and an expressionless face.
Master Feng nodded silently.
This action is too important.
If anyone does hit him, he can only blame himself for his misfortune.
"Then let's get ready to leave." Wei Yang said.
Hearing this, everyone stood up and gathered together.
"I have been here before, so I am somewhat familiar with the Mountains of the Dead Souls. Let me lead the way." Master Feng said solemnly with a solemn expression.
"Okay." Wei Yang nodded.
"After entering the mountains, don't stay away. Be careful and go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Zun took the lead in stretching out his body and jumped up, like a big roc, and jumped up. The top of the mountain flew out.
Soon he entered the vast forest shrouded in cold fog.
From behind, Wei Yang and others followed closely.
Whoosh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
In the blink of an eye, they rushed into the cold mist and disappeared.
In the forest filled with cold mist.
A white mist filled the field of vision.
Visibility is extremely low in this environment.
Even if you use soul perception, you can only detect a few hundred meters nearby, and it will be a bit blurry any further away.
Even Wei Yang's powerful perception only spreads out to a distance of several thousand meters at most. Any further away and it becomes less clear.
"There is something about this cold mist." After realizing this, Wei Yang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
You know, his soul realm is the pinnacle of the spiritual realm!
This cold mist actually limited even his soul perception to a distance of several thousand meters, which is conceivable.
With poor vision, no wonder you are in danger of getting lost.
In the woods.
Phew! call out! call out!
In the cold mist forest where low beast roars occasionally sounded, there was suddenly a subtle sound of breaking wind.
Soon, a dozen black figures cut through the cold fog, flashed past, and quickly moved towards the depths of the mountains.
As they went deeper and deeper into the mountains, Wei Yang and others would occasionally encounter some troubles.
However, they quickly took care of it.
Of course, the biggest trouble they face is finding the location of the Soul Palace.
The area of the Dead Soul Mountain Range is really too large, and coupled with the obstruction of the cold fog, it is not easy to quietly find the direction of the Soul Palace inside.
The map given by Xuan Kongzi was useful at first, but as they went deeper into the mountains, its effect gradually became less useful.
Therefore, later on, Wei Yang and others could only rely on themselves to gradually explore and advance. In this way, the forward speed naturally slows down a lot.
This season is when the cold fog in the Revenant Mountains is at its strongest, and some of the markers on the map are also obscured or destroyed in this environment.
Time passed, and as night fell, the light became increasingly dim.
Zun Feng looked at the dimming vision around him, frowned slightly, and said softly: "The sky is getting dark, we can no longer continue searching."
"The Dead Soul Mountain Range The monsters at night are extremely ferocious, and once they are targeted, they will be like maggots attached to the bones, which are difficult to get rid of. Once they make a big noise, they will not only alert other monsters, but also attract the attention of the powerful ones in the Soul Palace."< br>
Hearing this, no one said anything. After Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, he could only nod slightly.
Although he was a little anxious, he also knew that what Master Feng said was right.
Seeing that no one had any objections, Lord Feng was secretly relieved.
Although I am a senior, in this team, strength determines the right to speak.
Fortunately, the two young men, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, are not the kind who cannot listen to what is said.
He gestured to Venerable Iron Sword, who nodded and flicked his hand. Some black things flew out of his hand, and then flew away far away.
“These are the feces of high-level monsters. Sprinkled around, they can block the harassment of some low-level monsters.”
Master Feng said softly: “Everyone, let’s take a rest tonight. We will continue to search tomorrow. The size of the Soul Palace's branch will not be small. Although this mountain range is very large, it will only be a matter of time to find it."
Everyone dispersed and found a place to rest. .
Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling quite depressed.
Originally, he thought that his group of people came in an aggressive manner to give the Soul Palace a good look.
Unexpectedly, after arriving at the end of the field, I found that I couldn’t find the place where I lived. This was really a bit dramatic.
Although he was depressed, Xiao Yan could only suppress it, silently came to sit next to Wei Yang, leaned his back against the tree trunk, and slowly closed his eyes to rest.
The atmosphere was very quiet. Everyone had been traveling for so long, so no one spoke. They all closed their eyes slightly and took a nap.
The night is dark.
It was dark in the forest, so dark that it was almost impossible to see.
Even the moonlight cannot penetrate through the cover of the cold fog and falls down.
The Revenant Mountains look particularly cool at night.
The roars and howls of various beasts in the distance echo endlessly, giving people a creepy feeling.
Wei Yang opened his dark red eyes slightly and let out a breath.
Although he seemed to be asleep, in fact, his perception was always carefully scanning all the disturbances within a radius of several thousand meters.
Now, after making sure that there was no danger nearby, he relaxed a little.
At this time.
Xiao Yan next to him also slowly opened his eyes and looked over with his peripheral vision.
Aware of Xiao Yan’s gaze, Wei Yang glanced at him slightly, then quickly withdrew his gaze and said softly: "Looking at you, you seem to be quite upset inside?"
"It's not too irritable, just a little depressed." Xiao Yan nodded, moved his buttocks, got slightly closer, and then said softly.
In front of Wei Yang, he had nothing to hide or cover up, but told the truth.
After all, in his heart, Wei Yang was different from others.
Xiao Yan opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak, but in the end it turned into a soft sigh.
“I know you are impatient for Yao Lao.” Seeing this, Wei Yang raised his hand and patted his shoulder, comforting him softly: “Please bear with me a little longer, we are all here, the most we can do to save Yao Lao is Just these two days.”
Xiao Yan hummed, leaned against the tree trunk, straightened his legs, exhaled, and relaxed.
After a moment, he whispered: "In the past few years, I have always felt guilty and uncomfortable. It was for me that the teacher took the initiative to intercept the Soul Palace protector."< br>
As he spoke, he clenched his fists, fingernails It was deeply embedded into the flesh of the palm without realizing it, and said in a hoarse voice: "You know what? I really wish that the person who was taken away was me."
That low and hoarse voice The sound was like the whimpering of a wounded lone wolf.
(End of this chapter)