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Monitor the world, all people, things, mountains, rivers, and all spiritual objects and mineral veins. As long as they are sensed by the large array nodes, they can be seen here and monitored at any time.

Wan Yuchen and others, as special envoys of the Dayan Holy Dynasty, were themselves escorting several nodes. The magic weapon they wanted to set up, and represent the forces behind them, to observe whether there are some precious resources in the five empire dynasties. After all, the world is so big that not everything can be easily obtained. Some rare and precious things must be found in specific places before they can appear.

In this way, taking the opportunity to view the distribution of resources in other imperial dynasties, even the direction of the terrain, may provide a little convenience for future actions and even later monks. After all, even if monks travel thousands of mountains and rivers, not everyone has the opportunity.

Everyone knows this blatant peep. Although it is tacit, they are all trying their best. As for the ultimate gain, they still depend on their own methods, but the premise is to find what they are interested in or have not discovered.

If the formation is distinguished by its defensive attack effect, it will naturally be able to maintain the scope of the imperial capital. However, if it is just to monitor the world, its scope is really wide, covering tens of thousands of miles. Under the same system, the monitoring formation is obviously more tolerant and sharper, after all, it focuses on different aspects.

"Hey, Wuji Emperor, where is this place? Why does it seem strange?" Ruan Zhijie asked. As a neighbor who is adjacent to Daxia and borders to the north, the relationship between the two countries is naturally not very harmonious.

Upon hearing this, Pang Wuji looked at the place Ruan Zhijie said, and said, "Oh! Senior Ruan asked, is this yellow desolate place?"

What Ruan Zhijie asked was that it was the place where the ancestral divine formation left by Zhou Hao for decades and was called the fog of the vast sea, but in fact it was the place of the ancestral divine formation left by the Haotian God Clan.

"Yes, it's this place. I see this place on the edge of the Great Xia territory, but it's not covered by formations. Could it be that there is something wrong with this place?"

Pang Wuji laughed in his heart and replied without saying a word on his face: "Senior, this place is not the monk responsible for setting the formation nodes below. It is really impossible to monitor and arrange it here."

Seeing other monks watching, they wanted to find out what they were doing

Pang Wuji simply pointed out, and the shadow in front of him changed instantly, and the other places quickly dimmed, as if shrinking, but the fog in the vast sea was magnified at a rapid speed until the entire radius of more than a hundred feet was covered by the fog in the vast sea, which was considered to be completed.

After wiping the sweat drip in the temples, Pang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief before speaking, "Everyone, this is the true appearance of the fog in the vast sea."

"What is this called? Fellow Daoist Pang, can't he achieve success without realizing it?"

Someone immediately asked coldly, "You know, this formation is not a formation map designed by the small country of the Great Xia Empire, the fourth-level forces. The formation maps of all imperial dynasties come from the Daoxuan Mountains. That mysterious figure who is awe-inspiring god-turning power.

He was stared at by seven or eight late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, even if he was both a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was extremely uncomfortable. Fortunately, it was the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty. With the support of national fortune, Pang Wuji would not make a fool of himself.

Pang Wuji smiled bitterly and explained: "Don't get me wrong. I think you all know that this picture shadow is hard to come by now. It is countless monks who have spent several years sleeping in this hundreds of thousands of miles of area, slept in the open and thorns, and overcame all the obstacles. But you know that this small place alone has lost more than a hundred foundation-building monks, and even the golden elixirs, all of them have been trapped in more than ten."

"What……"

Wan Yuchen was also surprised that they all had their own belongings, and there was no place for other places, but there was no place. As Pang Wuji said, the loss of so many monks has not yet been made clear.

He then asked, "Disruption? What are the strange dangers or unknown differences in this vast sea fog?"

Pang Wuji's words naturally attracted the desire to be curious. When monks practiced, they naturally could not just do things behind closed doors. The so-called opportunity is to search for secrets and open up new paths, so as to get unexpected gains.

In the past experience, all secret and strange places must contain opportunities, and the more strange and mysterious it is, the more likely it is to exist in a place full of dangers.

The strange shape of the vast sea fog immediately attracted the curiosity of several Nascent Soul Ancestors. However, Pang Wuji and the other two looked at each other and couldn't smile bitterly, and in the end Pang Wuji was still explaining it.

"My fellow Taoists don't misunderstand this so-called fog in the vast sea is just for mortals and low-level monks. Pang and two fellow Taoists have also entered the investigation because of their loss. It is also a big mistake that Pang didn't say it clearly before. What Pang said was because those monks either entered it and lost their direction or ran directly to the other side. You must know that

The sea mist, in another direction, connects to the chaotic place, and there are inevitably some evil cultivators and demons in that place."

In fact, since ancient times, monks have often lost their way in the vast ocean. The higher their cultivation level, the less strange they will encounter. It seems that high-level monks are naturally ruled out, and only those low-level monks have the opportunity to be tested.

Of course, for monks, especially those in the Nascent Soul Realm, because the level of the vast sea fog is too high, they cannot see through the reality and reality, so they think it is an ordinary place. However, the number of people who are truly fortunate to accept the recognition of inheritance is extremely small, and it is difficult to find one person in a thousand years. How could such a person explode his secrets and become the target of public criticism?

Wan Yuchen and the ancestors of the Yuanying were skeptical, but a dignified ancestor of the Yuanying would not deliberately lie about this. The facts were the only thing they needed to send someone to investigate. If it was false, it would be a puncture and it would be a waste of time. Wouldn't it be a waste of offending fellow workers?

…

Zhou Hao was attacked by the eyes of heaven and five cruel and violent attacks, and was directly embedded on the Fulong Pub array that existed in Henggu, which directly triggered a chain reaction of the formation.

The five attacks such as axe, hammer and other attacks made Zhou Hao despair, but in the end they did not hurt Zhou Hao's hair. The Fulong Dun Formation completely exerted its strength. Not only was the thunder robbery weapons transformed by the five heavenly tribulations, they were absorbed by the formation screen, but even the low-destroying eyes of the city seemed to have disintegrated directly due to the loss of spiritual power, and could no longer be called the eyes of the heavenly tribulations.

Suddenly, five surging spiritual power were absorbed, and the Fulong Dun formation suddenly became turbulent, as if too much spiritual energy was swallowed at once, or the formation had loopholes due to the long time, and dozens of portals appeared at the same time in different directions.

Just as Zhou Hao was stunned, more than a hundred foundation-building monks were in extreme embarrassment, and they were thrown out from these empty doors that looked like doors.

"Ah! Run..."

"I don't want to die, damn it. You puppets don't want to leave your life."

The shouts and shouts suddenly rang throughout the wasteland. Because the strongest attack broke out, the heavenly tribulation actually lost its subsequent power for a moment. The thunder clouds less than sixty feet were lost as if they had lost their energy. The remaining clouds were blown by the wind and turned into clouds in an instant. Less than three meters above the ground, almost next to Zhou Hao's head. The thunder of the catastrophe had not yet dissipated, and a cool and abundant spiritual beads swarmed toward Zhou Hao.
Chapter completed!