After hearing Mr. Mu's explanation, Wang Wuchen's doubts were also resolved. He was about to ask questions again, but he was interrupted by Talong's voice.

"Brother Wuchen... Someone fainted!"

"Who! Can't the cultivator absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth? How could he faint?

Those ordinary people are even more unlikely to faint! They can walk freely in the gray fog, and they have not changed any of their daily habits. They just cannot produce gray fog!" Wang Wuchen said in confusion.

"Brother Wuchen, aren't you the ones who have lost their cultivation level by you... They haven't eaten anything for almost half a month, and they can't absorb spiritual energy without cultivation level. Many people can't hold on and all fainted."

Wang Wuchen curled his lips and said, "No! I fainted so quickly. In the past... I was all top experts. Even if I lose my cultivation and resistance ability, it is not so weak!"

Talong also curled his lips and continued, "Hehe! Brother Wuchen, when their cultivation level is abolished, they will feel weak for a period of time... After that, although they will slowly recover their physical strength, there are many tests of slapping their will in the gray fog, so they naturally cannot bear it!"

When Wang Wuchen heard Talong's words, he thought it was very reasonable. At that time, he only explained that Qicai could not harm the common people, and did not consider that tens of thousands of people had their cultivation destroyed, they were all in the gray fog.

Wang Wuchen was about to ask Qicai when a little girl with a coquettish voice appeared in Wang Wuchen's mind.

As soon as this sound appeared, Wang Wuchen was stunned for a moment and heard it was a colorful sound.

"Qicai, why do you use this kind of coquettish voice again? You have goosebumps all over my little master."

As soon as Wang Wuchen said this, he was so funny that Qicai's giggle and laughed!

"Little master! You still remember this is my voice!"

"Hehe! Of course I know your little master! I'm not so stupid that I can't even tell the sound!"

"Hehe~hehe... Little Master! Xiao Wu said that there is 'good' in those gray fog, and those who have no cultivation... As long as you persist until the end and don't faint, you can find your luck in it!"

"Oh! There are such great benefits!"

"Hehe! After the gray fog of the small fog was transformed by the colorful leader, each gray fog became its own world. Now the entire Yanjing City is surrounded by gray fog, which means countless worlds surround Yanjing City.

There were many people around Yanjing City, and they all wanted to break in and see what was going on inside. Little master, you said... how did they break in!" After Qicai finished speaking, she shook her head helplessly, feeling sad for those who were wasting their efforts.

When Wang Wuchen heard that his energy was so awesome, he kept reminding him in his heart: "Low, be low-key, be low-key, be low-key, not to be floating." But the more Wang Wuchen comforted himself like this, the more excited he felt.

"Haha, haha, haha!" Wang Wuchen couldn't help but laughed.

With Wang Wuchen's laughter and the ups and downs inside, the wavy echoes seemed very strange and mysterious.

At this moment, Wang Wuchen's body began to float up and rise automatically, one meter, ten meters, a hundred meters, and a thousand meters. When Wang Wuchen reached a height of a distance of 1,000 meters, he stopped.

The gray mist also became obviously thin, and the children's bodies were revealed, presenting them in front of the onlookers outside Yanjing City and every sect in the Blue Star Continent with the shadow jade. It was also a shocking, exciting, envious, and gritting teeth.

Especially in the void at the junction of the Southern Xuan Realm and the Northern Xuan Realm, the three ancestors of the Kunlun School, namely, the three old men wearing green carved zither clothes, patterned zither clothes, and dragon-patterned zither clothes, sat cross-legged in a triangular shape, and each of them kept making seals with their hands. Various skills formed by illusion and reality came straight to the position of Tianlong Inn in Yanjing City, but were blocked by gray fog, not only did not make any progress, but they did not advance or retreat. The three of them were sweating down, which was obviously a phenomenon of lack of physical strength.

At this moment! The three ancestors spewed out a mouthful of essence and blood on the handprint at the same time, and suddenly! The real existence became even more illusory. This is the effect brought by the "Illusion True Empty Eucalyptus Art", which makes people unable to understand, illusory, illusory and real existence.

In the illusion, a vast force rushed into the gray fog. When this force came to the gray fog, it was quietly broken into countless small pieces, and finally absorbed by one hundred and eight light balls.

When the 108 light balls absorbed the last small piece, the colorful leader smiled slightly.

"Hehe! I finally advanced. Now I have enough to have three old turtles drink a pot! Grandma's! I'm wasting so much time!"

After saying that, the leader of Qicai quietly disappeared on the spot and returned to Wang Wuchen's dantian. It happened that Qicai was reporting that Xiaowu was even stronger. This made Wang Wuchen suddenly laugh, and then his body automatically floated up and floated.

Just when Wang Wuchen was parked at a position of one thousand meters, the three ancestors of the Kunlun Sect seemed to have sensed something. Suddenly, they opened their eyes and saw Wang Wuchen floating in the void. The three of them were immediately happy, thinking that their efforts just now had paid off.

The old man wearing dragon-patterned slutty clothes smiled knowingly: "Qingyu, pattern!"

"In! Emperor."

"In! Emperor."

"Help me!"

"It's...the Emperor!"

"It's...the Emperor!"

Qingdiao and Huawen answered respectfully, not daring to be slackened at all. From the expressions of the two, it can be seen that the old man with dragon pattern seemed to have changed to another person at this moment, with a serious expression, and a word "Emperor" appeared in his eyebrows!

The moment the word "Emperor" appeared, the spiritual energy from the Kunlun world rushed into the eyebrows of the old man with dragon-patterned marijuana. In less than a breath, the old man with dragon-patterned marijuana began to swell.

At this time! The green carving and the old man in the ma-clothed pattern made seals at the same time, and at the same time, he slapped his palms at the dantian position of the old man in the ma-clothed pattern.

The old man in the dragon-patterned macaque made a "puff~puff" sound, which was not a sound of vomiting blood, but a very strange "compression" sound.

It turns out! Although the three ancestors of the Kunlun School have practiced the "Hua Zhen Piaomiao Yuanqi Art", they have practiced extremely slowly, and there are signs that they cannot continue to practice.

However, wearing dragon-patterned maroon clothes can better play the "Fantasy and Piaomiao Yuanqi Art", which caused the scene where the two of them slapped the dantian of the dragon-patterned old man.
Chapter completed!