"This, this is... a horse rider!

"

When Jiang Ming took out the black slate with Xiao Lei Yin Jue written on it from the storage ring, Heijian was immediately stunned on the spot.

"It's over, I've been tricked..."

This is Black Sword's only thought at this moment.

Previously, it did feel some familiar aura from Jiang Ming, but it only thought it was some old thing that it had come into contact with before, but it never thought... that it was actually this kind of thing.

This horse-riding creature... completely exceeded its expectations!

This cunning human must have discovered a long time ago that the black stone slab and its material come from the same source, so he deceived this secret from its mouth that can refine the mist of the passage.

"You, where did you get this thing from?"

The next moment, Heijian couldn't restrain his excitement and jumped three feet high, almost making a hole in the passage.

"Hey, are you talking about this thing? It's just an ordinary stone, picked up casually somewhere, it's nothing... just take it out and try it..."

Jiang Ming smiled modestly, but never said where it was. Suddenly, the black sword scratched his heart like a hundred claws, and he said in a low voice: "Fellow Taoist, Master Tao... please, I will make you a cow and a horse, you must tell me

How did I get this thing?"

"Hey, it's easy to talk about... You and I are both Taoist friends. With a sincere heart, I naturally know everything and can't say anything!"

Jiang Ming nodded repeatedly, thinking in his heart that this kind of material must be extremely rare, and this black stone slab must be extremely important to the black sword.

"Use this black stone slab to hold the black sword, maybe you can pry out a lot of good things from its mouth..."

Jiang Ming thought to himself, and many empty-handed methods suddenly appeared in his mind...

Then he ignored the black sword at all and tried to operate the magic formula just now, using the black stone slab as the medium to activate it.

The method taught by Black Sword was not complicated. Jiang Ming only tried it a few times before he successfully operated it.

call……

The stone slab was filled with streaks of blood, and a devouring power erupted. In the passage, surging gray-black mist poured towards the black stone slab. In an instant, the mist in the passage was completely empty.

Most of it.

But immediately afterwards, wisps of gray mist poured out from the surroundings again, filling it up again. The mist in this passage seemed to be endless...

Jiang Ming was overjoyed. This magic formula was indeed extraordinary. As he flew forward, he pressed the magic formula harder to absorb the mist here.

With this technique, the speed of absorbing mist has increased several times compared to before. Jiang Ming has also become picky, trying his best to exclude the gray mist and only absorb the black mist that is of higher quality and has a stronger effect on spiritual power weakening...

Threads of black mist quickly filled in the cracks and lines inside the black stone slab, seeming to make the color of the entire black stone slab darker, giving it a somewhat unusual charm.

"This black mist can weaken spiritual power, destroy magic weapons and even monks' meridians. If you throw it out when you are in danger in the future, it will be a powerful weapon that can kill you..."

Jiang Ming was excited and excited. He didn't expect that he would actually make a lot of money by just saying a few words casually.

Black Sword, on the other hand, followed Jiang Ming feebly, his heart filled with despair: "Oh...human beings are so cunning!"...

It originally wanted to use this magic formula to prove its own value, and use it as capital to slowly trade with this human being and harvest his wool... Who would have thought that in the first wave of confrontation, it would be kicked back.

I didn't get anything, but I even gave out a magic formula as compensation...

"Huh?" Jiang Mingze suddenly froze.

Among the mist that had just poured in from around the passage, the black mist in a certain direction seemed to suddenly become thicker.

His heart moved, and he naturally moved to one side of the passage.

The width of this passage varies, and the fog here is mysterious and unpredictable. When Jiang Ming came here, he was only focused on running for his life, but he did not investigate carefully. Now that he is using the magic formula that swallows the fog, he has discovered something unusual.

On the rock wall of a certain passage, Jiang Ming held a black stone slab and stared at it.

In front of me, the black mist seeped out from a certain rock crevice that could only accommodate one person, and my eyes flashed: "The black mist here is almost dozens of times thicker than other places..."

"Fellow Taoist, there may be a source of origin behind this rock crevice!" Black Sword quickly came up and said.

"Origin?" Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows.

"All kinds of spiritual power in the world, or other mysterious powers, are not rootless duckweeds. They all have a source. This kind of source place is called a source place. And these mists here are constantly flowing. There must be something like this somewhere nearby.

In the source of this mist, there may not only be black mist, but also a more terrifying power dormant..."

Jiang Ming glanced at him: "That's a good guess... You must have known about it a long time ago, right?"

"Ahem...how could it be? I don't know anything!" Heijian said quickly, but he couldn't hide his guilt.

Jiang Ming didn't bother to argue with it. Who knows how many years this guy has been silent here. It would be abnormal if he really didn't know anything.

"Is it dangerous?" Jiang Ming asked.

Black Sword shook his head: "As long as you don't suddenly rush to the deepest point, there is no danger... collecting some source mist on the outside won't cause any trouble."

"You're still riding a horse and saying you don't know!" Jiang Ming grabbed the black sword, held it in front of him and walked slowly towards the crevice.

Black Sword: "..."

I am not a real person, but you are a real sword...

Behind the crack in the rock was a steep and broken cliff. Jiang Ming stood on the edge of the cliff and saw only darkness in front of him. In the void was endless raging mist, gray, black, silver... and even wisps of mist.

The golden mist is leaping like a dragon in the ocean of mist.

Those silver and golden mist made Jiang Ming feel frightened even as a martial arts foundation builder. If it got contaminated, his physical body might not be able to withstand it!

Jiang Ming even suspected that there might be more terrifying forces in the depths of this misty ocean...

And what spilled into this rock crevice was only some gray and black mist...

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Is this the place of origin?" Jiang Ming was shocked and somewhat doubted whether the scene in front of him was true or false.

How could such a huge space be hidden under this mountain range without being discovered?

"It seems to be a rock crevice, maybe it is the passage between two spaces..." Black Sword seemed to see his shock, and explained: "The previous place of transcending tribulation may not really be here.

At the end of the passage, it may disappear one day... Now that the source of mist and the place of transcending tribulation are together, maybe it's just some kind of coincidence, or someone did it on purpose!"...

"Who can have such astonishing power?" Jiang Ming gasped, and then thought of the old man on the star road... was it him?

If so, why did he leave such a path? Is it just a simple screening test?

"Perhaps, I can only hope that we will see each other again in the future... so that we can understand everything!"

Jiang Ming sighed, then stopped thinking about it and tried to use the magic formula to absorb the fog in this space.

Buzz~

Wisps of pure black mist were immediately drawn forward and submerged into the black stone slab.

On the side, the black sword also floated to the side, inhaling the gray and black mist with ease. It was obvious that this guy was familiar with the situation here. Who knows how many times he had been here to inhale it...

"Try some silver!" Jiang Ming stared at the silver mist. Although he felt the danger in it, he was also a little greedy.

It's not a big deal if you get some fatal injuries...

boom……

Like lightning, a ray of silver light peeled out from the edge of the misty ocean, carrying a huge force and rushing towards Jiang Ming.

"Fellow Taoist, don't play with fire..." The black sword was so frightened that its body trembled, and it didn't even dare to absorb the silver mist.

winter!

The silver light struck the black stone slab, and a sound like thunder on the ground suddenly erupted.

"Hiss~"

Jiang Ming only felt a sharp backlash pain in his body, his muscles and veins burst, and his bones seemed to be broken.

However, the silver light was successfully sucked into the black stone slab. The black stone slab remained unharmed and unchanged, as if no matter how much mist there was, it would not reject it.

"Okay...one more!" Jiang Ming was delighted, and with an expressionless expression, he quickly recovered from his physical injuries and started to use the magic formula again to absorb the silver mist.

"Fellow Taoist Taoist, are you okay?" Heijian was shocked. Is this person crazy?

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ming looked confused, and then looked at Heijian with suspicion: "You can't do it, right? You can't even inhale this silver mist?"

Black Sword's whole body was slightly red, and he said excitedly: "What's wrong? Who are you to blame...I, I just..."

"Oh, by the way, I just don't like the smell of the silver mist!" Black Sword said hurriedly.

"Oh~ I see!"

Jiang Ming had a "everyone understands" expression on his face, nodded slightly and said: "He and Ren, oh no, the physiques of Ren and Jian cannot be generalized. I understand...Brother Jian doesn't need to explain..."

"I, I..." Black Sword turned even redder, as if he was extremely angry.

It was so angry that it... did not dare to touch the silver mist. Maybe the sword could hold it after inhaling it, but it was not certain whether its consciousness could hold it...

"A real man can bend and stretch...I can endure it!"

Winter! Winter! Winter!

From the side, rays of silver light struck one after another, but the human seemed to be fine and stood there without moving, collecting them all into the black stone slab.

The blade of the black sword trembled when he looked at it. Could it be that the person who stepped on the horse was the real person? Is he some kind of peerless monster? How could he carry it so well...
To be continued...