Chapter 575

Although Yang Junshan and Zhang Yueming both entered the magic fog, Yang Junshan even lost Zhang Yueming's trace, leaving only the changing magic scene in front of him, reminding Yang Junshan where he is at this time.

Yang Junshan's eyes are frosty, trying to test the essence of the illusory fog in front of him with his wide cold spiritual eyes. However, in addition to making the original illusory world look more illusory, he still can't see through the essence of the whole illusory fog space.

Yang Junshan sacrificed Li Jing again, but the yellow light emitted by Li Jing deliberately dispersed the illusion was suppressed by the magic fog space and could not rush out of the mirror three feet away.

The feeling in the magic fog is quite wonderful. Yang Junshan walks in it with the magic stone in his hand, just like watching the dreamland deduced from the memory of friar Cao Xun as a bystander.

The entrance of each scene of the dreamland has a feeling that people can't help but want to enter it and be immersive.

Every time at this time, the magic stone in Yang Junshan's hand will flash a magical light, which makes Yang Junshan wake up from it. Immediately, it is creepy that the magic fog can confuse the heart, and he can't help but fear the magical means of the original owner of the secret land.

Which fairyland entrance should I choose to enter?

Yang Junshan's eyes could not help but choose from the constantly changing environmental scenes in front of him. Although it is said that there are 36 treasures in the magic fog, it is only a legend after all. According to Yang Junshan's knowledge, it is not that no one just got the medium and low-grade spirit tools from the magic fog. Of course, if the low-grade spirit tools are also one of the 36 treasures, Yang Junshan naturally has nothing to say.

At this time, a thunder burst in Yang Junshan's ear, which really startled him. He even subconsciously used his magic power to shrink into inches and stepped forward, leaving the place of his original combat power in an instant.

But at the moment when Yang Junshan moved, he had reacted in an instant: "it's bad. Just now, the sound should be the sound from the dreamland, but he took it seriously!"

However, at this time, the body shape has moved, and it is too late to stop. Yang Junshan feels that the scene in front of him suddenly changes. The sky is full of thick lead clouds, and sometimes light flashes and renders in the depths of the lead clouds. Then there is a rumbling noise from the sky. Yang Junshan has just stepped out of his subconscious step, and people have rushed into an unknown fantasy.

Yang Junshan looked around, but saw that he was standing on a wasteland at this time. In addition to the heavy lead cloud above his head, the occasionally undulating wasteland ground showed a yellow with green in most cases, like rust and copper green.

There is very little vegetation on the wasteland. There are occasionally one or two clumps of wasteland grass, which looks listless. From the dense dark clouds gathered above, it is not necessarily dry and rainy. Then there is a possibility that this wasteland is not suitable for the growth of vegetation.

Although Yang Junshan hasn't studied the inheritance of the prospector, he has more or less gained a lot of insight from the little sister's plain explanation. He can see the color of the wasteland ground. I'm afraid the soil here contains copper and iron metals, which makes it unsuitable for vegetation growth?

Yang Junshan pondered a little, and there was a faint yuan magnetic aura around him. The small gold and iron objects in the soil were immediately absorbed. With his walking, a layer of yellowish brown fine iron sand was soon covered around Yang Junshan.

Sure enough, the soil here is full of gold, iron and other things. No wonder it is deserted.

But without waiting for Yang Junshan to sigh in his heart, there was a sudden rumbling noise overhead, like a giant beast hidden in dark clouds accumulating strength and brewing an attack.

When Yang Junshan looked up, he was seeing a strong light suddenly. Yang Junshan said something bad in his heart. When his mind moved, the yuan magnetic aura dispersed in an instant, and the iron sand and copper green adsorbed all around immediately scattered on the ground.

However, it was already late. A thunderbolt tore the thick lead cloud, just like a centipede falling from the sky and chopping down directly at the top of Yang Junshan.

There was no place to hide. However, Yang Junshan could only run jiuren Zhenyuan with all his strength. With the mountain guarding magic power, he gathered the vigorous Qi to protect himself and forcibly resist the thunder.

Yang Junshan's mountain guarding magic power finally resisted the thunder falling from the sky. At this time, the explosion in the sky came.

However, although the thunder light was blocked, the scattered electric snakes still swam on the body protecting vigorous Qi, and even directly penetrated into the real yuan of Yang Junshan. The strength of acid and hemp wanted to make people's body soft.

Yang Junshan's flesh is strong and powerful. Naturally, he can't help these scattered electric lights.

Yang Junshan was also a little lucky. Fortunately, this thunderbolt was only the thickness of his forearm. Yang Junshan could resist it in a hurry. If the thunder was more prosperous, he might not be able to resist it in a hurry at the speed of the sudden attack.

However, he was struck by thunder as soon as he came up, which made Yang Junshan feel bad anyway. It just seemed that there was no other reason except that he just absorbed the gold and iron debris in the soil with Yuan magnetic Lingguang.

To confirm his guess, there is only one way, that is to repeat the old technique in another place, but Yang Junshan is not sure if he is struck by thunder again. Who knows whether the next thunderbolt from heaven will be more powerful than the previous one.

Yang Junshan didn't know what to do on the wasteland for a time, so he could only wander aimlessly. At the same time, he was still hesitating whether to use yuan magnetic Lingguang again to test whether there was thunder falling from the sky.

However, Yang Junshan soon noticed that as he kept moving forward, the color of the ground under his feet was constantly changing, and the original light yellow and green color gradually increased, which was a phenomenon of a large increase in the content of subsidies in the soil.

When Yang Junshan hesitated to move on, finally another loud bang came from the sky.

Yang Junshan was so frightened that he almost offered up the guardian magic power again. However, he was slightly relieved by the thunderbolt and thunder light falling from the sky hundreds of feet away. This time it wasn't splitting him.

However, this time the thunder light was twice thicker than the one that had split Yang Junshan before. If it really fell on his head, it would be unbearable.

But then Yang Junshan wondered again. Who was this thunder splitting?

Yang Junshan looked up and saw that the thunder falling from the sky fell on a hill in an instant. Specifically, it fell on a huge stone protruding from the cliff at the top of the hill.

"Well, is it not because this stone is actually a thing of gold and iron?"

Yang Junshan's mind flashed and wandered aimlessly on the wasteland. Seeing this suddenly, he naturally wanted to come closer to see what happened.

But unexpectedly, at this time, another thunder fell from the sky, and the huge stone protruding from the hill was immediately cut off, turned over and rolled down from the top of the mountain, smashing countless gravel all the way.

This is just right. Yang Junshan hesitated to go up to the top of the hill. What if there was another thunder and he fell together? This huge stone was cut off, which saved him from climbing again.

Walking quickly to the bottom of the hill, Yang Junshan soon saw the huge stone that had been cut off. At this time, Yang Junshan also quickly confirmed that this huge stone indeed contained high-quality gold and iron. Although it was not sure what kind of metal spiritual material it contained, it was no problem to reach the spiritual level at least.

However, what's more wonderful is that this golden and iron stone has been washed and trained by the thunder light all the year round on the top of the mountain. It already contains rich lightning power. If the spiritual material can be extracted from the huge stone, it will be a rare treasure for friars who cultivate gold and thunder magic, At least if you refine it into a flying sword, it's much more powerful than a hundred year lightning peach wood sword.

Do you want to put away this huge gold and iron stone?

Yang Junshan hesitated more or less. He was afraid that if he really put this boulder away, would the dreamland judge that he had obtained the treasure and let him out of the magic fog space?

If this is true, Yang Junshan himself despised those friars who were elated to get a low-grade spirit weapon from the magic fog. You know, in order to get a magic spirit stone that can enter the magic fog space, shaking Tianzong directly smashed in a spirit vein in exchange. This gold and iron boulder can't compare with a spirit vein anyway?

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand and patted his face, wondering what happened to him. How could he be so hesitant for a spiritual material? When did he become so greedy? Was it also because of the influence of this dreamland?

Since this huge stone is here, let it be here. You can go to find other treasures. If you can't, just come back and make up for it.

Thinking of this, Yang Junshan saw that after the boulder fell, there was no thunder in the sky to split down towards the hill, so he turned and walked towards the hill, ready to climb high and look into the distance to see what there was in the wasteland.

Carefully waiting on the hill, I saw that the dark clouds above me were always calm and did not breed thunder, light and lightning. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Only then was I ready to show my wide cold spirit and look into the distance.

However, the scene in front of him made Yang Junshan forget to use his magic power for a time, or at this time he didn't use his magic power at all. Within a radius of more than ten miles from his sight, Yang Junshan saw three or five thunder lights falling from the sky in different directions at the same time.

And after the three or five thunder lights fell, several more thunder lights fell at different positions.

In addition, nearly ten directions are distributed around the hill in more than ten different directions. Every once in a while, a thunder light will fall from the sky and fall on one of them.

In a trance, Yang Junshan thought of a place in the cultivation world, that is, leiyuan distributed in Leizhou.

Does this dreamland evolve into leiyuan in Leizhou?

At this time, Yang Junshan suddenly found another thunder light falling from the sky within his sight. What's more strange is that each time the thunder light falls, the position is actually different, and each time the thunder light falls, the position is actually approaching the direction of Yang Junshan.