Chapter 859: Incoming again

Just passing around the big stone, he laughed and laughed: "Haha, Emperor's release, you ..."
He didn't finish a sentence, and the second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat!
How can there be a figure of Emperor Shiyin?
What appeared to him was not the big rock he expected, but a swamp--
There are countless black stones jumping in the swamp, like black skulls.
Above the swamp, a colorful mist hovered around and looked extremely strange.
How could this be? !!
Feng Xiaoxun's face changed suddenly. What went wrong? !!
He is clearly on the right path!
He stepped back subconsciously, his feet soft, as if he had stepped into quicksand, and his whole body fell down.
not good! He also couldn't help thinking about what was wrong, and patted his palm downwards. The body then flew up with the reaction force and fell towards a promising rock.
"Eh!" He kicked a balloon as if he had stepped on it, and the rock that looked so hard and so stupid was actually kicked into powder by him.
He also couldn't stand and fell directly into the swamp--
Damn it! That big stone was actually a phantom, which made him a big bang!
Fortunately, he was very alert, and one didn't notice it. He rolled in the air and flew straight into the mist above the swamp--
"Cough, cough ..." I didn't know what was in the colored mist, and his breath was spicy and abnormal, and it was very embarrassing.
He waved his hand to set up an enchantment, guarded himself up and down, and isolated the colorful fog from the outside.
Keeping his body steady, he looked around as if he had been thrown in a basin of cold water, and his head was cold to his feet.
All the big rocks were gone, and what appeared to him was the endless swamp,
The mud in the swamp tumbled and looked dark and greasy.
He was familiar with such a situation.
A few years ago, he watched his thousands of magic soldiers sink into the swamp, be swallowed by mud, and never come out again--
Today is actually a recurrence!
The difference is that it's only himself who is stuck in the battle this time--
The formation method of Di Shiyin is imaginary and unpredictable. Although there may not be mud on this island, Di Shiyin can condense one out with instinct. There is no difference between the mud condensed by instinct and the real one ...
There seems to be great attraction in this mud. Feng Xiaoxun must fly into the mist to break away from the attraction of the mud.
He rushed left and right in the battle, everything reappeared as before, he would smash into a blaze of flames, smash into a poisonous mist again, earn again, and smash into a void. , Up and down, left and right chaos, white and blank. He didn't even know if he was standing or lying down--
He knew in his heart that this should be a fantasy, and if he desperately hit the sky, he should be able to get out.
But-he can't tell where the sky is now ...