: Two hundred fifty-three. I found you!

(Five more)
Overnight.
In the early morning of the next day, everyone woke up early, and after a simple wash and breakfast, began a new day to find the soul beast.
Fortunately, with the mount of the king of the earth, everyone also saves a lot of legs and feet.
Yang Ming sat cross-legged on the back of the king of the earth. The back shell of this giant scorpion soul beast lay flat and flat. Due to the scales on the scale armor, it will not be too smooth, and it is not easy to fall on it.
Moreover, the king of the earth is huge and sits high on the horizon. It does not have a taste, just like going out on a double-decker bus.
At first, everyone felt very new, but after sitting for a long time, they found out that it was all the same. After fresh, they all learned to sit cross-legged like Yang Ming, running meditation to absorb the soul power between heaven and earth.
The early morning temperature in the sunset forest is a little low, and the water in the air is very sufficient, forming a hazy mist in the forest.
The faint mist is cold and humid, with the breeze blowing, at this time, when the sun has not yet risen, it is also the time when the mist is the thickest.
Generally speaking, in the woods and deep mountains, there will often be miasma in the early morning, and some miasma is extremely poisonous, and it is easy to unknowingly erode the human body and cause major diseases.
Even if it is as strong as a Soul Master, if it is a careless one, it may be unknowingly, and the disease may fall.
However, the people in the field, not to mention Tanggu, who is good at using poison, and Tang San, who is good at detoxification. Even if they really have one or two lengths, Yang Ming can refine a few red medicines to relieve the predicament.
Of course, it is impossible for everything to require Yang Ming to do everything personally, otherwise it seems that other people are too incompetent.
Let's just talk about this kind of malaise, there are the malaise pills provided by Tang Sanyou, which can not only avoid most of the malaria invasion after eating, but also improve brainwashing.
Everyone sat on the back of the king of the earth and found that the morning mist not only showed no signs of dissipation, but instead became more and more dense with time, and the visibility also plummeted. Now the scenery more than ten meters away has been blurred and visible, fifty meters The outside is completely white and hard to see.
The air has the unique coolness of the morning, and it is mixed with water vapor to hit the face, cold and wet.
Although everyone's strength is good, a little chill can't cause much impact, but things must have monsters abnormally, and subconsciously step up the dike.
Flander reminded, saying
"Everyone be more careful. Some soul beasts like to act in the early morning. Now their sight is too poor. This is the perfect time for them to start."
In fact, there is no need to remind Dean Flanders, and everyone has already prepared for the battle.
Yang Ming's eyes were drooping, and he learned how to temper his consciousness through alchemy. After several weeks of cultivation, he already had some experience.
In Yang Ming's view, in addition to being more refined when refining the Elixir, the consciousness can also be used as a visiting field of vision, which is equivalent to a humanoid walking radar.
At this moment, Yang Ming held his breath and secretly paid attention to the surroundings. After a while, he noticed some movements in the forest, and a soul beast sneaked in silently.
If you look with the naked eye, because the thick white fog blocks the field of view, even top-level eyes like Ziji Devil's Eye and Writing Wheel Eye can't see through the heavy fog, but because of the help of consciousness, Yang Ming first discovered Enemies, shouted immediately
"Be careful! Enemy attack!"
The crowd originally hadn't met the enemy for more than half an hour, which caused the newly relaxed heart string to tighten again and looked around one by one.
There was a lot of white surroundings, the forest was very quiet, and even the sounds of birds singing and bugs seemed to be isolated.
At the next moment, a thick turbulence deep in the fog, a strange wind blowing from the front, the morning fog was turbulent, and the water vapor was thicker. The morning fog changed its color at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the original pure white to pink , With a little bit of ambiguity from her daughter's house.
Even, even the air is filled with a touch of sweetness, which seems to be the sweetness of love, and it is easy for people to indulge in it and it is difficult to extricate themselves.
But everyone on the scene didn't get caught in it, but many people changed color.
Flander's complexion changed, and he issued a warning.
"Be careful! This mist is poisonous!"
No need for Flanders to remind you that everyone had already shown their magical powers across the sea, and faced the attack towards the pink mist.
Dai Mubai had already possessed Wushun, and his mouth was wide open. A white tiger's strong light wave sprayed out. The dazzling white light spit out from the depths of his throat, turning into a blasting white light beam, which easily penetrated the pink dense fog.
The rest of them even waved their hands forward and shot the smashing pink mist.
However, there is an old saying that it is good at water.
The water is soft and invisible, and the dense pink mist formed by water vapor also inherits such characteristics.
Although everyone has the means to easily lift a crisis, it is a pity that it is only the skill of a tea. The pink mist that has just broken apart is condensed again, and it seems that there are masters behind it. The pink mist will everyone. Surrounded.
Today, everyone is sitting on the back of the king of the earth, as if it were an isolated island. Looking at the past is a pink poisonous mist. If they are not working together, they will constantly strangle the mist coming near them, saying that they must have been poisoned. .
Yang Ming secretly used his consciousness to explore the specific figure of the controller in the fog, perhaps because he just reminded him that the other party was very slippery and autumn, each time he stayed in place for no more than two seconds, making Yang Ming want to be sure It is difficult to launch an attack on the other side.
Seeing other people resisting the poisonous fog and struggling hard, Yang Ming took Jiedu Dan out of Youhai Najie, and after refining it for Du Gu Bo last time, there were still a lot of herbs left. Refined some.
Yang Ming was awesome and gave one to each person.
"This is Jiedu Pill, which can protect you from poison mist."
With that said, Yang Ming took the lead and swallowed one, and threw one to the king of the earth under the seat, and at the same time brought the poison mist close to EbookFREE.me~ without any impact.
Seeing Yang Ming set an example, everyone doubted that he had taken Jiedu Dan by mouth.
The taste is a bit weird, even a bit spicy, but it is acceptable.
With the detoxification pill provided by Yang Ming, everyone will no longer do useless work and let the pink poison mist drown them.
The poison mist is very viscous, and the visibility is reduced to the extreme, reaching the point where you can't reach your fingers.
It stands to reason that other creatures were poisoned to death by toxins in the morning, but Yang Ming and others were sitting quietly on the back of the king of the earth as if they were nothing.
The soul beast that controls the pink poisonous mist is very angry and increases the output unbelief.
But as it did so, the figure that had been constantly moving slowed down.
Yang Ming burst into a flash of light, Tao
"Got you!"
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