: 1280, find a boat and fake it.

The Elves have lost their color and have no spiritual power. This is something that everyone can see, but no one can find the reason.
Because, throughout the Elven Sea that surrounds the entire Elven Kingdom, it is only this abnormal situation that is close to the burning of the sea.
Mingwuyan stared at the Elf Sea carefully, and she knew that if they didn't find the answer, they would be in trouble.
In order to find some clues, Mingwuyan took out an artifact and directly controlled it with divine power and threw it into the sea of ​​elves...
The artifact slides into the water, and the water on the side of the elf is clear, and the Emerald Sea, which has no color, seems to have injected new vitality...
Fusang’s sorrowful eyes looked at this scene.
It’s hard, is it just an illusion?

He just watched the score, and the artifact in Yan Yan’s head did not exert any power at all. The artifact only automatically sensed the aura in the elf sea.
Mingwuyan saw that the artifact in the water was intact, and even when the magical power in the artifact was transmitted to her own hand through the power of her own traction, she was shocked.
"Fusang sluts, perhaps, the spiritual power of this elf sea is not disappearing, but the aura here is all transformed into pure gas of God. Some people have concealed everything here, so they have turned everything here."
Mingwu Yan Daming made a guess.
As for why it is illusory, and it is not noticeable, it is somewhat confusing.
This looks more like a phantom.
Yes, it is a phantom!
Ming Mist Yan suddenly jumped, difficult, this is the illusion of the use of the gods?
If the general illusion is difficult for her, let alone the Fusang monk is good at seeing the illusion, so that he can't see it. If he can't find the flaw again, there is only the illusion of the god.
Because of the special circumstances of this Elven Sea, there is no living, so she can't even see where there is a ghost, where there is a problem.
Fusang monks listened to Yan’s guess and fell into thinking.
He also threw a magical instrument he carried with himself into the sea of ​​elves. This time, he strongly concealed his spiritual power and used the power of the soul to perceive the sea of ​​elves.
Soon, he also found the problem.
As Yan Biantou said, although this elf sea does not have the spiritual power to fluctuate, but the power is full of richness.
Hard to come...
Suddenly, he widened his eyes.
"Yan Shutou, I think, someone used a special method to open the enchantment outside the treasure of the sea. The sealed power inside leaked out..."
Having said that, the Fusang monks have already felt that things are more serious.
If the power of this piece of Elven Sea is brought together, then the power to nourish this sea creature will surely be a must for all kinds of spirits and warcraft.
Think about it this way, he has been confused for half a month before.
It should be after the place where he was trapped, there will be more enthusiasm there, and even more, there should be a powerful behind-the-scenes force, they want to monopolize the magical field of the Elven Sea.
Fusang’s monks looked at Yan’s head and didn’t know what to say.
The eyes of Mingwuyan looked into the distance, and then the eyes were on the ring of the stars in their hands.
This time, she found that she could not see the secret river, and there was no way to use this method to find the whereabouts of Xue Yihan.
"Yan Shutou, you will send a few messages to the pretty cold." Fusang monk suddenly said another sentence.
Now they are getting closer and closer to the direction of the sea, and they don’t know if they can get cold.
Mingwu nodded and immediately took out his own fairy book mud, and immediately sent a message to Xue Yihan.
However, a message was issued and she had been getting news of Xue Yihan, which made her very depressed.
Looking at the fairy book clay that was used very well before, Ming Mist Yan fell into deep thought.
It seems that in the future, it is still necessary to upgrade this fairy book to a certain level. Now, in the current situation, it seems that it is not very easy to use!
Fusang scorpion saw Yan Shantou here is not connected to the cold, he also tried to use the silver bell to contact the cold, but still, no effect.
Green Zee also tried several times and ended up failing.
The boat, moving on, about a long time ago, the fog suddenly stopped their boat suddenly stopped.
Mingwu Yan was originally playing with Xiao Chuan, seeing the boat stop, she came out and glanced forward.
I saw that the elves in front of the sea did not know when, they were already full of various ships, white and red, blue and gold, and all kinds of boats.
There are even a few beautiful paintings on it.
Mingwu Yan curiously looked at the same doubts of the Fusang monks. "It's very lively! Have you seen so many people before?"
The Fusang monk shook his head lightly. "No, I have not encountered it."
"Bad Wang Hao, not as good as I used to ask on other ships!" Fu Xin is ready to take the initiative to understand the situation.
Mingwu Yan shook his head lightly. "Don't go, our boat is on the side, looking for a ship to fake it and understand the situation."
When Fusang’s monk heard it and his eyes lit up, he immediately turned to the head and told him to do it.
Now the situation of the elves is special, so I rushed to ask, people don’t necessarily tell the truth, and if they don’t ask well, they won’t get a good face.
However, if the ship hits someone else, it will be said separately. No matter whether the other party is unhappy or not, there must always be an intersection.
The bright fog looked around and hugged the little Chu in his arms.
At this time, Xiao Chuyu changed back to the child who was not good at life. Like her own mother, she looked around calmly and quietly.
At this moment, their elf boat slowly moved forward, and then, slammed into a painting that was closest to them.
Originally there was no one outside, and it seemed that they were resting in the cabin. There were several people coming out of this collision.
However, after the other party glanced at his own ship, he slammed and went back.
After a while, Mingwuyan did not see anyone coming out of the boat.
Lu Ze’s doubts:
These people actually don’t care, the power does not happen! The temper is really good.

"Is it true that they know that this is the ship of the Elf Emperor, so, do not dare to make a living?" Fu Xin said quietly.
Mingwu Yan lightly nodded. "There is this possibility. However, try again, then hit it again, let's see the situation."
Ming Mist was not arrogant, and Fusang was just a smile, and she did what she said.
When the ship hit the painting again, not only did the paintings violently shake, but the misty ship where they were located also violently swayed...
The clear fog and the careful discovery, this shock is not all from the cause of the collision, and the ability to fluctuate from the bottom of the elves...