The sky and the earth were gray, as if thick fog was falling from the sky, covering the entire world.

And the thick fog was constantly advancing forward, and at the same time, deafening buzzing sounds continued to be heard from within the thick fog.

This buzzing sound is very similar to the "elephant's cry", and along with this elephant's cry, there is also a huge figure flying in the thick fog.

When Fang Jian arrived in the north, the first scene he saw was the above scene.

The second scene Fang Jian saw was the monks from various forces below who were resisting the huge monster in the thick fog.

The strongest of these cultivators was no more than Yangshen, and the weakest was only at the Refining God Realm. As the thick fog advanced, they continuously set up large formations in an effort to delay the speed of the fog's advance to the south.

After careful observation, Fang Jian discovered that all the magic weapons and spell attacks of the cultivators below could not cause any damage to the thick fog and the behemoth in the fog, and those large formations only blocked the speed of the thick fog moving south.

Although those large formations can block the advance of the thick fog, the thick fog will gradually erode the spiritual energy of the large formations, and finally the large formations will completely disintegrate under the erosion of the thick fog.

If the formation were to collapse and the monks had no time to withdraw, the behemoth in the thick fog would immediately sweep down at an extremely fast speed and swallow all the monks.

Then the behemoths opened their mouths and spit out the monks. However, the monks who were spit out no longer had any magic power in their bodies, because all their Taoism and magic power were swallowed up by these behemoths.

Fang Jian was quite surprised by this. He stood in mid-air, looking at the huge creature soaring up and down in the thick fog and said, "Is this a mirage?"

He remembered that when he came to this world, the great envoy told him that there were evil monsters and mirages in this world.

It can be seen that the big guys of the Golden Immortals are very clear about the situation of these remnant realms. The reason why the remnant realms are called remnant realms is that the rules of heaven and earth are not yet perfect and cannot withstand the magic power of the Golden Immortals.

Moreover, every move of the Golden Immortal of Great Luo bears the traces of the operation of the Way of Heaven, so it is even more impossible for him to use magic power to interfere with these remnant worlds, because if he is not careful, he may cause irreversible huge impact on the remnant worlds.

At this moment, another formation defense line collapsed below, and thick fog swept down. The monks below screamed and fled. Many low-level monks even had no time to escape and were directly swept into the thick fog.

The mirage flew down again in the thick fog, opened its mouth and swallowed the monks in one breath.

Fang Jian immediately used his magic power to rescue those monks, but he found that when the magic power entered the thick fog, it was immediately swallowed by the fog, and then the fog expanded directly.

"So that's how it is!" Fang Jian flew back and looked at the thick fog that was coming at him. He said, "This thick fog should be an extension of the mirage. The mirages live in this thick fog, just like the relationship between the sea and the fish. And these thick fogs and mirages can strengthen themselves by absorbing the monks' magic power, so

The monks' mana is the best nourishment for them."

That is to say, these mirages can only soar into the sky in this thick fog. Once they leave the thick fog, they will never be able to fly again?

Fang Jian thought of this and immediately activated his magical power. He made hand gestures and shouted, "Wind!"

'boom'

Just as the monks below moved to the next line of defense, a strong wind suddenly blew over an area of ​​thousands of miles from south to north between heaven and earth.

The strong wind whistled past and instantly blew towards the thick fog that stretched for thousands of miles.

But to Fang Jian's surprise, when the strong wind blew above the thick fog, it was like blowing above a Mian Mountain and was instantly blocked back.

The swirling wind blew Fang Jian's clothes and collided with the strong wind that continued to blow from the south. In an instant, whirlwinds formed above the sky and earth.

Upon seeing this, Fang Jian immediately withdrew his wind-calling technique, then summoned the Golden Sun Demon-Slaying Sword, releasing hundreds of sword energies. With a light shout, those hundreds of sword energies instantly rushed into the thick fog and headed towards the mirages.

Hundreds of sword energies transformed into hundreds of long rainbows that pierced the sky and instantly flew into the thick fog. The sword energy actually pierced hundreds of sword energy channels in the thick fog.

Afterwards, those hundreds of sword energies were all accurately slashed on the bodies of more than ten mirages. However, these sword energies that slashed on the mirages were all ineffective. They all turned into pure magic power and were absorbed by those mirages.

Fang Jian then unleashed the Thirty-Six Heavenly Thunder Techniques. As the sky filled with lightning, the thick fog was illuminated with a brilliant light.

All I saw were streaks of lightning dancing, flashing and leaping in the thick fog. Thunder from the sky was accompanied by the thick fog, and the scene was like the end of the world was about to come.

However, Fang Jian saw those mirages swimming and leaping in the thunder, as happy as fish swimming in the sea.

Especially when the thunder struck the mirages, the mirages were also surrounded by flashes of lightning, which were quickly absorbed by the mirages.

In the blink of an eye, the mirages absorbed the sword energy and heavenly thunder, and their bodies grew several times larger, along with the thick fog.

Fang Jian was finally helpless. Sword Qi, magic power, and heavenly thunder were all unable to deal with these mirages. Was he going to use the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle?

No! Fang Jian immediately rejected this idea. The Fractal God-Destroying Pestle was very powerful, but it was because it was too powerful.

The land of the Jambu World can withstand 50% of the power of the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle without collapsing, but the earth veins and land will be damaged. However, the Jambu World is the center of all worlds and is strengthened by the Taoist Ancestor and the Buddha.

This Hanxu Realm is just a remnant world. It is hard to say whether it can withstand even one tenth of the power of the Fractal God-Destroying Pestle.

Just when Fang Jian was feeling helpless, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from below.

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