Towards the unknown game fantasy

Wei Qing immediately came to the next floor, looking up into the endless view, seeing this scene, Wei Qing could not help but be stunned, sighing in his heart that the sky was still the same sky, the air was still the same air, but a little hot, but the ground was not the same ground, which can be described by a poem, called: The sky has changed to the center of the earth. The terrain is chopped by a knife, and the traces are cracked like a curve. The hot land has no chance, and there is only one piece of soil. The scorching sun shoots it alone, and warm waves rise. Who can tell the endless suffering? The scorching earth burns all the people, the round sun is yellow without a hair, showing the vicissitudes of life, refining the poisonous sun, and swimming in the fire of the wasteland at the end of summer!

The once abundant harvest has long since been destroyed by natural disasters, and the hopes of creatures have fallen into depravity. Although they still have dreams, they have become haggard after several twists and turns. Although they are still alive, they are like being in a painful hell and unable to turn over, just like being slowly swallowed by an endless abyss due to exhaustion! It is unbearable!

This place is vast and boundless, the scorching sun shines high in the horizon, radiating a majestic and vicissitudes of power, sweeping out an endless magnificent scene, a majestic momentum and extremely violent. The earth is overwhelmed by this power and is humiliated and cracked, just like the earth fissioning and falling into a vast tattoo! The fierce and majestic scene is very hot and scary!

Wei Qing was in this place, as if he no longer felt real in such a desolate place. He was even scared and sweated all over. He dared not raise his head. It was not because of other things that if he dared to raise his head, he would be punished by the scorching sun on the spot, because the hot breath was very violent. The earth was humiliated and turned into burnt soil like sand, let alone ordinary humans! If you raise your head, you will be hit by a hammer on the spot. I don’t know if your face will turn red, but you will be tanned anyway, and your face will be sweaty!

At this moment, Wei Qing could only sigh that he was a ghost cultivator, otherwise he would have been burned to death on the spot in such extreme temperature. It had only been a few seconds since he arrived here, but he felt a lot of sweat coming out of his body, and a feeling of fatigue and drowsiness came over him. It seemed that if he couldn't leave here quickly, he would be confused and unable to leave forever!

This place is full of deep cracks caused by drought. At first glance, it seems that all you see is the same scenery, with withered trees and dry weeds! It's dry and dry, as if it is about to become a desert.

Not only that, but they seemed to be emitting transparent flames, and the steaming heat infected everything. On the vast land, whirlwinds would occasionally roll up, bringing wisps of yellow earth swaying in the air, like a wisp of lonely smoke blocking the view, making people feel indescribable horror, and the mysterious atmosphere also made people stay away, with a kind of disgust that made them want to stay away from it immediately!

Wei Qing then found a huge dead tree, under which he could enjoy the shade. Although the tree was killed by heaven, some of its helpful character was still unshakable, as if its immovable and majestic character was still displayed here selflessly!

Wei Qing was stunned. In such a place, he felt that this chicken feather was a hateful experience and a tragedy!

It's just that every time in the past, it was a huge storm. Maybe it would pass if you endure it, but Wei Qing is the kind of person who would never force himself to endure such a thing, or even any bad thing.

So he looked around and found that there was not a single ghost shadow in the farthest distance within his divine consciousness. This was undoubtedly a Jedi!

With a wave of his hand, Wei Qing placed piles of Nether Crystals all over the ground. He wanted to improve his cultivation as much as possible, then he took a look and signaled Scyther to practice together. Scyther looked at it with disdain, flew over with some helplessness, and then opened his mouth to spit out some treasures one by one. The first one was a platinum sphere, which was the Undead God Sheep Bead. The God Sheep was still jumping around inside. It was obviously a bead that could summon the God Sheep. There was also a set of platinum God Sheep armor, which was extremely powerful. The rest were a bunch of swords, spears and weapons!

Wei Qing raised his hand and took away only the Death Spirit Sheep Bead, waved his hand and said: "The rest are all yours. Didn't you say that you can refine the spells of the Death Spirit Sheep? Take it out and show it off, okay?"

Scyther was startled, put away the remaining weapons, and then calmly spit out another misty bead. The swirling mist inside was as violent and violent as the devil's energy. Then, it sent out a thought and said, "The inherited memory of that kind of swallowing cannot be reproduced, at least I can't do it now. It's just the innate spell of the Dead Sheep. It's not very important to make the body bigger or smaller. Why don't you take a look at what this mist bead is!"

Wei Qing immediately showed a look of contempt, which meant that hoarding treasures privately was extremely bad.

So that's how it happened. Wei Qing immediately picked up the mist bead without any further hesitation, because he was skeptical about what Scyther's said, but since the Scyther was unwilling to give it to him, it would be too much to force it. So he would wait for the opportunity when it was not prepared and then trick it, and then it would be willing to do so. If he tried to influence it, that would be a joke, as the cold-blooded insect would still be greedy and want nothing more than to swallow an elephant!

Wei Qing picked up the mist beads, and wisps of light mist slowly rose and rippled, giving people an unfathomable sense of mystery!

His spiritual sense basically did not find anything in it, just like air. The next moment, he directly refined it. With the help of the energy of the Nether Crystal Stone, it only took a cup of tea for Wei Qing to refine it all. There was only a spell recorded in it to spray mist. He learned it at a glance. This spell was very simple, just like using heat to turn water into steam. It was not difficult at all!

Wei Qing felt bored and started practicing, but he was awakened from his practice after half a day. It was not because he lacked concentration, but because he was awakened by a kind of undead heat. Wei Qing was very angry and slapped his forehead and thought of a possibility. That is to use this undead mist to gather clouds and create rain, that is, to release a large number of rain clouds to condense the mist in this area into rain, and it must be a super heavy rain!

Wei Qing was not the type to be fussy and he acted on his thoughts. At first, the fog created by his magic was very thin, not even clouds, but gas at best, and it evaporated in an instant.

Then he thought that the undead mist could only be created by the means of a necromancer. The next moment, he simply transformed into a necromancer, and as pieces of Nether Crystal Stone exploded to provide him with ghost cultivation magic power, it was transformed into the energy needed by the necromancer. Over and over again, mists appeared in large numbers. All of a sudden, clouds and raindrops condensed in the sky above. Although the rain was not heavy, it was the beginning of an achievement!

Finally, the sky here became especially gloomy, and the scorching day was gradually covered with a layer of gray atmosphere by the undead mist. Although the scorching sun was moving violently and seemed to be very low and close to the ground, it could still be separated by a layer of clouds. This small world seemed so changeable and extremely mysterious.

This place was finally no longer quiet, because Wei Qing had condensed enough rain clouds. At the same time, he released a large amount of lightning in the super-large undead fog that was within his reach. This was also because Scyther needed a large amount of thunder power to increase its strength, so with the thunder caused by the expansion and collision of the clouds, he estimated that it should be enough!

Wei Qing created a violent scene in this area, but still turned it into a plastic pure land of life!

"Boom! Crack!" Every time Wei Qing raised his hand, he could summon a cloud of undead, and then continuously summon lightning. The undead clouds in the sky also thundered at the same time. Not only that, the shameless mantis monster was rampant in the huge cloud, running as fast as the wind, looming in the mist like a dragon. Every time it swallowed lightning, it would be split into shining white bones and transparent. However, it was very resistant to damage. It was not killed on the spot, and it directly absorbed the energy released by the thunder.

The next moment, "哗啦啦!" Heavy rain came down violently, and Wei Qing suddenly felt a familiar cold air blowing on his face. In an instant, he felt refreshed. Seeing his masterpiece, he smiled bitterly with satisfaction, which also proved that his previous efforts were not in vain!

However, Wei Qing discovered a problem in his mind. Actually, his mind was not on the rain, but on the Undead Mist technique. He seemed to be sure that if this Undead Mist spell was used properly, it would be a terrible spell. It should be comparable to the magical spells that might cause a catastrophic disaster to the enemy, or even equivalent to a heavenly calamity. It was undoubtedly a kind of magical power with strange phenomena of heaven and earth!

Wei Qing named his vision of heaven and earth, the vision of heaven and earth, the power of the dead spirits ~ rain from the sky! Then, inspired by the rule beads and the magic of all things, Wei Qing realized the mist magic again. Finally, Wei Qing had to create a cultivation system by himself, which was the mist cultivation system.

It was also under his practice that fog spells came into being one after another. Among them were fog balls. Countless fog balls could turn an area into a fog field, blocking the view and allowing sneak attacks on important places.

There are even mist vaporizers, which can be any weapon, mist mounts, which can be any shape, mist avatars, which can be very casual and not picky in appearance, or you can summon as many mist cannons as you want, such as mist sea, mist waves, mist sun, etc. It's like the mist can depict endless templates and infinite modes at will! ! !