The gate of Wudu had no mechanism. When my ancestors were there, my ancestors set up a magic barrier inside, and no one could enter. Now that my ancestors left, my magic barrier disappeared.

There was darkness inside the fog.

As soon as I entered, I felt a cold breath.

This feeling is like the central air conditioner is turned on inside, which is completely different from the feeling in the treasure house.

But the cold in the fog is not the kind of uncomfortable coldness.

Moreover, in the fog city, there was a thick fog, and it was almost impossible to see the person in front of me.

The name of Wudu is indeed well-known.

However, the people present were all of them with advanced cultivation and their eyesight was absolutely strong.

Speaking of which, Chen Yang has the weakest cultivation level.

If you look closely, the place where the ancestors practiced was actually the center of the entire fog city.

The ground is a huge Bagua formation!

Standing here, you can feel the air flowing.

This is the feeling brought by the magic circle.

Chen Yang was thinking about another thing. His ancestors said that he fled to the fog when he was in danger.

Does it mean that the enemy dare not come in when he escapes here?

It can't be that simple, right?

There must be other mechanisms here.

Chen Yang began to search around.

Shen Mo Nong and others were also amazed at it. What they were surprised was that the fog here condensed and it would not dissipate for a long time.

Shen Mo Nong wanted to sit on the throne of his ancestors' cultivation.

But she just thought about it and didn't dare to go there rashly.
Chapter completed!