Chapter 361: Takeshi Ozawa, Donghai
Qin Lang finally climbed up the glacier and saw a brand new mountain bike on the ground. He thought he might have lost his eyesight, but since the altitude was only one kilometer, how could he lose his eyesight.
Is it a trap
Here, not far from the center of the thundercloud, one can feel the terror of the thunder even from such a distance. What despair does Lin Keqing feel inside.
As soon as he thought about it, he pushed his bicycle and ran away. After walking for a while, he found that there were no traps, so he got on the bike and realized that not only was it fast, but the weather wasn't as cold anymore.
Two swords to slay immortals, one sword, and a missile explosion shattered the void here. The black robed man laid a deadly formation with his life, and the cursed person in his body will lose his soul and fall into hell forever.
Lin Keqing's memory finally turned into a blank.
She walked cautiously in the foggy area, feeling that she had lost something very important, but she couldn't remember it. But deep down, she had a belief that darkness would eventually pass and dawn would come.
Fortunately, in the midst of misfortune, her spiritual power was suppressed here, gradually overlapping with her body, and the explosive aura gradually balanced. Refining her body was the foundation, and cultivating her mind was also the foundation. At this point, both her body and mind were in harmony, and Lin Keqing's cultivation level changed from the early stage of innate state foundation building to the middle stage.
Mingjing wandered within her body without intention, and her immense power made her feel at ease. Even in the wilderness, she did not lose the courage to search for her true self.
Qin Lang's bicycle was blessed with spiritual talismans and was incredibly fast. He had a smooth journey and soon arrived at the Thunder Sea. Under the thunderous clouds, there was an endless black mist, and there was a restless smell in the air that made people's breathing sticky.
He felt the breath of Lin Keqing and resolutely stepped into the fog. The fog was silent, with only the sound of the wind whistling, as if he was isolated from the world.