Meng Chao squinted his eyes and looked in the direction that Ice Storm was pointing.

I found that Thousand Blades Peak was completely different from the surrounding rolling mountains, including the island-like isolated peaks suspended in mid-air.

Unlike naturally occurring earth folds, it has relatively gentle and gentle curves.

Rather, it looks like stone pillars rising abruptly, clustered together in an interlaced manner.

And because it is difficult for plants to grow on the stone pillars that are almost perpendicular to the ground, the bare ridges look extremely sharp, like gleaming swords, guns, and halberds, spraying no trace of energy toward the sky just around the corner.

Concealed murderous intent.

Of course, what troubles Meng Chao is not how steep Thousand Blades Peak is.

With his current skill, even if every rock wall on Thousand Blades Peak is as smooth as a mirror, as long as there is a gap as thick as a hair, he can still climb up it as if on flat ground.

The problem is that Thousand Blades Peak is also a suspended mountain.

Suspended in the air at least several hundred meters above the ground.

Moreover, strong winds were blowing between Thousand Blades Peak and the ground, clouds and mist were lingering, invisible turbulence crashed hard against the bottom of the mountain range, and roars like roars of tigers and dragons could be heard faintly.

One can imagine how complex the spiritual magnetic environment in mid-air is, and how terrifying the strong wind containing spiritual energy is.

It is not that there are no birds and beasts in the Holy Mountain of Turan.

In fact, because there have been few people in the past three thousand years, and the aura here is far richer than the outside world, the totem beasts that grow here may not be as exaggerated as the behemoths outside, but their number and ferocity are definitely unprecedented.

Nothing less.

Along the way, Meng Chao and Ice Storm encountered several groups of vicious predators.

If both of them hadn't been proficient in concealment methods, it wouldn't have been so easy for them to arrive here without any danger.

The spiritual energy around Thousand Blades Peak is obviously very rich.

In the sky for dozens of miles around, there was no sign of flying totem beasts.

Not to mention falcons, not even a sparrow was seen.

This is enough to show that the sky here is full of invisible traps.

If Meng Chao rashly activates his magnetic levitation and anti-gravity abilities and tries to fly up to Thousand Blades Peak, he may be caught in the turbulence of space in minutes, and his hands and feet may be severed at the least, torn into pieces at worst, or even torn into a ball of blood mist alive.

Meng Chao was about to ask how to get up to Ice Storm.

However, after observing the surroundings, Ice Storm gently picked a translucent hair from his head.

She clasped her hands together, muttered something in her mouth, rubbed her palms together, and when she opened her palms again, the hair had been twisted into a ball of shiny broken hair injected with spiritual energy.

The ice storm confirms that there is no wind around now.

Meng Chao also held his breath.

Then he carefully scattered the broken hair on the ground.

And carefully observe the direction in which the broken hair is blown away by the wind, as well as the scattering situation after falling to the ground.

Meng Chao knew that she was trying to identify the direction.

In other worlds, we often encounter situations where the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and moon have no light, or even overwhelming fog covers everything.

Without a compass, it would be difficult to accurately identify east, west, north, and south just by observing the sky.

Even with a compass, interference often occurs and delays important events.

Therefore, extraordinary beings with experience in wild survival prefer to use the interaction between the magnetic field of life and the magnetic field of the planet to identify the direction.

Since hair is produced by one's own essence and blood, after being crushed into pieces, hair is almost weightless and hollow, making it easier to inject spiritual energy, making it the best carrier for this identification method.

The dozen or twenty years that Ice Storm spent in the Land of Holy Light being hunted by the Night's Watch were not in vain.

She quickly identified due north through the distribution of broken hair, and accurately mapped the relative relationship between several suspended mountains on the horizon of due north.

"Did you see the suspended mountain range with two peaks in front of you? That's the 'Double Deer Peak'.

"The peak at the back is almost invisible, but looks like a huge square rock that flew into the sky for no reason. That is the 'Warhammer Peak'.

"Behind Shuanglu Mountain and Warhammer Peak, they are almost completely covered by them, and only the sharp corner is exposed, which is the 'Lance Mountain'.

"Judging from the positional relationship of these suspended mountains, the space here is about to change again. We must rush to the blue rock in front that is cracked alive by the roots of the mandala tree before the fog rises.

go!"

Meng Chao, carrying the Saint of Ancient Dreams on his back, had just been led by Ice Storm to climb up the huge blue rock that had been split in half thousands of years ago but was still tightly intertwined with the roots of the mandala tree.

When I looked back, I found that the footholds where Ice Storm had just observed the east, west, north and south had been swallowed up by the fog.

The mist in all directions surged like sea water at high tide.

Even the rolling suspended mountains in the sky seemed to be shrouded and swallowed by the fog, disappearing without a trace.

Only the huge blue rock where they are located is the only safe island.

Hearing the roar like a wave coming from the fog, Meng Chao knew very well that if the ice storm had not led the way, but he had been foolishly exploring, and when the fog rose, he still could not find a stable foothold in space, and fell into the depths of the fog.

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Even if he didn't die now, he would have been randomly teleported to a place deep in the Holy Mountain.

Maybe he will get stuck in a rock crevice hundreds of meters deep, maybe he will fall directly from mid-air, maybe he will crash into the ruins of an ancient battlefield full of dangers, or even overlap with the space of the evil puppet and the remains of the totem armor, making him

His flesh and blood body merged with the remains of war machinery, turning into an unrecognizable monster.

These are all bloody lessons that happened to the people on earth when they explored the foggy area around Dragon City just after they crossed over.

Fortunately, this space change lasted very briefly.

As soon as Meng Chao started to think wildly, the fog around him quickly dissipated.

The surrounding scenery changed again like the stars.

The wilderness became a jungle, the jungle became an abyss, the abyss became a lake, and the lake became a swamp.

What made Meng Chao even more unbelievable was that Thousand Blades Peak, which was just out of reach just now, had dropped from a height of several hundred meters to a height of several tens of meters.

Moreover, the entire suspended mountain range was turned upside down 180 degrees!

The "swords, guns, swords and halberds" that had been thrust straight into the sky just now were now thrust straight towards the ground or Meng Chao's head.

From the pinnacles piercing the sky, it turned into stalagmites hanging down from the sky.

The distance was so close that Meng Chao couldn't help but stretched out his hand to grab a handful.

"We have to hurry up."

Ice Storm told Meng Chao, "This period of space stability will not last long, and this is the best time to climb Thousand Blades Peak in the past three days and nights. If you miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you will have to find a way to fly up by yourself."

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Meng Chao nodded.

At an altitude of less than a hundred meters, and without the obstruction of strong winds, air turbulence or space barriers, it was naturally not a problem for him.

Looking around, he extracted the heavy sword "Skull Crusher" from his body, and cut down a datura tree of medium size in the not too dense woods nearby.

Then he cut off all the branches three times, five by two, and turned into a bare piece of wood.

After consulting Ice Storm and knowing that the Snow Leopard female warrior could climb Thousand Blades Peak with her own strength, Meng Chao took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and wrapped the chain of "Skull Crusher" around Bi.

A piece of wood not much thicker than the thigh.

"Whirring whirring!"

Meng Chao grasped the chain tightly with both hands and twisted the wood in circles.

When the rotational speed reaches the extreme, the chain is suddenly released, allowing the wood to fly towards the inverted Thousand Blades Peak like a javelin.

Then, Meng Chao roared and started running with small steps. Every time he stepped on the ground, he left a fist-sized dent on the ground, and the pit was surrounded by spiderweb-like cracks.

Just like this, after sprinting for more than ten steps, he suddenly jumped up, arriving first, leaping twenty or thirty meters into the air, and also jumped directly on top of the wood.

"Snapped!"

There was just an explosion, and the wood that had been moistened with a lot of spiritual energy deep in the holy mountain and was as hard as iron was crushed to pieces by Meng Chao in the air. Among the scattered wood fragments, there were almost no fragments larger than a fingernail.

Meng Chao used this pedaling force to take his already extreme speed and momentum to a higher level, like a strange bird with invisible wings, flying up to an altitude of seventy or eighty meters with ease.

At this distance, the "stalagmite" hanging upside down above your head is literally within reach.

Meng Chao then unhurriedly threw out the chain and wrapped it around a stalagmite with an uneven surface to facilitate the exertion of force. He swung over and held himself firmly in place by inserting his little finger into the rock crevice.

On top of the stalagmite.

Almost at the same time he found the anchor point.

The ice storm also fell silently around him like a piece of light snowflake.

The method used by the Snow Leopard Warrior is similar to his.

Instead of relying on the force of pedaling to crush the tree trunk, the branches of the mandala tree are extremely flexible and elastic.

Bend a branch to the extreme and fix it to the ground with ice cubes to form a simple slingshot.

Then, the ice cubes were shattered, the branches were thrown high, and she was thrown into the air.

Coupled with the inherent lightness and agility given to her by the blood of the Leopard clan.

Her posture of moving in the air is more elegant than Meng Chao's, and her ability to walk on the ground among the upside-down stalagmites is also almost the same as Meng Chao's.

Meng Chao checked the situation of the Saint of Ancient Dreams who was tightly tied behind his back.

I found that although the other party's forehead temperature was still a little abnormal, his breathing and heartbeat were very stable, and there was no brain wave disorder.

After confirming that the climb up and down along the way had not had a worse impact on the spiritual leader of all rat people, he put his heart back into his stomach and, together with the ice storm, struggled towards the center of Thousand Blades Peak, the most prominent one.
Chapter completed!