Qin Feng can only explore by himself, can try many times, can't enter it.

At the same time, he couldn't see the situation in the thick fog clearly. It was so white that it was difficult for his vision and spirit to penetrate into it.

Qin Feng is not willing to sacrifice the magic spirit body to cover the sky.

There is a purpose in the palm. The big hand is stretched out in front of the white fog, but it can't get into it. No matter how it is stretched forward, it is in its original place.

Qin Feng tries his best to push his hand to cover the sky. His eyes in the palm release light and try to shoot into the thick fog, but it still can't work.

Qin Feng urges xuanhun ring, and a mysterious light is released, which is blessed on the phantom body, making the light from the palm, heart and eyes of the heaven covering hand more dazzling.

The fog finally shook a little, as if the water was rippling.

The hand of covering the sky finally moved forward an inch, and slowly penetrated into the thick fog. The God's eyes were shining, trying hard to see everything inside.

But the fog was full of terrible magic power, and nothing could be seen except the vast expanse of white.

Qin Feng didn't give up. He continued to urge xuanhun ring and phantom body. Endless spiritual power surged out, even affected his soul and released a force of soul.

His brow was locked, his face was white, his mental energy was consumed so fast that even his soul was becoming weak.

However, the divine eyes on the hand of covering the sky finally saw some differences. A virtual shadow slowly floated out of the thick fog, but it was a soul, an extremely powerful and oppressive soul.

The soul slowly drifted to the front of the hand of covering the sky, and a terrible force of soul came from it, which made the eyes of the God on the hand of covering the sky tingle. It was closed immediately, and there was no sight any more. Even the hand of covering the sky was repelled by the very strong force and withdrew from the thick fog.

Not only that, Qin Feng's soul was also shocked, but also injured.

A cold sweat came out of his back and his heart was throbbing.

"That's the origin of the soul!" He murmured, "is this magic fog made by the source of the soul?"

He stepped back, frail, and summoned a control beast to carry himself.

He gazed at the dense fog in front of him and frowned, but he didn't leave. Practicing there to recover the loss is to urge xuanhun ring to heal some damaged souls.

More than half a day later, Qin Feng's recovery is as good as before, but he once again urges the magic spirit to explore toward the thick fog.

This time, under the full exertion, the phantom body soon penetrated into it, but still could only enter an inch or so, and saw a vast expanse of white.

Not long ago, the shadow that appeared before floated again.

Qin Feng urges the hand of covering the sky to bend his fingers to grasp, and spreads a force of attraction, which is actually to absorb the other side's strength.

This is very sudden, the virtual shadow obviously did not expect, a faint light and shadow from its body, flying towards the hand of covering the sky.

This is not far away, the hand of covering the sky burst out a strong suction, actually absorbed a ray of light and shadow into the palm of the hand, and integrated into the palm of the God's eyes, and immediately out of the fog again.

This time, the hand of covering the sky actively withdrew, but it still consumed a lot for Qin Feng, and he still felt a very strong palpitation. His back was wet with cold sweat again, but the corners of his mouth showed a strong smile.

Qin Feng took back his hand to cover the sky and felt the light and shadow in the palm of his hand. He only felt a strong force of soul surging in it.