Chapter 549: Lao Mi Is Cursed, the Mysterious Space Fire

When the flames reported to Dongxuan Fairy Island, Shen Lian had already found a long river of space rising up in the void star sea and rushed back to the direction of Haotian Realm.

Mi Xuzi continued to flee to the depths of the cracks in the world. From the fact that the Corpse Degeneration Realm sent four Yujing men to encircle and suppress Mi Xuzi, it can be seen that the Corpse Degeneration Realm values ​​Mi Xuzi.

At present, Mi Xuzi used the formation to take away two Yujings of the Corpse Degeneration Realm. It is very likely that a great master of the Corpse Degeneration Realm will appear next. It is better to avoid the sharp edge for the time being.

As for whether the Qingshen Clan can be attracted by the words of the flames, Shen Lian is not very sure. After all, the strength of the Qingshen Clan in the shallow sea area is still too low. If you want to make trouble, you still have to look at the Qingshen Clan in the deep sea area.

Informing is just a chess piece dropped casually. It doesn’t matter whether it succeeds or not. Anyway, it doesn’t matter to him.

Anyway, it’s just a matter of whether there is a date or not. What if the Qingshen Clan and the Corpse Degeneration Realm monks fight?

To cultivate immortals, you still have to have dreams.

While hurrying on the road, Shen Lian was also grinding the two captured Yujing monks from the Corpse Slaughter Realm, still using the old method to squeeze juice from them with the Ghost Ball Formation.

With the previous practice, this thing is now easy to do.

After all, it is the ancestor of Yujing, and it will take some time to squeeze it completely into a weak state.

On the way, Shen Lian also deliberately chose a few places to stop for a while, and found that the news of the super forces fighting was even rumored in some immortal cities in Juntian Realm.

However, for ordinary monks, these rumors are just jokes during communication, and such things are really far away from them.

In a restaurant in a certain immortal city, Shen Lian drank and tasted food comfortably, looking at the endless stream of monks in the city.

"Who is not an ordinary monk."

After eating, he wiped his mouth with his hand and mixed into the crowd of monks in the city.

The battle between the superpowers had nothing to do with him. His next main task was to raise his realm to the seventh level and twelfth level. On this basis, he would try his best to increase the number of rule revolutions.

…

In the huge rift between Juntian and Haotian, more than a dozen treasure ships and flying islands of different styles were lined up in a line, heading towards the direction of Haotian Realm.

These aircraft were filled with resources unique to Juntian Realm. Although their grades were not high, they were numerous.

On one of the treasure ships that was specially designed to carry passengers, Shen Lian stood by the window, looking at the terrifying fang-like rift from afar.

He did not expect that the trade route between Haotian and Juntian would be opened just after the Star Sea was broken.

When the fleet passed through the rift, a towering city gate suddenly appeared in the empty place, flashing with terrifying spiritual prohibitions.

On the top of the city, there were also huge fire spirit cannons, and monks driving spirit birds patrolled back and forth in the rift space outside the city gate.

"Seventh-level low-grade formation."

From a distance, Shen Lian could sense the formation arranged in the city gate, and there was a small Taoist sitting in charge.

"It's really omnipresent."

Shen Lian was like a passerby, watching the fleet enter the city gate, and took one-tenth of the import tax according to the amount of resources loaded, and then continued to head towards the direction of Haotian Realm.

"These are all the holes I blasted open, you should come to collect taxes first."

The cracked Xinghai Forbidden City, many places are severely broken in space, and it is not suitable for large-scale passage. As for the caravan, even if they collect some taxes, as long as the road is safe, they will make a lot of money.

Shen Lian didn't deliberately ask, and he had figured it out after a light sweep of his divine mind.

It seems that such a city gate is everywhere in the Xinghai Forbidden City, and each one is supported by at least a Hedao Holy Land. As for whether there are other forces in the deeper part, it is not something that these ordinary cultivators can guess.

Of course, the Guancheng was not built randomly. First of all, the nearby space area must be stable. In addition, after passing through the Guancheng, one can quickly reach a certain area in Haotian Realm.

The caravan that Shen Lian was in had already opened up the relevant links, and it was not the first time to enter Haotian.

"That's fine. Collect taxes well. When there is a chance in the future, go to your Hedao ancestor to collect them."

After entering Haotian Realm, Shen Lian did not return to the Southern Domain Xianhu Sect, but entered a place in the Eastern Domain at will, found a larger fairy city and moved into a cave paradise. He planned to practice here for a few years.

Even if he had no bottleneck in his practice, his realm would eventually rely on time to accumulate.

...

"Waste, four Yujing went to capture a Taoist monk, but two were beaten by others. Could this cultivator be the reincarnation of a true immortal!"

Jia Xuan, who was hunting the talented monks in the fairy world according to the order, was so angry that his whole body was full of mana when he heard the report of the monks he sent out.

No matter how talented it is, it is just a chick now. It has sent out four Yujings. Isn't that enough to show respect for it!

The gurgling sound is like water boiling. This is a valley with beautiful environment, rising spiritual energy, surging fairy mist, and the whole is a holy place of immortals.

But these scenes are just derived from a huge formation.

In the valley covered by the formation, black water flows, mountains and rivers dry up, and there are piles of dead bones and hairs entangled like forests.

"Why are you so angry? It's just some formations. This saint will take it down personally."

A ripple appeared on the formation, and a graceful figure stepped out in the surging light.

Seeing the newcomer, Jia Xuan's anger gradually calmed down, "It's great that Fellow Daoist Gu is willing to help. This descendant of Xianluo is too cunning and weird. He is more difficult to deal with than the other immortal world cultivators we hunted in the past."

A cultivator who just passed the heavenly tribulation of Hedao and hid in the crack of heaven and earth, do you think he is cunning or not?

There is not much difference between Mahayana and Hedao in that place. Once they encounter danger, they will die.

"I originally thought of letting the immortal world cultivators strangle him, but plans cannot keep up with changes. Now that the turmoil in the immortal world is about to occur, I'm afraid this immortal Luo descendant cultivator can't take care of it."

Jia Xuan couldn't help but sigh, how could this guy's luck be so good.

At other times, a cultivator who can cause turmoil in hundreds of rule marks must be a thorn in the eyes of the entire immortal world Hedao Holy Land.

This is a major event that shakes their foundation.

But the damn immortal world has another super power, and even they were caught off guard.

"This cultivator has such a strong talent, we should kill him as soon as possible, otherwise if he gets lucky in the crack of heaven and earth and encounters some cultivation resources, he will be able to advance to the twelfth floor in no time."

"It would be great if he could advance to the twelfth floor."

The female cultivator raised her eyebrows, "He is so talented in the perception of rules. If he wants to advance to the twelfth floor, he will inevitably cause the turbulence of the strings of rules. At that time, I can follow the clues to lock him in."

"Now more than two thousand years have passed. With his talent and sufficient resources, he may be able to advance to the twelfth floor within this thousand years."

Jia Xuan spoke, it did not say anything about killing him within a time limit. The environment in the crack of heaven and earth is treacherous, and finding people is a big problem.

The three great Mahayana cultivators who led the super power wandered in it for thousands of years but did not find him.

It is not a big problem for the Mahayana to take action, the main problem is to find the person first.

This guy is as cunning as a fox and can dig holes better than a mouse.

He is talented and cunning, and he deserves to die.

"Do you want to curse him?"

At this time, Fellow Daoist Gu spoke, revealing a touch of charm between his eyebrows and a gentle tone.

"Do you still have any residual breath there?"

"It doesn't have to be too strong, just let him have some bad luck, in a place like the Heaven and Earth Crack, if people are unlucky..."

...

Deep in the Heaven and Earth Crack.

Mi Xuzi, who was rushing towards the depths, suddenly felt his soul jump while walking.

It was like a candle flickered suddenly in a calm and windless house.

After a short shake, there was no more fluctuation.

He was too familiar with this situation, and it must be that someone wanted him again.

It was just that this attitude was not correct, and it didn't work even if he tried hard, but it just made his soul feel a little.

Stepping on the silver crystal space, when Mi Xuzi's footsteps fell again.

The space under his feet that was about to make a "click" sound, along with the space around him, disappeared completely out of thin air, and an elliptical black hole swallowed Mi Xuzi in an instant.

This change happened so fast that even if Mi Xuzi reacted, his body was shining with silver light, and he raised his hand to pinch the space in the distance into a silver corridor and handed it over, it was useless.

He just fell straight down.

The black hole was deep, and Mi Xuzi counted as he sank. After counting ten times, there was a sudden change in front of him.

The dimness and the scene in front of him were seamlessly connected, so fast that he didn't even notice it.

Looking at the scene in front of him with abundant spiritual energy and mountains like dragons, the area where Mi Xuzi's spiritual thoughts spread was full of such endless mountains.

The space that was piled up like crystal before seemed to disappear without a trace.

Looking over, there were colorful spiritual herbs and spiritual plants growing everywhere in the mountains. The grade was not high, only three or four levels, but they were densely packed like weeds.

"Is my luck coming?"

His throat moved and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

These spiritual herbs contain rich medicinal power. Even if they are of low grade, they are everywhere in the mountains. Some of them are rare species.

Such a vast mountain range cannot even sense the end. If you walk inside, there may be seventh-grade spiritual medicine.

However, Mi Xuzi did not move because of the spiritual medicine in front of him. This area is too quiet, as quiet as if there is no flesh and blood creature.

And before that, his soul trembled, obviously being calculated.

"Formation fluctuations, no."

"Spiritual prohibition fluctuations, no."

"Rich wood attribute."

The mind quietly sensed the surroundings, everything was so real, and it appeared so suddenly.

"Then hide here first."

The figure slowly fell down, first stepped on the ground, very solid.

Then, Mi Xuzi's figure trembled violently, and the figure began to shrink to one foot in size, and the surface of the body turned into a junction color of earth yellow and brown, and suddenly leaned against a pile of rocks.

This place is too weird, he didn't even open up a cave, so he was ready to observe more.

One year.

Two years.

…

Ten years.

…

Thirty years.

Mi Xuzi turned into a rock, and regarded himself as a stone, quietly piled up with other stones.

This silent space was still quiet and silent, and the spiritual medicines all over the mountains were still the same as when he came in, without any increase in medicinal power.

This made him guess that this might be an illusion.

Fortunately, the connection between him and the original body is still there, so it's not a big problem. Let's study it slowly.

Soon, Mi Xuzi began to move in this area. Every time he moved to a place, he blended in with the surroundings like a chameleon.

But this area is so vast that it takes a long time for him to check it.

In a blink of an eye, it has been more than a hundred years since he was trapped here. Mi Xuzi finally finished digging this environment. The vastness of the area exceeded half of the galaxy. There were spiritual flowers and herbs everywhere, and there were also seventh-grade ones.

But he didn't dare to move a single one.

He directly found a natural cave with lush flowers and plants and squatted in it, preparing to practice in seclusion here.

Maybe while practicing, the secret of this illusion will come out.

...

Shen Lian didn't worry much about the clone falling into the illusion prison.

The main thing is that he let go at the beginning and pulled the bottom line to the lowest level.

He had already put the clone aside, and it was much more than expected that he was still alive now.

Living one more day is a surprise.

It's just an illusion. Even his eighth-level formation master couldn't see through it, which was enough to show how powerful this illusion was.

It looked like a cage, but it was actually a good hiding place.

A hundred years was just a nap for a Hedao cultivator.

The two corpse-sloughing cultivators trapped in his portable world were still alive and kicking, fighting wits and courage with the formation.

On this day, Shen Lian finished refining the elixir he took, got up and rested for half a day, and then got busy again.

After capturing so many Lianxu cultivators, he needed to use the rules of reincarnation and soul to make them willing.

A large part of the hundreds of Hedao cultivators killed before had their bodies blown up, so they naturally had to make good use of them. They were ready to pick out the monsters and other alien races among them and continue to replenish the three little ones.

Shen Lian directly divided himself into three parts and lived a peaceful and busy life of cultivating immortals.

...

Xianhu Sect

A crack appeared in the void, and a treasure ship with the flag of Lingmu Fairy Palace slid out of the crack and landed directly outside the mountain gate.

Sect Master Lin Tianhe sensed it immediately and flashed out from the sect.

"Fellow Daoist from Fairy Palace has come to our Fairy Pot Sect, making our sect glorious."

Although it is rumored that Lingmu Fairy Palace has lost a giant, even if two more have fallen, Fairy Pot will have to be humble.

As for a small Hedao holy place like Fairy Pot Sect, how did it know that a half-immortal had fallen in Lingmu Fairy Palace?

No one knows what happened, but when someone noticed it, the news had spread to all directions.

One cannot help but admire it. It is worthy of being Lingmu Fairy Palace. The death of a Hedao in other families is equivalent to the sky falling, but they didn't say anything when a half-immortal died.

On the treasure ship, a fat-looking figure appeared, smiling like a neighbor.

"Master Lin, I haven't seen you for a long time. It seems that you are going to make further progress."

"Your sect will become more and more prosperous in your hands."

After being complimented by the cultivators of Lingmu Fairy Palace, Lin Tianhe couldn't help but feel a little flattered.

This is a fairy palace cultivator. Even a dog is better than other dogs. It's the first time in so many years that he has heard a fairy palace cultivator compliment him.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, you are too kind. It's because of the ancestors who are in charge of the sect that our sect is so prosperous."

As he said that, Lin Tianhe welcomed Gui Xuan into the sect.

Gui Xuan narrowed his eyes, looking like he was laughing so hard that his eyes disappeared. He didn't put on airs and walked with Lin Tianhe.

"Master Lin, you can guess my intention without me saying it. Now the fairy world is in turmoil. Your sect and my fairy palace have always had a harmonious relationship. At this time, we should stick together."

Lin Tianhe smiled apologetically. It seems that Lingmu Fairy Palace is really forced to do nothing. Now it has even lowered its face to start winning over ordinary holy places like them.

"Don't worry, Daoist Gui. Even if Daoist Gui doesn't come, my ancestor has already discussed with me and is willing to follow the lead of the Immortal Palace."

"Oh!"

Gui Xuan smiled even more when he heard this. Although he knew that nothing would happen, he was relieved to hear Lin Tianhe say it in person.

In the past, the Xiaohedao Holy Land was naturally not in the eyes of the Immortal Palace, but in this situation now, the Zhenling Immortal Palace and Kunpeng Palace have joined forces to cause chaos and are also trying to win over these small holy places. If they let it go, it will be troublesome in the end.

"But..." At this time, Lin Tianhe hesitated.

"Daoist Daoist, just say it directly." Gui Xuan looked at Lin Tianhe with a smile, as if he knew you would breathe heavily.

"That's right. Fellow Daoist Gui also knows the foundation of our sect. The spatial rules we control are due to the Guantian Clan. The Kunpeng Palace also controls the spatial rules and is on good terms with the Guantian Clan..."

"Master Lin, don't worry about this. Your sect has been passed down for several generations. If the Guantian Clan dares to talk about the spatial rules, our Immortal Palace will take action."

"With your guarantee, our Xianhu Sect is naturally safe."

The two entered the reception hall of the Xianhu Sect and sat down.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I have another thing to do this time."

"Good news!"

Gui Xuan continued: "Five Elements Immortal Palace!"

When Lin Tianhe heard the name, his expression was indeed startled, and then he became eager.

This is the immortal palace left by the last true immortal in the legend of the immortal world. There are countless opportunities inside. Looking at the entire immortal world, who doesn't want to go there for a stroll? If they can obtain the inheritance of the true immortal, they will be willing to eat immortal grass and drink immortal water every day.

"In view of the changes in the fairy world, the half-immortal ancestor of my fairy palace has passed down a decree. This time, the fairy tree will be used to send everyone directly to the Five Elements Fairy Palace."

Speaking of this, Gui Xuan glanced at Lin Tianhe, "Of course, you need to be a friend of my fairy palace. If you are an enemy of my fairy palace, don't even think about going to the Five Elements Fairy Palace. At that time, there will only be a disaster of extermination."

"In addition, there are many different places of opportunity in the fairy palace. These places of opportunity are better and worse. Who goes to the better places and who goes to the worse places depends on the Taoist's military exploits."

"My Lingmu Fairy Palace has always been fair. What opportunities you want depends on your ability."

"By the way, a thousand years later, the Silver Crow ancestor of my Lingmu Fairy Palace will hold a ceremony to promote to the half-immortal. At that time, Taoists can go to watch the ceremony and appreciate the fairy style of the half-immortal ancestor."

After delivering the message, Gui Xuan floated away, leaving Lin Tianhe with a slightly horrified look.

When a half-immortal died, another one immediately appeared.

Oh my god, it would be great to give it these resources.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Tianhe turned around and headed deep into the sect.

"Ancestor!"

"I already know."

Outside the formation in the valley, the voice of the ancestor of 'Xianhu' rang out.

"I can go to the task of Lingmu Xian Palace, you stay in the sect and take charge, and advance to the twelfth floor as soon as possible."

"Ancestor, why don't I go."

Lin Tianhe opened his mouth, and Gui Xuan came to explain the arrangements of Lingmu Xian Palace in detail. If you want to get the opportunity, it is not as simple as just standing in the team, but also to complete the tasks arranged by Lingmu Xian Palace.

"Ancestor, I have already advanced to the twelfth floor. You can just stay in the sect and wait for me to earn some resources for you to advance. In addition, Qingjun's advancement to the Hedao will be put on hold for the time being. I will see if I can get a better spiritual object to protect the tribulation."

"My Xianhu Sect has been passed down for so many years, and it is time for a cultivator who has experienced the nine-nine heavenly tribulations."

"Ancestor has advanced to the twelfth floor!"

Lin Tianhe was still immersed in the words just now, when he heard a voice ringing in his ears, "This matter is kept secret. I will suppress the realm to the foundation of the Tao, so that I can take advantage of it when assigning tasks."

"Ancestor, if what Gui Xuan said is true, Lingmu Palace can escort us into the Five Elements Palace, then other cultivators will probably flock to Lingmu Palace."

"Lingmu can escort cultivators into the Five Elements Palace, so why can't Kunpeng Palace do it!"

The ancestor of the 'Xianhu' sneered, "If this condition is released, the super forces will not fight, but the holy places of Haotian Realm will fight. You guard the sect well and let others take advantage of you."

"Yes!"

Lin Tianhe respectfully accepted the order. The ancestor's feelings for the sect are really beyond words.

As the ancestor of the Xianhu Sect, Xu Mizi naturally has to devote himself to the sect.

"Ancestor, if you are ready as Gui Xuan said, you can go directly to the nearest branch of the Immortal Palace. When will you set off?"

"There is no time to lose. Since you have decided to turn to the Lingmu Immortal Palace, let the Immortal Palace see my loyalty. I will set off now."

After instructing Lin Tianhe to take care of the sect, the ancestor of the 'Xianhu' sect left the sect.

The closest branch of the Immortal Palace to the Xianhu Sect is the Youchi Branch. He went directly in the direction of Youchi to see what tasks the Lingmu Immortal Palace would assign him.

A half-immortal ancestor died, but he didn't rush to seek revenge, and arranged the small Hedao monks to work first. It felt wrong no matter how you looked at it.

Shouldn't the fight continue?

Everyone was panicking, thinking that a shocking war was about to break out, but they didn't expect that the Lingmu Immortal Palace, which had lost a half-immortal, would not take any follow-up actions.

Even the high and mighty Yuxu Fairyland did not take any follow-up actions, and even the Xinghai ban was not repaired.

The scene was quite weird.

In this way, the shocking war that everyone expected did not start. As time passed, there were constant turmoil in various parts of the Immortal Spirit Realm, and the fighting between the Hedao monks became more and more frequent.

…

Seven hundred years later.

In the depths of the void star sea.

On a huge island suspended in the void space, dense spiritual bans flickered, releasing terrifying pressure, constantly shattering the surrounding void, leaving it in a state of being broken and unable to be reorganized.

In the central area of ​​the island is an extremely large stone tower, with silver flames jumping on its top.

When the flames jump, the void around the lighthouse will be distorted, and a "clattering" sound will be heard, and there will be long rivers of space flowing out.

This is a space lighthouse.

Its main function is to sense the direction of the long river of space and guide the direction of the monks. It is also the foundation for Kunpeng Hall to open so many space wormholes in the Immortal Spirit Realm.

Without these lighthouses, it is very difficult to capture the space veins and space tides.

If a cultivator wants to travel quickly, he must rely on these tides, otherwise he will crash into the countercurrent and get half the result with twice the effort.

As the power controlling the space wormholes in the fairy world, Kunpeng Palace has opened countless space wormholes over the past few epochs.

These space wormholes are not static, and need to change according to the changes in the veins deep in the space. Without the guidance of the lighthouse, it is quite laborious for the cultivators to control them alone.

For Lingmu Fairy Palace, the sudden betrayal of Kunpeng Palace not only caused the death of a semi-immortal in the fairy palace, but also affected the space wormholes of the entire fairy world.

Although Lingmu Fairy Palace also has its own space wormholes, the number is completely incomparable to that of Kunpeng Palace. Kunpeng Palace even has the means to cut off the space wormholes of his Lingmu Fairy Palace.

Restricted by the space wormhole, the Immortal Palace, as a chamber of commerce, was greatly affected. The Immortal Palace, which could have earned a lot of price difference according to the availability of each party, now has many resources trapped in the production area and cannot be sent out.

Without the help of wormholes, the cost would be huge. We can't let the Hedao monks escort those ordinary spiritual objects.

In the deep and dark place far away from the space lighthouse, a hazy area seems to have no changes, but in the haze there is a long snake-shaped spiritual treasure wandering.

The long snake is actually a vine, releasing hairy roots all over the body, adsorbed on the space barrier, as if it has merged with the entire space.

In a cave in the middle of the vine, the 'Ancestor of the Immortal Pot' sat cross-legged to practice.

In addition to him, there are more than ten Hedao auras on the entire vine. In addition to the three Immortal Palace monks, the rest are Hedao from various sects, rushing to the promise of the Lingmu Immortal Palace to escort them into the Five Elements Immortal Palace.

Whether to go to the Five Elements Palace or not, the ancestor of the Immortal Pot is not that eager. He has been out of the sect for seven hundred years.

These seven hundred years have been very fulfilling, and three Hedao monks have been killed.

Although it cannot be compared with the confinement in the Star Sea, the average is one every two hundred years, and they are all done quietly.

On the surface, the only contribution of a low-level twelfth-floor monk in the past seven hundred years is to participate and devote himself to the Lingmu Palace.

"Good stuff."

Looking at the silver flame jumping on the lighthouse, the eyes of the ancestor of the Immortal Pot flashed with envy.

If I can get this mysterious space fire, I will have hope for the eighth transformation of space.

In order not to attract attention, I didn't even touch the rule mark. No matter how good the talent for comprehending the rules is, it won't work without good conditions.

After thinking about the probability of snatching food from the tiger's mouth, the ancestor of the 'Xian Hu' sighed. With his strength, he could only play a supporting role and make some hard work for the Lingmu Immortal Palace.

As for whether he can get this space fire, it depends on whether I have the opportunity.

In these years, when he participated in the mission of the Lingmu Immortal Palace, I would quietly follow him. Although I didn't get much benefit, this kind of thing can't be rushed. Quietness is the most important thing.

"Fellow Daoists, when the broken space outside the Hanging Island is only half a breath stable, follow me to kill in."

At this time, a majestic voice sounded, and the cultivators practicing in the Lingteng woke up one after another.

This is the Lingmu Immortal Palace cultivator Tianxuan, the leader of this team, and the Yujing level cultivator.

The goal here is to seize the space Xuanmiao fire and destroy the space lighthouse of this Kunpeng Palace.

In order to complete the task, they dispatched more than ten Hedao cultivators in total. According to the investigation on the opposite space island, there are only five or six Hedao.

The advantage is on our side.

"Get started!"

In the calm and empty void, the spirit vine was like a dark shadow in the abyss. It curled up like a snake, then suddenly jumped and rushed into the lighthouse island.

"Zizizi!"

In an instant, dazzling green balls fell down. After falling, these green balls quickly turned yellow and corroded the spirit forbidden runes on all sides.

In the blink of an eye, the protective formation that was originally magnificent suddenly showed a tendency to collapse.

All kinds of killing lights suddenly filled the sky and enveloped the entire island. The silver light under the feet of the ancestor of the "Xianhu" was shining. He wrapped himself in the silver jade pot and pulled himself to the edge of the battlefield first, killing a Taoist monk.

...

"Tianxuan, I didn't expect you!"

There was an exclamation on the fairy island, and then there was another laugh.

"Haha... Tianxuan, you've been fooled. I'm waiting for you!"

"The Xuantian Forbidden Array is up!"

Instantly, ripples surged from the depths of the Space Island, and a mighty aura swept in all directions. A young monk in silver armor stepped out of the air.

Feeling the changes on the Space Island, Tianxuan and other monks from the Lingmu Immortal Palace were shocked.

Caught in a jar?

They had been planning here for a long time and came here after understanding everything.

Even the 'Immortal Pot' restrained its attack and prepared to run away.

But at this moment, the young monk who had just cried out that he had been fooled, whooshed to the top of the lighthouse, took the Space Mysterious Fire into his palm, and the silver light around him burst out. His figure blurred and disappeared strangely.

How could the monks present not react to this scene and be fooled?

"Where are you going!"

Daoyou Tianxuan raised his hand and shot out a stream of light. A sticky and withered breath corroded the top of the stone tower and even the deep space. But there was no trace of the cultivator just now.

...

Yinlu grabbed the space fire and slid out along a long space river. But just when it slid halfway, the space veins flowing around it suddenly surged and overturned it.

When he looked up, he found that the sky was full of colorful covers falling down.

"There is an ambush!"

Suddenly, Yinlu was shocked.

The silver light around him turned into springs and wanted to move horizontally, but he found that the surrounding void suddenly became as solid as gold and iron, and the space springs collided and made a crackling sound.

Not only that, the colorful runes that fell from the cover outlined a ball of light that was getting smaller and smaller.

"Who!"

In response to him, there were various attacks falling down with crackling. Between the purple lightning and silver light, there were sword lights and slag attacking and falling, directly cutting off his arm holding the space fire.

In pain, his palm split open, and flames of space jumped out. With a whoosh, they were swallowed by the cracks, and then the space became as solid as gold and iron just now.

…

“Hua La La!”

After smoothing out the turbulent space veins just now, the vague figure grabbed a colorful ball of light and disappeared.

As expected, God still rewards hard work. It was worth it for him to linger outside for seven hundred years, just waiting for this bite of food.