Xu Wei and Ning Jiujiu almost fainted.
But the moment Xie Huan was broken, he appeared intact again, with an anxious look on his face and his hands desperately forming seals.
It was as if the brokenness just now was just an illusion.
But obviously not.
It was Baohua who saved her life.
During the time slice, Baohua's energy was still zero, but as soon as the bronze star track was turned, it spanned countless years, and Baohua instantly became full.
Xie Huan clapped his hands on the bronze star track, and time passed instantly.
The surrounding scene became blurry.
Before everyone could react, they were sucked into the river of time again and escaped from the terrifying lock.
The precious flowers on Xie Huan's body suddenly filled up again.
But he didn't feel any joy. He always felt that the monk's ghost was still there and would come out again at any time.
Suddenly his whole body was shaken, and a black light flashed in the void in front of him, which became extremely clear.
Another black spear!
The blurred space-time scene was instantly torn apart by the black spear.
It seems that the long river cannot bear its existence.
I'm really afraid of what will happen...
Xie Huan's heart sank to the bottom.
Dead.
If the spear touches it, it will die, and if the bronze star track is nailed, no one will survive.
He poured all his mana into the star track, beat it desperately, and said anxiously: "Quickly! A hundred years, ten thousand years, billions of years!"
But it didn't work at all.
The spear was in front of him in an instant.
It will shoot down in a flash.
Suddenly, a vague figure appeared in front of him, with long silver hair floating in the air. He stretched out his hand to grab it in the void, and a simple gray bow appeared in his hand, entwined with exquisite patterns and flowing with luster.
The silver-haired man raised his hand gracefully and drew the bow string.
An extremely strong pressure emerged, as if as the strings opened, everything around them became twisted and tight.
A dense set of silver tadpole characters appeared on the silver-haired man's slender fingers and gray bow. As they surged, they turned into a silver arrow and shot towards the spear.
"boom!"
The silver arrow pierced the spear instantly.
Xie Huan's pupils dilated. This silver-haired man was exactly the figure he had seen in the wonderful fantasy before.
It was just that it was extremely blurry before, but now it became real, like standing not far ahead.
But there is only a back view, no true face.
Xie Huan was about to ask, when suddenly a large number of black spots appeared densely in the sky above the Time River. At a glance, hundreds of spears were shot down at a rapid speed.
His words suddenly stuck in his throat.
The silver-haired man put away his gray bow, formed seals with his hands, and chanted strange syllables in his mouth. A series of specious silver words emerged and disappeared in the void.
A white light filled his body, and his body became transparent and bright.
Xie Huan's eyes flashed with blue silver light, this is...
The white light suddenly burst out and turned into a large number of vine-like shapes, wrapping around the spears.
The interweaving of black and white.
The terrifying energy field spread down.
Xie Huan felt like his whole body was stagnant, ready to burst at any moment.
The bronze star track made a slight trembling sound, and circles of cyan light like star rings surged out.
Everyone only felt a shock.
It felt like a huge wave was hitting the body, as if it was being repelled by the star path.
Then his consciousness collapsed and everyone lost consciousness.
…
Inside the third entrance.
Monks continued to gather from all directions, and within a few days, thousands of people gathered.
This huge ruin is obviously the core of Tianhuang Palace.
But found nothing.
Many people were rummaging through the ruins, hoping to get something, even a little bit.
In the center of the ruins, three alchemy monks were sitting cross-legged, with their eyes closed. They seemed to be practicing meditation, but their expressions were not very good.
It was Wei Daying, Biluo Xianniang, and Yun, the captain of the Shuangye tribe.
"How long do we have to wait?!"
Biluo Xianniang suddenly opened her eyes and stared at Yun angrily.
Every time I asked what to do now, Yun had only one reply: "Wait."
Wei Daying also had a sinister look on his face, a little unable to hold his breath, and said: "There must be a limit to waiting. It has been seven days. Not only is there nothing, but the Yu Sect Master and Yan Wuji have not seen anyone. Are we really missed?"
Yun was wrapped in a black robe, and her face could not be seen. Only a calm voice came out: "I don't know."
"You wouldn't know?"
Biluo Fairy jumped up and cursed angrily: "You and Yu Hexu have been planning for so long, and you say you don't know, so you have the nerve to lie to us and say you don't know? Island Master Wei, I suggest that we join forces to teach this alien friend some principles of life. .”
Wei Daying had a gloomy face and remained silent.
He was also extremely upset in his heart, knowing that he had most likely missed a huge opportunity, but teaching Yun how to be a good person was not the solution. If he really had the solution, he would not sit here and wait like himself.
Somewhere in the ruins, a square-faced monk who was in the early stages of foundation building sat cross-legged on a pillar.
A pair of purple magatama appeared in his eyes, staring into the void ahead.
There seems to be an invisible line in the magatama, connecting to a place far away——
Under a red sky, the land seemed barren, without a trace of life.
The wasteland is full of spiderweb-like cracks, as if the earth has been shattered, cracked, and dead.
In these cracks, a dull red light flashes from time to time, and bursts of heat are revealed.
A black butterfly suddenly appeared on the ground, as if flying from a distance. It flapped its wings. After circling a few times, it crawled in along a very thick crack and continued to seep into the ground.
After a while, the butterfly emerged from the bottom and entered a huge magma cave.
This is a red closed world, with terrifying high temperatures scorching everything, and surrounded by hot magma. In the center of the space, a monk sits cross-legged, with his hands in seals, his face covered with strange patterns, and between his eyebrows. There are patterns like a pair of butterfly tentacles.
It was Liu Mian. The black butterfly fluttered down and entered Liu Mian's body.
"It's strange. It's obviously in this space, but why is there nothing?"
Lu Mian looked around the ruins through the eyes of the square-faced monk and frowned slightly.
His purple pupils could sense the presence of Xie Huan and others, but they could not locate them, and they were not hidden in the strange spatial rules.
It's something that clearly exists, but doesn't exist.
So contradictory.
Isn't it the right time?
The purple pupils of Liu Mian and the square-faced monk shrank at the same time, as if they had caught some clue.
If you were exiled into time, you would be in trouble.
Lu Mian frowned.
Suddenly, a roar came from within the body. It was the personality of Senior Brother Chen Yexing. It seemed as if it was about to break out of the body and roared: "Liumian! You want to seal me, stop dreaming. No matter how you absorb the will and memory, I will always be main body!"
Liu Mian's face became twisted and ferocious, with black cracks appearing on her face.
"Crash", a large number of butterflies decomposed from those cracks, flew into the air, and flew around.
Liumian quickly formed seals with her hands, purple light continued to appear on her body, her distorted face returned to normal little by little, and the senior brother's personality was gradually suppressed.
Not long ago, one of his clones accidentally noticed the existence of this cave. After careful inspection, he found that this was actually the place where he was knocked down.
It contains a lot of Liu Mian's breath, will, memory, and even a few fossils of broken bodies.
Overjoyed, this clone stayed here and absorbed these remnants.
The nearby clones also came one after another and gathered into the current main body.
After obtaining these remnants, his Ryumian personality became more complete.
"I am Liu Mian, the abandoned son of the Mingdie clan, the host of the dark curse. You are just a trash human, a shit-like existence, and you are trying to take away my will!"
Two sharp cold gleams shot out of Liu Mian's eyes, revealing an extremely powerful sense of confidence and oppression.
In the magma below the cave, there was a "crash", and a dragon head was raised. It was entirely composed of magma and flames. It seemed to be infected by Liu Mian's breath, and it spit out a piece of magma and flames, and his emotions were very high.
"Wow!"
The entire body of this dragon-headed monster stood up from the magma. It was a huge humanoid shape with a dragon head, an aggregation of magma flames on its back and two wings, and various red runes flashing on its body, flowing down from its body like lava.
It was on Luoxia Island that Liu Mian implanted the island spirit into the heart of Baoguang Island - the Flame Dragon Winged Man.
As soon as the flame dragon-winged man flapped his wings and flew, he was enveloped in a huge red light and circled around Liu Mian, very happy.
"about there."
Liu Mian stretched out her hand.
The flame dragon-winged man lowered his dragon head, brought it to him, and let him caress it, looking extremely obedient.
The remnants here have basically been absorbed.
Suddenly, Liu Mian's pupils shrank and her body seemed to freeze.
At the other end of the purple magatama connection, in front of the square-faced monk, a figure of a woman suddenly appeared, twisting her plump figure, looking at him coldly and smiling.
"Gulu."
The square-faced monk turned pale and swallowed hard in his throat.
The one who appeared in front of him was Biluo Fairy. She chuckled and said, "You are funny. Ever since you entered this ruins, you have been staring at me from time to time. Could it be that you are in the mood of spring and want to take this fairy?" Are you just making assumptions?"
The square-faced monk's teeth creaked, his fists were clenched, his eyes had already returned to normal, and he shot out two rays of anger.
"This look... is filled with hatred? Tsk, tsk, could it be that this fairy lady can't help you?"
Fairy Biluo was surprised and then laughed.
As a great monk, she had killed countless people, and it was extremely normal for her to have a large number of inexplicable enemies, so she didn't take it seriously.
Wei Daying was distraught staying in the ruins, but Wei Daying didn't want to join forces, and he couldn't win on his own, so he could only find other ways to have fun.
She had already noticed this square-faced monk.
Others peeked at him with awe or excitement, but he was the only one with hatred and anger.
"Since I'm already sorry, I'll be a little more sorry. It's boring anyway, and being idle is just idle."
Biluo Fairy's face turned cold, and a smile fell on her lips, revealing a trace of cruelty.
"Bang!" There was a sound.
There was no movement from her, and the square-faced monk was instantly slapped away.
Several teeth were broken on the spot, one side of his face was swollen like a bun, and a long track was drawn on the ground.
(End of chapter)
