God Ring Howl

In a yellowish space.

With a flash of golden and blue streamers, they appeared in it strangely.

Then the streamer changed for a while, and unexpectedly condensed into an indistinct figure.

Even though the face is a bit unclear, it can be seen from the blue clothing and the tall and tall figure.

It was the avatar Zhao Xiang who sneaked into the wooden box with a trace of extremely strong spiritual consciousness with the help of Jinfoguo's magical ability to break through the air and formation.

When Fang appeared, he looked up and looked around.

Immediately, a golden glow flickered in his eyes.

And something similar to Tianwei immediately scattered.

"Hey, it doesn't look like a space formed by some kind of magic weapon, but rather like an illusion magic circle,"

"Could it be that my ray of consciousness didn't penetrate the wooden box and was trapped in a certain layer of magic circle?"

Zhao Xiang's avatar, a phantom condensed with a trace of spiritual thoughts, whispered a few times to himself, which seemed a little unexpected.

In the first and second floors of the Divine Ring, Zhao Xiang paid special attention to the research of prohibition formations for a period of time, and he had some experience.

Naturally, some clues can be seen at a glance for some strange formations in ancient times.

Coupled with the fact that his avatar now has a pair of divine eyes, he can see through many secrets.

This temporary incarnation phantom formed by the condensing of spiritual thoughts originally thought that he had entered the wooden box.

Now after taking a closer look, Fang found that he had already fallen into a certain layer of magic circle that imprisoned the wooden box.

Obviously, the space here is not within the wooden box.

This naturally surprised Zhao Xiang's avatar.

Zhao Xiang was a little surprised that the yellow glow of the magic circle had a lot of power to imprison the phantom formed by his spiritual consciousness.

However, Zhao Xiang's doppelgänger phantom didn't show much fear or even flinch.

After all, the worst result is nothing more than losing this consciousness.

It will not cause much damage to the main body.

So Zhao Xiang ran his eyes and swept around.

With a flash of his figure, he drifted in a certain direction like a fish swimming.

Apart from the thin yellow mist along the way, there is no other color thing.

The phantom of Zhao Xiang's avatar's spiritual sense just saw the continuous mountain peaks passing by under his body.

As if flying straight forward for several hours, the surrounding scenery has never changed.

Except for the mountains, it is the yellow mist, except for the yellow mist, it is the mountains without any change.

Zhao Xiang's avatar seemed to have been flying for several hours, but he got such information from the main body Zhao Xiang's sea of ​​knowledge.

These few hours are actually just a few breaths of work.

This magic circle has the magical power of extending time.

After getting this information, the phantom condensed by Zhao Xiang's divine sense appeared not in a hurry.

However, after flying for several hours, Xu Ying frowned slightly, and stopped to escape.

After a little thought, the direction suddenly changed, and he flew straight to a high place.

After passing through layers of yellow mist.

Spiritual Mind phantom discovered that the sky in this space turned out to be endless.

Even if Zhao Xiang's avatar Spiritual Mind phantom flies for half a day, he can't see the end either.

Xu Ying's face finally became a little gloomy, stopped again, and glanced around.

Suddenly his expression changed, and his eyes released a golden awn.

Glancing in a certain direction, he immediately shouted in a low voice.

"Which fellow daoist is hiding nearby and watching, please come out quickly and see,"

Although the sound was not loud, it echoed endlessly in the nearby void.

There was silence all around, and there was no one in sight.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiang raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, then sat down cross-legged, and meditated with his hands in the void.

His eyes were tightly closed, his body remained motionless, he sat for a long time, as if he planned to never stand up.

And at this moment, a group of green lights suddenly appeared in the void nearby.

With a flash, an old man in a dark green robe appeared.

The old man had sparse eyebrows and his face was as thin as a knife.

The hair on its head is even rarer, only five or six, but each is a foot long.

A ferocious golem with three heads and six arms was embroidered with black silk on the dark green long-sleeved robe, which looked weird and grim.

As soon as the green-robed old man appeared, he didn't have the slightest intention of approaching.

He only stared quietly at Zhao Xiang with two cold eyes like a knife without saying a word.

Zhao Xiang turned a blind eye to this, as if he hadn't noticed the old man's appearance at all, and still quietly closed his eyes and meditated.

They sat and stood, and there was a strange and stalemate terrifying coercion in the air.

Even so, neither of them seemed willing to be the first to speak.

But time flies by little by little.

Two days later, both Zhao Xiang and the old man kept their original appearance without any change.

However, if you look closely, you can find that the green-robed old man's pair of black eyes have turned slightly at this moment.

He looked at Zhao Xiang with faint surprise.

Another three or four hours passed.

The signs of the green-robed old man's eyes rolling became more and more obvious.

His eyes suddenly opened and closed several times, and then suddenly opened again, the eyeballs unexpectedly showed a strange crystal blue.

Then the old man moved, and his body disappeared in the same place like a bubble.

In the next moment, two zhang away from where Zhao Xiang was sitting cross-legged, the space fluctuated greatly.

The figure of the old man in green robe emerged strangely.

But Zhao Xiang's complexion remained unchanged, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

Seeing this scene, the green-robed old man moved his tall body a little, and he couldn't help showing a monstrous anger on his face.

"Hmph, boy, you are so courageous, how dare you hold yourself back like this in front of me,"

The old man finally couldn't help but speak anymore.

Its sound is as harsh as two pieces of metal rubbing violently.

Hearing this, people's minds are greatly disturbed, and it seems that the primordial spirit is about to collapse.

Zhao Xiang slowly opened his eyes and asked nonchalantly.

"Judging from Your Excellency's tone, it seems that he is also a person with a lot of background, but I don't know how to call him,"

The old man seemed to see at a glance that Zhao Xiang in front of him was not his real body, and replied in a contemptuous tone.

"The name of this seat is something that you, a mere human cultivator, can know,"

"However, this seat is very surprised,"

"This incarnation of your divine consciousness has actually come here,"

"It seems that the power of your spiritual consciousness should be no less than that of the holy devil and holy Buddha among the holy venerables,"

"Also, I'm afraid that the damn wooden box I'm in is undoubtedly in your hands,"

Zhao Xiang's expression remained unchanged, and he replied lightly.

"Hehe, it seems that senior should be a great supernatural power user of the Demon Race in the Promise God Realm,"

"Looking at your appearance, you should be Wuxin, the master of the blood light ancestor of the Demon Dao Sect."

"That's right, this wooden box did fall into the hands of my subordinates, so I sent an avatar of divine sense here to check it out,"

"However, this place is not inside the wooden box, but inside a magic circle."

Because it's just a distraction, it's impossible to see the depth of the other party's cultivation.

But Zhao Xiang had already guessed that the other party was Gumo Wuxin, the master of the blood light ancestor of the Demon Dao Sect.

Therefore, the expression on the face of the phantom of the divine mind was not revealed, but it was naturally 120 points careful in its heart.

The green-robed old man on the opposite side heard Xu Ying's words, and his complexion changed drastically.

He looked at Zhao Xiang again with shock,