Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 549: Old Mi is cursed, space mysterious fire

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

Mi Xuzi continued to flee to the depths of the rift between heaven and earth. From the fact that the Corpse Transmutation Realm suddenly sent out four Yujing men to encircle and suppress Mi Xuzi, it was clear how much the Corpse Transmutation Realm valued Mi Xuzi.

At the moment, Mi Xuzi has used the formation to take away two Yujing from the Corpse Transformation Realm. It is very likely that a Mahayana cultivator from the Corpse Transformation Realm will appear next. It is better to avoid the limelight for the time being.

As for whether the Qingshen Clan could be aroused by Yan Yan's words, Shen Lian was not very sure. After all, the strength of the Qingshen Clan in the shallow sea area was still too low. If they wanted to cause trouble, they had to rely on the Qingshen Clan in the deep sea area.

Informing on others was just a chess piece dropped casually. It didn't matter whether it succeeded or not. It wouldn't be a big loss for him anyway.

Anyway, we might as well give it a try. What if the Qingshen clan and the monks from the Corpse Slaughter Realm start a fight?

To cultivate immortality, one must still have dreams.

While hurrying on his way, Shen Lian was also training the two captured Yujing monks from the Corpse Slaughter Realm. He used the old method to squeeze juice from them with the Ghost Ball Formation.

With the previous practice, I am now familiar with this task.

After all, he is the ancestor of Yujing. It will take some time to completely weaken him.

On the way, Shen Lian deliberately chose a few places to stop and found that the news of the melee between super powers had even spread to some immortal cities in Juntian Realm.

However, for ordinary monks, these rumors were just jokes among each other, and such things were really far away from them.

In a restaurant in a certain fairy city, Shen Lian was enjoying a cup of wine and a plate of food, 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 blended into the crowd of monks in the city.

The battle between super powers has nothing to do with him. The next main task is to raise his realm to the seventh level, twelfth floor. In addition, on this basis, he should try his best to increase the number of rule turns.

……

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 and headed towards the direction of Haotian Realm.

These aircraft are filled with resources unique to Juntian Realm. Although their quality is not high, their quantity is large.

On one of the treasure ships that was specially designed to carry passengers, Shen Lian stood by the window, gazing at the terrifying huge crack that looked like a fang.

He also didn't expect that not long after the starry sea was shattered, the trade route between Haotian and Juntian was opened like this.

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

On the top of the city wall, there are huge fire spirit cannons, and monks riding spirit birds are patrolling back and forth in the crack space outside the city gate.

"Seventh-order low-grade formation."

From a distance, Shen Lian could sense the formation set up inside the city gate, as well as a small Taoist priest in charge.

“It’s really pervasive.”

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

"These are all the holes I blasted open. Why don't you come over here to collect taxes first?"

The cracked starry sea is sealed off, and the space in many places is severely broken, making it unsuitable for large-scale travel. However, for a caravan, even if they only collect some taxes, they will make a lot of money as long as they are safe on the road.

Shen Lian didn't ask deliberately at all. He just swept his mind over it lightly and figured it out.

It turns out that there are such fortresses everywhere in the forbidden area of ​​​​the starry sea, and behind each of them there is at least one holy land of Hedao to support it. As for whether there are other forces in the deeper areas, 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 the Haotian Realm.

The caravan that Shen Lian is in has already opened up the relevant connections, and this is not the first time they have entered Haotian.

"That's fine. Collect the taxes well and when there's a chance in the future, go find your Hedao Patriarch and take them back."

After entering the Haotian Realm, Shen Lian did not return to the Xianhu Sect in the Southern Region, but randomly entered a place in the Eastern Region, found a larger fairy city and moved into a blessed cave. He planned to practice here peacefully for some years.

Even if he has no bottleneck in his practice, his realm still needs to be built up over time.

……

"Useless! Four people from Yujing went to capture a young Taoist cultivator, but two of them were beaten to death. Could this cultivator be the reincarnation of a true immortal?"

Jia Xuan, who was hunting down talented monks in the fairy world as ordered, was so angry when he heard the report from the monk he sent out that his magic power surged.

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 was like boiling water. This was a valley with a beautiful environment, with spiritual energy rising and fairy mist surging. It looked like a holy land for immortals.

But these scenes were merely the result of a huge formation.

In the valley covered by the formation, black water flowed, the mountains and rivers dried up, and there were piles of dry bones and tangled hair like a forest.

"Why are you so angry? He just knows some formations. I will go and take him down myself."

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

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

A cultivator who just passed the heavenly tribulation of the Hedao and hid in the rift between heaven and earth, do you think he is cunning?

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

"I originally wanted to have the cultivators in the Immortal Spirit Realm kill it, but plans cannot keep up with changes. Now that unrest is about to break out in the Immortal Spirit Realm, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of this cultivator who is a descendant of Xianluo."

Jia Xuan couldn't help but sigh, how could this guy have such good luck.

At any other time, a cultivator who could cause turbulence in hundreds of rule marks would definitely be a thorn in the eyes of the entire Hedao Holy Land in the immortal world.

This is a major event that shakes their foundation.

But a super power suddenly appeared in the damn fairy world, and even they were caught off guard.

"This cultivator has such a strong talent that 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 level in no time."

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

The female cultivator raised her eyebrows, "You are so talented in understanding the rules. If you want to advance to the twelfth floor, you will definitely cause the strings of the rules to turbulent. Then I will be able to follow the clues and lock you down."

"It has been more than two thousand years now. With his talent, if he had enough resources, he might be able to advance to the twelfth floor within this thousand years."

Jiaxuan spoke, but it didn't say anything about killing the person within a certain time limit. The environment inside the rift between heaven and earth was very treacherous, and finding the person would be a big problem.

The three great Mahayana monks who led the super power wandered in there for thousands of years but could not find it.

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

This guy is as cunning as a fox and better at digging holes than a mouse.

He is talented and cunning, which is even more damnable.

"Do you want to curse him?"

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

"Is there any breath left in you?"

"It doesn't have to be that powerful, just let him be unlucky. In a place like the Heaven and Earth Crack, if a person is unlucky..."

……

Deep in the rift between heaven and earth.

Mi Xuzi, who was heading towards the depths, suddenly felt his soul skip a beat.

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

After a brief shake, there was no more fluctuation.

He was very familiar with this situation. It was certain that someone cared about him again.

It was just that his attitude was not quite right, and no matter how hard he tried, it just made his soul sense it a little.

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

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

This change happened extremely quickly. Even when 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 pass it over, it was of no use.

He just fell straight down.

The black hole was very deep. Mi Xuzi counted as he sank. After counting to ten, there was a sudden change in the scene before his eyes.

The darkness merged seamlessly with the scene before his eyes, 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 in an instant.

Looking around, there are colorful spiritual herbs and plants growing everywhere in the mountains. The grade of these spiritual herbs is not very high, only the third or fourth level, but they are so dense that they look like weeds.

"Is my luck coming?"

His throat moved and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

These spiritual herbs contain rich medicinal properties. Even if their grade is low, they are found everywhere in the mountains and plains, and some are rare species.

It's such a vast mountain range that you can't even sense the end. If you go deeper, you may find seventh-level elixirs.

However, Mi Xuzi did not move because of the elixir in front of him. This area was too quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if there was no living creature in sight.

And before that, his soul was trembling, and it was obvious that he was being plotted against.

"Formation fluctuations, no."

"Spiritual forbidden fluctuations, no."

"Rich wood attribute."

The divine mind quietly sensed the surroundings; everything seemed so real and appeared so suddenly.

"Then hide here first."

The figure slowly landed and stepped on the ground first, which was very solid.

Afterwards, Mi Xuzi's figure trembled violently, and his figure began to shrink to a foot in size. His body surface turned into a mixture of earth yellow and brown, and he suddenly leaned against a pile of rocks.

This place is too strange. He hasn't even opened up a cave yet. He plans 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 together with other stones.

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

This made him guess that this might be an illusion.

Fortunately, the connection between me and my original self is still there, so it’s not a big problem. I’ll study it slowly.

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

But this area is so vast that it would take him a long time to check it.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed since they were trapped here. Mi Xuzi had finally cleared out this environment. The area was more than half a galaxy wide and was filled with spiritual flowers and herbs, some of which were of the seventh grade.

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

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

Maybe as you practice, the secret of this illusion will be revealed.

……

Shen Lian was not too worried when his clone fell into the illusion prison.

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

I had already forgotten about my clone, and the fact that he was still alive was already far beyond my expectations.

Every day you live is a surprise.

It’s just an illusion. The fact that even he, an eighth-rank formation master, can’t see through it is enough to show how powerful this illusion is.

It looks like a cage, but it is actually a great hiding place.

For a Hedao cultivator, a hundred years is just like a nap while he closes his eyes and practices.

The two monks from the Corpse World who were trapped in his personal little world are still alive and kicking, fighting a battle of wits and courage with the formation.

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

After capturing so many Void-Refining cultivators, it is necessary to use the rules of reincarnation and soul path little by little to make them willing.

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

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

……

Immortal Pot Sect.

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

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

"Fellow Daoist from the Immortal Palace has come to our Xianhu Sect, bringing glory to our sect."

Although it was rumored that a giant celestial being had fallen in Lingmu Fairy Palace, even if two more had died, the Fairy Pot would have to keep a low profile.

As for a small holy place like the Xianhu Sect, how did it know that a half-immortal had fallen in the Lingmu Immortal Palace?

No one knew what was going on, but by the time someone noticed it, the news had already spread in all directions.

One cannot help but admire it, it is worthy of being the Lingmu Immortal Palace. The death of a Hedao in other families is like the sky falling, but they didn't say anything when a half-immortal died. On the treasure ship, a fat figure appeared, smiling like the old man next door.

"Master Lin, it's been a long time since we last met. It looks like you will make further progress soon."

"Your sect is in the hands of fellow Taoists. It looks like it will become even more powerful."

After being complimented by the cultivators from Lingmu Immortal Palace, Lin Tianhe couldn't help but feel a little elated.

This is a monk from the Immortal Palace. Even if it is just a dog, it is better than other dogs. This is the first time in all these years that I have heard a monk from the Immortal Palace compliment it.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, you are too kind. It is because of our ancestors that our sect has prospered."

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

Gui Xuan narrowed his eyes, making it seem as if he had lost his eyesight from laughing. He was humble and walked with Lin Tianhe, arm in arm with his sleeves.

"Master Lin, you can guess my purpose without me having to tell you. The fairy world is in turmoil. Your sect and my fairy palace have always had a harmonious relationship. We should stick together at this time."

Lin Tianhe smiled apologetically. It seemed that Lingmu Immortal Palace was really forced into a corner. Now it had to lower its face and start to win over ordinary holy places like them.

"Don't worry, Daoist Gui. Even if Daoist Gui doesn't come, my ancestor has already discussed it 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 felt relieved after hearing Lin Tianhe say it in person.

In the past, the Xiaohedao Holy Land was naturally not taken seriously by the Immortal Palace. But in the current situation, 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..." Lin Tianhe hesitated at this time.

"Just say it directly, fellow Daoist." Gui Xuan looked at Lin Tianhe with a smile, as if to say, "I 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 clan has already been passed down for several generations. If the Guantian Clan dares to bring up the issue of space rules, my Immortal Palace will take action.”

"With your guarantee, my Xianhu Sect will naturally be safe."

The two entered the Xianhu Sect's reception hall and took their seats.

"Friend Lin, I came here for another matter this time."

"Good thing!"

Gui Xuan then said, "Five Elements Immortal Palace!"

Upon hearing the name, Lin Tianhe's expression was indeed startled, and then he became enthusiastic.

This is the fairy palace left behind by the last true immortal in the legend of the fairy world. There are countless opportunities in it. Looking at the entire fairy world, who doesn’t want to take a look inside? If they can obtain the true immortal inheritance, they would be willing to eat fairy herbs and drink fairy water every day.

"In view of the changes in the immortal world, the semi-immortal ancestor of my Immortal Palace has issued an imperial decree. This time, the Immortal Tree will be used to send everyone directly to the Five Elements Immortal Palace."

At this point, Gui Xuan glanced at Lin Tianhe and said, "Of course, they must be friends of my palace. If they are enemies of my palace, don't even think about going to the Five Elements Palace. You will be wiped out."

"In addition, there are many different places of opportunity in the Immortal Palace. Some of these places of opportunity are better and some are worse. Who goes to the better places and who goes to the worse places depends on your military exploits."

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

"By the way, a thousand years from now, the Silver Crow Patriarch of my Lingmu Immortal Palace will hold a ceremony to advance to the Semi-Immortal stage. When the time comes, fellow Taoists can go to watch the ceremony and appreciate the immortal style of the Semi-Immortal Patriarch."

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

As soon as one demigod dies, another one immediately appears.

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

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Tianhe turned around and went towards the depths of the sect.

"Ancestor!"

"I already know."

Outside the formation in the valley, the voice of the ancestor of "Xianhu" was heard.

"I can handle the missions at Lingmu Palace. You should stay at the sect and advance to the twelfth floor as soon as possible."

"Grandfather, why don't I go?"

Lin Tianhe opened his mouth, and Gui Xuan came over to explain in detail the arrangements of Lingmu Immortal Palace. If you want to get the opportunity, it is not as simple as just standing in the team, you also have to complete the tasks arranged by Lingmu Immortal 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. Also, Qingjun's advancement to the Hedao can be put on hold for the time being. I will see if I can get a better spiritual object to protect you from the disaster."

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

"The ancestor has advanced to the twelfth floor!"

Lin Tianhe was still immersed in the words just now when he heard a voice beside his ear, "This matter must be kept secret. I will suppress my realm to the foundation of Taoism, so that I can take advantage of it when assigning tasks."

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

"If the spirit wood can escort the cultivators into the Five Elements Palace, then why can't the Kunpeng Palace do the same?"

The ancestor of the Immortal Pot sneered, "If this condition is released, the superpowers will not fight, but the holy places in Haotian Realm will fight. You are guarding the sect well and others are taking advantage of you."

"Yes!"

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

As the old Taoist priests pay tribute to their ancestors, Xu Mizi, as the ancestor of the Xianhu Sect, naturally has to devote himself to the sect.

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

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

After instructing Lin Tianhe to look after the sect, the ancestor of "Xianhu" 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, ready to see what task the Lingmu Immortal Palace would assign him.

After a semi-immortal ancestor died, instead of rushing to seek revenge, they arranged the small Hedao cultivator to do the work first. It doesn't feel right no matter how you look at it.

Shouldn't the fight continue?

Everyone was in a panic at first, thinking that a shocking war was about to break out. Unexpectedly, after the death of a half-immortal, the Lingmu Immortal Palace did not take any follow-up action.

As a result, the lofty Yuxu Fairyland did not take any follow-up action, and even the seal on the starry sea was not repaired.

The scene was quite strange.

Just like that, the shocking war that everyone had been expecting did not take place. As time went by, there were constant disturbances in various parts of the fairy world, and the battles between the monks of Hedao became more and more frequent.

……

Seven hundred years later.

Deep in the void sea of ​​stars.

On a huge island suspended in the void of space, densely packed spiritual bans flickered, releasing terrifying pressure that continuously shattered the surrounding void, leaving it in a state of being broken and unable to be reassembled.

In the central area of ​​the island is an enormous stone tower with silver flames dancing on its top.

When the flames jumped, the void around the lighthouse would twist, making a rustling sound, and long rivers of space would flow out.

This is a space beacon.

Its main function is to sense the direction of the long river of space and guide the direction of the cultivators. It is also the foundation for Kunpeng Palace to open up so many space wormholes in the fairy world.

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

If monks want to travel quickly, they must take advantage of these tides, otherwise they will crash into the upstream current and only achieve half the result with twice the effort.

As the force that controls the space wormholes in the fairy world, Kunpeng Palace has opened up countless space wormholes over the past few eras.

These space wormholes are not static. They need to change according to the changes in the veins deep in space. Without the guidance of a lighthouse, it would be quite time-consuming and laborious for cultivators to control them alone.

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

Although Lingmu Immortal 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 Lingmu Immortal Palace.

Restricted by the space wormhole, the Immortal Palace, which is a chamber of commerce, was suddenly greatly affected. The Immortal Palace, which could originally make a huge profit based on the availability of each party, now has many resources trapped in the production area and cannot be distributed.

If we don't use the wormhole, the cost will be very high. We can't let the Hedao monks escort those ordinary spiritual objects.

In the deep darkness far away from the space lighthouse, there is a hazy area that seems to have not changed at all, but in the haze there is a spiritual treasure in the shape of a long snake wandering.

The long snake is actually a vine, releasing hairy roots all over its body. It attaches itself to the space barrier, as if it has merged into one with the entire space.

In a cave in the middle of the vine, the 'Xianhu Patriarch' was sitting cross-legged and practicing.

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

As for whether to go to the Five Elements Fairy Palace or not, the ancestor of "Xianhu" is not that eager, as he has been away from the sect for seven hundred years.

The past seven hundred years were very fulfilling, as three Hedao monks were murdered in secret.

Although it cannot be compared with the ban in the star sea back then, on average it is still one every two hundred years, and it is all done quietly.

On the surface, as a low-level twelfth-floor cultivator, his only contribution over the past seven hundred years was his participation and dedication to the Lingmu Immortal Palace.

"Good stuff."

Looking at the dancing silver flames on the lighthouse, a hint of warmth flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of "Xianhu".

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

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

After considering the probability of snatching food from a tiger's mouth, the ancestor of the 'Xian Hu' sighed. With his limited strength, he could only play a supporting role and make some contributions to the Lingmu Fairy Palace.

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

Over the years, whenever he participated in Lingmu Fairy Palace missions, I would quietly follow by his side. Although I didn't gain much benefit, this kind of thing cannot be rushed, and being quiet is the most important thing.

"My fellow Taoists, when the broken space outside the Hanging Island is only stable for half a breath, follow me and charge in."

At this time, a majestic voice sounded, and the monks practicing in the spiritual vines woke up one after another.

This is Tianxuan, a monk from Lingmu Immortal Palace who is leading the team this time, a monk at the Yujing level.

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

In order to complete the mission, they dispatched a total of more than ten Hedao monks. According to reconnaissance, there were only five or six Hedao monks on the opposite space island.

The advantage is on our side.

"Do it!"

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

"Zizi!"

In an instant, dazzling green spheres fell down. After falling, these green spheres quickly turned into a withered yellow color, madly corroding the spiritual forbidden runes in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the protective formation that had been so imposing suddenly showed signs of collapse.

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

……

“Tianxuan, I didn’t expect you!”

On the fairy island, there was a cry of surprise, followed by a loud laugh.

“Haha… Tianxuan, you’ve been fooled. I’ve been waiting for you!”

"The Xuantian Forbidden Array has begun!"

In an instant, ripples surged from the depths of the space island, a mighty aura swept in all directions, and a young monk in silver armor stepped out into the air.

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

Caught in a jar?

They had been planning here for a long time and only 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 screamed that he had been tricked, jumped to the top of the lighthouse with a whoosh, took the mysterious space fire into his palm, and silver light burst out around his body. His figure blurred and disappeared mysteriously.

Seeing this scene, how could the monks present not react and feel fooled.

"Where to go!"

Fellow Daoist Tianxuan raised his hand and shot out a stream of light. A sticky and withered aura corroded the top of the stone tower and even the deep space. However, there was no trace of the cultivator just now.

……

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

When I looked up, I found a colorful cover falling from the sky.

"There's an ambush!"

Suddenly, Yinlu was shocked.

The silver light around him turned into springs and he wanted to move sideways, but he found that the void around him suddenly became as solid as gold and iron, and the springs in space collided with each other and made crackling sounds.

Not only that, the colorful runes that fell down formed a ball of light that was getting smaller and smaller.

"who!"

In response to him were various attacks that fell down with crackling sounds. Between the purple lightning and silver light, there was also sword light mixed with slag that attacked and fell, directly cutting off his arm that was holding the space fire.

In pain, his palm cracked and flames from space leaped out. With a whoosh, they were swallowed by the cracks, and then the space became as solid as gold and iron again.

……

"Crash!"

After smoothing out the turbulent spatial veins, the blurry figure grabbed a colorful ball of light and disappeared.

As expected, God rewards hard work. It was worth it that he had been wandering outside for seven hundred years just waiting for this bite of food.

(End of this chapter)