After the immortal disappeared

If one of the six formations is broken, the divine fire barrier that Miao Zhantian has put so much effort into will fail.

The golden light shield on Yaozi Lake popped, and the disillusionment disappeared like soap bubbles.

The lotus bulbs at the bottom of the lake no longer lose their petals.

With all the obstacles gone, the three Dharma figures that were originally trapped in the divine fire barrier were freed again. They immediately transformed into a flying rainbow and headed towards the Upside Down Lake.

Not stopping for a moment.

Yaozi Lake is still the territory of Miao Zhantian, but Diandian Lake is still owned by Qian Huan.

Before anyone else could react, three flying rainbows plunged into the water and disappeared immediately.

The three dharma images are controlled by Qian Huan's three soul clones. Once they are out of trouble, they immediately rush back to the sea of ​​​​consciousness to assist the deity and kill Miao Zhantian!

Whether it was Xiao Wencheng and other Huan Sect elders or He Lingchuan, they all took a deep breath and knew that Miao Zhantian was gone!

Miao Zhantian was fighting one against two in the sea of ​​consciousness, and it was extremely difficult to fight originally; now that Qianhuan's three divine soul clones have returned in time, the balance of victory must be greatly tilted towards Qianhuan.

Xiao Wencheng cheered up and ordered all the disciples of the sect:

"Kill all the intruders and capture Bai Ziqi, come on!"

The barrier of divine fire has been broken, and their main mission is completed. Now they can chase down the bad guys and kill them all!

They are obviously the masters of the upside-down sea, but in the early stage they were beaten by Tiangong and their homes were destroyed. Fortunately, the retribution came quickly, and now it's their turn to beat up the lost dog!

The battle by Yaozi Lake was particularly fierce, leaving Bai Ziqi with only one demon immortal and one demon - the god Shiyu was injured - and there were only a hundred people left in the Tiangong team.

There are more than 300 people in the Huan Sect opposite. Elders Xiao Wencheng and Ning are still alive, Elder Liu is seriously injured, and there is also a blood demon who appears and disappears.

Regardless of whether it is a great power or an army, the strength of Huanzong is much higher.

Not to mention that Miao Zhantian's control over the lower realm has rapidly retreated, and the geographical advantage has returned to the hands of Huanzong.

If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before Tiangong's power in the Distorted Sea is eliminated.

Facing such a battle situation, Xiao Wencheng couldn't feel relaxed.

More than a dozen fellow disciples of the same sect have been together for more than three thousand years, and they are brothers and sisters, but they all died in the battle of the upside-down sea, and there are only two left; the ancestor is still fighting life and death with Miao Zhantian in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, but the Great Heavenly Demon is not An opponent that can be defeated easily.

Even though they defeated Miao Zhantian, Qianhuan Zhenren and Huanzong were defeated miserably, and their vitality was severely damaged. I don't know if they will be able to recover one day in the future. In the vast world, even within Lingshan, can Huanzong maintain its original position?

…

Seeing the three golden lights flying into the Upside Down Lake, He Lingchuan grabbed a few companions and passed through the mirror, randomly changing places——

Still by the Yaozi Lake.

This area is occupied by the divine fire formation, and Xiao Wencheng and Qian Huan cannot monitor it for the time being. There is some conflict between the laws of the two powerful men here. It will take some time for Qian Huanxiang to take it back.

He Lingchuan summoned Aunt Zhu and others: "The barrier of divine fire has been broken. Come back."

Aunt Zhu and Heijiajun returned as promised, but Luo Xie was rejected by the mirror.

He Lingchuan said to him: "The battle behind is too cruel. You should find a safe place to stay first. It is best to stay away from Yaozi Lake."

Luo Xie hesitated to speak, and finally nodded and ran towards the upside down lake.

He Lingchuan turned to look at his companions. After the fierce battle just now, Aunt Zhu was injured in many places, but she is recovering now. Two people in the Black Armored Army were also injured, and they are taking medicine to regulate their breathing.

Then, he reached out and patted the Haoyuan Golden Mirror twice, and said in a low voice:

"I want to go home."

The scene in the mirror became blurry, like a thick layer of frost, and nothing could be seen.

Dong Rui heard clearly, but questions arose in his heart.

Home?

Which home?

He Lingchuan turned his head with a solemn look on his face: "Finally, when the critical moment comes, you guys are protecting me. No matter who comes close, shoot and kill!"

After observing the Dianhuan Sea for so long, he had no hope in the character of Qian Huan and Miao Zhantian. If they want to escape the upside down sea, they have to rely on themselves.

Dong Rui was stunned and said seriously: "Don't worry, you will be with me when I am here."

He knew that He Lingchuan would not just sit back and watch such an exciting battle!

After holding back until now, He Lingchuan finally took action.

The two of them are good brothers back to back, and there is no need to say much to each other. Aunt Zhu also raised her paws, and He Lingchuan nodded to them, sat down cross-legged, and actually began to adjust his breath into meditation.

The ghost monkey didn't understand and asked his master:

"squeak?"

What is He Lingchuan doing?

Dong Rui shook his head, not knowing what kind of medicine He Lingchuan was selling in the gourd.

But within a few breaths, a burst of red light suddenly appeared from He Lingchuan's mouth and nose, and with a whoosh, it flew into the Haoyuan Golden Mirror!

"Huh?" Aunt Zhu was startled, "Has your soul left your body?"

The shadow in the red light seemed a bit like He Lingchuan. But before Dong Rui had time to take a closer look, he looked into the mirror.

He Lingchuan closed his eyes and fell into meditation. Was he trying to bring out his soul?

Everyone hurriedly looked at the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, but the surface of the mirror was completely white with snowflakes, and there was nothing left.

Where did He Lingchuan go?

The Haoyuan Golden Mirror is no longer displayed.

The soul-capturing mirror resented it: "I also want to go to the ghost town with you, Master!"

As a result, the most critical game in the country was reversed. The owner actually used the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, not a loyal one!

Dong Rui had no choice but to tap the Haoyuan Golden Mirror: "Show me the battle in the sea of ​​​​thousand illusions."

The mirror also gave me face, so I immediately switched the screen back.

…

The Haoyuan Golden Mirror did not show where He Lingchuan was going, because his soul had returned to another inexplicable space.

When he opened his eyes, he was already standing in the valley, and he even smelled the damp water vapor.

He had only been to this valley a few times before, and he didn't know its exact location in the big square pot.

The strange thing was that there were no towering trees in the valley, and the thickest and strongest tree trunks were only as thick as a bucket.

It was quiet and silent.

There were no ants under the leaves, no insects on the tree trunks, and there was no sign of life in this valley.

He Lingchuan coughed and cleared his throat: "The thing you showed me before... I'm ready to take it away."

Of course, no one answered in the forest.

He walked, and a wisp of gray mist floated in the forest, always in front of him.

If he walked slowly, the wisp of gray mist would stop and wait for him.

He Lingchuan understood, and simply followed the gray mist.

Soon, he passed a small tree.

It was no different from ordinary trees, except that there was a face on the trunk.

Narakuten's clone!

Narakuten's clone was lured into the big square pot by He Lingchuan, and finally turned into a small tree in the valley and never went out again.

Now Narakuten's clone has its eyes closed, as if it is asleep. He Lingchuan walked past it, and it didn't react at all.

Today, his target is not it.

Until the bottom of the valley, the gray fog lingered around a gray-skinned tree and didn't move.

He Lingchuan approached and found that there was a bulge on the trunk of the tree, which was also a head--

dragon head.

This is a very ferocious dragon head. Even if it is just a carving, the fangs are sharp enough to hurt people. The horns on its forehead are like deer antlers, with two branches, and it is also very spectacular from a distance.

It originally had its eyes closed, as if it was in a deep sleep. But the gray fog was floating around it, especially when He Lingchuan approached, the dragon's eyes suddenly opened!

The fierceness, indifference, and cruelty in the eyes made even a general like He Lingchuan, who was used to life and death, feel shocked.

The gray dragon head opened his eyes and saw him, and then he pounced on him.

He Lingchuan did not move.

This is the world of the Dafang Pot, and this dragon head is obviously bound by the power of rules in the pot. If it wants to pounce on He Lingchuan, it must first break the rules of the Dafang Pot.

So far, it seems that there is no precedent for success.

Of course, the most important thing is that he has seen it once just now, so he is not panicking at all now.

When he left the Qianhuan Secret Hall before, he stepped into the Haoyuan Golden Mirror, originally thinking of returning to the mine to find his companions, but his soul was accidentally sent here.

The Dafang Pot showed him the tree and the trapped gray dragon head.

At that time, He Lingchuan did not understand what this meant;

Now he understands that after the Dafang Pot eats the fragments of the red flame viper transformed from the Shenxi meteorite, it can connect to Qianhuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and thus spy on the gray dragon in the lonely city.

This is an extremely important discovery.

The relationship between the Dafang Pot and the Dayan Dzi Bead is needless to say, so it immediately gave He Lingchuan a hint.

Sure enough, the gray dragon head stopped after rushing out half a foot. The trunk and bark of the small tree were extremely tough. It tried its best but couldn't break free, so it could only roar silently at He Lingchuan.

There is a gray dragon in the lonely city in the sea;

In the twilight valley of Dafanghu, there is also a tree planted by a gray dragon.

Referring to the small tree that Narakutian's clone turned into, He Lingchuan knew where these trees came from, so--

"Is this the remaining shadow dragon's evil spirit in the Dayan Dzi Bead?"

Zhong Shengguang said it clearly. There was originally a trace of shadow dragon's evil spirit in the Dayan Dzi Bead, so the forces and individuals who got this bead would be particularly unlucky and often saw wars and blood disasters.

But Dafanghu washed away this bit of evil spirit, so the Dayan Dzi Bead could become the treasure to protect Panlong City.

How did it "wash away" back then?

It seems that Hun Dun stripped it out and planted it as a tree alone.

"I understand." He Lingchuan said loudly, "How should I take it out?"

As soon as the voice fell, the tree trunk changed:

The gray dragon head seemed to be pulled back into the tree by a mysterious force. Even if it struggled hard, it eventually disappeared.

The trunk of the small tree returned to smoothness, but a branch hung down.

He Lingchuan looked up and saw that there was fruit on the branch.

It didn't bloom, but it bore fruit directly?

The fruit was oval, light gray, with tiny pockmarks on it.

At first glance, He Lingchuan thought it was a preserved egg.

But preserved eggs are not that big, and this fruit grew to the size of a mango in a blink of an eye.

He Lingchuan waited for a long time until it stopped growing, and then he carefully picked it off.

It was as big as a grapefruit, and He Lingchuan felt heavy in his hand, and he always felt that something inside kept hitting the wall, trying to break out of the shell.