This wilderness is too dangerous

Outside the Yuanchu Temple, the void was torn apart and two figures staggered out.

As soon as Fuxi and Hongyun came out, they looked back, but there was nothing behind them but the roaring turbulence of the void.

"Yuan Lian!" Hong Yun's eyes widened angrily, and he roared in a suppressed voice, with majestic killing intent surging, "Ancestral Dragon, when I step into Taiyi, it will be the day of reckoning with your Dragon Clan."

"Yuanlian will be fine. With two top-quality defensive spiritual treasures to protect him, he will definitely not fall." Fuxi took a deep breath, a trace of violent murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

His words seemed to be comforting Hongyun and himself, but his tone was less firm.

Maybe he himself couldn't believe that Yuan Lian, who was already seriously injured, could withstand the attack of Zulong, but at least there was a glimmer of hope.

"Ancestral Dragon, I will settle today's cause and effect with you someday! If fellow Taoist Yuan Lian... I will destroy your Dragon Clan!" Fu Xi swore secretly in his heart.

Yuan Lian asked them to take the first step, and he resisted the Ancestral Dragon's attack at the end, so that they could safely find the location of the space mark in the void turbulence and return to the Yuanchu Temple.

But he himself...

At the same time, the moment they appeared, in the Yuanchu Temple, Zhen Yuanzi's face changed slightly, and his figure immediately appeared outside the formation.

"What's going on? Why are you injured so badly?" Zhen Yuanzi asked in a serious tone as he looked at the two people whose energy was floating and their origins were turbulent.

"Brother, Fellow Taoist Hongyun, who is this bold guy who hurt you all?" Before he could finish his words, the pretty and cold-faced Nuwa appeared.

The next moment, Kong Ming, Bai Ze, and Fei Lian also came out together.

"What's going on? Who attacked you?" Kong Ming said angrily.

"Could it be the Dragon Clan, where is the Master of Yuanlian Hall?" Although Bai Ze's expression was indifferent, his tone also revealed a trace of sullenness.

Fuxi glanced at everyone, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Let's go in first."

The Temple of the Early Yuan Dynasty.

"I don't know whether Taoist friend Yuan Lian is alive or dead, but he was swept away by the turbulent currents of the void?" After hearing what Fu Xi and Hong Yun said one by one, Zhen Yuanzi looked solemn.

"Dragon clan, wait for me." Nuwa almost gritted her teeth, obviously she held a grudge against the entire dragon clan.

"We'll talk about the cause and effect of the Dragon Clan later. The top priority now is to find the master of Yuanlian Hall, and we have to do it quickly. The sooner the better." Bai Ze said softly with a uncertain look in his eyes.

"I'll try some calculations to see if I can find his Qi." Fuxi nodded in agreement with Bai Ze's words.

Fuxi said that he was about to activate his magic power and stir up the laws of heaven to perform calculations, but before he could make a move, he was interrupted by Zhen Yuanzi.

"Wait a minute, your origin is in turmoil now, and your Dao foundation is unstable. Take it first and let your injuries recover before calculating."

Zhen Yuanzi flicked his finger, and a drop of Three Light Divine Water hovered in front of Fuxi.

Fuxi thanked him and took it without any hesitation.

As for Hongyun, he took out a drop of the stock himself and drank it to heal his injuries.

The vigorous power of creation and vitality circulated within their bodies, but in a moment, their origins were restored, their foundations were once again solid, and their mana returned to its peak.

Then, Fuxi no longer hesitated. As his magic power surged, the vague laws of heaven were operating. His eyes penetrated time, looking for the familiar location of the qi machine.

"Why can't I find it? Could it be..." Fuxi looked at the vast years and searched all over the world. Yuan Lian's Qi seemed to have completely disappeared.

The last trace of the brand in the prehistoric world remains in the turbulence of the void.

"Brother, Master Yuanlian Hall will be fine!" Nuwa said with a worried look on her face.

"Perhaps Yuan Lian was trapped in some place where Qi was isolated, so it was difficult to find Qi." Fuxi thought for a while, but still felt that he needed to think in a better direction.

The vastness of the prehistoric world has many places that can isolate Qi and block his calculations. Maybe Yuan Lian happens to be in one of them!

"If anything happens to Fellow Daoist Yuan Lian, I will never let go of the Dragon Clan, Zu Long, hum!" Zhen Yuanzi looked leisurely. Although he tried to restrain himself, he could not hide the anger in his tone.

…

There is no time, no space, a land of nothingness and deathly silence like chaos, with countless fragments of different sizes floating.

On the largest fragment, a shadow was faintly reflected.

It was a handsome man. He stood blankly, his eyes vacant.

There is no concept of time or space here, and nothing changes.

I don’t know how long has passed, maybe a moment, or maybe an eternity.

A faint light lit up, illuminating a little of the darkness, and then quickly dimmed and dissipated. The man still didn't react at all.

Then, there was light flashing from time to time, with no fixed direction, no fixed time, different lengths, different brightness, and different distances.

The handsome man still stood there, unconscious, as if for eternity.

Until, I don't know when, the light shone on the man, blended into his shadow body, and blended into the fragments.

His empty eyes seemed to be slowly gathering together, and there was a faint light in his pupils.

"I...I am...Yuan..." The corners of the man's mouth twitched and he made a hoarse and harsh voice.

His voice was very soft and his words were spoken very slowly, like a dying old man, but the emptiness in his eyes was quickly fading away, and the light was getting brighter and brighter.

"I am... Yuan Lian!"

"I am Yuanlian!"

"I am the innate sacred Yuanlian!!!"

His voice became faster and faster, becoming more and more firm, until he finally let out a violent roar.

Yuan Lian dispelled the confusion and woke up. After a short silence, a series of laughter rang out:

"Hahaha, I didn't die! I didn't die..."

"Dragon clan, Zulong, I will definitely settle this account with you!" After calming down, Yuan Lian focused on the surroundings.

At this time, another light flashed, and Yuan Lian said in surprise: "Purifying spiritual light."

Then his mind moved, and the spiritual light seemed to be attracted and fell directly on him.

Buzz~~~

The pure purifying power permeated, and Yuan Lian only felt that his soul was comfortable, and the cracks on the fragments were slowly repaired.

"Those fragments are, my soul fragments!" Yuan Lian felt the breath in the fragments, and then he suddenly realized.

It turned out that at the last moment when he stepped into the turbulent flow of the void, he was hit by Zulong's vast and boundless magic power again.

Although he had the double defense of Xuanyuan Water Control Flag and Pure World Lotus Platform, he did not fall to ashes, but he was directly hit to the point that his soul was shattered and his immortal body collapsed.

If it weren't for the spirit treasure, which emitted a purifying spiritual light to purify his soul fragments, I'm afraid I don't know how long he would sink.

"Gather!" With Yuan Lian's low shout, the surrounding soul fragments were attracted by the origin and all gathered towards him.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Lian finally gathered all the fragments again and pieced together a complete self.

However, there were countless twisted cracks on the soul made up of countless fragments, like a porcelain doll that was broken and pieced together again.

"But at least it's complete." Yuan Lian sighed in his heart.

After the soul was complete, Yuan Lian also understood that his position was in his broken consciousness, and he immediately controlled the soul to return.

In the sea of ​​consciousness of the soul, the Pure World Lotus Platform slowly turned, but the spiritual light was much dimmer. Obviously, it was also damaged because of Yuan Lian.

In addition to the Pure World Spiritual Platform, the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag also floated quietly beside the lotus platform, but the spiritual light was also dim.

The only thing that still shone brightly was the Dinghai Divine Pearl that was divided into two groups, one with twelve beads and the other with twenty-four beads.

Yuan Shen landed on the lotus platform, and Yuan Lian's mind returned, controlling his body to open his eyes.

"Hiss!" The extreme pain made Yuan Lian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Without any extra thoughts, he forced himself to endure the severe pain and took out a drop of Sanguang Divine Water to swallow.

"Oh~~"

This feeling was like a body full of cold air immersed in warm spring water, and the feeling of comfort made Yuan Lian moan slightly.

Endless power of creation spread rapidly and was absorbed by the broken body.

Soon, all the vitality of a drop of Sanguang Divine Water was consumed, but Yuan Lian's injuries had not yet fully recovered, not to mention the Yuan Shen that was broken into slag. This shows how serious his injuries were.

Without any hesitation, he took another drop of Sanguang Divine Water and repeated the absorption and treatment process.

It was not until 13 drops of Three Lights Divine Water were consumed that Yuan Lian's immortal body and soul were finally fully restored, and his magic power was restored to its peak.

At this time, he began to look around him.

This was a simple and elegant room, and the minimalist layout made the space look more spacious.

"Not bad! It's getting better quickly."

Just as Yuan Lian looked around, the door opened, and a voice as gentle as jade came from outside the house.