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"The dust accumulated here is thicker than an adult's calf."

Ling Xuan looked at the specific situation of the formation, and was even more surprised, "The pattern of the formation is older than the teleportation formation I have seen."

Obviously, Jiuyou Bingyan was right.

This teleportation formation should have been established during Jing Guochu's period.

Ling Xuan took out dozens of top-quality spirit stones, put them into the various eyes of the teleportation formation, and gradually activated them.

This teleportation formation is too old, and the activation steps are very cumbersome, but in the end, it was successfully activated.

Yingying blue light blooms.

Ling Xuan got ready, tensed all over, and stepped over the teleportation formation.

After a while of spinning, the scene in front of me gradually became clear.

It was pitch black around here.

Thunder burst out from time to time in the darkness.

The shining blue light emitted by the teleportation array behind Ling Xuan is one of the few stable light sources.

With the help of such light sources, he gradually saw the surrounding scene clearly.

Just as Jiuyou Bingyan said, this place is located in a very high altitude, and it is a sky island.

It seems that the will of heaven used its mighty power to forcibly pull it out of the sea of ​​suppressing demons and suspend it in the sky.

Ling Xuan can even see traces of ossified creatures such as conch and starfish in the rocks.

Looking down, with his strong eyesight, he could barely see a pitch-black sea.

That is Zhenmohai.

The surrounding majestic giant walls are ten demon-suppressing fortresses.

"I didn't expect there to be such a place in the sky over Zhenmo Sea."

Ling Xuan was amazed.

If Jiuyou Bingyan hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known that there was a huge sky island above their heads.

This is where the god thunder comes from.

Ling Xuan looked to the west, and there was a faint light coming from there.

He was vigilant about his surroundings, and walked towards it at a faster pace.

After a while, the light flourished.

The eyes are completely filled with bright thunder.

Ling Xuan looked over and saw countless golden thunderbolts jumping like dragon snakes.

Crackling!

As if to split this space into pieces.

And in the center of those countless golden thunders, is a dark golden flame that burns silently.

For some reason, Ling Xuan could feel that the dark golden flame revealed a trace of twilight, a trace of madness.

I want to die but I can't die.

Spending countless years here, even a god of heaven and earth like Strange Fire will gradually become insane.

It seems to be aware of a strange breath.

The dark golden flame suddenly throbbed.

All the surrounding golden thunders rushed towards Ling Xuan.

In the blink of an eye, he was wrapped in it.

It was like countless swords, guns and halberds resting on Ling Xuan's neck.

Ling Xuan's skin felt tingling.

The hairs immediately stood on end.

The mighty Nirvana-level powerhouses can even feel threatened when they come here.

If it is replaced by a strong Law Manifestation environment.

I'm afraid that before these golden thunderbolts enveloped his body, he was already overwhelmed by the aftermath of the Nine Firmaments God's Thunder Flame, making it difficult to hold on.

Ling Xuan said calmly, "It's your turn."

Jiuyou Bingyan hummed and ignited from his palm.

As soon as the ice-white flame appeared, the surrounding golden thunder immediately retreated.

The dark golden flame trembled slightly.

The memories that have been dusted for thousands of years seem to be peeling off layer by layer like an onion.

Ling Xuan's whole body was tense, grasping all kinds of life-saving methods.

Jiuyou Bingyan is very confident.

But he also needs to be prepared for the Nine Heavens God Lei Yan to completely lose control.

Before doing anything, prepare for the worst.

This is the consistent principle of Ling Xuan.

"Do you still remember me, old man?" Jiuyou Bingyan said calmly.

The dark golden flame trembled more violently.

Like an old man, he stood up tremblingly, trying to recognize his old friend.