At the last moment, the woman in Tsing Yi frantically sealed, and a layer of silver Buddha light appeared on her body, forming a silver lotus flower to envelop her.

"Turn. With a sip in his mouth, the silver lotus flower spun rapidly.

The next moment, the gray-white light shone on the surface of the lotus, the two forces collided, and the space was slightly distorted, however, the silver lotus flower failed to resist the gray-white light after all, and was directly pierced by countless rays of light. With a bang, the silver lotus exploded.

But I saw a silver thread twist out, rushing into the entrance of the Shinto like a swimming fish, and disappeared.

"Are the disciples of the Lotus King Kong Temple actually here?" Zhong Liuyu and Zhong Liuyan glanced at each other.

The sky was calm again, and the hundreds of people who were rushing into the Shinto just now, except for the Tsing Yi woman from the Lotus Vajra Temple, all of them died under the attack of the elemental turbulence. At this point, after a round of eruption, the elemental turbulence really began to weaken, slowly receding towards the distant sky, revealing a wide passage.

"Let's go. Zhong Liuyan let out a low snort, and his figure rose to the sky, and Zhong Liuyu, Shangguan Ruoyu and A Man immediately followed.

"Boom, Boom—" Thousands of rays of light rushed into the sky, swarming towards the entrance of the Kunlun Divine Dao.

"Hum—"

Seeing ahead, the light rushed into the Kunlun Divine Dao one after another, Zhong Liuyan suddenly stopped in the sky, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at the end of the sky in the distance.

Something, calling him.

"Brother, hurry up, it's too late. Zhong Liuyu passed by him and shouted back at the entrance of Shinto.

The subsident elemental turbulence around them began to surge in rapidly, leaving them with only a few breaths to enter the entrance of the Shinto.

Zhong Liuyu, Shangguan Ruoyu and A Man all stopped in front of the entrance and looked at Zhong Liuyan tens of thousands of meters away. Beside them, a stream of light flew by, submerging into the Kunlun Divine Dao, which was as narrow as vertical pupils.

"Brother—" Zhong Liuyu shouted anxiously.

"Zhong Liuyan, hurry up. Shangguan Ruoyu also shouted eagerly.

"The Holy Son of Liuyan. A man had a look of worry on his face.

Zhong Liuyan didn't seem to hear the call of the three of them, but just looked at the distance in the sky, and an invisible sense of summoning became stronger and stronger in his mind.

"Liuyu, you take them into the Hongmeng Land first, remember, try not to fight with the geniuses of the Divine Domain. Zhong Liuyan didn't say a word back, and drove away directly.

"Boom-boom-" The elemental turbulence began to close little by little, turning back into a terrifying storm of extreme danger.

"Let's go. Zhong Liuyu gritted his teeth and said. The three of them turned around and rushed into the Kunlun Divine Dao, the space was distorted, and they disappeared in a flash.

......

Han Yi woke up from his slumber, and everything he saw in front of him was still overwhelming wind and sand, as well as the endless ruins of the ancient city.

After he left the octagonal tower half a month ago, he found that the wind and sand in the ruins of the ancient city were much weaker than the outside world, so he decided to cross the ruins of the ancient city. After walking for half a month, I finally walked to the core area of the ancient city, and obviously saw the ruins of the surrounding buildings, which became much larger.

From those huge megalithic buildings of hundreds or even thousands of miles, traces of ancient wars can still be vaguely seen. The air could faintly feel the coercion of the grand force, making Han Yi feel like a fragile ant, as long as he was touched by that force, he would be crushed to pieces.

"Huhuhu-" The sound of the wind and sand whistling poured into my ears, like a ghost crying wolf. In just one night, his body was covered with an extremely thick layer of yellow sand, almost burying his entire body. Han Yi shook off the yellow sand on his body and stood up, revealing the giant heavy sword that was more than three meters long and more than a foot wide under him.

Last night, he was resting on top of the giant sword. Originally, with his cultivation, even if he didn't rest for a few years, there would be no problem, but after entering the void, his spiritual power was imprisoned by invisible power, and his physical body seemed to be gradually weakening, and the whole person became more and more easily tired.

In the past half a month, he has taken five or six rests, almost every three days. For such a situation, Han Yi was also faintly worried in his heart. If in the back, his physical body is also weakened like an ordinary person, then there is probably no way to go out of this void place.

With such a mentality, Han Yi didn't dare to stay at all, and every time he finished resting, he immediately started to hurry. Han Yi hooked his foot, and the giant heavy sword flew up and fell into his hand, and he stepped on his back and fastened the strap of the scabbard. The scabbard of the Juque heavy sword was still made by Master Situ of Wanling Pavilion when he was in Lanyue Island, and even if the seal of the Juque heavy sword was lifted and it became a top-level holy weapon, he did not discard the scabbard.

Han Yi was speeding forward through the ruins of the ancient city, and his speed was much faster than that of a Spirit Emperor Stage cultivator flying with all his might. The desert that had flooded the ancient city was still like a maggot on the tarsal bones, flowing closely behind him.

Half a day later, Han Yi's rapidly advancing figure suddenly stopped, and directly in front of him, a magnificent palace-like building gradually became clear in the wind and sand.

"It should be the temple built in this ancient city. Han Yi muttered, "Go over and have a look." The movement of his feet accelerated, and the whole person flew out like lightning, splitting the wind and sand flying in the sky.

Soon, he rushed to the temple. The entire temple was made of blue-gray spars, revealing a grand majesty, and in the eternal wind and sand, most of it had been submerged, and only a small part of the temple and a dozen columns were exposed.

Han Yi swept around the temple, looking for the entrance. The gate has been completely buried by the desert and is not accessible at all. Walking around to the back of the temple, Han Yi saw that a huge crack had been split in the wall at the back of the temple, exposing the entire interior of the temple.

Seeing the huge wound, Han Yi showed a look of surprise. It stands to reason that the materials used to build the temple are absolutely extremely hard, and no god or believer would allow the temple they built to be destroyed.

"It seems that at the time of the Ancient War, the strength of those invaders should not be underestimated. Han Yi said to himself.

He swept over the rift and rushed into the temple. As soon as he entered the temple, he felt an extremely strong majesty rushing towards him, almost making him fall to his knees.

"Whew. Han Yi took a deep breath and grasped the hilt of the sword in the middle of the giant que with one hand, "I didn't expect that hundreds of millions of years have passed, and there is still such a strong coercion left in this ruined temple. ”

Han Yi only felt that there were thousands of tons of mercury flowing around him, turning into a terrifying wave and smashing on him. He struggled to move through the temple, moving deeper, gradually approaching the central hall of the temple.

Facing his wall, separating the antechamber from the backroom. The walls were covered with grand patterns with delicate brushstrokes, and they looked exactly like the murals he had seen in the octagonal tower not long ago, except that the murals here were more elaborate, more realistic, and the pressure conveyed was more terrifying.

Han Yi just glanced up, and his whole body flew straight out as if he had been hit hard, smashing into a broken stone pillar thousands of meters away.

"It's scary. Han Yiwu felt palpitations in his heart, and his face turned pale, "My cultivation level is still too low, and I don't even have the qualifications to look directly at the god murals." ”

Although it was only a glance, the scene depicted in the mural was already engraved in his mind.

The deity, holding the coiling dragon flame spear, has all his beard and hair, and his upper body is not wearing a strand, engraved with mysterious symbols, and the body he has is so majestic, and the angry look makes people dare not look at it directly. Han Yi had no doubt that the god could change the color of heaven and earth with just one look and one expression.

Han Yi raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, calmed the surging qi and blood in his body, and then rubbed his buzzing head.

"It seems that in the future, in the void, if you encounter a building like a temple, you can't just enter it. ”

Saying this, he felt strange again.

"It's just that, why in the Tomb of All Souls, the murals of the gods painted in those temples are not so powerful? Could it be that the level represented by the gods is different?"

Unable to think of anything, Han Yi shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, then took a deep look at the ruined temple, turned around and flew towards the other side of the ruins of the ancient city, and his thin figure quickly disappeared into the wind and sand.

What Han Yi didn't know was that the space-time illusion mirror in his sea space flashed with a silver glow because of the impact of the god mural just now. At the same time, in the phantom mirror space, in the depths of the cave, Luo You's soul, which had been in a state of sleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

Underneath the divine soul, a blue spirit flower bloomed wantonly, but the blue spirit flower was transforming towards transparent and colorless little by little. Those disappearing blues turned into blue points of light and merged into Luo You's soul.

If Han Yi was here, he would be able to recognize that this blue spirit flower was the Divine Breath Soul Condensation Flower that he had obtained in a certain temple surrounded by the Ten Thousand Spirits Divine Tomb.

"You're awake. In the cave, the void was distorted, and a silver-robed figure emerged, but it was the Jiufang who claimed to be the spirit of the space-time illusion mirror.

Luo You's eyes slowly became clearer, and his long-ago memories woke up little by little.

"Where is this?" he asked.

"Fantasy space. Jiufang replied.

"I remembered. Luo You floated down from the Divine Breath Soul Condensation Flower, stood opposite Jiufang Pi, looked at him, and a trace of dangerous light gradually condensed in his eyes, "I know you, you are Jiufang Pi." ”

"It's me. Jiufang did not shy away from it and admitted it calmly.

"It was you in the first place, and I was so bad that I was destroyed. ”

"That's your mission, and that's the purpose of your existence. Jiufang said indifferently.