In the middle of a dark blue world.

A mass of natal vitality that exuded a dense aura slowly burned.

In the black natal vitality, there are dense colorful lines, and the black has been swallowed by the colorful lines.

Not far from the natal vitality, silver silk threads seemed to emerge from nothingness, and those silver lines were intertwined with each other, turning into a silver figure like a swimming dragon.

After the silver dragon twisted a few times, it slowly floated towards the mass of natal vitality filled with various colors.

The color emanating from that mass of natal vitality was reflected in the silver dragon's field of vision.

Just as the silver dragon's eyes showed a confused expression, the colorful lines in the natal vitality seemed to be attracted by something, and one by one, like swimming snakes, squirmed out frantically from the natal vitality, and suddenly flew towards the silver dragon.

The silver dragon looked at the colorful lines and suddenly stepped back.

But those colorful lines did not give up, and rushed towards the silver dragon at a very fast speed.

This dark blue world is not big, and it will soon come to an end.

At the moment when the silver dragon turned, several colorful lines suddenly plunged into the silver dragon's body like sharp arrows.

Those colorful lines wriggled in the body of the silver dragon like terrifying parasites.

The silver dragon kept writhing, but the colorful lines became more and more excited, and drilled deeper.

The silver dragon snorted coldly, and his body instantly disintegrated, turning into countless silver silk threads, floating away in all directions.

The several silver silk threads that stayed in place were already entangled with the colorful lines, and slowly turned into a touch of black.

The silver threads that had scattered around them regrouped not far away, and a long silver dragon reappeared.

The silver dragon stared at the wriggling colorful lines, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and after watching for a moment, he headed towards the depths of the silver blue world.

"Where the hell is his soul?" the voice of the web leader echoed through the silver dragon's body.

While the silver dragon was searching, a faint feeling of mourning drifted away from the silver dragon.

The silver dragon instantly locked onto the direction where the mourning came from, and its body turned into a flash of white light, disappearing in that direction.

A faint light cluster was not conspicuous in the dark blue world, but the mourning that came from the light cluster gradually enveloped the entire dark blue world.

The dim light quickly enlarged in the silver dragon's field of vision, and the silver dragon gradually slowed down, hovering around the dim light cluster.

The light of that cluster of light was close to extinguishing

!, at the moment, the light and darkness are flickering.

The light cluster was full of colorful colors, devouring the light of the light cluster frantically.

"What the hell is this???," the voice of the web-leader came slowly, ...... the voice of the web-leader.

The frequency of the dim light trembling became faster and faster, as if it was sobbing and crying, and the emotion of mourning permeated the light cluster.

The silver dragon's eyes released a light that tried to see through the colorful colors.

But apart from the emotion of mourning, the silver dragon could no longer perceive any anomalies.

The colorful colors don't seem to be in real life, but a kind of power that comes from the soul, which is daunting.

After observing for a moment, the silver dragon's body instantly turned into countless silver silk threads, disappearing from the blue world.

......

The cobweb leader slowly opened his eyes, and the countless silver threads extending from his right hand frantically returned to the palm.

"Did you find anything?" asked the leader of the Sky Hunter, staring at the young man's dead eyes.

The webmaster looked to his side and held the floating golden orb in his hand.

"His soul and natal energy were infected by the colorful miasma, and even I could hardly compete with the terrifying miasma. The leader of the spider web pinched the golden ball and looked at it carefully, "This ball will tell us what we want, although the time is urgent, but we must not sacrifice those people on the island in vain, after all, those people are the elite of our organization." ”

"Is it so difficult?" "I know this place is very dangerous, but even if there is an irresistible existence, we can live a few tricks, but at the moment, this ethereal ghost thing is the most annoying, if it is not handled well, I am afraid that before we can understand the mystery of this place, we will be wiped out." ”

"No, this time I came, I just took a look at the leader of the hunting sky, and with a sudden clench of his right hand, the golden ball turned into a golden mist and merged into the cobwebs in front of everyone.

The cobweb turned into a golden patch, and then it took on a structural diagram of complex lines.

The leader of the cobwebs carefully studied the contents of the cobwebs, and his eyes showed deep thought.

......

In the forest dusted by mysterious colorful substances, Shi Ming walked slowly on the path.

The colorful miasma in this area became more and more intense, the red light flickering on the surface of Shi Ming's body had disappeared, and the power of the flower of annihilation had almost disappeared.

The world was eerily silent, there was not even a gust of wind here, and all the plants remained

It turned into a sculpture and didn't make any sound.

Shi Ming could already hear his heartbeat, and the rhythm in his ears became more and more obvious.

There is too little vitality in Shi Ming's natal vitality, which is simply not enough to support Shi Ming to move through the sky.

The colorful material on the stone-paved path became more and more numerous, and Shi Ming no longer wanted to break like ice cubes when he stepped on it.

Those colorful substances were very hard, and Shi Ming held the sharp blade in his hand, which could only leave some white scratches on the surface of the colorful substance.

"Where does this lead here?" Shi Ming looked into the depths, and there was hardly anything visible except for a patch of color.

While the leader of the Hidden Gate was groaning, Shi Ming's body suddenly rose with a large amount of white mist, as if it was ignited by the colorful miasma.

In the endless darkness, that grand ball of light instantly penetrated countless tentacles, leading to all corners of Shi Ming's body.

Those cyan vitality that existed in Shi Ming's body in the form of crystal chains were stimulated by that tentacle, and they broke one after another, turning into the purest cyan vitality and appearing on the surface of Shi Ming's body.

Those colorful miasma and the cyan vitality blended with each other, and the cyan vitality in Shi Ming's body was frantically consuming.

"I can't drag it out any longer, this body doesn't have as much cyan vitality as I imagined. Shi Ming's expression sank, and he sped up his movement.

However, not long after Shi Ming walked around, a black shadow appeared in Shi Ming's field of vision.

It was a fence infested with colorful substances, like the kind of fence that encloses the village in a mountain village on a normal day.

Shi Ming was slightly stunned and walked towards the phantom.

There were more and more phantoms, and it was a house.

Shi Ming walked through the alleys of the village, except that all the buildings were infected with colorful materials, everything was no different from an ordinary village.

"How can there be a Terran village here......" Shi Ming's face was incredulous, he walked to a house and gently pushed it.

The wooden door seemed to be glued together, Shi Ming took a deep breath, and a cracking sound sounded, which was extremely harsh in this area.

The wooden door shook suddenly, and a lot of debris fell, and a rotten smell came to the face.

Shi Ming looked into the depths of the room, there were still things such as tables, chairs, benches, etc., but there was not a single living thing in the village.

"Something sealed by these things?" Shi Ming muttered.

The cyan vitality on his right hand was frantically consuming, and the leader of the Hidden Gate had no intention of exploring these things in detail at the moment, so he turned around and walked towards the depths of the village.