Feng Lian, who jumped into the crack, only felt dizzy and his ears roared, and he was in no mood to see what environment was in the crack, covering his head and wailing in the fall.

In the cracks, there are all random splashes of spiritual power, chaotic power, soul power, etc., and the laws of the Great Dao are even more chaotic, criss-crossed, as long as they touch a certain junction point, the body is "burned" out of a black hole the size of a fist.

"You're bold enough to jump into a crack. Are you so sure I'm going to save you?"

Hearing this voice, Feng Lian seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and said bitterly: "You must save me, because you and I are destined." ”

When the other party said the "Colorful Divine Stone", Feng Lian confirmed that he was the true owner of the Nameless Knife. It was he who handed over the materials and design drawings to Ye Kunchu to create the nameless knife.

Later, he didn't go to retrieve the nameless knife, and after being modified by Jin Blood, he handed it over to Feng Lian.

"Ahem, saving you is actually harming you, but having someone accompany me on the last journey is also a good choice. There is one condition, 500,000 heavenly crystals. ”

Feng Lian shouted: "I only have 100,000, all for you!"

His heart is bleeding, but his life matters, and the money will be earned back later.

A rope condensed with silver-white spiritual power stretched out from the darkness, tied Feng Lian's waist, and slowly pulled him back. I don't know how long it took, Feng Lian shouted so much that a piece of blood bubbled out of his throat before he was pulled into a small space.

This space is about three square meters, and about two meters and five meters high, but this small space actually uses more than 800 pieces of heavenly crystals as lamp oil and lights eight lamps, which is a bit dazzling.

Feng Lian squinted at the old man in front of him who was almost face to face, raised the nameless knife in front of each other's eyes, and asked, "You are the original owner of my knife?"

The old man said nostalgically: "I can't imagine that Ye Kunzhu's kid remembers the old man, not bad." There is a person who remembers the old man, and it is worth dying.

"In the big battle that year, the spiritual weapon was damaged, and later I met Ye Kunchu, and I felt that his alchemy skills were very distinctive, so I handed over the colorful divine stone to him for sacrifice. I didn't expect him to really find a way to refine it into a spiritual weapon, and he was indeed a ghost. ”

Feng Lian saw that his breath fluctuated, and his cultivation should be between the low level of the Great Emperor and the middle level of the Great Emperor, so it can be determined that he is not a true god.

The old man smiled and said, "Look good, remember the old man's appearance, you won't be lonely and lonely when you die." ”

Feng Lian was startled and asked, "What do you mean by waiting for death?"

The old man gave him a blank look and said, "Do you need to say this? You didn't feel that there is no gravity here, but your body is still falling uncontrollably? Don't you feel that the laws of the Great Dao here can wear down your divine consciousness and make your consciousness collapse? Don't you feel that this place is actually an abandoned and depraved space?"

Feng Lian asked puzzledly, "What do you mean by Fallen Space?"

The old man said: "It's a forgotten, or eternally closed space, people outside can get in, people inside can't get out, you and I are here to wait for death." Therefore I will save you and harm you. ”

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hand and said, "Show me that knife, and see the spirit weapon I worked so hard for before I die, and I will be considered dead." ”

"It's really a good knife, these nine grooves can actually be inlaid with attribute spiritual materials, it's really wonderful. As he spoke, the old man also refined the two pieces of spiritual materials into the groove and said, "In this way, we can really stimulate the attribute damage of this knife......

After handing him the Nameless Knife, Feng Lian found that his Nameless Mind was idling and could not absorb the aura at all, and his connection with the Spirit Realm had been cut off, exactly the same as in the Dark Magnetic Demon Beast's body.

made him start to get nervous, although he killed those killers and had a lot of loot, but if he couldn't get out all the time, with his excessive consumption ability, this little material on his body wouldn't last long.

Feng Lian asked, "How long have you been trapped here, have you tried all the ways?"

The old man said: "I tried, but I couldn't get out at all, and the connection with the secret realm was interrupted, which means that this place is not in the same space as the universe we are in." Where else can you go, you think?"

"Okay, 100,000 Tianjing, hurry up and give it to me!" Seeing Feng Lian take out an elixir to heal his wounds, the old man stretched out his hand in front of him, and after getting the Tianjing, he said, "If you want to spend more time breathing, then save some." ”

Having said that, he put the heavenly crystal in the eye of the array and used it for lighting.

Feng Lian said: "Are you so economical?"

The old man grinned and said, "I'm afraid of the dark." ”

Feng Lian wanted to vomit blood, but an emperor actually told him that he was afraid of the dark, but looking at the space he had opened up by himself, it was indeed brilliantly lit. Don't think that these lamps only cost crystals, just the magic circle below the engraving will cost countless spiritual materials.

Originally, it was very simple to light a lamp, black oil and wick were enough, but with spirit crystals to ignite it, the materials required could be calculated astronomically. Just as grain grows in the ground, if you have to make food directly from the soil, the cost of making it is countless times greater than what you grow, and it may not be successful.

The old man pointed outside and said, "If you don't want to lie in a coffin with me, you have to carve out a space for yourself from now on." ”

Feng Lian had a toothache for a while, and opened up a space, isn't it big, but to maintain the existence of this space, it takes endless spiritual materials and spars, and he is willing to do it?

He said with a dead face: "Let's make do with it first, anyway, your old man doesn't move around, and I will never affect you." ”

The old man smiled evilly and said, "I still hope you can influence me more, I don't know how long I have been alone, I am really lonely and lonely." ”

His face changed, and he said, "But when I opened up this space, I had already engraved the magic circle, and as long as my vitality was not enough to support it, this space would shrink and turn into a coffin. I don't want to be like them, a dried corpse. ”

Feng Lian followed his fingers and looked at two mummy-like dried corpses floating outside. His face changed drastically, and he shouted: "No, how can you be so pessimistic, there is always a way to get out." I'll figure it out, and you'll just stay here. ”

The old man said indifferently, "Whatever you want!"

After saying that, close your eyes and enter a meditative state, which is the best way to minimize your own attrition.

Feng Lian took a deep breath and began to look for a way out.

............

The spirit of incorruptibility.

Because he wanted to quickly verify many of his ideas, Feng Lian adjusted the speed of time in the spirit world nearly seven times faster. This is also the limit of what he and the beings of the spirit world can bear.

More than thirty years have passed in the Origin World, but more than two hundred years have passed since Long Yuefeng and the others were in the Wind Integrity Spirit Realm. The apprentices of Le Zhai and Mei Yan Lan have already completed their promotion and entered the Great Venerable level.

After Long Yuefeng and Jumang ensured the safety of Feng Lian, Lezhai cultivated with peace of mind and adapted to the new level.

Except for Long Yuefeng who knew that this was the spirit world of Feng Lian, the rest of the people didn't know that although Ju Mang had a soul mark, he didn't know that this was the spirit world of Feng Lian. I thought that I had arrived in an undiscovered new continent, with a strong aura and a very clear law of the Great Dao, which was definitely an excellent place for cultivation and enlightenment.

And although the aborigines here are not of high rank, they are very enthusiastic and very good to them. Ju Mang has a strong desire to teach and educate people, so he often dresses up as a master, sets up pulpits everywhere to preach, and is very busy.

As soon as Mei Yan Lan's master and apprentice woke up, they said goodbye to Long Yuefeng and the others, and they also knew that Feng Lian didn't like him, and he was humiliated, so it was better to leave as soon as possible.

Affected by Feng Lian, Long Yuefeng and they didn't like these two women either, so they didn't keep them. Anyway, Long Yuefeng knew that without Feng Lian's permission, they would simply go out of the spirit world, and they would go wherever they liked, and they couldn't see it.

On this day, Mei Yan Lan and Mei Wushuang were cultivating on a high mountain, Mei Yan Lan woke up and asked with some doubts: "Master, have you noticed, this continent seems to be the spirit world, I feel that the bounded soul is affecting our travel route, so that we can't get out of this continent." ”

Mei Wushuang shook his head and said, "I have been to many spirit realms, and this continent cannot be the spirit realm. First of all, the Great Dao Laws here are extremely mottled and complicated, which cultivator can cultivate so many Great Dao Laws. Second, you look at the creatures here, as well as plants, there are many kinds, there are all of them in the Shenwu Continent. What the Shenwu Continent doesn't have, there are still here, which spirit realm can have so many types. Moreover, it was impossible to raise so many Divine Realm cultivators in the Spirit Realm.

"Third, the source of the aura of this continent is not the absorption and refining of the mental method, but the absorption and refining of the chaotic qi of the continent itself, which is the sign of the real continent. There is no mental method that can absorb and refine the chaotic qi so quickly, even if you have a strong mental method, it is not enough, and it is impossible to sustain such a continent by absorbing spiritual qi alone. ”

Although Mei Yan Lan was not completely convinced, she had to admit that Mei Wushuang was telling the truth. She also has a spirit realm now, and his spirit realm has raised seven low-level god cultivators, all of which make it difficult for her to bear their consumption. Along the way, they met hundreds of cultivators.

She knew that Feng Lian had cultivated a very powerful mental method, the most powerful mental method she knew so far. But after some calculations, no matter how strong his mental method is, he can only raise more than thirty Maharaja-level cultivators at most.

Thinking of Feng Lian, inexplicable anger surged in her heart again, and the picture of the year appeared in front of her again.

Feng Lian held the sword her father gave her, rushed forward, and pierced her father's heart with a sword......

She clearly remembered her father's eyes, with relief, joy, reluctance, and guilt...... But there was no trace of pain, and that was because her father didn't want her to see it.

She knew that the sword had made his father miserable, but his father didn't want her to feel that he was painful, and smiled at her......

Her father Zhuge Yan seems to have been very tragic all his life, betrayed by his fellow brothers, betrayed by his wife, and even secretly met his daughter......

But her father never had a trace of sentimentality in front of her, not even a sigh. He cared for her wholeheartedly, and only hoped that his daughter's life would be full of joy and excitement, and that she would not be affected by what happened to him......

But the father she loved the most in her heart died at the hands of Feng Lian! How can she not hate, how can she be relieved?

Ever since she first saw Feng Lian, she had come up with countless ways to get revenge on him. The simplest and most effective thing is to let him get everything, and when he is satisfied, take them one by one, and let him fall into endless grief and heartbreak to death.

But she miscalculated, and didn't kill him immediately when she could. Now that she wants to kill him, it has become more and more difficult, and even makes her give birth to the idea that Feng Lian is not at all what he can kill.

The emergence of this kind of thinking is a very dangerous thing for a killer, extremely dangerous. She would most likely have lost her life because of the idea.

She was bent on killing Feng Lian, but now she is following Feng Lian to make these messy things, which makes her very depressed, impatient, and entangled......

"The speaker is silent!"

Mei Yan Lan sent the strongest blow of Honglan Pavilion's skills, splitting the opposite mountain peak in half directly, venting the depression in his heart.

Suddenly, Mei Yanlan sensed that someone was calling for her, and she looked up blankly, but she didn't notice anything unusual.

asked Mei Wushuang, but the other party did not have such a feeling. It made her wonder if there was something wrong with the direct divine sense.

After a while, the call came again, and it was clear, and told her the route she was taking.

After discussing with Mei Wushuang, Mei Yan Lan decided to go over and see what the situation was.