Ye Xiaoman didn't hesitate, and a dazzling purple light suddenly rose from his body, resisting the aura outside.

Since entering the Mahayana period, Ye Xiaoman's has been able to control the Purple Imperial Divine Light independently, but due to the limitations of cultivation, it can only last for a few breaths.

The purple divine light touched the spiritual power, and in an instant, the light was full of light, filling the entire space, and all the people closed their eyes at the same time.

When they opened their eyes again, they saw Ye Xiaoman standing upright at a distance from the table.

All the people couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts, they all looked at Ye Xiaoman in a daze, they couldn't believe what they saw.

They all knew the power of that aura, the puppets were all beaten in half, and Liu Yu, a monk in the Mahayana period, was killed by it without resistance.

And Nie Xiaoman was able to stand here in a good manner, this powerful ability made them all dumbfounded, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Ye Xiaoman forcibly held back the churning in his heart, and the look of doubt in his eyes could not be concealed. In the moment just now, the purple imperial divine light collided with that spiritual power, and she was already prepared to be seriously injured if she didn't die.

But unexpectedly, in an instant, he felt his soft gas surrounding, and when he reacted again, she was already standing here.

To this day, she was still reminiscing about the feeling just now, warm and soft, familiar and strange, and she suddenly remembered that she had this feeling in the small world.

At that time, under her inquiry, Adan accidentally said that he was scared by the power of the rules of the small world.

Then she felt this feeling that fell on her, could it be that this place is also connected with the small world? Ye Xiaoman's doubts in his heart became bigger and bigger.

It's just that at this time, he didn't have the heart to think about anything, because at this time, Gu Yiming had already changed.

Just when Ye Xiaoman was transferred here, Gu Yiming had already walked to the offering table.

At this time, he seemed to have regained his senses and took out something from the storage ring, Ye Xiaoman saw it really, it was the mask he once wore.

Slowly putting the mask back on, Gu Yiming's body slowly rose, and he returned to the appearance that he was unconscious just now.

When he entered there, no one could contact him anymore, and Ye Xiaoman could only watch him, at the mercy of others as if he was being controlled.

He gradually rose to the top of the offering table, and then walked slowly, approaching the phantom.

There was silence all around, no one made any sound, they all stared at Gu Yiming tightly, guessing what was going to happen next.

Ye Xiaoman's fists were clenched, and at this time, no one was more nervous and concerned about what was happening above than her.

The space for the table was not large, Gu Yuming walked to the phantom in three or two steps and stood still, standing face to face with it, the same silver-white clothes, suddenly got up automatically without wind.

An invisible force pushed the two of them towards each other, colliding into each other without accident.

In the nearby space, a whirlwind suddenly blew, and countless arcs of lightning crackled on Gu Yiming's body, and he just stood motionless, leaving everyone's silent backs.

"Gu Yiming, what's going on?" Ye Xiaoman's face turned pale, and he didn't know what would happen to Gu Yiming next.