The moment the ripples at the bottom of the lake came again, Fusu Gaoqing's hands quickly fell, and thousands of golden lights poured out of his body, straight into the center of the undercurrent ripples.

Spread his arms and lift them up, as if pulling something, when Fusu's hands converged on the top of his head again, his palms slapped down with two strong winds. A layer of transparent crystals stabbed rapidly towards the center of the lake, and a strong wave of water rippled around the surface of the lake.

Occurs and dissipates only in an instant.

In the center of the lake, a large whirlpool slowly writhed downward.

The whirlpool gradually calmed down from the violent writhing, and the ripples stabilized and began to slowly overflow with silver, gold, fog, red, emerald green, deep purple and other mixed lights, and these countless rays of light became more and more intense, and after the initial change of rotation, it was as dazzling as the Northern Lights.

The huge surface of the lake is like a colorful jade, and it is like a cosmic galaxy flowing in the dark.

Meng Yi threw out the inky jade stone while raising his hand in Fusu, and drove it into the air on the surface of the lake.

Like ink dripping into the water, the black jade gradually spreads and spreads into the mid-air around the lake, forming a semicircular protective cover that envelops the entire lake space when it touches the ground.

Qiao Ziye held his breath and clearly felt every pore on his skin open, and he swallowed with difficulty. At some point, a thin layer of ice crystals had formed on the eyebrows and eyelashes. Looking at Meng Yi and Fusu, as well as the magical place that was gradually revealing its form and overflowing, a sense of awe that made the whole soul tremble like water waves from the depths of his soul.

This powerful sense of awe soon overwhelmed him from breathing, or even to his feet, and finally after a moment of support, the support of his legs reached a critical point, and he fell to his knees on the snow.

Fusu slowly fell from the mid-air in the center of the lake, raised his right hand, his index finger and middle finger stretched straight, pointing to the flat ground on the other side of the lake, a cloud of snowflakes hit the ground, like a tornado, twisted into a spiral and rushed towards the streamer, the speed was extremely fast, and it was immediately absorbed by the streamer, leaving no trace.

Immediately afterward, countless snowflakes were surrounded by the golden streamer, stabbing towards the streamer like crossbow arrows. But in the end, they were all sucked up one by one after getting closer.

This is an inward energy field, whether it is the snowflake crystal that has been condensed for 10,000 years or the spiritual power of Fusu, they are all swallowed up one by one.

Meng Yi frowned, as if he was thinking about something, but soon, he made a decision.

Turning his head, he took a deep look at Fusu. Then, in an instant, he jumped up and turned his body into a gust of wind, rushing towards the streamer.

"Nope. Fusu shouted loudly the moment he saw Meng Yi rushing into the whirlpool.

This is undoubtedly going to die!

Fusu used the wind and snow spiritual power accumulated for tens of thousands of years to exert pressure from the air in the direction of the existence of the Washing Spirit River, and the induction stone that was previously given to Meng Yi to find the Washing Spirit River also successfully captured the form of the entrance.

It's a pity, that's the case, it's one thing to find, it's another to enter!

Fusu used the power condensed by the wind and snow to try the distorted space of the enchantment at the entrance of the Spirit River, and as recorded in the Great Wilderness Sutra, all things were destroyed.

If he knew modern terms, he would think of the term 'black hole'.

The entrance was like a black hole, and any force that came close would be absorbed. Confirming this fact, there was no despair in his heart. Once you find the Washing River, you can keep trying, and there will definitely be a way to enter.

But obviously, Meng Yi didn't think so!

The River could change its location at any time, and here and now it is, and God knows when it will change places. Maybe it's tomorrow, maybe a week, a month, a year, or, the next moment!

The Stone's sensing power for the Shengmen is about to be exhausted, and once this opportunity is lost, it will be even more difficult to find the entrance again.

Brother! No, we can't lose this opportunity! Meng Yi glanced at Fusu and made a decision in his heart.

That is the case, you can only let it go.

Close your eyes, gather your whole spiritual power in front of you, and gallop towards the streamer like a wind.

Qiao Ziye in the distance could only see Meng Yi rushing towards the entrance like a meteor, he instinctively wanted to shout but found that the whole person had been grabbed by the pressure, unable to speak, unable to move.

When Meng Yi entered the streamer, he felt a powerful force choking his soul, and the spiritual power wrapped around him instantly separated from his body as if it had been sucked in by a huge wind outlet.

At the same time that his spiritual power left his body, he lost control of his body. He knew that in the next moment, he would be like those ice arrows, shredded by the warped space of the entrance, and turned into nothingness.

Between the lightning and flint, thousands of golden rays of light appeared in front of Meng Yi like a wall falling from the sky, and he was not swept into the distorted space, but as if he had crashed into an entire snow-capped mountain.

There was a loud bang, and the distant mountain peaks were shaken to the ground and a layer of snowflakes was shaken.

Where the golden light fell, the illusory form of a towering giant tree could be clearly seen, standing between the night sky and the surface of the lake. Like a majestic golden wall, everything stands without fear.

The branches woven of golden light resisted the suction of the distorted space at the entrance, and instantly grew to cover the entire surface of the lake.

Fusu quickly swept across the lake and flew towards Meng Yi, who was ejected by the shock, and caught him steadily the moment he landed.

Fusu held Meng Yi's shoulder with his right hand, rested his head in the crook of his arm, and stretched out his left hand into the air, and the thin ink that turned into a protective cover quickly gathered in one place, turning back into a piece of black jade, but much smaller than the original form.

Embed the black jade into Meng Yi's chest, it instantly dissipated and dissipated like melted snow dripping onto a sponge, gradually losing its form and color.

At the same time, the giant tree with golden light rose from the lake and leaped into the air like a living being, quickly turning from the outline of the tree to an overwhelming golden light.

In just a moment, the golden light dissipated. Subsequently, the brilliance of the entrance of the Shengmen Gate is like a receding river, retracting.

Fu Su raised his palm and released a wisp of golden light, and the spiritual power seeped into the position where the ink jade was scattered, and it was vaguely seen that the spiritual light was swimming like a small snake in the various spiritual points of Meng Yi's body.

After a moment, Meng Yi slowly opened his eyes.

"Meng Yi. The corners of Fusu's eyes were a little warm, and under the reflection of the snow, they were crystal clear.

Meng Yi felt that the stone that melted into his body had been completely consumed, and without the stone, how to capture the Xiling River, how to make the entrance visible, how to find Zhao Gao and Hu Hai, and how to find Princess Chenxi and find his brother?!

His eyes were red, and he unwillingly propped up his body and looked in the direction of the entrance, and the streamer quickly returned and disappeared without a trace.

Returning to the night sky with silver makeup, a roar rang out.

"Go back first, everything, and then figure out a way. Fusu held Meng Yi's shoulder and helped him stand up.

After that loud noise, Qiao Ziye felt that strong pressure gradually dissipate. His limbs were free, and he hurriedly got up and ran towards the two of them. Holding up the other half of Meng Yi's body, Qiao Ziye felt an indescribable sense of guilt in his heart.

He couldn't do anything, he couldn't do anything but watch his best friend, his best friend's brother, risk his life.

After living for more than a thousand years, it seems that it is really useless.