There is much more to the surface of the Silver Mirror Lake than meets the surface.

Whether it is Wu Chen and Bao Yi who are moving forward at one end, or Lei Zhenggang and Hao Linran who are moving in the opposite direction.

At the beginning, he was still walking leisurely, but in the end, Lei Zhenggang, a thin and tall Taoist, seemed to be pleasing as if he was under the rain of spiritual power, holding the meager spiritual power under the basin, and converted into a meager Xuan power, and sacrificed a talisman boat with a large amount of money, and tried his best to gallop forward.

But on this day, this land, it seems that there is no end in sight.

This time, the tall and thin Taoist man was no longer at the bottom of the waterhole before, and his words broke the situation, because even he himself did not notice anything unusual in the slightest.

However, if there was no such strange scene, he Lei Zhenggang would have doubts, the ancestral secret realm should be like this, it should be like this.

While galloping forward, he separated a wisp of his mind and paid attention to his surroundings, and there was no longer as playful and calm on the face of the thin and tall Taoist.

On the rune boat, Hao Linran exhaled tiredly, and the strange runes on his forehead were shiny and dark, repeated many times.

It was clear that he was in a difficult situation, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

Suddenly, the face of the tall thin Taoist with his eyebrows furrowed suddenly changed, as if he had noticed something.

On the other end, Bao Yi just felt that the time passed slowly, like a thousand-year-old turtle pacing leisurely, except that it was slow, it was still slow.

During this period, Bao Yi discovered a strange thing, that is, Wu Daoyou, who was beside him, who had been slapping horses and talking non-stop, closed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Bao Yi can't say that it feels like this, it's like a different person.

During this period, Bao Yi wanted to touch the Wu Daoyou next to him who didn't seem to feel malicious anymore.

For example, no matter how you please the Hao family of the Array Alliance, it will not have any effect, just like in that secular alleyway, the meat bun beats the dog, and there will be no return.

There is also the Taoist who looks like a little fox fake tiger might, in fact, it is not as unbearable as it looks on the surface, and the fox fake tiger power may indicate that the Taoist is the evil tiger wearing fox skin.

There are also those two people who opened their mouths before, begging to throw away one of the three objects in their hearts, not to say that it is wrong, but to say it early, to speak early, maybe those two people are now thinking in their hearts how to let you know the word price in these words, if it is at the last critical moment, it would be good to say such words, and then the two will only be gnashing their teeth if they disagree.

Of course, for her Baoyi, let alone choose three of them, and then let the Wu Daoyou next to her pick one first, even if it is to pick a few, it doesn't hurt, after all, in her Baoyi's heart, it is a great luck to be able to take away at most one or two objects in the ancestral realm safely.

As for whether this object is good or bad, how can the things under the hands of the powerhouses of the ancestral realm be bad?

Maybe the bricks and tiles inside are placed in the cultivation world on the mountains outside, and they are all great and good things.

It's enough for her own small sect to gnaw on for hundreds of years, so she doesn't need to tear down the brick by brick and door lintel of the ancestral hall that is really broken in her eyes and sell it for those elders and brothers to cultivate.

Wu Chen suddenly stopped, he had already been thinking wildly, and he didn't know what was going on tens of thousands of miles away, and he had been in the secular world under this mountain for a long time, even if he had a drizzle of spiritual power before, he still forgot about the release of his divine sense, and he was vigilant.

So he hit Wu Chen's back shoulder headlong.

As if he had hit Bao Yi on the copper wall, there was a faint pain on his forehead, and he raised one hand and rubbed it between his eyebrows and forehead.

looked at Wu Daoyou, who had sent him to the door in front of him, suspiciously.

His face was full of doubts, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, "Wu Daoyou, could it be a ......"

The heart and lungs were pounding, and all he could think about was where the entrance to the ancestral realm was.

Wu Chen didn't turn his head, nor did he reply to the praise on the side, but looked up at the sky strangely, with a smile on his face, and said softly: "It's finally here." ”

Bao Yi looked at Wu Daoyou's not very attractive side face beside him, and had an inexplicable feeling, Wu Daoyou, who didn't know how to take a leisurely stroll before, didn't know whether he had walked for a day and a half or a month and a half, all in order to wait until this moment, and the sentence in his mouth came.

Bao Yi, who was constantly doubting in his heart, also looked up at the sky, white and vast, without the slightest impurities, for a while Bao Yi was a little moved, feeling that this daytime was very good-looking, and he had never seen it so good-looking.

In an instant, the flowers on Bao Yi's face were discolored, and there was no soft feeling under his feet that was as if he was suspended by treading water after walking for an unknown number of miles before.

The gravity of the whole body sank, and a huge irreversible suction force came from the soles of the feet.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to Bao Yi, according to the words of the elders of her own sect, the actual birthplace of her own sect is in the Dongzhou situation where thousands of swamps coexist.

Because of this, the head of her own parents on the grounds of condolences and remembrance did not force her to run to Dongzhou.

All kinds of dangerous swamps are not soaked, but whether it is the Great Fierce Demon Swamp known as the Ninety-One Life, or the Ancient Daze Domain, which is not the upper three realms and is never set foot in, they have not been able to give Bao Yi such a feeling, and his mind is deeply immersed in it.

The sky suddenly changed color, first it suddenly darkened, then the dark blood color of the slow curtain, and the surface of the silver mirror water lake seemed to be covered with an overwhelming curtain of blood.

Bao Yi's eyes were blood-colored, and there was a continuous stream of blood in his mind.

One of the few bits of clarity in my mind could still clearly feel my body sinking and falling, and this feeling alone was not the same as the feeling of falling into it in the Demon Swamp many years ago.

On the other side, Wu Chen didn't feel the blood-colored shadow around him at all, even if he was trapped in it like a side compliment, he was still at ease like a leisurely stroll, and he didn't show any fear.

On the contrary, the smile on his face is even stronger.

Suddenly, Wu Chen stepped out in one step, and the surrounding scene changed again.

As far as the eye can see, it is all about the white that I think is excellent.

Not mixed with the slightest impurities.

The feeling to Wu Chen is that there is either no end at a glance, or the wall is in front of him and he is unaware.

In addition to the place under his feet, Wu Chen's body was full of swaying and fluttering, and a feeling that the building was about to fall was spontaneous.

Wu Chen's smile was hazy, not in a hurry or slow, he walked forward slowly, and the ground under his feet also moved.