After rearing the three-headed dog to the main body of the spirit world, Yi Qiu tentatively flew towards the chaotic void outside the main body of the spirit world.

After flying for most of the day, Yi Qiu decided to give up for the time being—the flight for most of the day only allowed Yi Qiu to get close to the main body that radiated the yellow sunlight, not to mention the large spiritual turbulence that was still separated from the void.

Yi Qiu's current flight speed did not support him to cross such a long distance, after all, compared to those spirit explorers who relied on magic skills, although Yi Qiu entered the spirit world through this rough way.

But without directional teleportation, it is very difficult to explore the spirit world by this primitive flight alone.

After thinking about it, Yi Qiu decided to improve his evil wind.

Speaking of which, the current flight speed of this thing is indeed too low, although it is definitely unattainable for Yi Qiu's movement speed.

But now that he has enough time to spare, Yi Qiu feels that it doesn't hurt to improve.

It is less troublesome to return from the spiritual realm to the material realm than to enter the spiritual realm from the physical realm.

The promotion of the evil wind requires the corresponding bloodline material, Yi Qiu took a look, and its attributes correspond to the bloodline materials with flight attributes, and this thing is estimated to have to be brushed to the targeted campaign mission.

By linking the plane consciousness to lock the material realm area corresponding to the spiritual realm position he was in, Yi Qiu repeated his old trick again, directly stirring up the space in that area!

Yi Qiu was already familiar with this, but the huge mental consumption he should bear was still unavoidable.

With the tearing pain coming from Yi Qiu's head, the scene in front of him began to ripple like a substance.

Compared to the subtle appearance of the material world, the nature of the spirit world as its derivative and spiritual plane undoubtedly makes it more sensitive than the material world.

And Yi Qiu didn't need to face the space connection point that was as troublesome as the space medium again, he could just directly penetrate the space medium.

With Yi Qiu's furious straight punch after opening the startling door, his vision in front of him was instantly switched!

In the next moment, he appeared in the sky of a grassland.

Under the effect of gravity, Yi Qiu began to fall rapidly, but as his mind turned, a billowing black mist appeared under his feet.

At this time, Yi Qiu vaguely heard a suppressed exclamation.

Yi Qiu looked at it, but it was a girl, probably in her teens.

At this time, the sky was dark, and if it weren't for the moist breath in the air, which was completely different from the spirit world, it would have made people a little trance.

Yi Qiu looked at her with interest, in his eyes full of divine power, she didn't have any secrets.

He saw the fear and longing in her heart, and he also saw the longing that she had hidden in her heart.

But these were not the reasons for Yi Qiu to stop, what he was curious about was the girl's soul:

In Yi Qiu's eyes, her soul was radiating a dazzling golden light.

It was a cold light that was different from the power of order, a softer, warmer power—the light of the Worshippers.

This is not something that can be caused by pure thoughts or thoughts, it must be accumulated by some actual action.

It is a kind of judgment of the plane for good deeds, and it is also the product of her own will to worship good.

Pure white lotus can also emerge from the filthy mud, and with a sufficient number of people as the cornerstone, it is not surprising that there are so few benevolent people.

If it had been before, Yi Qiu felt that it was very accidental to be able to meet her in this vast world.

But now, with the divine bonus of extraordinary luck and plane consciousness, these circumstances have become rare, albeit rare.

If a good pastor sees her, he will surely come forward with joy to guide her, guide her, and keep her in a good nature.

However, Yi Qiu's words, he didn't feel that he could give her much of a favorable change.

In Xin'an's case, the mysteries of the multiverse are indeed brilliant, but not every living being is willing to embrace that grandeur......

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The girl was leaning against a mare, looking at the sky in a bit of a daze.

It seemed that she had been drowsy looking at the clouds in the sky in this warm dusk, but something beyond her comprehension suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

In this era when tradition and tide are stirring each other, the belief in gods or other beings naturally still exists, but they also reluctantly step down from the lofty altar in the face of that turbulent age.

She stared blankly at the black mist, and she could feel "him" or "it"—the unknown, terrifying being staring at her.

Driven by instinct, she wanted to lower her head as if nothing had happened.

But the prairie longing for the unknown and the frozen fear in her heart made her unable to take away, and she stared at the black mist blankly and motionlessly......

Eventually, the black mist slowly moved, and the almost suffocating coercion dissipated.

"Hoo ......"

She exhaled slowly, her heart beating like a drum, sweat soaking her clothes.

But she didn't know, but lowered her head while remembering the direction in which the black mist left.

"What the hell is that......

She asked herself in a low voice, and the existing ideas of the world and new discoveries in her mind were violently distorted.

She tried to soothe her shattered worldview through words like light refraction or hallucination, but the wet clothes that shimmered in the cold breeze and the unsettled heart clearly told her that it was something she had never been exposed to.

As a child who grew up on the prairie, she always had some pride and perseverance in her breasts that were rare for women.

But this pride and fortitude, under that suffocating cold gaze, still made her tremble like a quail, and even the ignorant mare who knew her behind her tried to soothe her.

Animals do at some point express a more sensitive sense than humans, but this sense tends to become a little slower when confronted with higher beings.

A new desire appeared in her heart, she wanted, she longed to find the existence behind this unknown!

"I'm crazy......"

She clutched her unpaced heart, fearful that she had never experienced a new version, but now radiated a sinking dark allure like a poppy.

The map of the vicinity came to her mind, and she knew that in the direction where the black fog had disappeared—barren wilderness, snow-capped mountains, complex and dangerous landscapes, there was a real no-man's land......

"Are you going?"

She asked, holding the ignorant mare's head lightly......