"Break it for me!"

Yang Nan shouted, sacrificed a mouthful of mortal knives, and slashed out seven knives in a row, the turbidity and dirt rolled, and it actually stirred up a monstrous turbidity wave, the filthy gas was scattered, and the breath was even more unbearable, but it was also split out of a channel by Yang Nan in this filthy and turbid gas.

There is no way, the magic weapon aura does not work here at all, and it can't absorb the existence of the slightest aura, the magic weapon loses its effect, and it will be corroded as soon as it is sacrificed, but it is not as real as mortal iron.

How powerful is his Demon Luo Immortal Body, without using any mana under one blow, it is difficult for ordinary immortals to bear, but the pressure around him is endless, even if he is full at this moment, he will only open up a passage of dozens of miles, and it will be quickly bridged.

"Teleport!"

Yang Nan hurriedly used his magic power and walked along this passage to the end, but the mortal sword just now had been corrupted into black water.

was thrown down by Yang Nan and changed to another knife, and another knife was slashed, the turbidity wave was emptied, and without waiting for the black gas to condense, Yang Nan teleported forward again.

This has been repeated dozens of times, and I don't know how many miles he has advanced, he is exhausted, he has a knife in his hand, he wants to open his mouth to breathe but he doesn't dare, the breath here can't be smelled at all, he can only hold his breath.

Click, click, the blade was rotten, and Yang Nan hurriedly threw it away.

There was no way, Yang Nan put the thirty-six small seven sacrifices on the top of his head, forming a yin and evil qi to envelop his body, and fight violence with violence.

The thirty-six small flags are formed by absorbing the evil qi of the primordial gods, and the six demon gods condensed are the condensation of turbid qi, but they can't stop the filth here, and the rich and substantial black qi is rapidly corroded, I'm afraid that even a stick of incense can't last for a while.

Yang Nan endured the disgusting breath and took the opportunity to swallow a few more mouthfuls of pills, raised his head and forcibly pierced through the mist with the Thunder God's Eye, only to see that the surroundings were hazy and indistinguishable, he didn't know the heaven and the earth, he didn't know the time, and in this filthy turbidity, a large black bubble flashed.

This bubble is like a big black ball tumbling, bubbling inside, the black gas is surging like the magma boiling, and all the filthy fog outside is actually derived from the inside, shrouded in the surroundings, like the child of this filthy ball, constantly spreading around.

"What is this?" Yang Nan wanted to use the Eye of Thor to forcibly probe in and check, but it was impossible, only a few meters into it, and a tumbling blur was no longer visible, but his eyes hurt for a while, and his spiritual power was rapidly depleting.

Yang Nan hurriedly stopped the Thunder God's Eye, and if he forcibly looked at it, his eyes would probably be destroyed.

The shield formed by the surrounding evil qi was rapidly dying, and where could he wait, he wanted to force his way into this black ball.

However, this black ball was not only filthy, but also tumbling and boiling produced a huge squeezing force, where could he get forward, but was squeezed out by the bubbling black gas.

"Silence the Void!"

Yang Nan did not advance but retreated, and blasted out the Void with all his strength with one move, causing the black qi to produce a vortex and forcibly squeeze down.

As soon as he looked up inside, he could only vaguely see the turbid qi rolling, and it was difficult for him to take a step forward, and the yin qi produced by the six flags was swept away in an instant, and it turned into the nutrition of this black ball.

The protective qi from the rebirth sacrifice around his body also quickly dissolved, and if it weren't for his strong physique, he would have turned into dirty blood this time.

"Phantom Cloud Seven Blades."

There was no way, Yang Nan forcibly sacrificed his unicorn sword, and the neon flashed and disappeared, and the surging sword qi was only able to open up a path a few meters deep before it was annihilated.

There was a clicking sound, and Yang Nan Zhihai felt a tingling pain, and the Qilin Treasure Knife actually melted piece by piece, turning into fragments and melting into filth.

The Qilin Knife that had followed him for decades was destroyed at this moment, and not a single piece remained.

The talisman magic weapon is like his mind, it has long been integrated into his hard work, it is not an exaggeration to say that the knife is in the person, and the knife is dead, but now it is destroyed, which makes Yang Nan feel inexplicably sad in his heart.

"Could it be that I will fall here today!"

Yang Nan had a bad premonition in his heart.

"People die and birds face the sky, and they don't die for thousands of years, where do you get afraid?"

Yang Nan was ruthless, not to mention that he had no way to retreat at this time, the magic weapon was exhausted, the means were exhausted, where could he retreat back, and now there is only one way to go, that is, to continue to move forward.

After forcibly taking a few steps inside, he could no longer withstand the pressure of the mountains and seas, and entered the Qinglian world.

It was impossible to quit at this moment, and he didn't believe that this filth could corrupt even his own chaotic world.

After staying in the Qinglian World for a while, the inside was calm, as if the filth outside had nothing to do with the inside.

Yang Nan knew that although the yin and turbid qi here was powerful, it couldn't help the Qinglian World, otherwise this would not be a heavy treasure that all the heavens and all the worlds would grab.

If there was no chaotic world, even if he had the ability to reach the sky, he would die here.

It's just that it's impossible to control the direction of travel by himself like this, under the huge tumbling force in this black ball, it is impossible for him to control the Qinglian World to move slowly like before, he can only go with the flow, without a sense of direction.

And it is impossible for him to go out, and as soon as he goes out, he will be turned into filthy blood, and inside, he may be completely lost in this filthy place, and he will never be able to get out.

But he only has seven days, and now at least three days have passed, and if this continues, not being able to recall Yu Linglong's original heart and make him compatible with the remnant thoughts is the most intolerable thing for him.

But it was useless to be anxious, he couldn't get out at all.

There was no way, Yang Nan had no choice but to swallow the pill to recover first, and wait and see what happened first, at least he was not in any danger in the Qinglian world.

It's just that when he went to get the pill, he found that during this time, he distributed the pill to everyone, and this time he came in a hurry and didn't have time to refine it, and when he came in, he consumed too much, and the pill had been exhausted.

Fortunately, he still has a medicine garden, so if you turn the world upside down outside, it will still be the same inside.

Yang Nan simply refined a few more furnaces of pills, and then took the pills to recover, and in order to save time, all this was done in the green tower.

"Can this filthy gas corrode the Green Tower?" A thought flashed in Yang Nan's heart, but he didn't dare to try, in case he threw it out and the green tower was destroyed, he would cry.

He wanted to call the small tower, that is, the machine spirit of the green tower, but there was no response at all, and the small tower seemed to be sleeping during this time, ignoring him at all, causing him to go to other layers and couldn't do it.

After recovering, it's only been a few hours outside.

Yang Nan walked out of the green pagoda and carefully probed his divine sense, but the outside was still turbid, and the corroded sea of his consciousness was tingling, and he hurriedly cut off this trace of divine sense.

In an instant, this trace of consciousness turned into the nourishment of filthy qi and disappeared.

"Amazing, it deserves to be the most yin and filthy place, even the divine sense can't be retained, and the Thunder God Heavenly Eye can't be used." Yang Nan sighed secretly.

(End of chapter)