The dark flame stream does not follow the current, but rotates regularly from left to right.

The flowing sound of "whoosh" made a pitch-black whirlpool appear more and more clearly in front of everyone's eyes in mid-air.

The moment the dark vortex took shape, Miao Junfeng who jumped out was restrained by a huge devouring force, and continued to slowly approach the center of the vortex.

Pure darkness has no impurities, and there is no emotion at all. Everything has been reduced to nothingness, returning to its original initial state.

Under the influence of the initial state force field, Miao Junfeng's mind was thrown into the pitch-black space in a blink of an eye. There is no time, no space, no energy, just long solitude and pure darkness.

I can't see my five fingers when I reach out, and my spiritual power can't be poked out from the world of knowing the sea. Although there are five senses and a sixth sense, I would rather lose these two senses here.

Gradually, the concept of time was erased from Miao Junfeng's mind. Gradually, the feeling of being alive left Miao Junfeng's heart.

Now he is like a living dead, the only remaining other, wandering aimlessly in the dark world. He seemed to have begun to forget who he was and why he was here.

A call from innate began to sound in his mind, and in the sound of the call, Miao Junfeng knew that this was his home, and he should no longer insist on any resistance, and should devote himself to his home.

The voice lingered, and the thought of resistance became weaker and weaker. A layer of pitch-black light began to rise above the Miaojunfeng Zhihai World. As long as the light mask completely envelops the spiritual world, it means that Miao Junfeng has been immersed here since then, and he will no longer be able to get out of the dark world.

The Qilin Seal and the Ming King Sword sensed the crisis, and they took off independently, exuding a powerful aura.

The divine unicorn appeared with divine light and began to continuously impact the black curtain.

The Ming King Sword independently absorbs energy from the sea of spirits and turns into the immovable Ming King who holds the Ming King Sword.

The King of Fudo Ming was burning with golden holy flames all over his body, and every move he made was with the rhythm of the law and the mysterious rhyme.

After the manifestation of the Dharma Body of the Immovable Ming King, the spiritual sea quickly decayed, and it was not until it was almost dried up that the energy supply to the Immovable Ming King was stopped.

Fortunately, Miao Junfeng was in a state of disconsciousness at this time, otherwise, this alone would be enough to make him have a splitting headache, and life would be worse than death.

"Pro!"

With the shouts of the Fudo Ming King, Miao Junfeng's groggy spiritual world began to become clear and thorough. The depressed and imminent loss of self-will also lifted up little by little, and began to break free from the shackles of the dark cage.

"Fight!"

After this shout, the King of Fudo Ming vigorously swung out a sword, and the golden holy flame turned into a golden flame divine dragon, and rushed away towards the black curtain.

"Boom", "Hum", "Click".

Under the attack of the Golden Flame Divine Dragon, the black curtain shook. Subsequently, cracks formed on the black screen, and in the end, the black curtain could not withstand the continuous attack of the Golden Flame Divine Dragon, and turned into a black light in the sky.

The Fudo Ming King, who swung this sword, seemed to have exhausted all the strength of his body, and after passing an eye to the Qilin, he once again turned into the form of the Ming King's sword and sank to the bottom of the Miaojun Wind Knowing Sea World.

"Moo!" With a beast roar, the unicorn stepped on the auspicious clouds and continued to rise. When it could no longer move forward, a colorful holy light burst out from it, bringing a peaceful light to the endless dark world.

Under the bath of light, a smart breath continues to gather towards the wonderful wind from all directions. The gloomy and sluggish mind, under the injection of smart breath, slowly regained its usual glow.

"Ahh A hysterical roar.

Miao Junfeng felt like he had slept for a century, and if he couldn't roar to his heart's content, it wouldn't be enough to let the emotions accumulated in his heart be vented.

Outside, the black whirlpool suddenly fluctuated violently, and the steady swirl gradually lost its direction in the beating, and began to move irregularly.

With a "hula", the black vortex instantly scattered and shattered, allowing Miao Junfeng, who had been swept to the bottom, to appear intact in front of Situ Lang and the others again.

"Lord Wang, this is too demonic! Is this still human? ”

"If he wasn't evil, he wouldn't be Miao Junfeng, and it was because he was Miao Junfeng that we couldn't let him get out of here alive."

"The two worshippers are calm and don't be impatient. Miao Junfeng came out, and judging from his appearance, he did not seem to have been hurt at all. But what about his inside? Perhaps, now he is a living dead, and his soul has long since perished, and even if he does, he is only a wisp of unsound remnant soul. ”

As if in response to their conversation, Miao Junfeng opened his eyes and showed a mouthful of white teeth to the place where the three of them were standing, showing them his healthy body with the brightest smile.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."Situ Lang let out a violent cough after receiving this smile.

He didn't understand how his dark ways had no effect in front of him. Obviously sinking, why can you still wake up from sinking!

Listening to the coughing sound and looking at Situ Lang's expression and movements, Miao Junfeng greeted him in the air: "Lord Situ, you have to take care of your body!" Your body is worth a lot of money! It's rare to exercise, but don't overload it.

If you let the Holy Know that I forced you to be like this, then the Holy One will punish me, and I can't afford this sin! ”

Miao Junfeng didn't say anything, but what he said made Situ Lang cough even more, as if he was going to cough out yesterday's overnight dinner.

"Hey! Miao Junfeng, why bother? Do you have to get to the point where the fish dies and the net is broken?

This is not what I want to see today, and I don't want my people to do that. But how can the water that has been spilled be recovered?

I don't understand the law of time, and I can't kick the way of time. Otherwise, I will gladly take back the water that was spilled. So that both sides can end peacefully. ”

"Meet the Ancestor!"

"Meet the old prince!"

After Situ Lang heard this voice, his cough immediately stopped, and he became humble. Not to mention the offerings and Zhang offerings beside him, the two of them were even more deferential than him.

Situ Lang's name for the mysterious comer suddenly brought Miao Junfeng's thoughts into the list of Situ family's personnel.

The only surviving ancestor of the Situ family is named Situ Zi, who is a thousand years old, and his cultivation has reached the realm of asking the earth, and half of his feet have stepped into the fairyland.

But what the actual cultivation is, everyone dare not speculate, because some people believe that he has now entered the fairyland.

The power of the Immortal Realm is not something that ordinary people can talk about, even if you are a powerhouse in the Imperial Realm. Because, in front of the power of the fairyland, the powerhouses of the Imperial Realm are the same as ordinary people, they all exist like ants.

"The younger generation visited Situ Zi's seniors, and with the seniors here, I think today's matter should be properly resolved.

As for what you said, it is true that the water that has been spilled cannot be recovered, but what if the water is splashed in the rivers, lakes and seas? Isn't it okay to just put it up again? ”