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Stopping chatting with Qian Nuo, Wu Zhe turned around in a panic and looked.

Really!

Followed by Spider Huangyi's red teeth, the magic weapon changed by this Blood Demon Arrow can automatically hide the breath, if it weren't for the beetle devouring worm reminding Spider Huangyi to follow behind him, Wu Zhe really wouldn't have noticed.

Reaching out and slapping the red fangs, this guy would dodge by himself, and Wu Zhedu began to regret giving the Blood Demon Arrow to Spider Huangyi.

"Qian Nuoyi, you are lucky, and you are also smart. Is there a way to avoid this red fang? There was a lucky baby Qian Nuoyi beside him, and Wu Zhe asked him for advice.

Qian Nuo hated Wu Zhe, the disaster star, and shook his head.

Wu Zhe sighed a few times, grabbed Qian Nuo and ran quickly, and Red Fang followed.

Spider Huang Yi in the distance received the news and also sped up walking.

Sooner or later, Wu Zhe ate a handful of beast pills, pushed Qian Nuo into the wormhole painted on the ground, and then jumped into it, and when Red Fang was about to break into the wormhole, Wu Zhe quickly closed the entrance before he reached the exit.

Inside the wormhole, the space was bumpy, and when the entrance disappeared, the exit also disappeared, and Wu Zhe was trapped in the wormhole space.

moment

The wind appeared out of thin air, Wu Zhe couldn't open his eyes, purple, black, white light, and all kinds of dazzling light illuminated Wu Zhe's body, and everything outside his body turned into powder, and the badger color pen and dance You entangled Wu Zhe, Wu Zhe's skin was aging rapidly, and it quickly reunited.

As long as the player's body does not age in reality, the game will not be affected and age, and in the dream realm of one hundred and eight directions, outsiders will not grow old.

The same is true of the wormhole, Wu Zhe's body is young again after aging, and it is repeated over and over again, which accelerates the condensation of his mental power in the process, except for Wu Zhe himself, who suffers the pain of getting into the oil pot and carrying the knife mountain, everything else is operating normally. The system will also not send it into the quarantine space.

Wu Zhe gritted his teeth, broke a few, and slowly grew back.

This feeling is a kind of torment to hold on for even one more second. But Wu Zhe can't quit the game at will, and what happens after quitting the game is beyond his control.

It's rare to develop to this level in the game, and I've also practiced cloudy eyes, how can I give up easily. The most important thing is the badger color pen, which Wu Zhe knows about the interests involved......

The badger pen is also shaky, affected by the space of the wormhole, I don't know what will happen, and the dagger dance on the side is constantly changing its color, it is also going through some kind of suffering, and it will faintly make a few dragon groans.

Wu Zhe clenched his fists, and several tiny wood insects crawled out of the ancient wood ring in his hand, turning into white light and dissipating with the harsh environment around him. At this moment, an angry roar came from the shallow ruins.

"No, it can't be, there's no way that kid can find my blood wood worm! Who the hell is it?

Even if he is a master of Xingchen cultivation, he may not be able to find out what happened to that kid without careful inspection! The ancient dryad's cry continued to echo in the Fanye Canyon, and some of the monsters were trembling in awe.

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And Wu Zhe's bearing became more and more painful, suddenly, the flesh of his forehead was shattered, and the sea of spiritual power was about to be invaded by the wind and light, and the nine-leaf flower once again emitted a soft light, with an excited beetle, protecting Wu Zhe's sea of spiritual power.

But although the Nine Leaf Flower protected the sea of Wu Zhe's spiritual power, the wind still took away Wu Zhe's phantom consciousness, and just when Wu Zhe's spiritual power phantom left his body, the black dragon head in his left hand let out an excited roar, turning into a black mass and rushing out of Wu Zhe's body.

That is, when it rushed out of Wu Zhe's body, the black dragon head tattoo on Wu Zhe's hand in the real world slowly disappeared.

"Both!"

The golden light on Wu Zhe's chest emanated, obviously chasing the black group and not letting it escape.

No one can restrain anyone, but Wu Zhe has lost these two invisible forces, and his body seems to be a little unbearable.

The golden light was conscious, began to be anxious, and seemed to have thought of a way, and then it quickly wrapped a small part of Wu Zhe's spiritual power phantom and smashed it into the black group, the golden light lost its strength and dissipated, and the black group carried a part of Wu Zhe's spiritual power phantom, and the two disappeared together in the endless wormhole space.

It didn't take long for the black group to encounter the wind screen, cross space and time, and purposefully travel to a memory world in the Longsui world, which is a continent that has not been destroyed by the Apocalypse Divine Stone in ancient times, and all the memories of this ancient continent have been well preserved and recorded in the Longsui world.

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The ancient cemetery, floating on the sea of hell on the ancient continent, in addition to the burial of the strongest cultivators of the human race in the past generations, the power, or the extremely important person, the rest of each tomb is buried with a pre-ancient god, demon, beast and demon race, this is a resting place that belongs to the bloodline of the strong, and it is also a place where the strong are reborn.

Inside the cemetery, the grass is green, the flowers are fragrant, if there is no surrounding gloomy atmosphere, the cemetery is surrounded by a red sea, called the sea of hell, legend has it that under the sea of hell is where hell is.

The red waves, with the wind, as if reminiscing about the past glory, the bright red sea water sticks to the cemetery and then evaporates dry, like the white mist emitted by the steam engine, never stops, this is the tears of the five races of people, demons, demons, gods, and beasts, as if telling the sadness of the past.

Outside the cemetery, in addition to the Sea of Hell, there are also many cultivators who live here for a long time, most of these cultivators are grave keepers who have made mistakes on the mainland and have been imprisoned here, and their main task is to transport the corpses with spiritual properties into the cemetery for these strongest and powerful spiritual powers. This task is quite thrilling, and there are often some powerful spiritual powers that do not look at the corpses, but instead look at these cultivators who transport the corpses.

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It was the daytime of the cemetery, and the black group disappeared out of thin air after appearing on the Ancient Continent, leaving only Wu Zhe's phantom into the cemetery.

Wu Zhe regained his consciousness a little, and saw that there were many other phantoms around him, and he really looked at him curiously, feeling the intensity of the oppression around him, and he didn't dare to move around at will.

Day and night in the cemetery have diametrically opposed scenes.

During the day, the immortal aura here is dense, and a piece of jade stone suspended absorbs the sun's rays, reflecting the holy brilliance, sprinkled all over every inch of the cemetery, and you can see all kinds of phantoms transformed into the immortal spiritual power of the gods, and the facial features of some human and beast cultivators are also clearly revealed, and there are faint phantoms that sigh, just like a sad song, and the whole cemetery is in a different lively atmosphere.