Old Xiao Tou was a little flustered, he didn't understand why there was a space-time trap on the earth. And this kind of trap created by Wei Li, even his primordial three-dimensional is very difficult to deal with, which is also too unreasonable.

Old Xiao Tou didn't want to give up, he continued to drag the giant spirit clan upwards, but he was dragged by time and space little by little and fell downward.

At this time, the Djinn grinned at him and said:

"Master, don't waste your efforts, the old slave can't get out, this is a super-space-time convection, it is said that the old slave is now, even if he recovers the previous mana, it is difficult to get out."

"Chrono-convection?" It was the first time Lao Xiao Tou heard about it, and immediately asked: "How can I resolve it and save you."

"Chrono-temporal convection occurs only when the legendary fragments of the fifth dimension fall downward, a mysterious phenomenon known as the Eye of Annihilation, and no matter what falls into it, it is immune."

"I don't believe it, I'm going to save you out" At this time, Lao Xiao's eyes were already bloodied, and his expression looked extremely hideous.....

"Master, with your friendship, the old slave will be blind even if he dies, master, you have to get out alive and get out of here" In the end, the giant spirit clan kicked Lao Xiao's head away, and the whole person quickly fell towards the space-time trap. Then with the power of the shock, Old Xiao Tou once again popped out the space-time trap. When he tried to catch the Djinns again, he was completely hidden, and the space-time vortex contracted inward, quickly returning to the space-time mist in the center.

Old Xiao immediately knelt on his knees and slammed his fists on the ground with tears until he smashed the ground into a deep pit.

It was the Djinn Clan who sacrificed his life to push himself out at the last moment, and Old Xiao Tou secretly hated himself in his heart why he was curious, why he wanted to explore this dangerous area.

But it's too late, the Djinn people have been swallowed up by the time-space vortex... Engulfed forever.

Old Xiao Tou pounded the ground for a long time with great sadness, and finally he had to face the reality and face this deathly silent world. He was not struggling in his heart now, he stared at the misty area with burning eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Djinn Clan, I must save you."

Old Xiao's eyes were like a fire burning, he was not afraid of any time-space convection, he just wanted to kill it now and save the Giant Spirit Clan.

Every time Lao Xiaotou takes a step, the scene in front of him will change significantly, sometimes time and space are folded in half, sometimes the past and the present, and even the future are entangled, in short, everything here looks so weird and bizarre.

At this moment, a blur of light and shadow slipped into his gaze, like a group of unjust ghosts floating in midair. They emerge from the folded cracks of time and space, but they are vaguely as if they do not exist in reality.

Old Xiao didn't care what ghosts he had, he vented all the deaths of the giant spirit clan on this group of illusory lights and shadows.

Old Xiao jumped up, slapped his palm, and a large piece of primordial wood dimensional fire ignited that hillside. Dark green flames filled the hillside like a poisonous mist.

Those illusory lights and shadows also struggled within the green flames, and the last little bit dissipated. Just after the last illusory light and shadow disappeared, Old Xiao Tou felt a chill coming from behind him. He hurriedly turned around, only to see another illusory light and shadow, standing only a few meters away from him.

They spun rapidly, like a whirlwind current, rushing in front of Old Xiao Tou.

Rumble! Another golden flame unfolded with the golden dimension, and those phantoms were completely blocked out of the dimension. They are like winter snow and ice, melting little by little under the golden flames.

But Old Xiao immediately felt a cold air on the left side, and he hurriedly turned around, only to see another large illusory figure. They float like smoke.

Old Xiao Tou once again punched them out of the primordial three-dimensional. In this way, Lao Xiao Tou hit more than a dozen waves of light and shadow in one go, making the primordial three-dimensional power in his body a little on the verge of withering. At this time, if he can't quickly replenish his high energy, I'm afraid that if he doesn't use those ghosts to attack, he will also run out of energy and die.

Old Xiao Tou took out a five-grade magic fruit from his arms and swallowed it, and the lost dimensional power in his body was recovering little by little, but it was far less than half of what it was before.

Old Xiao Tou didn't know how many of these illusory shadows there were, as if they were endless, even if Old Xiao Tou stood here and fought for a lifetime, he couldn't exterminate them.

After some inner venting, Lao Xiaotou gradually recovered his sanity, and the phantom in his gaze continued to float, but at this time, it was very different in his eyes. These shadows seem to be still. As he took a step to the left, all the phantoms suddenly took steps towards different positions.

Now Lao Xiao Tou clearly knew what shadows were, it turned out that they were just the light and shadow projected by themselves in these folded time and space.

That is to say, he actually consumed most of the primordial dimensional power on dealing with his own space-time folding shadow, and when Lao Xiao Tou thought of this, he couldn't wait to slap his face with a big mouth.

You must know that at such a dangerous time, being able to preserve enough dimensional power is the key to determining whether he can rush into the fog of time and space and save the Djinn people.

Old Xiao Tou immediately held his breath and concentrated, got rid of the interference of the shadow, and ran the Taichu mantra a few times. Only then did he continue to walk towards the central area of the space-time fog shroud.

After walking a few hundred meters, the mirror image of heaven and earth had disappeared, and the time and space that seemed to have been separated from it for a long time had become a huge void.

Old Xiao Tou sensed that there was a huge space-time vortex in the center of the hollow, and compared to the one that had inhaled the Djinn people, this one was simply a behemoth.

Just when Old Xiao Tou sensed it with the Heavenly Dao, a wave of wave power was transmitted from within it, and then one by one, the hourly convection rushed out from the inside in all directions. At this moment, the entire space was covered by this dense space-time convective vortex, and seven or eight of them were rushing towards the foothold of Old Xiaotou.

"Great Golden Crow Mantra" Lao Xiao pointed to the sky, and then a round of bright golden sun appeared in the void, he flicked his palm, and a huge golden light curtain rushed down to the ground.

Rumble! Five of the seven chrono-temporal convections were annihilated, but two still broke through the light curtain.

Old Xiao Tou couldn't cast the Great Golden Crow Spell continuously at all, and was immediately hit by one of the space-time convections, and then a space-time trap appeared next to Old Xiao Tou again, and the huge space-time suction force made his body fall downward. At this time, the primordial three-dimensional that Lao Xiao Tou could use was already very limited, and he couldn't compete with the dimensional power in such a powerful space-time trap, and his body fell towards time and space little by little.

Suddenly, a powerful sword aura gushed out from behind Old Xiao's back. Then a silver-white sword slashed towards the space-time dimension, and after a bright flash, the space-time trap was cut out of an obvious crack.

Old Xiao Tou hurriedly jumped out, and only then did he see the giant sword suspended above his head. This is the sword slave who was nourished by him with the soul of the sword that day.

Unexpectedly, after absorbing the soul of the sword, it would have such a powerful power that it could smash the space-time dimension with a single sword. This is something that is impossible for any magic weapon below the fifth rank of the Xuan Rank.

Lao Xiao looked at the sword slave, and his heart was both inexplicably moved and very sad. He reached out and grabbed the sword slave, glancing back at the swirling space-time convection. He didn't hesitate to fall with his sword, and suddenly a large silver-white light curtain shattered.

Then Lao Xiao Tou held the giant sword in his hand and continued to walk towards the largest space-time convection.

The further inside, the denser the space-time convection generated, and in the blink of an eye, Lao Xiaotou smashed dozens of convective vortices.

But this is only the beginning, and the frequency of convective vortices after that can be regarded as thousands, tens of thousands of superimposed on top of each other.

Facing such a terrifying vortex wall. Old Xiao finally had a sense of powerlessness. His greatsword also dimmed with a few slashes.

The dimensional force fluctuations generated by the powerful space-time convection were like a wall, making it impossible for Old Xiao Tou to move forward.

Old Xiao Tou stared at the huge space-time convection in the center, he had only stepped into a third of it now, and he could imagine how strong the space-time convection would be once he entered the inner circle.

Old Xiao Tou's hands still maintained an attacking stance, but his body slid behind him little by little under the fluctuations of Wei Li, until when he was forced back to the same place, Wei Li was sliding along the sides of his giant sword.

It's too strong! Old Xiao Tou has never been so powerless and unhindered as he is now, but he can't abandon the Djinn Clan. He took advantage of the stagnation of the space-time convection to swallow a few magic fruits again, and then prepared to attack the space-time convection for the second time.

At this moment, the colorless winged bird on Lao Xiao's arm lit up. Then Lao Xiao's mind came from the anxious voice of Boss Yan and said, "Clan Master, hurry up and get out of here, we are being attacked by unknown energy, retreat quickly."

Then the sound faded away, leaving the exclamations of the soldiers. Old Xiao Tou's heart was like a knife when he heard this, he glanced at the space-time convection again, shed a tear, and turned around and left here.

Old Xiao Tou no longer had the mounts of the Djinn Clan at this time, so he could only run outside on foot. It took him a quarter of an hour to escape from the fog of time and space and return to the garrison of the Kingdom of Moses. Only then did he turn around and walk towards the north bank of the Nangong family's garrison, but he didn't take a few steps before he felt an incomparably powerful dimensional force fluctuation, and then the entire space-time was undergoing a strange bend, and a huge incomparably space-time convection actually appeared on the north bank of the Nangong family's garrison.

From dozens of miles away, Lao Xiao Tou saw the huge super-space-time convection, and when he saw this scene, his heart seemed to be frozen up. He couldn't imagine that if the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Quartet Clan encountered this kind of supertemporal convection, how many people would survive.

Old Xiao Tou's heart was like dripping blood at this time, he knelt on the ground with a snort, and an unprecedented sense of sadness swept through his body. A mouthful of blood spurted out of him, and he fainted.

"Who are you who dare to come to our Xuanyuan foreign tribe station to make trouble?" A group of swordsmen came out with a dozen intermediate swordsmen, they also carried a giant sword on their backs, but there were no swords carved on their bodies, but some auspicious cloud patterns.

The arrival of more than a dozen people immediately made the second life tremble, and he sniffed his nostrils greedily and said, "That's right, they have that kind of breath on them."

Then as soon as he beckoned, the prisoner rushed out, and one walked to the opposite side of a dozen Xuanyuan swordsmen, and said proudly: "Xuanyuan child, don't come over and die quickly."

One of the Xuanyuan swordsmen sneered and roared: "Bold fanatics, wait for me to take your dog's life", he waved his arm, and a sharp sword qi rushed into the sky, and then the other figure pulled out of the air, and the person and the sword qi turned into one, and the whole person was like a flying sword, stabbing at the prisoner.

"Good, good coming" The prisoner laughed loudly, his arm shook, and a large dragon seal hovered in the air, until he was slowly climbing up to the sky when he stood on the ground.

"You're the Dragon Venerable?" At this moment, the faces of several swordsmen of the Xuanyuan clan changed greatly, none of them did not know the Great Dragon Seal, although the color of this Dragon Seal was a little black, but it was still a Great Dragon Seal.

"It doesn't matter whether Lao Tzu is the Venerable of the Dragon Clan or not, the important thing is that the master of Lao Tzu has taken a fancy to your sword spirit inheritance" The prisoner swiped his hands, and a black lightning bolt hit the flying sword in the sky, and then the black light flickered, and a figure was thrown to the ground.

Naturally, it was the swordsman of the Xuanyuan clan, and in the opposite direction, the prisoner dragged a sword spirit in his hand and threw it to the second life.

The sword spirit is not a real sword, but a crystal made of pure dimensional power, just like a dimensional energy. Therefore, the second life can easily swallow it into the Dark Consciousness Realm.

"Continue" The second life swept his gaze, and the prisoner immediately rushed towards the other dozen or so swordsmen.

In an instant, the Xuanyuan clan swordsmen on the ground were in chaos, although they were all strong at the same level, but in the face of prisoners who were several realms higher than them, they could only wait to be killed.

Rumble! Rumble! In the blink of an eye, the prisoner collected more than a dozen sword spirits for the second life, and at this moment, a rather majestic voice appeared in the air. Then an old man in a purple robe walked out. There was nothing behind him and he didn't carry a sword on his back. But he possessed endless sword qi in his body.

"You are so cruel, are you not afraid of being punished by heaven?"

The second life looked up, only to see the old man's kind eyebrows, but he had a pair of eyes that were sharper than a sword.

"Second rank great swordsman" At this time, the prisoner shouted out of his voice. As soon as the old man appeared, he felt a killing intent forcing him to even stand a little hard.

"That's right, he is indeed a second-grade great swordsman" Then the four astrological elders who were hiding in the shadows appeared in unison, and also walked to the side of the second life.

"No wonder you are so fearless, it turns out that you four old men are supporting you" Just as the four elders walked out, the Xuanyuan Great Swordsman sneered and sneered.

"Old man Xuanyuan, stop arguing with your tongue, the four of us won't fall for you, either you defeat the four of us today, or you hand over the sword spirit to this little brother."

The four astrological elders were very resolute, leaving no room for maneuver for the Xuanyuan Great Swordsman at all.

(End of chapter)