Nine Spirits!

The second life not only saw the mystery of understanding his past life, but even used it to resurrect the Demon Sound Fairy. As his second life cultivation strengthened, he also knew how difficult it was to resurrect the Demon Sound Fairy. Because the form of her current existence is not material, but a super-spiritual fluctuation.

The superspirit explained that it was just a frequency that originated from the source of wisdom, which was the most basic being. It's like the Zero Metaverse.

If you want to resurrect her, you must have the ability to reverse the wisdom of the universe. Obviously, that kind of ability can't even be achieved by an ancient artifact like a super-spirit.

Second Life is no longer able to awaken the Demon Sound Fairy, and he can only sense her presence in his heart.

Thinking of this, the second life pressed his finger to the butterfly stripe on his arm.

After a while, Second Life slowly raised his head, his gaze coldly swept over the wandering void spirits.

Then he took a step and rushed in front of them.

The ethereal spirits did not seem to realize it, and they retreated in fright, and when they saw the faces of the people on the other side, they immediately knelt down and worshipped, saying, "Lord, see Lord."

"Why did you run out?" The second life had already given an order, and the ethereal spirits were not allowed to step into the dark ghost area. On the one hand, to avoid conflict between them, and on the other hand, to prevent the ethereal spirits from knowing everything they have done to the void.

"It's not us who broke the ban, it's the high priest who ordered us to hunt down the invaders," several ethereal spirits hurriedly explained.

"Intruders?" Hearing this, the dark green eyes flashed, and then the body disappeared into nothingness.

When he appeared again, he was already standing inside the altar at the bottom of the void.

At this time, the High Priest of Nothingness was performing some kind of ritual, and when he heard the movement, he immediately turned around and bowed down towards the second life.

After the second life looked around to make sure that the place was not destroyed, he turned to stare at the high priest and said, "Who is the intruder?" ”。

The High Priest hurriedly bowed down and stepped forward, offering the memory orb.

The second life looked at it intently, and then disdainfully dropped the memory begging, and ordered: "Kill them."

Be! The high priest hurriedly turned around and walked out of the altar with the guards.

The depths of the Sea of Nothingness.

Yan San wandered around with the small bell on his back, passing by the void spirit countless times, and it was really luck that he still hadn't been discovered.

He tilted his head slightly and smiled at the little bell that was prostrate on his shoulder, "Where should we go next?" Do you feel it? ”。

Little Bell's eyes were as empty as ever, and she didn't react at all. This made Yan San very disappointed, but he also knew that the little bell did not react, which meant that there would be no danger ahead.

Yan San trusted the little bell's premonition.... Every time before he encountered danger, he would see a strange color in the depths of the pupils of the little bell.

It is also this very strange celestial and human induction that allows them to get out of the countless ethereal encirclements.

Within nothingness. Yan San's own sense of space is almost useless, not only is he unable to determine the exact path he walks, but even the most basic sense of direction is lost.

Therefore, the celestial induction of the little bell has become precious.

Yan San didn't understand what secrets were hidden in the little bell, in short, during the period of time with her in the void, he found that the little bell always revealed a weirdness and mystery.

With the help of the Realm Sky Movement, Yan San's Dao Yuan could not last. Therefore, he had to stop and rest every once in a while.

He found a seemingly calm place in the Sea of Nothingness, and used space magic to condense a small space. Although this is just a rootless Ping that drifts at will, it still gives Yan San a lot of security.

He put the little bell down, and then took out a few high-energy fruits from his arms and handed them to the little bell, and then picked them up and chewed them himself.

Although it was a bit empty to replenish Dao Yuan with the help of the Energy Fruit, he had to recover as soon as possible now, and he couldn't care so much.

After devouring more than a dozen high-energy fruits, Yan San sat down cross-legged and began to enter the inner vision pranayama.

At this moment, the mirror on his chest inexplicably lit up once.

Yan San frowned slightly, his body suddenly shook, he wanted to open his eyes, but his consciousness body was sucked into a very strange illusion realm.

Here, Yan San saw countless towering trees, they had no branches and leaves, only old vines that meandered and circled. It looks boundless, and it seems to hold up the whole world.

Yan San walked in and realized that the uncle here was not a big tree, but a very complex multi-spiroche. They are not a dozen but tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, millions. With so many spirals intertwined with each other, it's as if a complex spiral world is being constructed.

Yan San was no stranger to space spirals, he had already come into contact with many single spirals and compound spirals in that chaotic space, but such a complex spiral structure was still far beyond his comprehension.

When Yan San approached one of the big trees, he was immediately squeezed by an inexplicable coercion, until he looked up at this incomparably huge spiral like an ant.

For some reason, Yan San at this time inexplicably had a feeling of anti-antiquity.

His perspective would switch from one to the other, sometimes he would perceive himself as a tiger, sometimes he would perceive himself as a monkey, and soon he would become a reptilian creature again....

Moment.... Yan San seems to have experienced the evolution of life on the entire earth, and his perception has been squeezed to the simplest and purest point, that is, single cells.

At this moment. Yan Sancai took a long breath, he stretched his arms suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be integrated into the big tree in this one.

Yan San found that his consciousness was integrated with the entire material world, and even with the entire life system. He could see countless rays of life light wandering through the Heavenly Ancient Tree, and they flourished like branches of this ancient tree, until his consciousness returned to his body.

The dimension of life!

Yan San snorted softly, and then his body broke free from the ancient tree, and as soon as he flashed, the person had already escaped from that mysterious world, and when he opened his eyes again, Yan San had returned to nothingness.

At the moment when he woke up, he saw the little bell staring at him with a pair of eyes that scattered purple light.

That look shocked Yan San very much.

It seemed to contain some kind of magic power, causing Yan San's whole person to fall into her eyes.

However, the light in the pupils of the little bell did not last long, and then disappeared. Hollow again, she remained motionless like a statue.

But Yan San found that the ghost mirror on her chest had been grasped in the palm of her hand at some point.

Yan San didn't understand why she was interested in his ghostly mirror, he leaned closer and took a closer look, and found that a strange picture appeared on the surface of the ghost, which was a pattern composed of seven stars and a huge ring. Yan San couldn't understand the true meaning of this kind of graphic, he just felt that this kind of graphic seemed to be somewhat similar to some ancient graphic text.

Yan San stared at the picture and text for a while, and couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he took it back into his palm.

Then press the mirror against the breastplate.

Then he tugged at the little bell's weak little hand, ready to continue running.

By the time they opened the bubble and landed in the Sea of Nothingness, they had drifted far away, completely different from where they had just been.

Especially those low, ethereal buildings are obviously not those with the spiky peaks just now.

Yan San didn't care about this, as long as they could get rid of the pursuit of the ethereal spirits, it didn't matter where they were hiding.

Yan San put the little bell on his back, and continued to step into the air under his feet, urging the power of the boundary to rush forward.

Not far yet.

Yan San was dragged by a powerful suction, and he actually fell towards the Void Sea.

It was a very strange suction, and Yan San tried to break free several times but had no use at all.

Until his whole body was plunged to the bottom of the sea.

They were sucked into the roof of a low house, then pressed against the roof and fell into it.

There was a loud bang.

Yan San's body entered a very empty hall.

There was a huge altar towering over it, surrounded by piles of unkempt stones, which were huge. Each piece is hundreds of zhang wide and narrow.

They surround the altar and seem to form a pattern. Just now, Yan San forgot to observe when he fell, and it was impossible to see this strange pattern clearly at this time.

His whole body was nailed to the ground, and that suction came from this place.

Yan San could only look down at the ground at this time, only to see a ring carved on the boulder under his feet, and there were seven stars in the place where his palm was pressing.

The next moment.

The stars change, and the whole pattern rotates rapidly. Until Yan San couldn't see those graphic lines clearly.

After that, wisps of white gas appeared in the surrounding nothingness. Those white breaths slowly rose until they enveloped his whole being.

Yan San gradually lost his vision until the inside of his eyes was white.

Yan San is no stranger to this kind of pure white world, it is like a fantasy of his heart.

When the whole world was covered in white, Yan San felt a hint of relief, and the suction force imposed on his body gradually disappeared.

He stood up, and immediately glanced back vigilantly, and when he saw that the little bell was still there, he calmed down a little.

Try to find an exit in the white world.

Yan San had just taken a few steps when the white world in front of him began to change into various colors, like a ball of oil paint melting in cheese, and finally turning into curved lines....

Yan San looked around, and suddenly the whole world changed to this color. Until these colors gradually become blurred, those originally blurred lines also present an extremely clear scene.

Yan San just watched quietly until the first complete and clear picture scroll appeared in front of him.

After that, he was dragged into the scroll, as if he were in a primeval forest.

Towering ancient trees, all kinds of blue elf beasts shuttled through the forest, they were extremely real, and some elves even jumped down and looked at Yan San head-on. But as soon as Yan San stretched out his hand to touch them, they would immediately turn into color and disappear.

Standing in the jungle, Yan San's body did not move, but his perspective kept changing, for a while, shuttling through the mountains and rivers, and for a while shuttling through the vast grassland. It was as if he was possessed by the blue elves, changing their perspectives as they could.

Until they rushed to the edge of the sea, they raised their heads curiously at the fireballs rising from below the blue horizon of the ocean.

Their innocent little faces showed expressions of fear, and although they were afraid, none of them took the initiative to abandon their homeland. Until the fireball covered most of the void, a huge palm pressed down from the sky, the huge fingers were like optimus pillars, countless blue elves hugged each other with frightened expressions, and some weak elves shed tears of despair.

The flames, accompanied by powerful palm prints, eventually bombarded the ancient jungle, completely annihilating their home. The flames reddened the otherwise quiet and peaceful land. It wasn't until the dragon burned everything on the ground that the lush forest left only a black palm print.

Just as the huge handprint left the sky, a dozen blue heads poked out from the charred soil beneath the pitch-black palm print, staring at the charred earth around them, tears streaming from their jewel-like eyes.

As more blue spirits leapt out of the ground, a crack cracks in the ground, revealing a circular fortress. It was like a giant mussel with an untold number of blue elves inside.

Just after these elves rushed out one by one, the river mussel opened and closed again, and out of it came a white woman, except for her slender black hair, her whole body was as white as jade, like a jade carving person. She walked out step by step, until Yan San saw her extremely beautiful cheeks clearly, and suddenly the whole person looked stupid.

He didn't believe that there was such a beautiful woman in the world, even the beauty in the picture scroll was not as good as her. It's a face that almost perfects femininity. There is also the momentum of a woman, which also reaches the ultimate fantasy of a man for a woman. Even if Yan Sanyi is obsessed with the beauty in the painting, he still can't help but lose his mind for the beauty of the woman at this time.

As soon as the jade carving beauty turned around and stared at Yan San with those bright eyes, Yan San's whole person seemed to be petrified. It's not just shock, it's familiar.....

She? She...

Yan San said a few things about her in a row, but he still couldn't correctly express his true thoughts in his heart.

Just as Yan San opened his mouth to stammer, the little bell that had been carrying him behind him took the initiative to walk down by himself.

And as if attracted to something, he walked towards the mussel.

Her steps were light, and she stepped on those scrolls, but she didn't cause them to collapse.

Yan San's stupid expression patted his head hard and said, "I know, that's... Her eyes ....".

Before he finished his sentence, the little bell actually walked into the scroll and walked on the scorched earth.

Her originally small body also gradually stretched at this moment as if it had undergone a metamorphosis, until she became a delicate adult woman.

The clothes on her body also fell off little by little, dissipating into the scroll like dust, and a bright white flash rose from her feet little by little, and finally completely covered her whole body.

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