When the entrance to the Soul Exploration Wonderland opened again, the immortal who spoke wildly couldn't hold it back and rushed straight into the fairyland, leaving a bright afterglow behind him. Other immortals who liked to join in the fun were also not convinced, and rushed in one after another.

Those immortals who returned victoriously and successfully ascended didn't know what was going on, and they were stunned one by one, you look at me, I look at you.

A gust of wind rolled up beside Qing He, his dress and hair danced in the wind, and a whirlwind rushed straight towards the bronze mirror with a kick under his feet.

Some immortals hurriedly fixed their bodies and blocked the oncoming wind with their hands, if they were mortals or those who were not high in cultivation, they would definitely be blown away by this gust of wind, which showed that she had deep internal strength.

But at this time, Mo Buyan didn't have half of her spiritual power, her luck didn't matter, and even Mo Buyan, who was eating happily on the side, was also swept into the wind. Mo Buyan only felt that he was spinning in the wind and couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest, and he was hit on the head by the porcelain cup that was involved in the wind with him. When he was full of meat and eight vegetarians, he only heard the Bodhisattva behind him call him, and then he was taken into the spirit exploration fairyland in a daze.

After the strong wind, Mo Buyan fell to the ground hard, feeling that the internal organs were churning, and there was a flutter under his feet, and he took two steps crookedly and lay on the ground to vomit the food just now.

When he calmed down and fixed his eyes, he only saw the hazy mountains winding and circling, and the top of the mountain was shrouded in a light veil, white mist and haze, and the clouds and smoke were about to leave, just like a few random strokes of light ink by the painter, painted on the white sky. Mo Buyan felt that he was now in an ink painting, quiet and distant.

There was no one beside him, and occasionally he heard a few eagle whistles from the distant mountain peaks, and he couldn't feel the slightest wind direction in the air, except for silence and silence.

How can this be done? Mo Buyan sat in place, neither moving forward nor backward. If it was another immortal, let the beasts in the fairy land slap it back directly, but if it slapped him, with his current cultivation, I am afraid that it will become a sludge of flesh.

Thinking of Qinghe who abducted her in, Mo Buyan hated the root of his teeth, slapped his paw on the ground, and said indignantly: "This dead girl, it's really more than enough to succeed!" ”

Just as he was full of indignation, there was a rustling sound behind him. Turning his head to look, he saw a pair of red eyes in the inky grass staring at him, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer, until the monster's figure was completely presented in front of him, and a thought flashed in Mo Buyan's heart: It's over.

A giant bear-like monster appeared, its fur as hard as iron, its claws long and sharp like a barb, its scarlet eyes glowing with ferocity, and its sharp fangs could be seen in its mouth with a single mouth.

The giant bear roared deafeningly, and the foul-smelling saliva rushed to its face, and the powerful air currents rolled up the ink and rolled backwards two or three times. Mo Buyan lay on the ground and was dizzy again, and said in his heart: "It's really eight lifetimes of blood mold!" ”

Before he could adjust his direction, the bear erected its massive body and raised its claws in the direction of the ink. Seeing this, Mo Buyan didn't care about anything, turned around and ran to the rear.

It was still spinning, and everything in front of him had afterimages, and he couldn't figure out the direction at all, so he rushed forward with his head bored, and the giant bear behind him was still chasing.

Vaguely saw a ditch in front of him, Mo Buyan was overjoyed, such a narrow ditch that the giant bear must not be able to enter, he suddenly congratulated in his heart that he was petite at this time.

Jumping forward, he saw the scene of the abyss below, and the giant bear behind him was stunned. Only then did Mo Buyan react, where is this narrow ditch, it is clearly a cliff!

But it was too late, and he was dangling on all fours, falling down the cliff at great speed.

"Hibiscus!"

At the critical moment, Mo Buyan didn't even think about it, the name of the Bodhisattva blurted out, and after a while, he realized that no one could open it after the entrance to the Soul Exploration Fairyland was closed, and unless he waited until the end of this round of trials, there was nothing he could do about the Bodhisattva.