The old turtle has the strength of the Holy Realm, and it is indeed very strong, and he has turned the psychedelic forest upside down, and he has indeed found his finger bones.

However, it was quite sad in the end.

The old turtle wanted to see what was different about the phalanges, and how did he know that the phalanges were so strong.

The old turtle suddenly burst in.

The finger bones trembled slightly, and burst out with earth-shattering power, suppressing the old turtle at once.

The old turtle was seriously injured and had been lying on the ancient sacrificial platform, unable to move.

However, fortunately, the finger bones also seemed to have discovered the long life of the old turtle, let out a hum, and said vaguely in an obscure and ancient language: "The immortal turtle, the strange clan of heaven and earth, is almost extinct, and now I see it, I can't bear to kill it!" ”

Because there was no killer on the phalanges, the old turtle survived.

The shell of the old turtle is very magical, bringing together the essence of the immortal turtle family.

The existence of the turtle shell can allow the old turtle to naturally absorb the aura of heaven and earth for healing.

The old turtle is also a master of the Holy Realm, and he has cultivated for many days, and his internal injuries have basically healed, and he has some injuries on the outside, which looks scary, but in fact, it is harmless, and for the Holy Turtle, there is nothing wrong at all.

"Extradimensional space?"

"I didn't expect it to be a different dimension?"

"A finger bone has caused a different dimension? So, later, what happened to the pillar of light? Nantian continued to ask.

This is a question that the old turtle can't answer.

"Master Nantian, I don't know about this matter. When you were unconscious, I was actually in a coma. It's just that later, I came to my senses earlier. When I woke up, I was already in the psychedelic forest. The alien dimension where the blood-colored ocean was located had disappeared. ”

The old turtle said.

"Then you, can you still try to shuttle into that alien dimension?" Nantian asked.

"I'm sorry, Master Nantian, I can't sense it."

The old turtle sighed and said with some shame.

"It's okay, you can't feel it, you can't feel it, you don't have to blame yourself!"

Nantian smiled.

Even if the old turtle could sense it, Nantian would not let the old turtle take the risk.

After all, the place where the blood-colored ocean is located can be described as extremely dangerous.

In case, the old turtle has three long and two short.

Nantian regretted it too late.

"Mao Miao, let's go back!"

Estimating that the time was not too early, Nantian greeted Shang Mao Miao and left in great stride.

Lost phalanges.

The mystery of the psychedelic forest has suddenly been reduced a lot.

Nantian used the Yin Yang Divine Eye, and he could already penetrate the fog.

The so-called safe route, even if Nantian does not follow it, he can rely on the guidance of the Yin Yang Divine Eye to leave safely and soundly.

Well, though, a psychedelic forest is a psychedelic forest after all.

The phalanges stayed here for a long time, and the breath left behind, for a short time, could not be completely dissipated.

The average strong person below the first-grade emperor realm, if there is no Xiao Hei, no Yin Yang Divine Eye and other things against the sky, and if they do not master the safe route, once they fall into the psychedelic forest, they will basically be a dead end.

The protective effect of the psychedelic forest on the Mao family is still very large in the short term.

Nantian took Mao Miao and the old turtle out of the psychedelic forest safely and came to the courtyard of the Mao family's mansion.

In the courtyard, the patriarch Mao was simple, in the hall, with his hands behind his back, with an anxious face, pacing up and down.

"Gee, it's been a week. Why, Nantian Venerable Lord and Mao Miao haven't come out yet? ”

"Although the Psychedelic Forest is dangerous, both the Nantian Venerable Lord and Mao Miao are familiar with the safe route, and the strength of the Nantian Venerable Lord is so strong, how could they fall into the Enchanted Forest?"

Mao Zhipu slapped himself in the face and immediately denied his thoughts.

"God bless, my ancestors of the Mao family bless! We must let the Nantian Venerable Lord and my family return safely! Mao Zipu prayed.

A week passed, and disciples came back one after another.

Of the more than three hundred descendants, except for four or five, who were clearly found by their companions, died in the psychedelic forest, the rest all turned back.

However, the whereabouts of Nantian and Mao Miao are still missing.

Mao Zipu was anxious with the ants on the hot pot, anxious and uneasy.

Suddenly, a disciple broke through the door and was overjoyed: "Patriarch, good news! Good news! ”

"What's the matter?"

Mao Zipu was startled and hurriedly asked.

"It's Miss and Nantian Venerable Lord who are back! They also brought with them a huge old turtle, which we had previously offered! The disciple replied.

All of a sudden, the uneasiness and haze on Mao Zipu's face all dissipated.

"Great! I'm going to greet the Southern Heavenly Venerable! Mao Zipu exclaimed happily.

"No need!"

A hearty voice came from outside the door.

Nantian and Mao Miao, with the old turtle, had already walked in.

"Lord!"

Mao was rustic and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

Nantian waved his hand: "No need to be so polite!" ”

Mao Zipu got up, glanced at the old turtle, looked surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Lord, can a copy of the poison scripture be in the belly of this turtle now?" ”

Nantian smiled slightly, took out a copy of the Poison Sutra from his arms, and handed it to Mao Zipu.

"Take it, study it carefully, the revitalization of the Mao family depends on you!"

As the patriarch of the Mao family, Mao Zipu is naturally familiar with ancient texts.

A copy of the Poison Sutra at first sight.

Mao Zipu trembled.

"Copy of the Poison Sutra! It's really a copy of the Poison Sutra! ”

"Since my Mao family entered the mecha era, the research on poison art has gradually failed to keep up with the times. However, we have not stopped, and our family disciples, regarding the refining and research of poison arts, have never stopped. Our disciples, the basic poison techniques, are still very good at learning. We have an invaluable poison experience accumulated over the years! ”

"Now there's a copy of the Poison Sutra again! Lord Nantian, please believe me, as long as I am given enough time, I will definitely be able to revitalize the Mao family! For many years, my Mao family has always been in a state where everything is ready and only owes the east wind. Now that I have a copy of the Poison Sutra, I can put the theory and knowledge of the Poison God into practice! ”

"Rejoice! I am a Mao family! Mao Zipu burst into tears and was extremely excited.

The Mao family has lost the Poison Sutra and has been in decline for too long.

During this period, the Mao family did not know how much humiliation and suffering they had suffered.

As the patriarch, Mao Zipu has been waiting for the opportunity, hoping to strengthen his family and reproduce the glory of ancient times.

But there is no way!

Now, well, everything is solved!

The copy of the Poison Sutra is in hand!

The revitalization of the Mao family is just around the corner!