According to the sect master's instructions, the thousands of Penglai disciples who fought in the small god energy realm were arranged into ten columns in order according to the previous ranking, and the ten genius disciples led by Yuan Hao were in the first column, thousands of people in the column, flying up and rushing towards the mysterious net that rotated in black and white

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There were old disciples in the crowd who had participated in the previous sessions, and they quietly sighed and said the name of this black and white enchantment.

"Yin and Yang Array, this name is also appropriate!"

Bian Qing muttered to himself, looking at the black and white rotating supernatural enchantment, almost forgetting where he was. If it weren't for the careful reminder from the disciples in the back, Bian Qing would almost have an epiphany standing on the spot.

Unlike the lively Penglai Tongmen, Bian Qing had already made a surprising discovery. This black-and-white enchantment evolved from a strange formation. The exclamation of the old disciple just now just confirmed Bian Qing's speculation.

After such a long time, especially through refining the Ancient Formation, Bian Qing was not ignorant of the way of formation. The Ancient Formation, which had been completely restored in the Sea Jiao Empire, was now falling into a deep sleep. By observing the ancient formations, Bian Qing finally found some key to the formation. Although Bian Qing can't arrange a powerful formation yet, it is still possible to discover the formation eye of the formation and understand the structure of the formation.

This Yin Yang Array was different from the formation on the Ancient Array, and the breath released by this Array, Bian Qing felt a breath that was far purer, richer, and more powerful than the secular world.

If Bian Qing was not a refiner, he would not be able to distinguish the structure and difference in this formation. However, at this moment, Bian Qing was also outstanding in the way of refining, which naturally made him see a lot of special information.

In the eyes of others, this black-and-white enchantment is more like a spatial secret realm, or the entrance to a spatial passage, not a formation at all, let alone the source of power and the layout structure of this formation.

The main function of this yin-yang circle is spatial transmission, which seems to be able to teleport any object that enters it to the other side.

In the secular world, there are also some remnant arrays with spatial teleportation functions, and these remnant arrays often need to be injected with powerful Yuan Force, and the use of extremely pure Yuan Stone is stimulated, and the resources consumed can be described as terrifying. If used once or several times, these remnants of the ancient array will destroy and disappear on their own.

The Yin and Yang Circle is different, and it can be seen from its structure that many of the materials that make up this Circle are new, and even some of them seem to have just been refined within a month, and the power consumed by the Circle is not Yuan Force, nor does it need Yuan Stone, nor is it the currency immortal stone that is common in the upper realm, but an energy similar to the power of the Origin.

These origin powers, from Penglai Immortal Island, and even the Tongling Sea, Gu Qingtian's pressure on the token in his hand was not to pay his own yuan power, but that he was using his own yuan power to resist the erosion of that origin power, which was extremely laborious.

Bian Qing didn't have time to study it carefully, the energy gathered by the Yin Yang Array, with the continuous influx of Penglai disciples, was continuously consumed, and the speed of consumption was terrifying, and the sphere hanging high on the martial arts arena became smaller and smaller, from thousands of zhang, and soon shrunk to a few zhang in size.

Until the last moment, Gu Qingtian flew and jumped and followed into the Yin Yang Array. A white light flashed, and the black and white barrier disappeared in an instant, and the martial arts arena was empty, empty, as if nothing had happened.

The speed at which the Yin Yang Circle disappeared was too fast, Bian Qing only glanced at it in a hurry, and his body couldn't resist the power of the Circle, attracted by a powerful force, Bian Qing felt that he was spinning rapidly, and the speed of rotation was so fast that it was beyond his perception of the sea, and even his divine thoughts couldn't tell where the gap between the rotation was.

With the power of the rotation, Bian Qing found himself entering a dark but dazzling passage, which seemed to lead to the endless void, endless darkness, but there was always a dazzling white light shining, so that he couldn't open his eyes at all.

Bian Qing struggled desperately, but he couldn't sense where his body was, in the passage, Bian Qing couldn't see his body, he couldn't see anyone, he couldn't hear any sound, he couldn't sense any other breath, but it was very strange, he could feel that he was flying rapidly, moving forward at an extraordinary speed.

"Am I still here?!am I still me?!"

Within this endless passage, Bian Qing was asking himself, every Penglai disciple who teleported in the passage had also had such a question in his heart.

......

Just as the Yin Yang Array disappeared into the sky, an auspicious cloud fell far away, and an old man with hair like snow quietly landed, looking into the distance, two lines of crystal tears fell from the old man's eyes.

"Good apprentice, go all the way, the master is waiting for your strong man to return!

The old man Xiangyun never left Baiyun Peak at all, he just couldn't bear to part with Bian Qing, others might come back in this year-long battle, but Bian Qing was different, he wanted to take this opportunity to go to the Hanhai Continent, maybe never come back. Even if Bian Qing returns to Penglai Immortal Sect in the future, it should be years, even decades, and after hundreds of years, the sea clan of the Psychic Sea will no longer be able to threaten him, and the secular world will no longer be his fetters.

After more than a year of master-apprentice love, this old man who had no quarrel with the world suddenly became a little sentimental, looking at Bian Qing's distance, it reminded him of thousands of years ago, his mentor - psychic patriarch, also stepped into the black and white enchantment like this, disappeared from then on, never to come back.

"Old fellow, what are you feeling sad?!"

The sweet voice sounded from behind the old man Xiangyun, and the bewitching body of the Miao Feng Lord came slowly, her mood was equally complicated, all the time, she always had an ominous premonition, as if this time of separation was also her eternal separation from her beloved disciple.

"Senior sister, are we in any different mood?!"

The old man Xiangyun held back his tears, and looked back at the eyes of the peak master of Wanxiang Peak, which was a little obsessed.

"Hmph, it's okay if they're all gone! It's the departure of these juniors that gives you a bit of the taste of the past!"

Lord Miao Feng smiled coquettishly, as if flowers were blooming.

"yes, let's go, it's just you and me-"

The old man Xiangyun was quite emotional, and stretched out his hand to shake Miao Feng's slender white and tender jade hand.

"What do you think again, old fellow?!" "Smack-"

A crisp slap spread through the martial arts field of the South Peak of Penglai Immortal Sect, and the delicate body of the Miao Peak Lord twisted, and flashed away in the direction of Wanxiang Peak.

"Senior sister—"

The old man Xiangyun was full of confusion, looking at the moving figure, he didn't know what to do, at this moment, it seemed that he had temporarily forgotten the pain of parting.

"It's better to have pain in your body than in your heart!"

A smile tugged at the corner of Miao Feng's mouth, turned his head, looked at the stupid old man Xiangyun and muttered to himself.