It's just that at this moment, he can't care about so much, his hands are surging like lightning, and he directly sacrifices a formation map in front of him and under his feet, forming a formation chain, enveloping himself, Liu Xiu, and the two Green Tiger Gang, and at the same time forcibly enduring this dizzy feeling, he sacrificed the Dragon Yin Sword, and let this yellow-level spirit soldier levitate in front of him, in order to temporarily be able to deter Die Qingyi.

With his current state, if Die Qingyi performs the "Divine Coffin Burial Heavenly Great Immortal Technique" again, I am afraid that he will not be able to take care of Liu Xiu and the two soy sauce-playing Qinghu gangs.

However, fortunately, Die Qingyi seems to be in a trance now, probably surprised by the fact that the pitch-black giant coffin condensed by the "Divine Coffin Burial Heavenly Great Immortal Technique" emits black light, and it will be cut off by a sword, and it will stand there for a while, and there is no reaction at all to Meng Siao's arrangement at this moment.

At this time, in Meng Siao's sea of knowledge, the strong force in the dark, after colliding head-on with this "sage classic", was instantly ejected by the force of the shock to his sea of knowledge, and this "sage classic" that can make Cen Can and other great Confucians look at it as a treasure, but it has no effect at all in actual combat, suffered from this strong invasion of the underworld, but it suddenly bloomed with white light.

Some of these white lights instantly transformed into gold, while others transformed into blue, red, green, and yellow...... The infinite colors began to transform from this white light one by one, just like the mythical and legendary Nuwa mending the sky, and began to mend the place where the sea of his consciousness was broken.

Not only is it being repaired, but at the same time, it is constantly being strengthened.

The strong force in the dark, after being ejected from the sea of knowledge, seemed to be unwilling, and once again violently launched an attack on Meng Siao's sea of knowledge.

However, this time, wherever this dark force hits, the white light on the "Sage Classic" will shoot to.

This dark force struck hundreds of times in an instant, and changed more than a hundred positions one after another, but they were all blocked by this white light emitted from the "Sage Classic" without any difference.

Finally, the spiritual consciousness in his sea that had become violent because of that impact gradually returned to calm in this situation.

And the transparent villain clones that had just been swept into by the huge waves of spiritual consciousness, after the sea of spiritual consciousness calmed down, they rose up from the sea of spiritual consciousness one by one, still maintaining the gestures that had been engraved before, and the ten thousand transparent villain clones were densely arranged in the sky above the sea of spiritual consciousness, and none of them were extinguished.

The feeling of dizziness and dizziness finally calmed down completely.

Seeing that Die Qingyi seemed to be still in that state of distraction, and did not react, Meng Siao couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

At that moment, it was really the most dangerous one he had encountered since his debut.

The power that directly attacked him in the dark, I really don't know what kind of powerful person exerted it, and it was able to cross the big world and directly act on his sea of knowledge.

If it weren't for the sudden burst of extraordinary power from that "saint classic", I'm afraid, he might not be able to block the blow of this underworld power.

The strength of this force is absolutely unique in his life.

"Is it the power of the powerhouse in the strange cemetery floating in that cosmic void?" he frowned fiercely, and this guess flooded his mind.

This kind of means of being able to directly attack him through the infinite world is definitely something that only a first-class powerhouse in this world can do. And such a strong man, in Meng Siao's memory, there is only one Zhuo Bufan.

A powerful person of this level, he asked himself that with his current cultivation and strength, he was not qualified to offend others.

However, all of a sudden, it is impossible to say that there is no malice in this kind of heavenly means directly used against him.

At that moment, if it weren't for this "sage classic" in his sea of knowledge, he suddenly bloomed with incredible power, guarding his sea of knowledge as solid, I was afraid that the strong rush in the sea of knowledge would come down, and he would be brutally slammed into the sea of knowledge, even if there was a "Great Martial Zun System" to protect his soul, he would not be hurt by this strong force, but this sea of knowledge, I am afraid that it will be turned upside down, I don't know what the consequences will be.

"Descendants of the Spirit King?"

Just as he was frowning and pondering, suddenly, an incomparably ancient voice passed through the colorful light of the "Sage Classic" and entered his sea of consciousness.

Meng Si was taken aback, and subconsciously blurted out, "Who is it?"

"The guardian of the immortal tomb. The old voice replied leisurely.

Immortal mound?!

Meng Siao's brows furrowed again, but in his mind, he had already recalled the hazy scene that his "spiritual seed" sensed before the powerful impact of the darkness entered the sea of knowledge.

The scene was a cemetery grave, desolate, dead and silent, without the slightest breath of life.

Could it be that this small world floating in the void of the universe, composed entirely of cemeteries and burial mounds, is the "immortal tomb"?

"Are you a descendant of the royal family of the Spirit Clan?" and as he frowned and pondered, the ancient, vicissitudes of life voice repeated the question at the beginning.

Meng Siao shook his head: "I'm not. I've heard of the Spirit Clan you're talking about, and I've indeed seen the remnants of that clan. I don't know how my predecessors locked my aura through so many big worlds, but if you can see me, you should know that I can't be a descendant of the spirit race. I am a human being, a person of real flesh and blood, and a completely different life form from those spirits who have no body. ”

"Not a descendant of the Spirit King?" The ancient voice revealed deep confusion and incomprehension, "Not a descendant of the Spirit King, why do you have a spirit artifact on your body?"

An artifact of the Spirit Race?!

Meng Siao was stunned again.

However, this time, without waiting for him to think about it, the ancient voice that had been transmitted to him from outside the Kyushu Xuan Domain, who didn't know how many worlds had passed to him, had already continued to speak: "Oh, I was wrong. The Spirit Clan artifact on your body is just one of the relatively complete fragments. However, even if it is a fragment, as far as I know, it needs the bloodline of the king in the spirit clan to be able to activate it, if you are not a descendant of the spirit king, how can you stimulate the power of this artifact fragment?"

Fragments of the Spirit Artifact -

Meng Siao's stunned moment was not over yet, but when he heard the narration of this ancient voice, he was already stunned for a moment: "On my body, there are fragments of the Spirit Clan's artifact, why don't I know about it?"

This was indeed a question that he didn't understand for a while.

He has the "Great Martial Venerable System", but he has the ability to identify the incomprehensible against the sky, if he really has a fragment of a spirit artifact on his body, there is no reason why he himself will not know.

"You have activated the power of that fragment, and relied on it to block a spiritual impact of mine, why don't you know it yourself?" The ancient voice also revealed a trace of confusion, and then, this trace of confusion, but in an instant, turned into anger, "Still, junior of the spirit clan, you are playing tricks on the old man!"