Ninety-Seven: The Broken Realm
The furious Sea Clan naturally would not let go of these monks who were stirring up the situation, and turned into a retreat to chase and kill these monks.
And the Brute Fire Bull Cultivator who had identified Master Jin and Yi early on, as well as those Sea Clans, of course, would not be relentless.
Inside the spatial crack, Chu Tian held Feng Ling'er's small hand tightly, so as not to separate the two after walking out of the spatial crack.
The space around them is passing rapidly, and they don't even have the concept of time, and after entering the spatial crack, the two of them only feel dizzy, and they may be shuttling in space for a moment, maybe for many years, but they don't have any perception of time and space.
When the two of them opened their eyes, they were in an inexplicably hot world.
This was definitely not the world of the monk that the two of them were familiar with, because more than half of the sun hanging high in the sky was gray, very similar to the gray mist that had always filled the corpse swamp.
And the little red left in the sun is only a sickly fiery red, as if it has been attacked by the gray above, and it is exactly what it is.
The power of the sun is gradually weakening, and the fiery red color is becoming less and less under the invasion of gray.
Looking underneath, there was desolation. Everywhere you look, there are traces of fiery red rocks and gray everywhere, as if there are only two colors in this world.
For example, at the foot of the land, this land was only the size of an island, and most of the other places were filled with gray except for the area composed of fiery red rocks where Chu Tian and the others were.
The land beneath his feet seemed to have been torn away from a larger piece of land with ash air, and a straight and slender gray fracture was made at the crack in the land.
Chu Tian and the two stepped over the gray rocks that would crack when they stepped on them, and looked under the fracture, this land was like a bottomless abyss, with black holes and holes, and from time to time there were black rays floating in the two of them.
The power of this kind of black mang, the two of them have also seen it, and as long as a small bunch can make a monk at least in the Jindan stage die and die, it is not insignificant.
The two of them raised their heads, and they both saw the look of horror in each other's eyes, and Feng Ling'er held Chu Tian's hand even tighter, in this unknown realm, only in each other could they find a trace of security, even if it was just a small comfort.
Chu Tian was also holding Feng Ling'er's little hand tightly, and in this kind of place, he needed to think calmly in order to find a way out.
At first, the two of them just felt a little uncomfortable when they first arrived in this realm, and felt that something was missing, and when the two of them walked around this island-like land, they found something that made the two of them uneasy, this realm did not have the slightest aura, except for the gray place like dead air, there was only a fiery red rock, and a sick sun in the sky.
There was originally a volcano on this small island, but it had long since lost its effect, and the magma that should have been extremely hot had been extracted from the vitality of something, and had long since condensed on the ground into a dead gray.
If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had already reached the foundation building stage and didn't need to breathe air like mortals, the existence of no air here alone would have killed the two of them.
However, the lack of aura means that the two of them cannot rely on the aura here to make any breakthroughs in their own realm, and the aura required by the body on weekdays to meet the most basic aura of Bigu and normal activities can only rely on the spirit stones in the storage bag.
The gradually rising temperature in the air also made the two of them need to consume more mana to use their body protection true qi to prevent themselves from turning into roasted prawns, and as this situation continued, the two of them would soon face the dilemma of lack of spiritual energy, and Chu Tian soon thought of this layer.
Chu Tian immediately withdrew his own body protection true qi, although it was a little hot here, but with Chu Tian's body, it could still resist such a temperature, but it felt a little worse.
Feng Ling'er is different, if there is no mana support, she will not be able to die for a while.
After instructing Feng Ling'er not to learn to remove the true qi of the body protection to save mana, and asked Feng Ling'er to take out the spirit stone to restore the mana, Chu Tian turned around the land twice alone.
After determining that there was no way out and no life, Chu Tian said to Feng Ling'er with a heavy face: "If we stay here, we will die sooner or later, it seems that we can only find another way, I hope to find a piece of land with spiritual energy to make plans." ”
"Well, I'll follow you. Feng Ling'er's delicate voice sounded, and these few words proved that Feng Ling'er was full of trust in Chu Tian's decision.
Chu Tian and Feng Ling'er observed the black mangs at the crack of this land for a long time, and found that the further down the black mangs became, the denser they became, and the parallel black mangs on the land were almost impossible to see.
Of course, for the sake of safety, Chu Tian still released his divine sense, shared a flying sword with Feng Ling'er, chose a direction to leave this land, and took off.
It's not that Chu Tian didn't ask the old man of the wind god what this place is, but unfortunately the old man of the wind god has a dull gaze, and he doesn't know what to ask, and he has to ask Chu Tian and Feng Ling'er questions in turn, it seems that it is not a wise move to find the old man of the wind god at this time.
Let the old man of the Wind God return to the Wind God Sword, Chu Tian concentrated on the Wind God Sword to fly in this vast and boundless space, and it took three days to fly.
During this period, Chu Tian and Feng Ling'er had been to several pieces of land of different sizes, the largest was only twice the size of the two of them at the beginning, and the small one was less than half of a medium-sized city, and it still couldn't absorb any spiritual energy.
On this day, Chu Tian sucked up the spiritual energy in a low-grade spirit stone again, and this originally full spirit stone turned into powder under the draining of the spiritual energy, and scattered in the darkness under the feet of the two of them, Chu Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This is the place where those monks think that it contains treasure elixirs, for this place without a trace of spiritual energy, they want to die or live, and finally desperately enter here to die!"
"We're here just to survive, and they're greedy for it. Feng Ling'er sighed and replied to Chu Tian.
"It's all the same, and it's inevitable that you will die in the end. Chu Tian couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Feng Ling'er behind her saw Chu Tian's dejected appearance, her jade fingers lightly grasped a piece of meat on Chu Tian's waist and twisted it hard, "Don't let you say such negative things, even if you die, you can't die here, even if it's for me!"
Feeling the sensitivity of Feng Ling'er's heart behind him, Chu Tian's heart was touched at once, turned his head, stared at Feng Ling'er with water in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Fool, I said that as long as I am here, no one can hurt you, how can you be willing to die so easily!
Feeling the warmth in Chu Tian's chest, Feng Ling'er sighed softly, leaning on Chu Tian's arms and not speaking.
The two of them turned into a cyan light and flew in this dead and silent world.