When he also floated to this position, Kacha took a moment.

It was as if from one space to another, and it was extremely hot, without suspense, with golden flames coming out of his body, and his clothes were burned to the ground.

The black promise token Qiankun bag with silver trim fell from his arms.

And his own figure was slowly approaching the puddle of juice. In Han Xiaochuan's gaze of infinite fear, it melted into the puddle of juice.

Han Xiaochuan suddenly smelled a fishy smell of egg whites. Is this human soup? Or egg whites?

Immediately afterwards, the power of space within the dantian suddenly revealed out of the body and wrapped the whole body. In any case, it is necessary to die for a while. This way of dying is simply too embarrassing for Nima.

A miracle appeared, with this body protection element light, he didn't feel any discomfort, there was no high temperature to burn him into juice, and the energy that melted people was completely isolated from the body by the power of space.

Han Xiaochuan is overjoyed, no matter how he dies, it is better than turning into egg white. But the next scene made Han Xiaochuan and the second monk puzzled.

A huge ball of egg white wrapped around him, silently approaching the Yuan pattern of the years.

And I clearly saw a thin line glowing with golden light, densely floating in front of me, criss-crossed.

Even the energy flowing in the golden thread can be seen very clearly.

"Is this the mysterious and infinite pattern of the Yuan pattern of the years? It's amazing."

An even more strange thing happened, the Yuan Pattern of the years, which seemed to be at the peak of the Zhenwen Realm, penetrated into it like an invisible thing in front of the egg white.

The dense oval thing that was like a golden thread was like a big supplement, and the light suddenly bloomed, and those golden lines seemed to be a little brighter.

Three Qiankun bags, plus a transparent flying boat, were suspended in the space shrouded in golden light, and there was nothing else.

The moment he entered the Yuan Pattern, Han Xiaochuan was surprised to feel that the passage of time was increasing rapidly, and his skin was aging rapidly. I don't know how many times faster than in an upside-down cloud.

If it goes on like this, it is estimated that in half an hour, it will have passed the eighty years of life and begin to meet the natural aging and death.

Even if the monk's longevity is stronger than that of ordinary people, at most he will still have to die after the age of 100, unless he breaks through the Nawen period to the cultivation realm, his longevity will increase by a hundred years.

This is a ridiculous thing for good Nima!

This time Yuan pattern, the outside is time lag, the inside is time acceleration, one positive and one negative, what a ridiculous thing?

Han Xiaochuan was immediately surprised to find that on the inner wall of this Yuan pattern, there was a brilliant silver light.

Countless criss-crossing silver line symbols are densely intertwined. Isn't that the symbol that you have seen in the upside-down cloud that can speed up time?

The most amazing thing is that the inside of this Yuan pattern space is in the form of the juice of the sticky lake. This space is so big, it seems to be a strange feeling that is bigger than the cosmic firmament.

But in the center, I could clearly see a large orange mass, exactly the same color as the upside-down cloud.

The difference is that something seems to have gone wrong with this upside-down cloud. It was full of broken and colorful thin threads, criss-crossed, and the wisps were completely unformed, densely covering this dilapidated space.

"My child ......"

Han Xiaochuan heard the sound that sounded like coming from above the Nine Heavens again, and it struck on his soul.

The voice seemed to have some kind of hypnotic power, and Han Xiaochuan's consciousness began to become confused.

He tried to keep his clarity clear, but it was useless, the sticky juice wrapped around him, and it seemed to be flying towards the broken orange thing.

The inside of the one-zhang sized Yuan pattern of the years, as if it had been flying for a few days and nights, finally stopped.

It looks dilapidated on the outside, but it is dimly felt that this is a chaotic space full of colors.

Although Han Xiaochuan was in chaos at the moment, he had been surprised by the transparent juice

Why does it smell like eggs?

And the space I'm in now, no matter how you look at it, looks like an egg yolk.

It's like an egg! The orange broken thing is the egg yolk, this egg yolk, it should be broken, but what kind of egg is this?

At this moment, the whole strange space changed greatly, and the broken thin lines in the egg yolk came into contact with the egg white.

It seems that after eating a great tonic, I have a little vitality, and it slowly seeps into the egg white.

It pierced the skin and entered the body. Densely wrapped around him.

Han Xiaochuan didn't feel any pain at all, but felt that his body was constantly getting stronger, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

I didn't know what was going on, there was only a hazy yellow in front of me, and my heartbeat at this time was like thunder.

The body is still deformed, the head has become a bare bird head, and behind it, two fleshy wings have grown, and the feet have become strange bird claws with only three toes.

This process is extremely slow, and it seems to take years to complete gradually.

In the entire colorful space, bloodshot as thick as a finger appeared, wrapping the orange ball in the core.

Almost at this moment, the golden light of the years and patterns suddenly shone inwardly, and the energy flowing in the golden filament quickly disappeared.

It turned into a golden-gray object engraved with countless patterns. It's like an egg, covered with mysterious patterns.

The moment the golden light disappeared, the pillar of clouds at the eyes of the belly muscles suddenly retracted under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes. This force was so strong that the basin trembled violently.

From the moment the cloud pillar rushed out of the belly muscle eye to the current retraction, it was only about thirty breaths, but Han Xiaochuan had passed several years.

And consciousness is always confused, like a dream. I don't know how long it has been.

Han Xiaochuan completely turned into a black-skinned chicken without feathers, and that appearance was no different from the one he saw when he was delivered at the Taoist temple, when he saw the golden armor god escorted to reincarnate.

When the black chicken was fully formed, the sky was suddenly full of wind and clouds.

Countless black and oppressive dark clouds converged from all directions to the sky above the belly muscles, and the entire Mother Earth basin suddenly turned from day to night.

The more than 100,000 experienced disciples inside, including the Nine Great Immortal Sects and all the cultivators, looked at the dark sky in horror.

In the dark clouds, there is a powerful and terrifying energy gathering, this energy, as long as it leaks a trace, can crack a great monk of the Melting Pattern Realm, and even the Perfection Pattern Realm, into nothingness!

Layers of dark clouds, after a burst of tumbling. A silver bolt of lightning streaked across the sky!

Thundered!

Thunder exploded, and countless thick bolts of lightning were like silver snakes dancing wildly.

Just as the lightning streaked across the sky, a silver pattern that was so complex that people couldn't understand it suddenly emerged from the dark clouds.

The sky is covered with tens of thousands of miles. A force of power that can destroy the entire Yanshang world has descended

"This is the Thunderbolt Element!"