With the thunder of the Dao, the formation started.

Perhaps feeling the counterattack of this group of people, the thunder and lightning are getting stronger and stronger, Tan Weixi looked up and saw a huge figure surging in the black clouds.

The age is here, and Tan Weixi was left behind and a few elderly people are guarding the formation here, on the one hand, maintaining the flow of time outside, and on the other hand, trying to trap that thing inside.

The rest of the people were divided into three teams and went to be strangled. Everyone knows in their hearts that the strength of that black Jiao, I am afraid that if they all fight for their lives together, the chances of winning are very few. Therefore, they can only rely on the heavenly thunder to prevent it from crossing the catastrophe.

This time, the chance of coming back is very small, and everyone's faces are solemn, including Tan Weixi. She watched her brother tell her not to run around, and after touching her head, she resolutely left with the team.

What she didn't know was that at the same time, the remaining few senior brothers were leading countless Xuanmen disciples and supernatural beings to protect the Dharma for them all over China. After receiving the order, they relied on the Huaxia dragon vein to try to cut off Heijiao's Jackie Chan road.

Tan Weixi closed her eyes and sat in place, but there was a strange feeling in her heart, as if she was ...... It was as if something was drawing her in.

As the only person with the ability to "peep into the sky", Tan Weixi knew that snooping too big would cause her backlash, but she had no choice.

In the current environment, this guy can survive the catastrophe without being discovered, and there must be something that can be used as a breakthrough point.

At the moment when she started the hexagram, her consciousness was pulled into another dimension.

She stood still, white and misty, unable to see anything clearly.

Suddenly, the strange feeling from before came to her heart again, and Tan Weixi frowned, not knowing what it was.

Looking around, I suddenly saw a faint yellow light in the white mist, I couldn't see clearly, and I couldn't see anything with my consciousness.

After hesitating for a moment, Tan Weixi raised his feet and walked in that direction.

It felt like it was not far ahead, but she felt like she had been walking for a long time, and the yellow glow was still not far away.

After walking for about ten minutes, the light brightened slightly, and in the white mist, the thing seemed to be struggling inside.

After about ten minutes, Tan Weixi really felt that the thing was getting closer and closer, until it was right in front of him.

Suspended at the height of a person is a bronze mirror, the mirror is worn to the point that nothing can be seen, and the gem on the back is as if it has been covered with a layer of gray without the slightest luster.

A familiar feeling came to his heart, making Tan Weixi uncontrollably raise his hand to touch the mirror.

And it also fell very "meekly" and slowly, until she could reach the height of her raised hand.

The moment Wen Run's fingertips touched the cold mirror, Tan Weixi was suddenly shot out of his space by a burst of power.

There was a flower in front of him, and then there was a sense of weightlessness, and the moment he landed, Tan Weixi staggered back a few steps to see how he could stabilize his figure.

Her pupils slowly focused, and she realized that she was back in real space, and she looked at the old man and old lady sitting all over the ground, and ...... A little kid...... Wait a minute!

She suddenly looked down at herself in horror, me, her, what's the situation! She actually saw herself sitting cross-legged on the ground in the crowd? Or in a third perspective?

Damn, I'm out of my body.