In the void.

Turbulence.

Endless void rifts.

The extremely strong turbulence is like the Dao technique that the peak True Xuan is constantly bombarding.

Occasionally, there is a turbulent current that gathers, and it is so strong that it is beyond the scope of the peak true mystery, almost equivalent to the immortal Dao technique, as if it has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, sweeping away the void in the universe.

Even this thousand-foot true dragon, looking at it from a distance, can't help but palpitate.

The true dragon is thousands of feet, extremely strong, with the nine seals of the true Xuan, and the mana is rolling, resisting the void turbulence, but still under the continuous bombardment of the endless turbulence, the mana is not continuous, or the defense is insufficient, and the injury itself has caused the scale armor to fall off a lot.

"It's too far away. ”

Zhuang Ming read this.

At the beginning, from the realm of mountains and seas, breaking the void and looking for a human body, it was not too far away.

But returning to Dongzhou this time made him feel extremely far away.

The location of the incarnation outside the body is only the direction in the dark, but the perception is not clear.

Every void turbulence was no less than the bombardment of the peak True Xuan, and there was even a turbulence comparable to the immortal family's Dao technique, allowing him to avoid it from afar.

Fortunately, he is more powerful than ever before, and he will not use thirty-two dragon guards to find a way out for him.

But even so, there are dangers.

Not to mention those powerful turbulences that are equivalent to the Dao Techniques of the Immortal Family, even these ordinary turbulences, which are only equivalent to the Dao Techniques of the Peak True Xuan, are extremely difficult to resist.

As strong as his senior brother Wen Li, it is impossible to stand still, let the peak true Xuan's Dao technique attack, and bear a Dao technique, even if it is not destroyed, it will be injured, and the continuous void turbulence is an innumerable Dao technique, and for a long time, it is completely impossible to resist.

It's just Zhuang Ming's true dragon body, with a strong physique, far better than the true Xuan's body.

Not to mention all kinds of cultivation and skills, in terms of the strength of his physical body alone, he is almost comparable to the immortal Dao body of the Ding Immortal God, so he can bear it, but he will inevitably be scarred.

Just because he can withstand the peak True Xuan's Dao technique doesn't mean that he won't be injured.

The injury will gradually worsen as it accumulates.

If the time spent wandering in the void is too long, and the injury is getting worse day by day, even if the Immortal God is cast, he is afraid of falling.

This is one of the reasons why after the Casting Ding Immortal God lost his way, he could also fall into the void.

Although Zhuang Ming has a direction, he is not an immortal god after all, and he still has to leave the void as soon as possible.

However, Dongzhou is still far away.

Bang!

That's when it happened.

In the turbulence ahead!

Burst out!

Furious!

The turbulence comparable to the immortal family's Taoism swept away and destroyed all directions.

——

Among the Longwei tribes.

Zhuang Ming was stunned suddenly, and his face changed.

His breath suddenly became weak.

His external incarnation is already as glorious as his real body, and both are lost, especially in terms of breath, there is no difference.

Just like in the fighting method, if you are injured, the phantom cast by the Shangyuan Distraction Mind Technique will also become weak, and it will also carry the same injury as itself.

"How so?"

Zhuang Ming's heart shook.

His true dragon body has fallen into the turbulence of it.

He was incarnated outside of his body, and he continued to weaken.

At this moment, I saw the fairy in white reach out and press it, stabilizing his breath for a moment.

"What's going on?"

"In the void turbulence, a whirlpool-like storm erupted, becoming more and more chaotic, comparable to the immortal Dao technique. Zhuang Ming gasped, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Are you caught up in it?" the white-clothed fairy's tone suddenly became solemn.

"At the edge. Zhuang Ming reluctantly responded.

"The void is turbulent, and there is no trace to be found. The fairy in white paused and said, "Ordinary turbulence, just like the breeze on weekdays, is everywhere, occasionally stronger, but occasionally there will be storm-like turbulence...... The immortals lost in the void are often afraid of such storms. ”

"The more you talk, the deeper you go. Zhuang Ming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Does the fairy have a way?"

"It's not easy. The fairy in white shook his head slightly, sighed and said: "Those guys behind the scenes, although their mana is limited, after all, their vision and knowledge are still there, and more importantly, some of them are even controlling the ancient secret treasures......"

"Is this void turbulence their handiwork?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"It's hard to say. The fairy in white shook her head slightly.

"Then ......" Zhuang Ming gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Can you break the connection between them?"

"If you fall into it, even if you cut off their secret treasure, it will be useless. The fairy in white paused and said, "I gave you a talisman technique, but it may not be useful. ”

——

In the void.

The turbulence is rolling, and the more it rolls, the bigger it gets.

Just like the breeze that is everywhere in the world, when a strong storm comes, the breeze is also swept in, and the power of the storm is strengthened.

But seeing the true dragon struggling in the void, the dragon roared.

In an instant, the body of the true dragon, which was comparable to the Casting Ding Immortal God, was scarred all over, the scale armor was shattered, cutting into the flesh and blood, and the dragon's blood continued to drip down, and was destroyed by the void turbulence.

In the next moment, I saw that the true dragon's aura continued to skyrocket.

The Art of Heart Fire Burning Dao!

Compromise the foundation in exchange for a moment of strength!

"The Protector!"

"Red Rainbow Secret Book!"

"Open!"

But seeing the outside of the real dragon's body, the seals of the nine true mysteries merged, vaguely forming a book, mysterious and unpredictable, and it was difficult to determine the virtual and the real.

Endless turbulence, bombarding the books.

But the light of the books flickered, but the turbulence was discharged.

Zhuang Ming only felt that in an instant, he was much more relaxed.

Yet he was still on the edge of the storm, pulled in the direction of the center.

——

Foggy seas.

Forbidden land.

But I saw a man, walking on a desert island.

If Zhuang Ming is here, he can recognize this person, he is the original ruler of the Great Chu Dynasty in the Dongyuan Realm, the former King of Cang!

"Meet the Master. ”

King Cang came to the cave of the desert island, bowed down, and said: "The Great Chu Dynasty, tens of millions of troops, under the personal leadership of Emperor Chu, will attack Jusheng Mountain, and in about six hours, you can enter the sea of blood. ”

In the cave of the desert island, an old and illusory voice came, gasping: "Jusheng Mountain can't stop it. ”

King Cang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a stunned thought.

And the ancient existence in it only sighed: "The son of Nan Ling, he appeared too early, even if the Taoist friends who didn't want to kill him before, they also had the idea of making an early move, and now everywhere in all directions, there are faint traces of breaking the void, and there are many immortal treasures that have entered it......"

King Cang frowned and said, "What does this mean?"

The ancient being responded: "It means that with this heaven and earth as the center, there are many secret treasures buried in the surrounding voids, once the son of the Southern Spirit breaks through the void turbulence and returns to the location of Dongzhou, it will be easy to touch the secret treasures they have buried and cause the storm in the void...... Even if it is the immortal god who casts the ding, he can't resist it. ”

When King Cang heard this, he was even more surprised.

The ancient being spoke up: "Son of the Southern Spirit, it will be destroyed, without the return of this true dragon, the Gathering Holy Mountain will undoubtedly perish, you can withdraw from all the original arrangements." ”

——

And within the void.

The storm is endless.

The real dragon was scarred.

Outside the body, the red rainbow book is also full of cracks.

However, just when the real dragon was in danger.

But in the center of the storm, a ray of light appeared.

It was like a gaze.

It's like a mirror.

The glow was cold and stinging.

"It's ......"

The true dragon's gaze suddenly froze, and he suddenly poked out his claws.

Under its claws, something flies out!

It's the hardest thing it has in its hands today!

A stone that carries the last life of Zuo Yuan Dishi!

Bang!

The stone sank into the center of the light!

Immediately, in the void, in the vast universe, it seemed to fall silent, and time slowed down!