"What kind of person is so unashamed?" A cold aura suddenly enveloped everyone, and with the sound full of unruly aura from far and near, everyone trembled in horror and did not dare to speak.

A moment later, the Divine Camel appeared in front of everyone out of thin air, and it was clear that what he had just said was what he had just said.

Seeing this, Zishan and the others immediately bowed down, "The Great Elder of the Zique Sword Sect, Zishan led all the juniors and disciples to meet the Elder Divine Camel. ”

Elder Divine Camel didn't look at Zishan and the others at all, and asked casually, "What about that kid named Qingchen?"

"It's dead. "Purple Mountain Road.

"Dead, where, and how?" said Elder Divine Camel in surprise.

"Right here. Zishan and the others didn't dare to get up, "I was blown into ashes by the five of us." ”

"Is it really dead?, why didn't I sense it?" Elder Divine Camel showed a look of suspicion, and then his right hand began to quickly calculate, and after a long time, he smiled, "This time you have killed the traitor, you have merit, after returning to the sect, I will explain the situation and give you a reward." ”

After speaking, without waiting for everyone to thank him, he left directly.

Zishan and others were overjoyed, and they had to pay homage again.

Besides, Shang Qingrou and the others, after the teleportation ended, destroyed the teleportation array as soon as possible, blocking the connection between the two teleportation arrays, so that it was impossible for the enemy to find out the teleportation place of themselves and the others, let alone chase them through this teleportation array.

Although everyone was safe for the time being, sorrow sprouted in everyone's hearts.

Especially Shang Qingrou, when she saw the ending of her son turning into ashes at the last moment, she thought of death and the reunion of a family of three in another world.

But after the transfer was successful, Shang Qingrou hesitated, "Although my son is gone, my wish has not been fulfilled......"

In the end, for the sake of her son's wishes, Shang Qingrou planned to live.

She deeply understands that Qingchen's sacrifice is for everyone's current "rebirth", if she dies, everyone will definitely bear a greater psychological burden and pressure, maybe they will have to commit suicide with themselves, and her son's sacrifice will be meaningless.

Speaking of Qingchen, since the explosion, he has fallen into a deep stupor.

In fact, it is not so much a coma as a "fake death", because Qingchen really felt the atrophy of his life caused by the depletion of his spiritual power and physical body, and thought that he would definitely die, so he did not have the consciousness of waking up.

But how could Qing Chen, who had the Dao seed in his body, die?! So he woke up after all, but the process was relatively long and tortuous.

"Where is this? How am I here?"

Qingchen, who woke up naturally, sat on the ground, constantly banging his groggy head with his hands, looking at the blood stains on his body and clothes that had not yet dried and was very puzzled, "Am I not dead?"

I tried hard to recall the past, but I couldn't remember anything, and my head hurt even more, so I had to give up for the time being.

I wanted to stand up, but I found that I was weak, like a mortal who was unable to move at the beginning of a serious illness, so Qingchen was not depressed.

"Where the hell is this? I'm not going to be wasted, am I?"

Can't think, can't get up, Qingchen has to choose to sit there and check the situation around him.

Only then did I find that I was sitting on a clearing with a length and width of about 10,000 feet, and when I looked up, the top of my head was not a starry sky, but the same gray as the surroundings

In the mist and psychedelia, sometimes white, sometimes colorful, it is also about 10,000 feet away from the top of the head and under the feet.

What does it mean to be "foggy?" In Qingchen's opinion, in addition to the independent space where he was located, which was thousands of feet long, wide and high, the surroundings and the top of his head were filled with a vague but thrilling mist.

Different from ordinary fog, this kind of fog is not transformed by water attribute elements, but more like a natural appearance, in which not only metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, electricity and other elements flash, but also black and white, fish tail connected to the origin of the qi appeared.

Even a rookie cultivator like Qing Chen could immediately feel that the mist itself contained unimaginable huge energy, as if it could transform heaven and earth, open up yin and yang, and give birth to all things.

But it would be a mistake to think that these are the whole of the "fog".

Because the elements of the eight attributes are not only connected to the black and white origin qi, but also are integrated and mutually beneficial, you have me, I have you, and they combine to form a more profound and original mystical qi.

This kind of qi gives people a strong attraction, like the feeling that children feel when they see their parents who have not seen each other for a long time.

Moreover, no matter how hard Qingchen tried, he couldn't see what was going on inside.

You must know that with Qingchen's cultivation, even at night, you can see ants on the ground three kilometers away with your eyesight alone, and the so-called seeing things in the air in the mortal world is a piece of cake, but you can't see through these fogs at all, and your mind will have a headache when you move.

"What's going on, why am I attracted by the fog around me?"

Qing Chen suddenly realized, "Isn't it in the Blurry Domain, but although the fog in the Blur Realm is vicious, it is also ordinary, where is the fog here so weird and profound! I even have a feeling that the fog here can create all things in the universe." ”

"And this land, it's not just plain land. ”

Qingchen suddenly remembered the land under his seat, and thought as he touched it, "It's like soil, it's like earth, it's more like a peerless treasure of heaven and earth, what kind of place is this?"

What is psychedelia? It refers to the fog around and overhead, whether it is color, shape, density, etc., which is constantly changing.

Sometimes it conjures up all kinds of monsters, sometimes it conjures up all kinds of life, and then it is like a giant tree in the sky, a mountain like jade, a bright starry sky, and a deep black hole...... Wait a minute.

Everything that can be thought of and what is not imagined will appear, constantly alternating, and extremely realistic, Qingchen is dizzying to see, and there is even a feeling that these unseen things are not illusions but real in a specific time and space.

"I don't know if these illusionary monsters are real, and if they are lethal!" Looking at the ever-changing illusions, Qing Chen suddenly had such a thought.

The so-called "born from the heart", just after Qingchen's idea was generated, two strange monsters suddenly appeared in the mist, and they fought-for-tat.

Not to mention how subtle their spells were, the murderous aura alone made Qing Chen, who was in deep thought, suddenly suppressed, and only woke up after a while.

"Youkai, eat me with a sword!"

Qing Chen, who hurriedly got up to resist but fell to the ground like "fate", sighed again at the magic of this place, "This murderous aura is so strong, I have only seen it in my life, is there anything stronger than this murderous aura in the world?"

As soon as the words fell, a stream

A stronger murderous aura shrouded Qing Chen's body.

I saw a lonely peak and a distant mountain, there was a blood-soaked depressed figure walking forward smoothly and firmly, with a sword in his hand, the tip of the sword was still dripping blood, and he faced countless enemies and monsters, but none of them dared to step forward, but they were all retreating.

That kind of murderous aura that is better than sound is simply incomparable!

"What's going on? Why is the illusion turning with my mind, can you know what I think? What kind of world is this? Why does it seem to be chaotic, but in fact there are strange details everywhere?"

Qing Chen naturally began to distinguish the environment and look for flaws, "It is impossible for the illusion realm to probe my inner thoughts, there must be a person with advanced cultivation nearby, but what is his purpose? It seems that there should be no killing intent towards me!"

"And the world itself, weird and mysterious, I have never seen it, it seems to contain the truth of the Dao, and the Taoist book is compatible, but it can't be grasped and touched, it seems to be far and near, neither virtual nor real, it really makes people anxious. ”

"Oops, my cultivation hasn't recovered yet, especially my divine sense, I can't think like this, oops, my head hurts again......",

Qingchen tapped his head and said to himself, "Alas, it's already a blessing that I didn't die this time, but the injury is so serious, and I'm in this place where birds don't, I'm afraid it's difficult to heal for a while." ”

"I can only try to meditate to recover a few points of cultivation first, and then go out to find an opportunity to cure them, and then go to find my father and mother. I don't know what happened to them now. ”

Thinking of this, Qingchen began to meditate and recover.

The so-called happiness does not know how time passes, and it is mainly about inner concentration.

The same is true for Qingchen, when he woke up, after calculation, a month had passed.

"Strange! Strange! It's been a month, and I'm not hungry!"

Qingchen touched his stomach and laughed at himself, then got up and began to look around, but suddenly discovered, "Hey, my mana has recovered! My physical body is all right! There is no sequelae! No, it seems that my cultivation has become more refined." ”

In order to test his judgment, Qing Chen meditated and looked inward again, only to find a result that he couldn't even believe.

I saw that there was a mixed-color air flow in his sea of qi, which was very similar to the mist around him and overhead, but it appeared more pure, clear, and primitive.

This air flow did not seem to be strong, only a single beam, but it was located in the center of the qi sea like a king, and all the other spiritual currents were prostrate at its feet like a courtier.

Moreover, since discovering this mixed color airflow, Qingchen did not feel any discomfort.

On the contrary, he felt as if his mana cultivation and physical body had been refined, becoming more refined and powerful.

In particular, the Transformation Spirit Root seemed to complement this mixed-color airflow, making the effect of the original pure spiritual power many times stronger.

In short, even if he relies solely on mana now, Qingchen has the confidence to make a draw with Zishan.

"What the hell is this mixed air current? How can it be in my body? How can it be similar to the air flow around this space?"

Qing Chen asked three questions in a row, "It's just that this mixed color airflow is obviously more original and pure, as if it contains the supreme power of the Great Dao and the status of the king." Could it be that my cultivation is related to this air flow?"