As soon as the little sandman left the center of the formation, the earth space directly collapsed.

A fierce wind blew out of the dark cracks, and the corpse of the monster rushed up under the sweep of the wind.

A yellow shield appeared, and although the wind came fiercely, it was trapped in it and could not break out of the seal.

Zi Ling quickly pinched a few spiritual tricks with both hands, the array disc and array flag lit up, and the phantom of the spiral turtle transformed by the formation raised his claws and pressed it.

The corpse of the monster that was blown up by the wind was directly shattered with a bang and turned into a blood mist.

The energy that rushed out of the spatial crack was also slowly pressed down.

A dark spatial crack appeared below the mountain peak.

Purple Spirit jumped up on the back of the whirling turtle and looked down.

I saw that this spatial rift seemed to be being torn apart by some kind of force and getting bigger.

Zi Ling squinted his eyes for a while, then tentatively released a distraction and flew towards the spatial crack.

As a result, this distraction was just close to the spatial rift when it was torn apart by a violent force.

The distraction was extinguished, and the purple spirit snorted, not daring to release the distraction thought easily, trying to check the situation in the spatial crack.

Looking at the size of this spatial crack, the seal repair formation arranged by the previous inspection does not seem to have a great effect.

Not to mention repairing, even a complete seal is a delusion.

If it could really be sealed, then these two demons would not have appeared in the earth space just now.

Zi Ling stared at the spatial crack for a while, and then pinched the trick and let the mountain peak close.

"Hidden"

The array disk and array flag flashed and disappeared on the mountain peak, and the phantom of the whirling turtle in mid-air also disappeared into the mountain peak.

Zi Ling felt that this seal alone was not safe, and arranged a talisman array on the mountain peak.

Twelve spirit runes, each of which sealed a piece of her distraction and law supernatural power.

If the seal here was broken, or if there were extraterritorial beings coming through the spatial crack, she would be the first to know and rush over.

Now that the spatial rift has appeared, it is almost impossible to completely seal it.

Unless the Heaven Covering Formation can be repaired, these spatial cracks can only be temporarily sealed.

The ancestral temple and the people on the floating island have been repairing for tens of thousands of years, but they have not been repaired.

Zi Ling felt that most of the hope was not great.

Instead of pinning your hopes on other people, you should try to strengthen yourself and prepare for the worst.

After arranging the sealing formation and rune array, Zi Ling stayed here for another three days, and saw that there was no problem with the seal, and no monsters ran out through the spatial crack, so he took the little sandman out of the seabed.

It is estimated that the previous two monsters just happened to fall into the spatial rift......

*

Not long after Zi Ling left, a black vertical eye suddenly appeared at the bottom of the sea.

The dark eyes looked at the peak of the Spiral Turtle Mountain, and just wanted to rush over, but suddenly stopped.

He was now left with only a remnant of soul, and he couldn't act impulsively, and the desolate man hadn't gone far yet, and he couldn't alarm people.

lest she fall back and destroy him.

Besides, with his current strength, there is no way to break this seal.

Don't act impulsively.

Unexpectedly, he was so unlucky, and finally found a spatial crack and came to the original realm of the desolate, where there were actually people guarding it.

Fortunately, before he came over, he had already let people inform the Demon Lord.

Thinking of its minced body, the demon soul was so angry that it wanted to kill even if it was hiding from his vertical eyes.

Wait, when His Royal Highness the Demon Lord comes with the army of their demon clan, this vast world will be theirs.

These warriors of the desolate tribe will be their blood food.

Thinking of the taste of the desolate spirit's body, the demon soul showed a coveted expression.

Hey, hey, he's now in the Wild Clan's Primordial Realm.

There was a lot of blood food here, and there were countless spirits, and he only had to give up one body......

*

Zi Ling didn't know that he had also let go of a cunning demon soul.

She still has too few opportunities to fight with the demons, and she doesn't know many of the demons' magical powers.

Inexperienced, so that I was deceived by the other party.

After Zi Ling returned to Falling Eagle Island, according to the usual practice, she still summoned Langyue Lianxi over and asked about the things on the island during her absence.

"The strange beasts on the island are very peaceful, and there is a small spiritual vein on the island where the Black Iron Tribe found the ore vein.

I have already asked people to plant spiritual fruits, and it is estimated that in another two or three years, there will be a harvest.

The spirit fruits grown on Falling Eagle Island were all sent to the Ganquan tribe to be brewed into spirit wine.

Oh yes, the Ganquan tribe still sent ten jars of Ganquan wine to you. ”

Langyue Lianxi said, and took ten jars of Ganquan wine from the space bag.

"Thank you, you have worked hard this year, you can keep these five jars and drink them yourself. ”

Zi Ling received five altars, and the remaining five altars were given to Langyue Lianxi.

Although this island was occupied by her, the usual management was still thanks to Langyue Lianxi.

However, the patriarch of the Ganquan tribe is indeed quite good at being a man.

Over the years, in addition to the spirit wine that should be given to Qingyan every year, a batch of wine will be sent to her.

Zi Ling likes to drink, and when they send it over, she naturally won't refuse.

After Langyue Lianxi left, Zi Ling caught a strange beast and flew around the island.

Under the management of Langyue Lianxi, Falling Eagle Island has developed quite well.

Warriors train in safe areas, and as long as they don't break into the lair of alien beasts, and be careful, there are usually few casualties.

Of course, you know that it is the lair of foreign beasts, and you are still greedy, and you deserve to be bitten to death.

The little monkey and the black emperor all went out hunting with Jiu Jiu and the Eagle King.

After Zi Ling returned, he took the sleeping little whirling turtle and the little sandman to retreat and began to cultivate.

In three years, the main body will leave the ancestral temple and go to the floating island.

Now, she has found the earth-based spiritual object, hoping that before the body leaves the ancestral temple, she can comprehend the earth-based law supernatural powers.

Even if it doesn't work, at least comprehend the laws of the earth system.

*

Hongyuan County, no, it should be called Yuquan County now.

Bud looked at the streets where people came and went, and sighed: "This is what the county town should look like, the Yuquan tribe is better at managing than the Hongyuan tribe." ”

What they came here to experience back then seems to have happened yesterday.

At that time, they were all young, and they were still following behind Sister A, and it was the first time they saw such a majestic city, saying that they were not nervous or envious, it was all a lie.

Now, when they came to the city again, the feeling of awe that made them feel was gone.

They will also subconsciously compare this city with Qingyan Tianjiao City.

"It's not as good as Qingyan Tianjiao City, and there are not as many soldiers here as we are in Qingyan Tianjiao City.

The food here is not as delicious as our Qingyan Restaurant. ”

No matter how Ye looks, Yuquan County is not as good as their Qingyan Tianjiao City.