The thirty-third heavenly palace is thirty-three, and the thirty-three heavens.

Ye Xiaodi couldn't remember how many times Xuanyuan Sanfeng repeated this sentence in his ear, and he didn't know how thick the cocoon in his ear was.

"Senior, I really don't know why those people aren't with us! ”

Ye Xiaodi looked at Xuanyuan Sanfeng with a sincere face, and without waiting for him to ask, he reluctantly answered first.

Xuanyuan Sanfeng opened his mouth, and finally just bowed his head stupidly.

The Celestial Realm is very big for everyone, and even though tens of millions of years have passed, unknown regions of the Celestial Realm still abound.

Ye Xiaodi knew what Xuanyuan Sanfeng wanted to say, but he himself was confused and depressed. When the heavenly machine is cut off, it is already the limit of what he can do to send many strong people in the world to ascend to the sky, and after placing it in the sky, where will these people appear, Ye Xiaodie really doesn't know.

"I think it was after the master ascended to heaven, what happened to the path to heaven that he left in Shengxian Village, so there were some deviations after we ascended to heaven. ”

Xuanyuan Sanfeng looked around, and when he spoke, he didn't know whether he was talking to Ye Xiaodi or talking to himself.

Ye Xiaodie pursed his lips and did not answer, because of this sentence, Ye Xiaodie also heard it many times after ascending to the sky.

But soon, Ye Xiaodi heard new content from Xuanyuan Sanfeng's mouth.

"Boy, the battle of the immortals is imminent, and it is not a way to shrink here after all, the old man has decided to break through the chaos again!"

After thinking about it for a while, Xuanyuan Sanfeng finally made a major decision.

Ye Xiaodie looked at Xuanyuan Sanfeng curiously, in the dark, Ye Xiaodie and Xuanyuan Sanfeng had not broken through the chaotic miasma shrouded in the surroundings before, but Rao was as strong as Ye Xiaodi and Xuanyuan Sanfeng, or returned one after another.

"What good ideas did you have?"

Ye Xiaodi asked softly. After all, Xuanyuan Sanfeng was hundreds of years older than himself, and he had seen more scenes than he had eaten, and he was the first to think of a way to leave here, Ye Xiaodie was not surprised at all.

This time, Dengtian Ye Xiaodi and Xuanyuan Sanfeng have been planning for a long time, but they are temporary. It's just that what caught Ye Xiaodie off guard a little was that when he came up again, it was not the scene before, there was no one waiting for the wrong place, and there was no clear sky and scenery, and there was only invisible darkness left around, which made people feel cold to the bone marrow when they touched it.

Ye Xiaodie and Xuanyuan Sanfeng didn't try to leave, but they gave up several times, and even the clothes on Ye Xiaodie's body were burned out of a few holes by the chaotic miasma, but fortunately, Ye Xiaodie was not the master who admitted to the loss, and he just pulled out a canvas and surrounded his body in the chaos of reaching out and missing his fingers, which avoided the embarrassment of not covering his body.

Hearing that Xuanyuan Sanfeng was going to challenge the chaotic miasma, Ye Xiaodi suddenly found that the clothes on Xuanyuan Sanfeng's body were intact when the two of them were together.

"You have your way, and your master has your law! I tested you before just to see your kid's quality, and now I naturally won't use you as cannon fodder anymore, but the old man is not in his heyday now, and he can't protect you. ”

Xuanyuan Sanfeng said indifferently, without apology on his unclear face and tone.

"Before, the two of us were acting together, but this time we went our separate ways. ”

Xuanyuan Sanfeng's voice was extremely soothing, and it was not difficult to hear that for this plan, Xuanyuan Sanfeng himself did not have much confidence in his heart.

"We went against each other from both directions, and then rushed out, and we will have a round in the True Martial Hall in the north, no matter how bad it is, we will rush before the Immortal God War, and go to make a mess!"

Ye Xiaodie was stunned, and he didn't know what Xuanyuan Sanfeng said, he heard a few percent, and now all his thoughts were about Xuanyuan Sanfeng's sentence "not in its heyday". Although it can't be said that he knows the roots, but when he reaches the realm of Ye Xiaodie and Xuanyuan Sanfeng, it is like watching the mountain, although he can't measure how high the mountain is, but he always has a calculation in his heart, and now Xuanyuan Sanfeng has spread a sea of clouds on his own mountain, so that Ye Xiaodie is a little unable to see clearly.

When Ye Xiaodie came back to his senses, Xuanyuan Sanfeng had already drifted away, wrapping the canvas around his body tightly, Ye Xiaodie casually found a direction and bowed his head and walked forward.

Just like what Ye Xiaodi and Xuanyuan Sanfeng encountered before, they didn't go too far, and the miasma in the chaos spread and entangled again, and after a while, the only clothes on Ye Xiaodie's body also turned into ashes.

"Alas!"

Ye Xiaodi sighed softly.

Fortunately, there is no one around, otherwise how many people will have to be killed to extinguish the mouth? Ye Xiaodi thought silently in his heart, his crotch was still cold.

The surrounding poisonous miasma is powerful, although Ye Xiaodi can compete with sword qi, but his clothes cannot. Looking at the canvas that was not damaged for some reason, Ye Xiaodi clenched the hand on the edge of the canvas, tight and tight.

"Who?"

Ye Xiaodi woke up suddenly, and it was still pitch black around him, but the vigilance hanging in his heart would not be wrong.

Turning his steps vigilantly, feeling the changes in the air around him, Ye Xiaodi didn't feel the movement around him for a long time.

After a long time, Ye Xiaodie, who was groping his way forward, could no longer take a step, and even he himself forgot how long he had been standing in place.

It was still dark all around, and Ye Xiaodie's hand was already on the green bamboo sword at his waist. I told myself over and over again in my heart that there was nothing to be afraid of, but Ye Xiaodi could still clearly feel the stiffness of his muscles.

In the dark, Ye Xiaodi saw an eyeball hanging in the air, only one eyeball and nothing else. The picture is a little weird, Ye Xiaodi doesn't know what makes his body so disobedient, but the fact is that one eyeball makes Ye Xiaodie feel difficult to breathe.

His vision began to blur, and Ye Xiaodi felt that his body was falling.

"Huh!"

Ye Xiaodi made his own voice.

The eyeballs hanging in mid-air aroused Ye Xiaodie's instinct, making Ye Xiaodie instinctively want to escape, but Ye Xiaodie didn't run away, not because he didn't want to escape, but because he couldn't move his body at all.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Xiaodi seemed to be a little tired, and his breathing began to become a lot heavier.

The vision is blurred, the breathing is heavy, and the time has not been long, but Ye Xiaodi has indeed forgotten it for a long time, this long-lost sense of oppression.

Still reaching out and not seeing his five fingers, all Ye Xiaodi could feel was the sweat that slid down his cheeks.

Then Ye Xiaodi still didn't dispel the fear that had been buried in his body, but he decided not to think about escaping anymore, but to the eyeball in mid-air, the only light in the darkness.

The eyes were full of black flowers, and Ye Xiaodi only disappeared, but after all, he didn't walk into the eyeball hanging in mid-air, and the whole person fell.