Fang Junmei stood in the sky, ignoring everyone.

His divine sense, like a spider's web, spreads out, capturing every change in the void and looking for a way out.

......

In the valley below, the figure of Dao Dao looked at him.

Of course, everyone knew what he was going to do, but there was no hope in their hearts, they only looked at it with a sneer, of course, there were also monks, staring at Fang Junmei with complicated expressions, the power of this blow was too fierce.

Among them, including the old man of the Heavenly Sword, as well as the mysterious dream prince of the gods.

As for the elixir elder who had a holiday, his eyes were even more vicious and hateful.

......

After scanning for a while, Fang Jun's brows furrowed, and he didn't find anything unusual at all.

Looking down, he soon saw the two old guys, the Heavenly Sword Old Man and the Dream Chasing Gong, both of whom were seeing them for the first time.

The old man of Tiandao is a majestic old man, with broad shoulders and thick back, white hair, and a straight waist, like an old tiger, with a deep and indifferent look in his eyes.

Zhumenggong is also an old man, of medium stature, looking very ordinary, wearing a navy blue robe, looking without any brilliance, and his gaze is more indifferent than that of the old man of the Heavenly Sword.

According to Murong Qiu, both of them were among the oldest monks here, and they came in very early.

......

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you are still planning to go out, we need to work together to find a way, and I believe there must be a mystery here to get out. ”

Fang Jun's eyebrows were in the sky, and he shouted loudly, his voice mixed with abundant mana, and it went straight into the distance.

When everyone heard this, their expressions were different.

"Boy, we've already thought of all the ways you can think of it, and we can't get out. ”

Someone sighed.

"Brother Bai Dao, it's not good for you to talk like this, give the young people some hope, let them find it slowly, maybe they will really be found by him. ”

Someone said in a weird way, and said: "Little brother, after you find it, remember to call me, but the old man is old, so he won't help you find it." ”

"What if you get out?"

Another said: "It's just from a small cage to a larger cage." ”

......

None of them were interested.

Fang Junmei was also speechless when he heard it, they were all a bunch of monsters.

......

Everyone no longer paid attention to him, and returned to his lair, and even the troubled Dao Lang entered the courtyard, and the temptation of the Bloody Pill Heart Sword was too great for him, and it was too tempting to hook evil thoughts.

Fang Junmei's face turned dark.

swept down, and came to the entrance again, saw that no divine sense swept over, and quietly took out the blood pill heart sword, another sword blasted out, and there was a loud rumbling sound, and the earth trembled violently, but it still did not break the opening.

Two swords consumed sixty percent of his mana.

In desperation, he gave up temporarily and returned to Taiheng Peak.

Bang!

The door slammed shut.

At this moment, Fang Junmei's eyes were shocked, revealing a thoughtful look.

......

"The door opened...... The door is closed...... The door won't open, you can't get in, you can't get out......"

Fang Junmei muttered as if he was a nervous disorder.

"The door can't be opened...... But outside the door...... But he can open ......."

In a pair of eyes, it is getting bigger and brighter.

"Haha-I see, I thought of a possibility to get out!"

He laughed and said a word, and went out again.

......

Bang bang bang –

When he arrived outside the house of Dao Lang in troubled times, he knocked on the door heavily.

"What?"

Dao Lang came out and asked in an obvious impatient tone, his gaze was already a little unfamiliar.

"I thought of a possibility to go out, stop cultivating here, and follow me to the valley where I came in. ”

Fang Junmei said quickly.

"How?"

Dao Lang in the troubled times was also a little excited, although his temperament was evil, but the mind of wanting to go out was exactly the same.

Fang Junmei smiled slightly, and opened and closed the door a few times.

"You see, if this door is closed, if it is one with the world, without any other, we will never know where it is, and we will never be able to get out, but as soon as the door is opened, we will know where it is, and the opportunity to go out will come. ”

After hearing this, his eyes flashed, and he groaned slightly, and said: "Your consciousness is - if someone comes in again, the mysterious door will open, as long as we seize the moment when the door opens, we can get out!"

"That's right, what we're waiting for is the next monk to come in, the moment he comes in!"

Fang Jun nodded heavily.

Of course, the two of them didn't know when the next monk would come in, so they had to defend it!

"Some, go!"

Dao Lang readily agreed.

......

Out of the small courtyard, heading east.

Soon, the two of them entered the mist, reaching the deepest part they could reach, and the outside of their bodies was already full of thick mist, and they were swallowed up after not far from the divine sense.

"This is it, you continue to cultivate, I'll keep an eye on it, if there is anything abnormal, I will call you immediately." ”

Fang Junmei said.

When Dao Lang heard this, his eyes flashed slightly.

You must know that the next cultivator may come in the next moment, it will be ten years and a hundred years later, or a thousand years and thousands of years, Fang Junmei will definitely delay a large part of his cultivation time if he stares at it like this.

"I don't have to think too much, I can still take advantage of this time to think about problems and deduce the way of space. ”

Fang Jun's eyebrows pierced his thoughts.

Dao Lang of the Troubled Times nodded, and he didn't talk nonsense, so he cultivated.

......

One sit, one stand.

Fang Junmei pondered as he stared into the mist ahead.

Suddenly, it is other possibilities to go out, and suddenly it is a new spatial supernatural power, which is destined to be a very boring time.

......

Time flies.

Decade.

Century.

Millennium.

The two of them were covered with thick red snow, like two red snowmen, motionless.

Dao Lang in the troubled times was always in cultivation, while Fang Junmei was always standing, with his eyes open, looking at the mist ahead, as if the most patient hunter was waiting for an opportunity.

In the past thousand years, there seemed to be a few more fights in the valley, and I don't know why, but the two of them ignored it.

......

On this day, still staring, Fang Jun's eyebrows suddenly opened his pupils, and his essence flashed!

"It's coming!"

With a soft drink, it was passed to the Troubled Knife Lang, who opened his eyes violently and looked forward.

I saw that in the fog ahead, there was a vague figure suddenly, walking in the direction of the side of the two.

Whew—

The two of them swept out in the direction of the man together, feeling the anomaly outside the man carefully.

"Who?"

The monk who came in shouted, as if it were an old man, and as soon as he turned around, he swept in other directions.

And Fang Junmei and the others ignored him and continued to look at where this person came from.

In that direction, the fog was billowing in!

But—nothing out of the ordinary.

There are no anomalies.

The two of them looked straight at each other.

In the eyes of Dao Lang in troubled times, there was a layer of gloom, but it flashed.

"Your guess is wrong, the door did open, but it still hasn't been discovered by us, although I don't know if it's natural or artificial, but it's so clever that it's abnormal. ”

Dao Lang said in the troubled times, his voice was a little embarrassed.

Fang Junmei nodded slightly and said, "Let's think of other ways." ”

The disappointment in his heart, compared to Dao Lang in the troubled times, is much stronger, and he has a very strong guilt.

......

The two of them came out of the fog, and immediately saw the monk who had just entered.

Sure enough, it was an old man, dressed in linen clothes, shaped like an old beggar, with a round head and brain, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and the realm of the late stage of the ancestral knot.

"Red Dust Old Beggar" Cao Qiuhe.

When the two of them saw him, they immediately remembered the news they had inquired about in Nafang City when they first came to this place of death, and this old man should be the "Red Dust Old Beggar" Cao Qiuhe, who is a good hand in casual cultivation, and his temperament is both good and evil.

Cao Qiuhe stood in the void, a pair of eyes, staring at the two of them with great vigilance.

"With you two boys, do you want to sneak up on me too?"

Cao Qiuhe said arrogantly.

"Old man, don't talk big, if the two of us are determined to sneak attack you, you will be dead at this moment!"

Dao Lang glanced at him and said more arrogantly.

Cao Qiuhe's old eyebrows raised twice when he heard this, and the anger in his eyes rolled, but he finally suppressed it and asked, "What are those two coming to me for?"

"You'll soon figure it out for yourself. ”

Dao Lang said one more sentence in the troubled times, and he didn't bother to explain to him, and walked towards Taiheng Peak.

Fang Junmei's gaze was also a little gloomy, he also ignored this person, his temperament was also slowly changing, if this Cao Qiuhe continued to talk nonsense, he might even kill this person.

......

Another failed attempt.

After entering his room, Fang Junmei once again fell into deep thought, and did not touch a drop of wine.

Unconsciously, he recalled the experience he had when he entered the first frost world, and all kinds of scenes passed slowly in his mind.

This reflection and recollection is a few days later.

In the end, in Fang Junmei's eyes, the color of thinking became heavier and heavier, and the color of thinking revealed an indescribable complex meaning.

He stood up and went out again.

......

"What's in your mind again? You'd better pray your idea works, or I'll kill you!"

Dao Lang in the troubled times was disturbed again and shouted unhappily.

Fang Junmei knew that he was no wonder, so he smiled and said, "I did come up with something this time, sit down and say." ”

The two sat down.

"According to our previous experience, this world is so weird, the Ten Thousand Worlds Wandering Immortals, there should be a person who guards here, and guards a certain exit. ”

Fang Junmei said first.

"Not necessarily. ”

Dao Lang shook his head and said, "That exit may have been blocked by him with great mana, so there is no need to send someone to guard it." ”

"No, if that's the case, the spatial node we came in before would have no need to exist, and he could have blocked it directly!"

"Maybe he can't block it. ”

"Then why can't we find the spatial node to get out in that dark abyss? ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

Dao Lang in the troubled times became a little impatient.

Fang Jun smiled and said: "I want to say that in this world, there must be an exit out, it must be in a secret place, someone must be guarding it, this exit, it is here in the Ice God Blood Valley." ”