The phantom of the golden bell gradually couldn't support it, and began to wail slightly, and the dragon side also began to feel this talisman treasure. He suddenly decided that he didn't want to lose this superb talisman 'Golden Bell Jar' for the time being, and felt that it was time to use the Xuanjia Pillar, so he took off the black-brown wrench on his middle finger and caressed it carefully. It's a pity that it's gone just after passing through the hand, thinking about the Jindan realm, a feeling of powerlessness comes from nowhere, it's a little too far away!

"Heaven and earth are natural, emptiness is mysterious, and there is something out of nothing, and there is something continuous...... Sacrifice-". The Xuanjia pillar glowed with a faint black-brown light around its body, and slowly floated up and grew rapidly in size, and when it could accommodate a person and stand in front of Long Fang, he quickly crawled in with his clumsy head down. Then he recited the mantra to the side above his head, and suddenly the curved red line carved on the Xuanjia pillar shone brightly, weaving into a dense net wall. In order to prevent the exit under his feet from being sealed, his own cultivation was far lower than the magic weapon and he could not take back the 'Vajra Cover', Long Fang had no choice but to sacrifice another medium-grade rune treasure as a temporary resistance, and a blue golden flower umbrella was stretched open to block the entrance, and at the same time, the golden light flashed in front of him, and the best rune treasure was in his hand.

The big umbrella only lasted for three breaths before it burst into pieces, and a strong force also poured in, tearing and dragging the dragon outward, which had already been expected by him, the 'Shangling Pill' in his mouth had already begun to melt, and a large stream of pure spiritual power rushed towards the eight veins of the Dragon Fang Qi Meridian and the Dantian Qi Sea. Long Fang hurriedly freed up one hand against the inner wall of the Xuanjia Pillar and transferred most of the spiritual power into it, otherwise with his own early realm, there would be a danger of breaking through the meridian dantian.

The Xuanjia Pillar was replenished with a large amount of spiritual power, and the light immediately released outward, and in the sound of the spell, the exit under his feet was also quickly sealed by a barrier intertwined with red threads. Finally, there was no need to worry about the danger brought by the law of tatters for the time being, Long Fang exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and the warm and cool feeling coming from the inner wall of the Xuanjia Pillar made him feel comfortable for a moment. This magic weapon can resist the power of space at the most dangerous moment, and it must be mixed with strange materials with spatial attributes, and only those who refine it know the specific formula. One day, he will be able to refine such magic weapons and even various magic weapons at will, and with a trace of fire in his heart, Long Fang began to close his eyes and recuperate.

In another novel world, it is a noisy and murderous scene. In a certain area, not far from a giant tree hundreds of feet high, two tall aliens dressed in animal skins and surrounded by swarthy bodies were engaged in a fierce battle with a blue-skinned dwarf only two feet tall and pointed ears. Although the two were disparity in height and were two against one, they did not get any favor, but were forced by the blue dwarf step by step, jumping backwards, which made people laugh.

The taller of the skin-bearers held a large machete, and the shorter hands clutched a rough wooden stick with a thick mouth. The two weapons beckoned to the dwarf in turn, but they were held back by two purple-gold, three-foot-diameter rings, which kept swallowing white silk wool, and machetes and sticks were bounced back with a 'bang' sound as if they were hitting cotton. The blue dwarf looked angry, and opened his mouth to spit out a long rope flying knife that swept across the skin-man's legs one after another, and such a humorous scene was naturally formed.

Somewhere thousands of miles away from here was an endless wasteland, covered with rocks, and the grass dotted like psoriasis, with the occasional strange tree, bent by the wind. At this moment, a black dot in the distance in the air swayed and flew rapidly, and at a closer look, it turned out to be a monk, middle-aged and beardless, with a slightly purple face, accessories hanging around his waist, and a snake-shaped cane under his feet, but his face was pale, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood foam, and his left shoulder had been soaked with donated blood. Holding an egg-sized spar in his hand, he was trying his best to absorb the aura, and he put down his cane and swept through the strong wind like an arrow and went straight into the distance.

As soon as its figure disappeared, another black dot swept in from the same direction, and this black dot looked a little creepy. The lion's nose and mouth are blue, his upper body is almost naked, and he is covered with two inches of black hair, and his muscles are strong, and his feet are feet long, and his toes are like hooks on a wide chain shovel. He clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked at the disappeared figure in front of him with a cold sneer, and chased after him faster.

On the top of a thousand-foot-high mountain somewhere in another area, three figures were staring in front of them in silence. More than a dozen zhang in front of him, a large light blue air vortex rotated alone surrounded by eighteen strange runes, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality slowly moved here, and after swallowing the vortex, it spit out completely, forming a wave of Dao Qi rippling outward.

"This is the gate between the various areas?" a bald man with his chest and breasts and his belly engraved with strange symbols turned to the two of them in questioning.

"According to those old fellows, this thing is indeed very similar, but it is not marked on the map, and according to the descriptions in some ancient scrolls, this door still moves from time to time, perhaps because it cannot be marked. One of them, a silver-haired man in a cloth robe, rubbed his hands in response to the bald man.

"Then we don't know what area is on the other side or what dangers are in it, I don't want to be beaten by someone as soon as I show up. Besides, we are in an area that has not been carefully explored, and it has only been a few hours before we have gained a lot, so why take the risk until we are fully prepared. The other fat man with a beard and a bright head, dressed in a wide yellow robe, asked impatiently and impatiently.

For a while, it was difficult for the three of them to unify their opinions, but they didn't dare to part ways, they all wanted to persuade each other to fall to their side, and they kept shouting and shouting.

The silence outside lasted for about an hour, and the 'Xuanjia Pillar' still protected the dragon inside, but the black-brown light it emitted had faded considerably. At the same time, two-thirds of the medicinal power of the 'Upper Spirit Pill' had also been evaporated, and no accidents had occurred except for the sense that it was still speeding forward. Long Fang frowned and was puzzled and impatient, when there was finally a faint sound of wind in his ears.

A quarter of an hour later, the 'Xuanjia Pillar' advanced to a black area, and when the dragon side was shocked and rolled back and forth inside, the divine thoughts he released finally locked on to several 'culprits', and they were surrounded by countless large and small stones. These stones are as large as a room and as small as a ball, exuding a forest chill, dark in appearance and with fine holes, densely scattered and widespread. The 'Xuanjia Pillar' staggered forward in countless collisions, and the dragon side supported his body with his hands and feet, very depressed and annoyed. Fortunately, this perverted thing did not last long, and it came to an abrupt end after a quarter of an hour, and a moment later it was ravaged by the wind, although it was sometimes hit by foreign objects, but it was all tiny and fine.

With the disappearance of the medicinal power of the Shangling Pill, when the Xuanjia Pillar let out a low wail, the Zhongpin Spirit Crystal finally came in handy. But it can only work hard to extend its lifespan, if it is replaced with a low-grade spirit crystal, I am afraid that the Xuanjia Pillar will have already collapsed. Even so, its power is many times better than that of the best rune treasure, and a few more moments of perseverance avoids many dangers and troubles.