Pangu opened the world and broke the endless Hongmeng into a desolate land, but not all the Hongmeng space was broken, thirty-three days later, on the Lei Huogang layer, there was still a Hongmeng space.

In this Hongmeng, there is an endless amount of chaotic aura, this chaotic aura is not trivial, even if the immortal path is cultivated, the immortals who have just entered the fairyland will be crushed by this chaotic aura, only the immortals who condense the golden body and enter the realm of the golden immortal can resist it with the help of innate magic weapons, and only the Da Luo Jin Immortal and the great witch of the same realm and the great sage of the demon clan can shuttle freely in the chaotic aura.

This Hongmeng space is almost endless, and it is many times wider than the desolate land, and even the great supernatural powers of the desolate world at this time can't know everything, maybe only Hongjun Dao people can know it.

Suddenly, at the junction of Hongmeng Space and the Ninety Thousand Zhang Thunder and Fire Gang Layer on this day, a colorful light flashed, like a streamer breaking through the lake and appearing in Hongmeng space.

It was Kong Xuan and Zhang Ling, their remaining road was smooth, and they did not encounter too perverted existence in the Gangfeng layer, although the 30,000 zhang Gangfeng layer caused them some small troubles, but they passed through steadily.

Entering the Hongmeng space, there are wisps of chaotic aura approaching them, and this chaotic aura is not deliberately aimed at them, but if there is no outermost layer of innate five elements aura cover protection, a little wisp of it, it is not a small trouble.

"Brother, this Hongmeng space is so big, I don't know where Zixiao Palace is?" Kong Xuan's eyes were clear, with colorful light shining, and he glanced around, obviously he had already exerted his innate five elements divine powers, and after a long time, he shook his head lightly and said helplessly to Zhang Ling.

This Hongmeng space is too vast and vast, even if Kong Xuan spreads his wings at a speed of 80,000 miles, he may not be able to walk through this Hongmeng space for thousands of years, how can he find Zixiao Palace in less than a day or two?

The stubborn stone trembled slightly, Zhang Ling was also helpless, although Hongjun Daoist told Honghuang that the creatures of Hongmeng would preach in Hongmeng Zixiao Palace, but they did not tell everyone the location of Zixiao Palace, obviously it is a fateful law, if it is a fateful person in Hongjun Dao's mouth, Zixiao Palace is in front of him, but if it is not a fateful person, even if the Hongmeng space is dug three feet into the ground, and swept inch by inch, it is estimated that Zixiao Palace will not be seen.

The Seven Apertures of the Stubborn Stone exhaled a trace of chaotic aura, Zhang Ling said: "Let's take a walk in this Hongmeng space first, since we have all arrived at the Hongmeng space, we should also belong to the destined people in the mouth of the saint, the saint can't let us run empty." Zhang Ling could only comfort himself, and said without confidence in his heart.

"That's all there is to it. Kong Xuan cried, and the red crown was high, which was to set off and spread his wings and fly.

This time, Yiniao and Yishi were not in a hurry, so Kong Xuan did not use all his strength, but took it slowly.

In this Hongmeng space, there is an almost endless chaotic aura, which is the origin of the aura of all things between heaven and earth, and the chaotic aura evolves into innate aura, and the innate aura is transformed into acquired aura.

The level of chaotic aura is far beyond the innate aura and the acquired aura, it is not a heavyweight, if it is two immortals with the same cultivation, one cultivates the innate aura, and the other cultivates the acquired aura, using the same magic weapon, the same Taoism, the final victory must be the immortal who uses the innate aura.

This is a crushing of the aura level, and it has nothing to do with cultivation and magic weapons.

Zhang Ling and Kong Xuanxin walked slowly in the Hongmeng space.

This Hongmeng space is extremely empty, there are no living beings, and there are very few dead things, only occasionally one or two stones can be seen.

Zhang Ling's heart moved, and he thought: "Since this stone can exist in the Hongmeng space for so long, it can resist the erosion of chaotic aura, it must also be extraordinary." The thought flickered, and wisps of gray chaotic aura poured out from his mouth and nose, turning into a rope, tying up the stone and putting it into his mustard seed space.

This mustard seed space is the divine power that every monk naturally comprehends after cultivating the immortal path, and can open up a small space in the alien space to store some sundries.

The mustard seed space, due to the size of the monk's supernatural power and mana, the size of the space is also different, the big one has a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and some caves and blessed lands are also comparable, the small one is only a few acres square, and only a few small objects can be stored.

Zhang Ling's mustard seed space is also a thousand zhang square at this time, which is not too big, but it is still okay to put some small things.

Of course, some monks will also use some magic weapons with their own internal space to store items, Zhang Ling's Chaos Bead is the strongest of this kind of magic weapons, and there is a world inside, and the weaker ones are like the monk's gourd magic weapons, treasure bags and the like, which can also store items, but can only place dead objects, and the space is also limited.

Zhang Ling had already made up his mind in his heart, and until the last resort of life and death, he would not use the Chaos Bead, so as not to alarm the Hongjun Dao and the Flood Desolate Heavenly Dao that had not yet taken shape at this time.

There is no time in the Hongmeng space, and there is no concept of time, Zhang Ling and Kong Xuan don't know how long they have been gone, and they don't know how long it has passed, but it must not be too short.

Even if Zhang Ling was already in a state of mind with a little anxiety, he and Kong Xuan had to go through all the twists and turns, and only then did they arrive in the Hongmeng world, how could they return empty-handed?

Kong Xuan was injured by the Chaos Heavenly God Thunder, although it was not a serious injury, but if he wanted to recover, he also had to recuperate, and his body was even more out of the Buzhou Mountain, and the Dao Ji was damaged to a certain extent, and was drilled into the body by the Chaos Heavenly God Thunder in the thunder pool, although in the end it was a blessing in disguise and activated the Chaos Bead, but repairing the Dao Ji was not a simple matter.

Just when Zhang Ling's mind was in turmoil, a sudden shout came: "Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

Zhang Ling's stubborn stone moved, and almost fell on Kong Xuan's back, this line was so familiar that it almost made Zhang Ling's heart shake.

"No, he shouldn't have been born at this time, and it is estimated that even his ancestors don't know where they are. Zhang Ling gathered his mind and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

I only saw a blood light galloping from afar, the light was bloody, and the speed was not slow, one moment it was still thousands of miles away, and the next moment it was only a hundred zhang away from Zhang Ling.

Kong Xuan's eyes were clear, looking towards the blood, only to see a cloud of red light wrapped around the Taoist, this Taoist was wearing a pure white Taoist robe, his eyebrows and beard were snow-white, and he was long and dragged to his chest, his appearance was ordinary, there was nothing surprising, but his body exuded a strong momentum, which should not be underestimated.

Kong Xuan's heart was awe-inspiring, secretly vigilant, this person he met for the first time, he was not familiar with it, and he didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend, and his cultivation was surprisingly profound, if he was hostile to them, he and Zhang Ling were not at their peak, they would be fierce rivals.

But the Taoist was kind and kind-eyed, his eyes were bright, and he said slowly to the two of them: "In the Lower Styx, I don't know if the two of you know how to go to Zixiao Palace?"

Kind and gentle, polite, if it weren't for the slightest imperceptible filth coming out of his body, it would be a model of fairy wind and bones.

Dare to love is also a lost person, Zhang Ling's heart moved, and he already understood the identity of the old man in front of him.