After muttering for a while, Chang'an suddenly thought of a possibility in his heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning, he asked if the magic weapon that had been refined by the essence blood sacrifice would be taken away after a person died, and let the spirit extinguish answer let Chang'an still remember clearly that it was the magic weapon that had been hidden in the heart of the sacrifice, and it was impossible for it to be taken away by the monks.

For example, if there is an accident in Chang'an, then the only thing that can be taken away is the storage bag, as for the ancient mirror that he warms in his heart, unless it is summoned before death, no one will take it, then it is obvious that this silver needle was summoned before death.

That means that the corpse under his feet was not dead before, but was seriously injured, and summoning the silver needle magic weapon will definitely not be for the sake of good looks, the only possibility is that before he died, he encountered the attack of other monks and even creatures, so he summoned the silver needle from his mind to resist the enemy, but in the end he died.

Thinking of this, Chang'an suddenly turned his head and looked at the quiet and dark surroundings, and felt a chill in his heart.

didn't have time to think about some of the reasons that couldn't be explained, so he put the silver needle magic weapon into the storage bag, and as soon as his body moved, he immediately chased after the Yuanying team.

The danger and strangeness of this place have exceeded Chang'an's imagination, and now he can only reduce the danger by keeping a distance not far from the Yuanying team, after all, as a creature, the most threatening person must be the person who gives them a strong breath, as long as Chang'an remains within a certain range, even if a creature appears, he will definitely be able to sense the many Yuanying cultivators not far away.

As for some other dangers, they can only be overcome by Chang'an's resourcefulness and prudence.

Every time it took, at the end of Chang'an's gaze, a looming light appeared again, Chang'an paused, muttered a little, stared at the light for a few breaths, and found that this white light had no magic weapon breath, nor did it stir the violent spiritual power around him, and he couldn't help but flash his eyes, and immediately ran towards the direction where the white light was.

After half a ring, when he came to the place where the white light was, Chang'an found that the light was actually overflowing from a whirlpool that cracked the gap, and as his body approached, the whirlpool in the gap suddenly appeared with a suction force, pulling Chang'an's hair and clothes to the front.

After Chang An glanced at it, he slapped it on the storage bag, and a sword flew with a roar, and immediately flew towards the whirlpool.

Although this flying sword is only of the spirit pole grade, Chang'an does not dare to underestimate him at all, because in the land of nothingness, the role played by the spirit pole magic weapon is comparable to a life, and this flying sword, which he regards as his life, is getting closer and closer to the vortex under the control of the spiritual sense.

Just when the flying sword was close to the whirlpool a hundred meters, suddenly the whole body shook, as if hitting metal, making a crisp sound, and the speed was paused, and then an energy light curtain suddenly appeared, separating his connection with the flying sword, and he saw that the flying sword seemed to encounter a magnet, and flew to the whirlpool, and gradually approached, the flying sword's body began to twist and disappeared into the whirlpool crack.

Chang'an's eyes flashed, frowning at this scene, from the sucking power that overflowed from the whirlpool, he found that it was not like a spatial rift that could destroy all living things, but it had the same energy as the teleportation array, although this energy also had a sense of space, but it did not have the sense of danger that made his mind stir and uneasy.

After a little silence, Chang An turned his head to look around, and with a look of hesitation on his face, he calculated in his heart.

He was able to follow the Yuanying team all the time, not because of the strong spiritual sense, nor the prohibition that was destroyed along the way, but the sixth feeling in his heart, and the reason why Chang'an believed in this feeling was because in addition to the prohibition that was destroyed along the way, there was also the corpse of Yuanying.

But now, when he faced this rift vortex, he suddenly had a conjecture that the team he was following was not far away, because judging from the scene of the Lingji Flying Sword just now, the rift vortex seemed to be a teleportation in this void land, although he didn't know where it would be teleported, but when the Lingji Flying Sword entered the rift vortex, it was shattered, but disappeared directly into it.

He had a strange feeling, this feeling, under deep thought, was even stronger, he held up the rift vortex that appeared in front of him, not only this, but also seemed to have a lot, all over the entire boundless void land, he could find the strangeness of the rift vortex, so can other primordial infancy existences also find it.

Thinking of this, Chang'an couldn't help but groan, and hesitated in his heart, if this rift vortex can really be teleported, then what is the place to go, will it enter from the rift vortex in front of him, and then go out from other rift vortexes, and the place of teleportation is still this dark and void land, it is unknown.

If not, then did the Yuanying team he followed continue to walk in the distance, or had he entered the rift vortex and entered another place?

What Chang'an is most afraid of is choice, especially in this extremely dangerous and empty place, if the guess is right, it is okay, wrong, not only is it really single, but even has to face unknown dangers and unknown encounters.

Just as Chang'an was hesitating, the whirlpool of cracks that emitted white light that illuminated the surroundings suddenly surged a ripple of energy, which overflowed in all directions, pushing away the surrounding turbulent air, making the earth tremble within a radius of kilometers.

Chang An raised his eyebrows, looking at the crack shrinking little by little, as if the bleeding wound was healing, his complexion couldn't help but change, he gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed, and without saying a word, he rushed over directly.

After Chang An touched the invisible barrier energy, a feeling like jumping into the water made Chang An's entire body float uncontrollably.

As he floated, the suction force that overflowed from the rift vortex immediately pulled him, and disappeared directly into the rift, and in just three breaths, the slowly healing rift vortex, as if it had never appeared, disappeared together with the smaller and smaller white rays that illuminated the surrounding area.

In the desert where yellow sand is flying and hurricanes are howling, a white light suddenly appears in the sky, and the moment this white light appears, it disappears, and at the same time, a figure silently appears in mid-air, smashing into the desert like weightlessness, setting off layers of flying sand and gravel.

Listening to the raging and howling wind in the distance, Chang'an, who was screaming in pain, spit out the sand and gravel drilled into his mouth, held his heart, coughed and stood up from the sand pit, and everywhere he looked, there was a hurricane that connected the heavens and the earth, like the palm of a giant supporting the sky, and the sand and gravel that curled up slapped on Chang'an's face, and there was even a kind of stinging.

Looking at the mighty hurricane that seemed to be able to tear apart the heavens and the earth, and the momentum was moving slowly, Chang An frowned, and suddenly saw the flying sword that had been teleported in before testing the danger of the rift vortex before.

With a stroke of his fingers, the flying sword lying in the desert and half of his body was buried, and immediately let out a lightning sound, and flew in front of Chang'an, Chang'an's spiritual sense swept and found that the flying sword was not damaged and put it into the storage bag.

Looking at the hurricane of yellow sand in the distance, Chang'an calculated a little in his heart, immediately gritted his teeth, threw out his hand to fan the sword and piano case, stepped on it, controlled the flying sword, stagnated in the sky, and directly used his spiritual sense to probe it.

From the moment he was teleported here, he found that there seemed to be no restriction on spiritual consciousness and flight around him, especially the place where he was teleported in was mid-air, if there were still restrictions on flight around, then he had just been teleported in, he had already been bombarded to death, how could he pass through safely.

Under the continuous diffusion of spiritual consciousness, Chang'an's mind was divided into several shares, and he looked at it carefully, not letting go of any place, but as the spiritual consciousness spread to ten, twenty, and fifty miles, until he was within a hundred miles and beyond, he still didn't find any people, not even creatures, and the whole land looked unusually quiet, quiet to the point of weirdness.

Chang'an didn't believe at all that there would be a safe place in this void land, although he didn't find anyone else for the time being, not even the existence of the Yuan Infant Stage, there were only two possibilities, then either the other Yuan Infant Stage existences did not enter this place, or this place was very huge, so big that it was beyond his imagination.

Now there are only more than thirty Yuan Babies left, and after being teleported in, I am afraid that the location is also random, or after coming in, they will act separately and not be together at all, no matter what kind of thing it is, it will not solve Chang'an's current doubts.

Because he didn't know what direction he wanted to leave.

Staring at him, his face was cloudy and sunny, his mind moved slightly, afraid that his flight would be too dazzling, and when he was about to withdraw his spiritual sense, he suddenly found strange signs, which he had not noticed originally, but because there were no creatures or human monks within a hundred miles, he had no choice but to put all the objects of observation on the hurricane scattered around.

This observation really made Chang'an find a little different, if it was someone else, he might not notice these details, but Chang'an's cautious mind has never left, especially what interests him is that this hurricane is so huge, and so numerous, it aroused his curiosity to explore,.

He didn't know why, but he found that these hurricanes, with their slow movements, were moving towards one place, and this place was his right hand.

These two hurricanes are okay, within a hundred miles, hundreds of hurricanes that are connected to the sky and the ground, under the overlook of the spiritual sense, are too conspicuous, so that Chang'an's eyes flashed, and after only a few hesitations, he withdrew his spiritual sense, stepped on the sword and piano box, landed in the desert, and immediately headed to the east.

After half a sound, when he stepped on the desert and came to a slightly high and convex sand dune, he swept away, and it was still a desert with no edge in sight.

Just as he was about to continue walking, he was suddenly stunned by his feet, his pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly found that at the end of this yellow sand flying, there was a huge body, if it weren't for Chang'an's carefulness, it would be difficult to even find this creature with the same skin color as in the surrounding desert.