Dense meteorites rained down from the sky at an angle, crashing into the ship's protective array. Large meteorites are several zhang away, and small ones are half a foot away.

Even if the protective array arranged by Mo Wuji's spaceship was a third-level divine array, it was still crumbling at the moment, as if it might be cracked at any time.

The Great Wilderness and the Throwing Pot are both magic weapons, ready to resist these falling rocks at any time after the formation is broken.

"Uncle, I don't know where these meteorites fell from, and my mind can't sweep them at all. Seeing Mo Wuji come out, Da Huang breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Mo Wuji's divine thoughts swept out, and he really didn't sweep the meteorite from somewhere. At the end of the mind, there is only a piece of confusion.

The surface of Ching Kai Road also seemed to be filled with a layer of mist, and the clear sea path could no longer be seen, as if the dark red sea water of the Silent Sea filled the Qing Kai Road again.

Mo Wuji frowned slightly, according to his understanding, Qinghai Dao would not disappear until it appeared for a hundred years. It's only been five or six years now, how can Ching Hai Do disappear?

"Uncle, there is an island. Shake the pot exclaimed in surprise.

There is no need to shake the pot and shout, Mo Wuji and the Great Wilderness have also seen it. In front of the ship, there was indeed an island, which was like a turtle shell caught upside down in the water, covered with numerous rifts. In the very center of the island, there seems to be a concave basin.

"Let's talk about it on the island. Mo Wuji controlled the spacecraft to quickly approach the island, such a dense meteorite, not to mention the disappearance of the Qing Haidao, just the spacecraft had no way to move forward.

The disappearance of Qinghai Road is a dead end for other monks, and it is only more difficult for Mo Wuji to walk, and it is a big deal for him to enter the bottom of the sea.

It's just that the pot and the Great Wilderness don't have such a big ability, once Qinghai Road disappears, the Pot and the Great Wilderness can only enter the immortal realm.

If the Great Wilderness can't help him control the spaceship, then if he walks on his own, not only will the time increase by countless times, but he also won't have time to study the formation path and the rune path.

Moreover, the Great Wilderness and the Dumping Pot are also cultivating fast outside, it has only been a few years, and the Great Wilderness is the late stage of the third layer of the Cultivation Dao, and the Dumping Pot is also a second-level divine beast.

The island was not far from the spaceship, and Mo Wuji controlled the spaceship to quickly land on the edge of the island. To Mo Wuji's surprise, after the spaceship landed on the edge of the island, the meteorite seemed to disappear without a trace.

Mo Wuji did not leave the spaceship, and simply controlled the spaceship to leave the island again. He had barely left the island some distance when the dense meteorite fell again.

"Uncle, these meteorites seem to want us to stop on the island. Throwing the pot said with some concern, there is no longer any intention to compare cultivation with Mo Wuji.

At the beginning, I wanted to compare with the Great Wilderness. Later, the cultivation speed of the Great Wilderness became faster and faster, and it simply gave up the mind of comparing with the Great Wilderness, and regarded Mo Wuji as its goal. For a long time, its cultivation has been far inferior to Mo Wuji, and now its cultivation is about to catch up with Mo Wuji. Originally, this was a proud thing, and it was planned to wait for the uncle to praise it. Now seeing this strange situation, my heart is worried, and I have long put aside the mind of comparison.

Although Dahuang has his own wisdom, his wisdom is not perfect, and he is not shrewd. The dumping of the pot has experienced more things than the Great Wilderness, and it was caught and bloodied back then. So this time, the great wilderness has not yet noticed the problem, and the blame has already felt inappropriate.

"That's right, this should be a big formation. It is possible that the purpose of this great array is to let us land on this cracked island, and you will enter my immortal realm first. "Mo Wuji has experienced a lot more things than throwing the pot, from the earth to the cultivation realm to the semi-immortal realm, the immortal realm and other places, he doesn't know how many conspiracies and crises he has seen along the way, how can he not know that this island is strange?

Dumping the pot and the Great Wilderness did not dare to speak, although their cultivation was similar to Mo Wuji. Both guys knew that if there was really a crisis, their cultivation would not be able to help at all. Uncle can finally enter the bottom of the sea of silence, and they can only wait for death if they stay outside.

Mo Wuji let the Great Wilderness and the Dumping Pot enter the Immortal Realm, and after putting away the spaceship, he landed on Turtle Shell Island.

As soon as his feet landed on this turtle shell island, Mo Wuji felt a strange aura.

This island is very strange, there are no reefs, not a single tree or grass, only dense and vertical cracks crisscrossing the surface of the island. Mo Wuji's divine thoughts penetrated into these cracks, and he could see them clearly without any effect.

There are numerous bones in the cracks, discarded magic weapons, and even some rings......

Could it be that the monks who crossed the Sea of Annihilation and didn't make it through all fell here, and then their bones were blown into the cracks of the island by the wind?

Mo Wuji carefully ingested a ring, and before he could break the ban on the ring, his whole body suddenly became cold. It was as if an endless line of invisible ice was locking him in and dragging him forward.

A feeling that made the scalp tingle spread all over his body, and Mo Wuji didn't even think about it, and he didn't want to directly let Luo Shu and the Holy Dao Fu protect Zhihai with all their might, and at the same time, the Kunwu Sword was also suspended above the purple lake of Zhihai.

When the powerful suction came, Mo Wuji felt that the purple lake he knew about the sea was about to be sucked away, making him involuntarily want to follow this suction.

Countless cold traction breaths were all blocked by the Holy Dao Fu and Luo Shu of Zhihai, and Mo Wuji finally controlled his body. The endless line of ice that locked him did not seem to find a point of focus, and it collapsed.

Mo Wuji took a deep breath, and he vaguely understood what was going on.

This is similar to the situation before the Sea of Silence did not appear in Qinghai Dao, and the invisible thing that wants to lock him like an ice line is a kind of Dao rhyme. Because he didn't have a spiritual root, he didn't have a spiritual connection, so those breaths couldn't catch him on him at all.

The suction that rushed into his sea of consciousness was the same as wanting to sweep away his primordial spirit and tear apart his sea of knowledge. It's just that he doesn't have a primordial god either, only a purple lake. And he also has Luo Shu and the Holy Dao Talisman to protect him, and there is also a Kunwu sword next to the Luo Shu and the Holy Dao Talisman.

Because of these treasures, he was safe and sound, and he also regained control of his body.

Standing on the edge of the island, Mo Wuji looked at the groove in the middle of the turtle island, and he suddenly had an impulse in his heart. I want to go over and see what the hell is inside.

He had a vague feeling that there was something good in the center of the island.

After hesitating for dozens of breaths, Mo Wuji resolutely made up his mind and went over to take a look. Horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, how can there be good things to deliver to your hands?

According to Mo Wuji's judgment, this turtle shell island must have been arranged by someone, but the person who arranged these should not be able to move freely, if the other party can act freely, there is no need to use the breath of the captive spirit at all, and directly pinch him with a big hand of vitality.

What Mo Wuji wanted to see the most was that until now, he had not felt the danger of death. Because of the relationship between cultivating the Immortal Mortal Technique, every time he was close to death before, he was in danger.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuji's eyes became confused. It's as if his spiritual network is locked and the primordial spirit is also controlled, walking forward.

Mo Wuji walked very slowly, and with every step, he would carve the formation pattern with the Divine Reserve. In addition to that, he is ready to escape at any moment. In his hand, he also held a third-level spatial divine escape talisman, which was a third-level talisman found in the Holy Dao talisman.

This turtle shell island is actually not big, that's it, Mo Wuji also walked for nearly an hour before he came to the very center of the island.

Mo Wuji originally planned to stand on the edge of the concave basin in the center of the island and take a look, but as soon as he stepped on the edge of the basin, a terrifying force swept over, and he didn't have any ability to resist at all, and fell directly into the middle of the basin.

A huge pill was suspended in front of Mo Wuji's eyes, this pill was the size of a basketball, and it was the first time Mo Wuji had seen such a large pill.

The pill was pale red, and a strong smell of essence and blood lingered on the surface of the pill. As soon as Mo Wuji's divine thoughts fell on the pill, a violent and pure essence blood vitality surged over.

Mo Wuji hurriedly removed his thoughts, and his gaze fell on the underside of the pill.

There was a stone mortar up to a foot high underneath the elixir, and at the edge of the stone mortar, there were dense dry bones. There are rings hidden in the dry bones.

Each of these dry bones exudes a strong aura. Even if Mo Wuji didn't know who these fallen people were, he could guess that these fallen people were all top powerhouses in their lives.

Mo Wuji's gaze soon fell on the stone mortar again, this stone mortar was very unusual. He could feel the bubbling divine aura in the space surging towards this stone mortar, and the essence blood on his body seemed to be about to fly to this stone mortar automatically.

Fortunately, Mo Wuji was protected by Luo Shu and the Holy Dao Talisman, and his one hundred and eight veins were mortal Zhou Tian, this stone mortar seemed to naturally attract all kinds of heaven and earth spiritual sources, although it had a suction force on Mo Wuji, it was not impossible to resist.

After observing again, after Mo Wuji was sure that there was nothing else here, he opened his hand and grabbed a few array flags and threw them out.

That Great Pill with plenty of essence and blood is definitely a precious treasure, and it must be put away. There is also this stone mortar that absorbs the spiritual source of heaven and earth, which is not simple.

"It's not easy for you, you don't have a primordial god and no spiritual root, that's all, you can actually get here. A miserable voice came, and what surprised Mo Wuji was that this voice came from the stone mortar.

"Who are you?" Mo Wuji couldn't care about the crisis anymore, and grabbed the Kunwu sword in his hand with one hand.

"Kunwu Sword?" The voice in the stone mortar became even more excited, but this excitement only lasted for a moment, and then he said coldly, "Boy, put down the Kunwu Sword, and then kneel here and kowtow forty-nine heads, I will spare your life." ”

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