Chapter 661: A Choice Between Life and Death
"Sure enough, this demon cultivator really just came in, and the space exit should be not far from here. "This unfortunate monk has only been here for a few hours, and he lost his life in ignorance, and he has always hated the demon cultivator dialect very much, and of course he will not mind killing a few of them if he has the chance.
In this man, Fang Yan received reassuring news that this person had entered through the entrance to the newly emerging space. For some reason, this piece of heaven and earth had some kind of inexplicable intersection with the outer cultivation realm, and a passage was destroyed and soon another appeared.
And the entrance to this space is very weird, the monk is sent to a random place no matter whether he enters or exits, but it will not be too far away, follow this clue to find it, and it will not be too difficult to find the entrance. Without further ado, Fang Yan hurried towards the place where the demon cultivator had come from, hoping to get there before the immortals found out.
On the road, the dialect withdrew the mimicry technique and returned to its own appearance, thinking that the immortal people who came here did not come so quickly, and it was more convenient to change their identity and act. With the help of the stealth effect of the water cloud flying, Yu Lu avoided several waves of monks who came and went in a hurry, including both demon cultivators and spiritual cultivators, and did not see the figure of the immortal people.
It seems that the danger in this place is still not very much in the outside world, the demon cultivator who was killed by Fang Yan just now is still dreaming of making a fortune, has no one sent the situation here out yet, or the Terran side deliberately blocked the news, so that these monks came here for nothing to die?
Dialect speculation should be the former situation, this sea area is too frequent, coupled with the siege of the immortals, it is not easy to escape from here when they discover the danger of this place. Even if they are lucky enough to escape all kinds of pursuits, the subsequent spiritual energy flood is also very difficult to endure, and it is estimated that there is no one in a hundred people now, and there are even fewer who can be as unscathed as Fang Yan.
The monks who came in later were ignorant and fearless, and perhaps many of them were still bent on looking for opportunities here, and when they sensed the danger, they would turn back and look for an exit, how could it be so easy. However, Fang Yan doesn't have the heart to worry about others now, and now he can't protect himself. I just wanted to find the exit from the space earlier.
The dialects along the road carefully concealed their whereabouts, but fortunately, the speed of the water and clouds was not slow, and after half a day, the dialects felt closer and closer to the exit, because there were many more monks flying by them along the way. But this made Fang Yan feel excited, but also a little nervous and uneasy, and the most worried was to bump into Brother Jindan head-on and suffer an unwarranted disaster in vain.
Only they have the possibility to easily see through the shape of the dialect. And now he happens to be walking in the opposite line from the others, which can easily arouse the suspicion of others. If you do encounter it, you may bring yourself trouble.
Although Fang Yan personally killed a Jin Dan not long ago, he didn't dare to think that he had the ability to kill Jin Dan Monk, you must know that the state of that person at that time was only one or two percent of his heyday at most, and he was too contemptuous of Fang Yan's strength, so he let Fang Yan succeed carelessly, otherwise there was no chance of winning a new Fang Yan.
And when searching for the soul just now, Fang Yan carefully paid attention to the path of this demon cultivator, and he also flew back according to the distance this person had traveled. I didn't run into much trouble along the way. When you get here, there should be some signs at the exit of the space, and just as the dialect was looking around, a bright color suddenly appeared in the sky not far away.
At this moment, Fang Yan felt the subtle changes in the aura around him, and with his keen perception of the aura, he immediately discerned the reason, and immediately flew towards the place where the light was. Not much. A large island appeared in front of the dialect, and directly above the island, a colorful air wafted and shimmered.
Compared to the spatial exit that Fang Yan had seen before, the scope of this dense qi was much larger, like a huge five-colored auspicious cloud. From time to time, a dazzling light shines down. The clouds of the islands below covered the mist, faintly revealing rocks and mountains, but before the dialect could get too close, he sensed the strange aura emanating from them.
Seeing the situation, the exit of this space is not on the sea, but in the middle of this island, and a location with a relatively thick water mist was chosen, and the dialect carefully flew into the island. Follow the aura that is getting stronger and stronger here. Fang Yan cautiously flew towards the center of the island, the gray-white rocks beneath him vividly visible, the island looked like a new place, with few signs of rain and mist erosion.
When he was about to enter the middle ground, Fang Yan suddenly sensed a strong divine sense sweeping over him, and he was really afraid of anything, and he had just come here and met Monk Jindan unexpectedly. The dialect quickly stopped in place and did not dare to move, and he didn't know who this person was sacred, and his heart was turning rapidly, thinking about how to deal with it.
After a while, there was no movement around, and the Jindan monk who had released his divine sense had obviously seen the dialect, but for some reason he didn't take follow-up action, and he didn't pay attention to him after that. The dialect was apprehensive for a while, and finally quietly left the place, made a large circle, and headed for the center of the island.
Anyway, it's good that he hasn't been targeted, Fang Yan has no time to think about it, he just cares about whether he can leave this place smoothly. Speaking of which, thanks to the timely withdrawal of the mimicry technique, the Water Cloud Flying Magic Weapon that was only used to cover up his body was not enough to attract the attention of the Jindan monk, and perhaps he was regarded as a monk who had strayed into this place to find fate.
But after he went deep into the middle of the island to see the situation here, he understood why the Jindan monk didn't care about him at all, because the strangeness of this place made no one dare to act rashly. In the center of the island is a strange place, as if it is a patchwork of several spaces, and several obviously unrelated scenes appear in front of the dialect so abruptly.
Several black whirlpools are the most impressive, scattered indiscriminately, surrounded by small forests and low rocky hills, which do not stretch out naturally, but are clearly spaced apart. It was like a fragmented space, each with a deep and unfathomable spatial vortex, and who would dare to act rashly in such a place.
"How so, are these all space exits? Where do the exits lead, if you get lost in them, God knows where they will end, and it's hard to say where they will fall. Looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Yan was dumbfounded, sensing the palpitating spatial power coming from several whirlpools, which made his heart full of helplessness.
Anyone who finds that the place that has been reached through hardships and dangers is a place that is really full of dangers, I am afraid that they will be extremely uncomfortable and unspeakably depressed. A few vague glances fell on Fang Yan, and then flashed, these were already here. But the monks who didn't dare to take a step casually, and there were also many Jindan monks.
It stands to reason that when they reach this level of cultivation, they should have a deeper understanding of space, but they still don't dare to cross half a step beyond the thunder pool, and they obviously have no clue about these spatial vortices. But this is the only way to return, and no matter what these people think, they still have to choose an exit from it. Otherwise, you can only wait for the next spatial channel to appear.
Fang Yan was not worried about these high-level cultivators at the moment, and only focused on a few spatial vortices. This place is like a fragile world, and I believe that no one dares to make a random move here, unless he has the intention of destroying this place. Fang Yan subconsciously walked to the vortex closest to the outside, and near this stood several foundation-building monks like him, their faces full of expressions of struggle at this moment.
Maybe these people were the last group of monks who were lucky enough to survive, or maybe they knew about the danger of this place somehow, otherwise they wouldn't have thought about leaving so easily. It's a pity that it's not easy to get out, and no one knows what will happen after taking a step, and a few space vortex can't be seen. and they stopped them all.
"It's better to make a choice earlier, don't wait for the immortals to find this place, I don't know what will happen at that time, maybe when they come here, the first thing they will do is to destroy all these passages, you are afraid that you will regret it." Suddenly, a Jindan monk not far away said loudly, having said that. But his figure was motionless, and he didn't dare to make a decision easily in the face of this life-and-death decision.
And the dialect didn't know anything about it, the power of space was so mysterious that even a high-level monk couldn't fully understand it, not to mention that when he encountered such a strange thing, there were several spatial passages mixed together. But it only took a split second to make up your mind. He's not going to be on the safe side, waiting for the next exit to appear.
Because he knew something about the situation of the Immortal City and the Immortal Clan, this kind of siege of the Terran monks would only intensify in the future, and the number of teams involved in the hunting of the monks would increase day by day, and the space exit would definitely become their primary target in the future. Holding this place is equivalent to choking the lifeblood of all the monks who come here, and when the next space exit appears. Maybe there will be immortals all around at once, and then they won't have the slightest chance.
For this pretending Jindan monk, Fang Yan's heart was full of mockery, I am afraid that he still wanted to let others go in first, and then through the spatial fluctuations when the monk entered and exited, he could choose an exit that he thought was safe. This person will get nothing, like this new unstable space, how can you easily see the clues, maybe after a few people enter, it will suddenly collapse, and who knows how much space power it can carry.
Originally, Fang Yan wanted to forcibly cross with the help of the blue bead space, but in front of everyone, he hesitated, this is the biggest secret in his body, how can it be revealed in front of people. Besides, he couldn't tell which exit was the way to live, and if he fell into an inexplicable space, he was afraid that it would be difficult to return to South Vietnam in this life.
"I can't care so much, when I fell here, I would have thought that I would have the opportunity to go out in just a few years, and if my fate was bad and I was left in an unknown and dangerous place, I would just think that I was still walking through those strange spaces. I've already experienced it once, what is there to be afraid of this time, if I don't dare to face life and death, can I avoid it?"
Thinking of this, Fang Yan came directly to the whirlpool not far from him, he was the latest to come here, but he made a decision in a short time, acting like an ignorant Leng Touqing. Looking at the unfathomable spatial vortex in front of him, Fang Yan ignored the surprised or sarcastic gaze behind him, and walked forward step by step.
The wide whirlpool exuded a terrifying aura, like the bloody mouth of a fierce beast, and the dialect only stayed at the edge for a short time, and then threw itself into it without hesitation. It's just that before he entered, he used a good shield to protect himself, and no one paid attention to it, and there was a small piece of strange animal skin inside the shield that could cover his divine sense. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )
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