216 Finally find the hinterland

It didn't take much effort to find the teleportation array that had left, Xian Zumeng's expression was slightly condensed, and he stood on the teleportation array, and Xue Zhen also dodged in later. Xian Zuimeng's expression did not change, and Xue Zhen had just stood on the teleportation array, and the magic trick in his hand shot out, accurately falling into the forbidden law, and the two of them disappeared in an instant. Then, after two more teleportations, Xian Zuimeng and Xue Zhen walked briskly and reappeared on the city wall.

"Xue Daoyou, Xian Mou hopes that your mind will not be put elsewhere now, if this matter is done, it is okay, if it really fails, Xian Mou can only choose to report to Xianmen, and then the people up and down Qucheng may live in dire straits!"

Xian Zuimeng's eyes were staring out at this moment, as if looking at the things that had worried him for countless thousands of years, and his words were a little vigilant. When Xue Zhen heard this, his face immediately became solemn, and soon, he nodded. The two of them didn't say anything else, and Xian Zuimeng soon passed directly through the big city protection array under the urging of a skillful technique.

When Xue Zhen saw this situation, he couldn't help but secretly laugh bitterly, but he didn't think much about it before he used the trick to solve the key, and under the urging of the trick, he also rushed away, passing through the flowing light curtain without hindrance.

Xian Zuimeng walked slowly in front, and a faint green circle flickered on his body, which was his spiritual domain. After sensing that Xue Zhen had also come out of the city protection array, the speed at which he rushed away was significantly faster. And Xue Zhen appeared outside the city protection array, and immediately put the Sanxuan Wind Cloak that had been refined on his shoulders, and also released his spiritual domain, and when he protected it, the mana urged him to gallop away in the direction of the drunken dream. That increase in speed to the third order really shocked Xue and was inexplicably happy.

Xian Zuimeng and Xue Zhen, the two of them flew away one after the other, always maintaining a distance of about four or five zhang to more than ten zhang, all the way, out of almost 200,000 miles away, still zero communication, until the black silk wool is very dense place, Xue Zhen this time forced the escape, directly chased to the distance level with Xian Zuimeng.

"Fresh, slow!" Xue Zhen was passing on a heart at this moment, a word that was transmitted with the power of the soul and went straight to the other party's heart.

When he heard about it, he immediately stopped the retreat, he knew the intention of Xue Zhen's actions, in this place full of black illusions and sorrows, if the sense of hearing was not completely shielded, under its influence, it would be uncomfortable at best, disturb the soul at worst, and even become crazy and crazy.

He set his eyes on Xue Zhen, Xue Zhen was also hovering in mid-air at the moment, the fingers in his hand were changing, the magic trick was urged, and his mind fluctuated slightly, and soon, Xue Zhen smiled and turned his head to look at a place slightly off the direction of progress, and raised the light again, and galloped towards the place he identified. As for Xian Drunken Dream, he naturally trusted Xue Zhen, and his face showed a faint calmness, and then he chased after him.

Continuing to walk, the kind of hair that is suspected to be the black ibis, the black silk is getting denser and denser, and the amplitude of the black phantom mourning music has become high-pitched, at this moment, there are no less than ten kinds of phantom sounds, there are drums and golden shocks, there are small bridges and flowing water, there are wind and waves rushing, there are golden geqi and so on.

At this point, Xian Zuimeng basically couldn't release his five senses from the outside, he relied on his own divine thoughts from time to time, and the rest of the five senses were all completely blocked and locked by him, and he also stared at Xue Zhen's body tightly. But Xue Zhen, who was leading the way in front, except for the slight difficulty of continuing to move forward, under the observation of Xian Drunken Dream, Xue Zhen should not have been affected by the phantom sound, which also made him secretly amazed.

It took almost half a cup of tea to escape, Xue Zhen had already hovered, in this place almost densely covered with black silk wool, the vision in his eyes was basically completely blocked by the silk wool, Xian Zuimeng could identify Xue Zhen, relying on the divine thoughts he released from time to time, at this time, when Xue Zhen stopped, Xian Zuimeng's divine thoughts continued to be released, but it seemed that the interface crack he had mentioned earlier could not be found nearby.

"Could it be that this interface crack has moved?" Xue Zhen thought to himself.

At this time, Xian Zuimeng noticed the nearby situation, and focused his attention on Xue Zhen's body, he also saw Xue Zhen's suspicious look, and immediately said in his heart:

"Xue Daoyou, what's the situation, there are no interface cracks here!"

At this moment, Xue Zhen didn't have any reply, under the divine thought of Xian Drunken Dream, Xue Zhen suddenly stretched out the sleeves of his robe, his five fingers opened and tightened violently, and a black rainbow flew up from the ground, piercing straight into his palm, which was the refining spirit treasure flying knife that Xue Zhen had left at that time.

Perceiving this scene, Xian Zuimeng naturally understood what Xue Zhen's flying knife spirit treasure meant, but if there was no problem with such a flying knife spirit treasure for positioning, what was recorded should be the location that Xue Zhen had identified at the beginning, the location of the so-called interface crack.

However, Xian Zuimeng's expression did not change much at this moment, but he put his divine thoughts on Xue Zhen's body from time to time, he didn't have any questions, only to see that Xue Zhen completely withdrew the flying knife spirit treasure into his storage ring in an instant, and his face became a little condensed.

The flying knife spirit treasure that appeared in his palm just now did not have any damage, and there should not be any difference in the position of its recording, obviously, the suspected interface crack at the beginning had been moved, which was also something that Xue Zhen felt unexpected.

"Xian senior, I don't know why the interface crack is displaced, Rong Xue will cast a spell to confirm!"

The words of the heart passed away, straight into Xian Zui Meng's mind, Xian Zui Meng naturally did not have any opinions, he also quickly sent his divine thoughts out, making sure that there were no enemies in the vicinity of a thousand zhang radius, and he also increased the frequency of Shen Nian out, which was equivalent to protecting Xue Zhen by his side.

And Xue Zhen, the inspired Xuan Tiancong, immediately distinguished those hallucinatory sounds that entered the ear again, due to the experience of the previous events, Xue Zhen's judgment time this time was slightly shortened, and soon, he urged the light again and galloped away in a certain direction. Xian Drunken Dream did not hesitate to raise his light and follow the past.

This process of identification was carried out three times in total, and Xue Zhen finally stopped at the place where a certain black silk was dense, and even squeezed and shrunk by each other. Xian Zuimeng followed all the way, although his expression did not change much, but he was deeply impressed by Xue Zhen's ability, the unpredictable ability, the ability that surprised him.