At this time, standing about seven or eight feet behind Xue Zhen, Xian Zuimeng continued to release and withdraw his divine thoughts, and the focus of attention was still on Xue Zhen's body, but the dense black silk wool made his divine thoughts seem to be underground, which can be described as difficult.

At this time, Xue Zhen had already found the location of the suspected interface crack that he judged last time from the stimulation of Xuan Tiancong, and he, under the stimulation of a certain mental formula, raised his divine thoughts, and turned into a sharp silk thread, and struck forward, almost in a flash, he had already found the location of that place, the suspected interface crack that was still irregular, and an interface crack that was not the same as the last time.

At this moment, in addition to raising his sleeve robe, stretching out his arm to point to the suspected interface crack for Xian Drunken Dream, he was still observing back and forth in that position with his divine thoughts, as if he was looking for something.

Of course, Xian Zuimeng also noticed Xue Zhen's actions, he immediately quickly withdrew his divine thoughts, took a light breath, and according to Xue Zhen's arm, he instantly changed his divine thoughts into a pillar-like shape, and shot straight over, and in less than a breath, Xian Zuimeng was already able to detect the location, a place that had almost haunted his heart in the past half a month, and that suspected interface crack.

At this moment, Xue Zhen had already taken back the released divine thoughts, his expression at this time was more solemn than the current one, and between his eyebrows, Xue Zhen had already conveyed his judgment to Xian Zuimeng.

"Xian senior, the space here should be an interface crack, and the power of the space on the surface is even stronger than the last time!"

Xue Zhen's heart was sent, Xian Zuimeng didn't say anything, he was still engrossed in the suspected interface crack, that is, about half a cup of tea, Xian Zuimeng took back his thoughts, nodded his head, and passed his heart to Xue Zhen.

"That's right! This should be an interface crack, and the spiritual pressure released by the things inside is far beyond Xian's cognition!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen couldn't help but be a little surprised, like this, whether it is a spatial crack or an interface crack, it is extremely dangerous for the Divine Mind to rashly enter the observation, once some kind of unpredictable murderous thing appears, damaging the Divine Mind is just a trivial matter, and being shocked to the Divine Consciousness Sea is a major matter, which is very likely to cause irreparable losses.

From this side, Xue Zhen also saw Xian Zui Meng's determination to solve this matter, and he also sincerely felt admiration, and Xian Zui Meng closed his eyes slightly at the moment, thinking to himself, while Xue Zhen carefully observed nearby, as if he was protecting the Fa for him.

Time passed little by little, and I don't know how long it took, Xue Zhen sensed a slight change in Xian Drunken Dream, who was in the spiritual realm at this moment, and in a flash of spiritual light in his hand, he took out a magic weapon, a fist-sized, black spare, and another piece of dark limestone that was slightly larger than an adult's head.

That magic weapon was actually a magic weapon that stimulated some kind of spatial power, which could be recognized in Xue Zhen's eyes. Both the hedron and the stone are things that show some kind of deep spatial power, and it can be seen that Xian Zuimeng is using these two stones to repair this interface crack.

However, Xue Zhen saw something strange at a glance, and while his eyebrows were half furrowed, a message soon came to his heart.

The spatial power of these two stones doesn't seem to be enough, and the power needed to repair such a movable interface crack is too great!"

"Xue Daoyou, the so-called movement of this interface crack is actually a relative movement, its mapping point is on the other side, not the Dome Immortal Domain, and Xian's main repair is the other side of this interface crack, and the power of space here should be barely enough!" Xian Zuimeng said in his heart.

"Barely enough means there will still be a recurrence!"

"Don't worry, Xian decided to stay here for a while, and with the help of Xian's spatial power, it will be completely repaired!"

When Xian Zui Meng came to his heart, he was so resolute, without dragging his feet, Xue Zhen heard this, and secretly smiled bitterly, he knew that this Golden Immortal City Lord Xian Zui Meng's mind had been decided, and no matter how much he said, he couldn't get it back.

Xue Zhen didn't say any more words, but Xian Zuimeng had already urged his body at this moment, moving towards the position of the suspected interface crack little by little, squeezing away the black silk wool that was completely taut, and resisting the sharp stabbing blow of the black silk wool with the spirit realm, but this did not hinder Xian Zuimeng's determination to continue to move forward.

Finally, Xian Zuimeng arrived at the location of the interface crack, he was still in his own spiritual domain, which was about Zhang Xu Fangyuan's spiritual domain, and on the way forward, Xian Zuimeng had already held the space magic weapon in his hand, and he also started some urging kung fu of the spatial law.

Like this kind of power of the law of space, it is not easy to master, and it is not difficult to say that it is difficult, Xue Zhen's Sihai has a relatively complete set of cultivation methods, but now he is even a little reluctant to sense the law of space, so he has not dabbled in it for the time being. As for that space magic weapon, it was just an ordinary thing in his understanding, but it was quite suitable for use in this repair process.

I saw that the fingers in Xian Zui Meng's hand were constantly changing, and strips of ink-colored silk floc appeared in his gestures, and the magic weapon in his hand, under the endless supply of mana, the original magic weapon that seemed to be like a disc, the light was dimmed, and the surrounding space silk was constantly incorporated, and the mana of Xian Zui Meng also seemed to flow constantly. Without much effort, this disc magic weapon has been transformed into a dark ball, so deep and abnormally black, as if it can devour the light of heaven and earth, the dark ball fell into the hands of Xian Zui Meng, as if it had become a fist of Xian Zui Meng.

Then, I saw him move his gaze down slightly, and in an instant, the black spar fell into his eyes. The ground actually pierced Xian Zui Meng, the dark ball on his arm immediately moved slowly, and the spar suddenly fell into the dark ball, and in an instant, only a magnificent whistle came out of Xian Zui Meng, he seemed to be impacted by some strange force, and his face was tense immediately, and the terrifying power transmitted from the dark ball instantly made Xian Zui Meng reach convulsions, and even saw the frightened Cheng dù.

However, Xian Drunken Dream was still able to bear it in the end, and, just as the palm of his other arm was changing, a beam of black rainbow light shot out and fell into the interface crack, like a black swimming snake, constantly touching the irregular side of the interface crack, and with the passage of time, it really began to narrow such an interface crack.