After a very short time of passing through this boundless giant screen, Xue Zhen's original mana reached about eighty percent, but it was all full at that moment.

At this juncture, in front of him, the colorful world that appeared was a colorful world composed of only the colors in it.

I saw the ribbons falling from the sky, as if they were waterfalls with seven colors falling, impacting and falling, until there are endless places under your feet that you can't see with the naked eye.

These seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, in addition to the distant seven-colored waterfalls, there are a lot of seven-color streamers rippling, appearing and disappearing, making people unable to touch and grasp through, but it is such a scene, but it can make people feel open.

The colorful in front of him is almost every place that can be touched by the eye, of course, it also includes Xue Zhen himself, beside him, from time to time, there are also seven-colored ribbons shuttling, some pass under his armpits, some hit his body and are bounced back by his clothes, and some actually pass directly through Xue Zhen's body virtually, but Xue Zhen does not feel any discomfort.

Sensing such a bizarre and strange image, Xue Zhen just smiled and hung on his face, wanting to send out his divine thoughts, and immediately found that divine thoughts were also useless here, and the golden light flashed in his right eye, he still couldn't see the essence of any color, just like these colors did not exist, he was standing in a virtual space, and even the spiritual domain of the talisman was forced back into the body at this time.

In this colorful world, under the front of Xue Zhen, about eighteen or nineteen zhang away, seven in seven colors, layered into a group, were floating up and down. And Xue Zhen looked at it intently, and a little bit of Xuanguang in the middle was scattered out, and it should be a turning point in space. These seven color clusters, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, are precisely the leading points of chance.

Xue Zhen is the first time he has seen such a strange way of setting the space turning point, these seven color clusters are about a half-arc state, with Xue Zhen as the center of the circle, and Xue Zhen is far away, the golden light in his right eye flashes again and again, and he still can't see any clues. Naturally, I can't see where the road is leading.

However, just when Xue Zhen wanted to check the seven color clusters closely, he immediately found that there was a kind of power in the color clusters that made him involuntarily, absorbing him to move forward, Xue Zhen at this time, his heart was slightly shocked, and he immediately used the magic trick to stabilize his body, looked at the seven color clusters again, and found that it was still the original distance of eighteen or nineteen zhang. He still returned to his original location, which also surprised Xue Zhen.

He had not seen such a situation in any of the records before, and he looked back. The original giant screen has disappeared without a trace, and it is obvious that he has entered another space from the giant screen, and it is almost impossible to go back.

At this moment, Xue Zhen glanced at the spirit beast ring in his hand. However, after entering this colorful world, that is, after Wan Su answered Xue Zhen's question, the connection between everyone in the spirit beast ring and his heart has been completely severed, and it seems that he can only rely on himself now.

Merely. Xue Zhen had another person in his heart, someone who could help, someone who could choose for him, someone he had already thought of before entering here.

"Come out, little old man!"

Xue Zhen's speech, the object of the call was the old old man, the white-eyed boy, just a few breaths, Xue Zhen noticed those ribbons flowing like forbidden light, froze at a certain moment, completely stopped, and a vague figure had appeared in front of Xue Zhen, it was the white-eyed boy.

"Little old man, there are seven paths here, can you choose for Xue?"

When Xue Zhen asked, he swept away the body of the white-pupiled young man with a void eye, and the white strip of his wick had already recovered seven inches, seven inches that were neither long nor short. The white-eyed young man turned his back to Xue Zhen, stood with his hands folded, looked quietly into the distance, and soon replied in that familiar voice:

"Yes!"

"Little old man, Xue wants to ask you a question, if you choose to erase everyone's memories of the Sanskrit Blood Refining Dao like last time, I don't know if it will only consume your three-inch wick?" Xue Zhen asked tentatively.

"These are two things!" the white-eyed boy still stood with his back to each other, and it didn't take long for him to reply.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen couldn't help gritting his teeth and smiling bitterly, originally he had this kind of plan, that is, to complete the major event of erasing his memory, and to find an extra small opportunity for himself, but now it seems that his little abacus can no longer be played.

Of course, if you want to do both things, it is still possible with the current situation of the white-pupiled boy, but Xue Zhenzi would not want the white-pupiled young man to consume himself too much, so he finally decided to put aside the Sanskrit blood refining path for the time being.

"Little old man, one of the ways here is to be able to return to Xue's original interface?" Xue Zhen asked tentatively.

"That's another matter!" replied the white-eyed boy before he could arrive a moment.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen could only put on a wry smile again, shook his head, and looked at the white-pupiled young man, at this time, the white-pupiled young man turned into a vague shadow again, he let out a long sigh, and said:

"Little old man, then you choose a path for Xue!"

Originally, the next thing should be a natural thing, but Xue Zhen gradually recovered his condensed complexion, and in his pupils, he saw the front of the white-eyed boy, and it turned out that the white-eyed boy had already turned around, looked at Xue Zhen, and said:

"Actually, you shouldn't be in this place!"

Speaking of this, the figure of this white-eyed young man flashed, and he had disappeared, and in Xue Zhen's mind, a message appeared, a message that could make Xue Zhen judge, and the choice given to him was the sixth path, that is, the blue ribbon formed by the color group, such a road of chance.

At the same time, Xue Zhen's gaze swept into his body, and he forcibly connected his heart and found that the white strip of the wick in the body of the white-pupiled young man was burned, and this time it was burned to the length of two inches, that is, the core of two inches was lost, and finally there were five inches left.

Whenever he saw the white-eyed young man doing things for himself, even if it was big or small, and consumed his own strength, Xue Zhen felt a sense of guilt and guilt, and it took a while to recover.

In the end, when the white-eyed boy flashed back into Xue Zhen's body, those floating streamers danced again, and they came back to life. Xue Zhen sighed secretly, took control of the light, and before those color clusters had produced the power of absorption, he had already passed through such a white-eyed boy to choose the blue color cluster for him, and completely disappeared in this colorful world. (To be continued......)