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Half an hour later, in the large corridor of densely packed with portals, a blue light suddenly rushed out from a door on the right.

Blue light is a flying sword, with a boy standing on it, holding a beautiful woman in his arms, but his cheeks are blushing and soft, and he leans against the boy's arms and eyes are blurred and lazy.

"Damn, we're finally out!" Wang Yuanze breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the back garden where the God of Mingwei lives. These portals lead to different worlds and palaces, and are isolated by powerful rules. Most people cannot enter. However, after the God of God falls, they lose their divine power to support them. Most of these portal channels are broken. But if you want to go out, you have to find a way. I am just a little dragon with warm wine..."

Wen Yihu's nagging sound came from the wine glass hanging around his waist.

"I know, I have never seen such a dragon!" Wang Yuanze flew forward with his face twitching.

"You don't know that no one has spoken with me for a whole 100 million years!" Wen Yihu's voice was filled with melancholy.

Wang Yuanze ignored it and flew slowly along the corridor. After passing dozens of collapsed or closed portals, another intact passage appeared on the left. Wang Yuanze flew in without much hesitation.

Just as Wen Yihu said, he was just a little dragon with warm wine. He stayed in the bedroom of the Mingwei God Lord for the rest of his life, or in the restaurant, he had basically never seen any great world, but he had a lot of experience. After all, he lived for hundreds of millions of years. In the past, the God Lord treated him to a group of innate and acquired gods in the restaurant to eat meat, drink, chat and fuck him. After hearing too much, he naturally knew something.

However, the temple has begun to collapse, and various rules have begun to be confused. If you want to get out, you have to be careful, otherwise you may be trapped in this corridor for the rest of your life.

There was a huge lake in front of me, but the water in the lake was very strange, half in the sky and half on the ground, like a thick piece of glass breaking and staggering, and it looked very strange.

"Be careful, the space here has begun to be confused, and this passage will probably be disconnected soon!" Zalouzilong quickly reminded.

"I know, I'm not blind!" Although Wang Yuanze was impatient, he was actually full of alertness.

Because as soon as he came in, he felt an inexplicable fear and his hair stood up all over his body.

Therefore, this door is probably really dangerous.

Just as Wang Yuanze was suspiciously letting go of his spiritual consciousness to explore, a crack in his mind suddenly made a big segment of spiritual consciousness he released broke inexplicably.

Just as he looked up, he saw that the lake surface a mile away in front suddenly collapsed, and a large area of ​​lake water began to decompose into several large pieces and float around.

"Quick out, the rules here are about to collapse!" Wen Yihu screamed in horror.

"Click~"

Just as Wang Yuanze turned around and was about to retreat, he felt a sudden terror. The blue light flashed under his feet and rushed out more than a hundred feet away. When he turned around, he found that the passage that had just entered was actually disconnected.

"It's over~ we're going to die!" Wen Yihu wailed.

"Shut up~" Wang Yuanze shouted angrily, and the light from his feet flashed and turned into a stream of light and headed towards his left hand.

The rules here have already begun to collapse, and no one has disturbed them for countless years. Therefore, this relatively stable state can be maintained. But suddenly a force breaks in. Even if this force is negligible like an ant, it is like the last straw that crushes the camel.

And a place began to collapse, and then it was like a domino, and the entire space began to collapse on a large scale.

Amid the crackling sounds of crackling in the sky, the spiritual consciousness suddenly broke out, just like power outages, the images presented in my mind turned black.

What you see is even more terrifying. You can see that the staggered lake surface in the sky and underground begin to collapse like glass, and the sky collided into layers of spatial fluctuations, slowly gathering into an irresistible aura of terror rolling out from all directions. The entire temple was constantly shaking. Many palace buildings were already intact, beginning to collapse in amid the wave-like shock.

In a dark basement in the Divine Palace, the two immortals among the five black evil immortals are approaching a golden red flower. This is a blood god flower. As long as he gets it, he risked his life to enter the Cangming Ancient Palace this time, which is a complete success, and it will not be too far away from the success of spiritual transformation.

Unfortunately, just as his hand was about to grab the flower, the entire basement suddenly shook violently, and the ground collapsed with a loud bang, and the surrounding walls collapsed.

"No~~"

Amid the unwilling screams, the basement disappeared without a trace, but a large number of bricks and stones suddenly scattered under the divine palace, wrapped in the powerful power of Cangming, and then disappeared into the whistling black wind.

In another shaking garden, a spiritual monk with a rolling spiritual energy was approaching a dead vine sweating profusely. On the dead vine, only a purple fruit was left. Although it was only the size of a fist, the soul aura emitted was extremely rich.

This is a rare purple jade transformation fruit in the world, rich in extremely powerful soul power. As long as he can get it, it is effortless to break through the True Spirit Realm in one breath. In this way, he will soon become a God Transformation True Lord, whose strength and status will be greatly improved in the Southern Wilderness.

There have been more than ten cultivators around this spiritual fruit, and some of them are even known to him. They are all predecessors of the Spirit Transformation Realm who came in to explore treasures in the past few hundred years. There is no need to guess that they must be spiritual cultivators.

Because there is an extremely cold and yin aura in this garden, which is impossible for cultivators above the Spirit Realm to resist. This breath swallows spiritual energy very much. This dry vine that nurtures the purple jade transformation fruit is the culprit, but it is precisely because of the powerful devouring ability of the dry vine that the fruit can finally be nurtured.

He had already inquired about the location of the fruit. This time he came in early and no one competed with him, which just gave him plenty of time to find a way to pick it slowly.

This is the tenth day since I entered.

Of these ten days, except for one day when I was rushing to find a place, the remaining nine days were spent here.

And this is his only goal.

As long as he gets this fruit, he will no longer be greedy for other treasures in the ancient temple.

Looking at the fruit getting closer and closer, the monk who moved forward slowly turned his hand and took out a jade bottle, opened it, and swallowed the last elixir.

For this fruit, he spent ten fourth-grade spiritual pills.

The value alone is no less than tens of millions of stones, which is almost his lifelong savings.

And this huge effort has seen hope. At this time, he is less than twenty feet away from the fruit. As long as he persists for at most half an hour, he will succeed.

But at this moment, the ground suddenly shook suddenly, and with a crackling sound, the ground began to crack, the statue began to tilt, the withered vine was also torn off by the cracked ground, and the fruit fell into the crack.

"No, this is mine..." The cultivator of the Spirit Realm was anxious and did not care about the danger. He shook his body and forced the space to tear open the space in a flash. He appeared over the crack in a flash, and grabbed the fruit in his hand.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The monk in the Spirit Transformation Realm laughed proudly, but the laughter was not over. A very cold breath from the crack sprayed out and enveloped him.

“Ah~~”

Amid the terrified screams, the spiritual light on the monk's body protected was washed away without a trace. With the slight cracking sound, his body began to become stiff and petrified quickly. A Yuanying more than a foot long came out of the shell from the top of his head, but it instantly turned into a baby-shaped stone sculpture in the cold breath.

Two stone statues, one big and one small, and a purple fruit fell into the cracks and disappeared.

Escape... Escape... Escape...

In the collapsed space, a blue light flew up and down like a stream of light, avoiding the constantly shattering space, and running wildly along the place where the spiritual consciousness still exists.

"Hurry up, hurry up~" Wen Yihu hung around his waist kept screaming and urging.

Wang Yuanze had no time to take care of him at this time, and hugged Yao Luoxue, who was still in a semi-intoxicated state in his arms. He focused on emitting his spiritual consciousness like flowing water, constantly inquiring about the space around him, and the vitality in the dantian was also injected into the flying sword like flowing water. The flying formation had been stimulated to the maximum state by him, and it was already vaguely unbearable.

This is the best among a second-grade flying sword. It is a gift from Longmen Mountain. The materials are excellent and the workmanship is excellent, and the formations and runes are also complementary to the materials.

Wang Yuanze was originally in Kaiyuan Realm, but because of his abundant vitality, he chose this sword, which felt that it was enough. But in fact, his progress was very fast, and his spiritual consciousness was comparable to the Danyuan Realm. After drinking a stomach full of magic wine, he had always thought that he would not be able to fill his life, and the huge dantian that he had always thought he would not be able to fill in his life was actually filled with vitality.

It’s not that he can’t hold on, but that the flying sword under his feet cannot hold on, and his speed has reached its limit.

"Yuan Ze, I feel that the Nascent Soul can communicate. Let me use the teleportation technique to take you out..." Although the woman in her arms was fascinated, she still knew the crisis in front of her, so she urgently reminded her half-opened her hazy eyes.

"No, the space here is chaotic, and teleportation is very dangerous..." Before Wang Yuanze spoke, Wen Yihu couldn't help but remind him in fear.

"Don't worry, I feel like I'm about to find the exit..." Wang Yuanze kept his feet, and his energy was still rolling into the flying sword, while his spiritual sense was still exploring from all directions three or four miles away. In a vague way, he had already felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

"Swish~~"
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