Qin Sang quickly calmed down, his fingers bounced slightly, circling his true essence, and silently wielding the magic formula.

‘Click!’

A flash of lightning suddenly slashed over in the light flow.

Qin Sang sighed, "Sure enough, it's still inside the insect tomb. If you take action here, you will still be backfired by heaven and earth, but this place is much more dangerous than outside..."

Outside, ancient insects are scattered on the vast land, not in danger at all times, but here is different.

The impact and pressure of the light flow always exist, and the heavenly demon transformation and Dharma appearance cannot be used, and the power of Qin Sang's body is also greatly limited. This thought flashed through his mind, and he perceived the characteristics of the surrounding powers and gradually became familiar with this place, from a drowning person to a big fish familiar with water nature.

The lightning and poisonous light on his body flickered, his body trembled and swayed, like a big fish waving its tail, swimming in the "river water", and its movements became more and more flexible.

But this is just a temporary measure and cannot really change the current situation. External pressure always exists. The sky-eyed butterfly and the monster insect have been taking action to resist and their strength is constantly consumed. If they can't find a way out, sooner or later, the situation will be very bad on the day when they are exhausted.

Now the first task is to figure out where exactly this place is and how to get rid of the light flow.

Qin Sang shook his head and tried to move in the direction he thought was "upward".

The situation temporarily stabilized, and Qin Sang began to observe the surroundings through the magical power of the Tianmu. What he saw was a series of magnificent and magical scenes, which shocked him.

What seems to be the simple, scattered light that makes up the optical flow.

The light in the light flow has various shapes. They are as gentle as water, forming a surging river. They are extremely flexible and will not disperse even if they are squeezed and impacted.

Qin Sang remembered that he fell from the talisman world into the Nie River. The ferrymen carried him through the Nie River and saw countless strange small worlds.

Yes, when Qin Sang saw the light flow and those lights at this time, he actually felt similar, but it was not the Little Thousand World, but the Void Fragment.

To be precise, it is the light reflected from the void fragments that gather here.

There is no evidence, just Qin Sang feels, and I don’t know where those void fragments are and why this endless stream of light is formed.

Qin Sang tried to poke out a hand and grabbed the blue light belt in front of him.

This light belt is squeezed by the surrounding light, becoming a long streamer, and it looks just a blue light.

Qin Sang's fingers were in contact with the light belt, without any touch, and the light belt flowed past his fingers.

"Is it just my illusion?"
Chapter completed!