The teleportation array is fully activated and the space law is activated.

Fang Yu only felt a sudden shock in his body, and he became lighter, entering the space channel again.

But this time, it was like it was rising into the air, and there was no strong sense of shuttle.

He could even see himself gradually leaving the Immortal Realm and reaching the endless starry sky outside the Immortal Realm.

The time I went to the gate of the Immortal Realm was not as long as I expected.

It felt like in less than half a quarter of an hour, Fang Yu and Mingli came to the top of the huge colorful vortex.

It's just like when I came to the fairy world before.

Fang Yu and Mingli were in the same bubble, floating slowly.

And around them, there are countless flashing beams of light.

The light beam represents monks who are traveling back and forth through the gates of the Immortal Realm.

Fang Yu and Ming Li are just one of them, but they felt like they were floating slowly in the bubbles.

In the eyes of other monks who were traveling through, the bubbles they were in were just one of the countless light beams that flashed by around them.

"I haven't been to the gate of the fairy world again for a long time."

Mingli lowered his head and looked at the giant colorful vortex below, with a very complex mood in his tone.

For him, the Holy Yuan Immortal Realm is an out of reach, a thorn in his heart for a long time.

He is a member of the Ghost Clan. When he was young, he experienced the process of the Ghost Clan's decline from prosperity and being broken up by the Taoist God Clan.

For the gods, even after so many years, his heart was still full of hatred.

He has never forgotten the Holy Yuan Immortal Realm, which was originally controlled by their ghost clan veins. He has always wanted to lead the Underworld Ghost Clan to return to the Holy Yuan Immortal Realm and revitalize the Ghost Clan veins!

However, although this idea exists, it is unrealistic.

Mingli knew very well that with the strength of him and the Nether Ghost Clan, it was extremely difficult not to return to the Holy Yuan Immortal Realm even if it was to break through the encirclement of the four branches of the Jitian Immortal Realm!

If Fang Yu had not emerged from nowhere, the ending of the Nether Ghost Clan... would have been gradually divided and eaten by the four gods as time goes by until they completely disappear.

"We are already heading to the Holy Yuan Immortal Realm now?" Fang Yu asked.

"Yes, it shouldn't take too long." Mingli replied.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

The bubbles are still floating slowly.

But after reaching a critical point, I suddenly started to fall down!

Fang Yu and Mingli fell towards the giant colorful vortex below and were finally sucked into the center of the vortex.

"call out!"

At this moment, Fang Yu and Ming Li could clearly feel the body sinking.

The vision in front of me changed.

The original colorful vortex, bubbles, etc.... have disappeared.

Instead, it is a wasteland.

Looking forward, there are cracked mountain areas.

It can be seen that there have been large-scale wars here, and even there are many pits on the ground.

When you look back, you will see a forest of dead trees.

There is no vitality in this place, it is a place of death.

However, the immortal power exists between heaven and earth is quite strong.

It is much stronger than the Jitian Immortal Realm.

Fang Yu knew that this place must be the Holy Yuan Immortal Realm.

As for where you are in the Holy Yuan Immortal Realm, only Mingli knows it.

Fang Yu turned his head and looked at Mingli.

At this moment, Mingli was looking around blankly.

Although he could not see his expression, Fang Yu could feel the strong sense of grief and anger he exuded.

They were able to come here through the gate of the Immortal Realm because of the imprint on Mingli's body.

Then, this place must be a place that Mingli used to be very familiar with.

Fang Yu did not rush to speak, but just silently observed the situation around him.

"Honor Fang... This was once the tribe of our ghost clan."

After a moment, Mingli spoke actively and his tone was depressed.

His emotions were very restrained, but he seemed to be unable to control himself, so his voice was trembling.

"When you left the Holy Yuan Immortal Realm, this was already like this?" Fang Yu asked.

"...No, we were all participating in the fairyland war at that time and never returned here again..." Ming Li said in a deep voice.

"But you should have some expectations for such a situation." Fang Yu said.

"Yes, I just witnessed it with my own eyes..." Mingli forced himself to calm down and prevent the anger in his heart from continuing to spread.

Before you have enough strength, anger is useless, and hatred is useless.

"Ghost clan..."

Fang Yu’s greatest understanding of the ghost clan is the Ghost King.

The secret technique of the Ghost King is of great value to physical cultivation like him.

According to Mingli, his current location is where the ghost clan was once the location.

Judging from the current destruction of this place, there must be no ghost monks here.

"Is the Ghost King still alive? If he is still alive, he shouldn't have sat down to see the ghost clan so devastated, right? If he dies, what kind of existence will he die in the hands of?" Fang Yu frowned and looked at Mingli.

He wanted to ask Mingli if he knew the whereabouts of the Ghost King.

But after thinking about it, Mingli must have no idea, otherwise he would have known that Fang Yu had mastered the secret method of the Ghost King, so he would not have reacted like that.

"Honor Fang, I will take you around and take a look first." Mingli said in a deep voice.

"good."

Fang Yu nodded and flew into the air with Mingli.

After arriving in the air, the vision is wider and you can see more clearly the current situation of the ghost tribe.

It was smashed to pieces everywhere, and the ground was filled with giant pits.
Chapter completed!