The golden one is undoubtedly Chengwu. In this lower realm, he is the only one who has practiced the [Bliss Sutra] to the second level, and the silver one is undoubtedly Zhuo Ye.
Unexpectedly, Zhuo Ye's talent in cultivation was so high. In such a short period of time, he could reach the realm of Kūgo.
Such a speed of cultivation is simply unheard of. Even if Zhuo Yifan has experienced many adventures, it is still far behind.
But Yulong is more worried about Zhuo Ye's safety. Although this child is better than himself, it is obviously very unwise to rush into the hiding place so recklessly.
Zhuo Yifan almost jumped out.
"Zhuo Yifan, I didn't expect that you had the foresight to hide here early. It's really high, too high."
Cheng Wu laughed loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not know that Zhuo Yifan was hiding here.
Zhuo Yifan's head is covered with black lines.
This bastard Chengwu is indeed extremely insidious. He can even find out if he hides such a secret.
At this moment, Cheng Wu and Zhuo Ye have turned into two rays of light and thrown into the void.
"Let's go! Let's follow."
Zhuo Yifan no longer thought about whether it was safe now. He spread his hands to both sides and got out of the disguise.
The Taoist talisman culture was the size of a shield, covering everyone and falling into nothingness.
Anlong shouted: "Brother Zhuo, you are too reckless and fell into Cheng Wu's scheme. It was just a puppet projection he cast. He wanted us to explore the way."
Zhuo Yifan cursed: "Wochao, Master Chengwu is indeed as sinister as ever."
But at this moment, he has thrown himself into nothingness, being locked by the surrounding energy and becoming part of the vortex. He cannot escape if he wants to.
It can only spin and rush towards nothingness.
Behind him, Master Chengwu laughed loudly: "Donor Zhuo, you are too impatient. There are dangers in this hiding place, so be careful."
Zhuo Yifan opened his mouth to curse, but at this moment, a huge force suddenly came out of nothingness, like a giant hand grabbing him.
Zhuo Yifan felt as weak as a child at this moment, completely powerless to resist in the face of this huge force.
Everyone felt a sense of despair, feeling dizzy, and was suddenly thrown into a [black hole] by that huge force.
This [black hole] is really black. You can't see it with your hands, and you can't explore it with your spiritual consciousness.
Everyone collectively became blind.
Hoo ho ho!
I don't know how long it took, but when everyone was spinning so hard that they couldn't vomit, and their limbs became weak, a faint light finally appeared in front of them.
Zhuo Yifan was shocked: "Everyone, give me your power. We must get out of this vortex, otherwise we will die without a burial.
Everyone also knew that this moment was a matter of life and death, and out of trust in Zhuo Yifan, everyone transferred their power to Zhuo Yifan.
The ripples in Zhuo Yifan's eyes were active, like a bottomless pool.
Two red lights burst out, locking the light in front of them.
At this moment, the passage is filled with nothingness, seemingly endless, but similar to the space passage, a strong space storm is raging.
These storms are comparable to wind blades, and the Mahayana stage may not be able to withstand them even for a second.
If Zhuo Yifan hadn't had the foresight to set up a group magic circle, no one at this time, except Anlong Zhuo Yifan and the Psychedelic Fairy, would have survived.
Under the constant cutting of the space blade, the shield appeared to be very weak, just like peeling a potato with a knife, becoming thinner layer by layer.
It was about to disappear completely, but with everyone's injection of strength, it became much stronger.
Anlong was shocked: "Why is this space storm so powerful? Is it an interface space storm?"
Zhuo Yifan said in surprise: "What does interface space storm mean?"
"We are in the lower realm. The biggest barrier is the Three Realms Barrier. It removes the demonic world on earth from the three realms and turns it into the lower realm. This force of rules is very powerful. When we teleport or travel through the secret realm, we are not actually traveling through the real space at all.
The rules are just some spatial barriers."
Anlong smiled bitterly and said: "General space storms are just some small space rules, but real space storms, like this one, can tear apart all existence. Even if the devil falls into it, he may not be able to escape."
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "No wonder the people in the upper world look down on us in the human world and the demon world. What we realize is basically the dregs they don't want."
The power of this space blade was completely beyond Zhuo Yifan's imagination.
Every cut is like actually cutting the space into two halves.
Countless space blades continuously bombarded the shield.
Zhuo Yifan used the [Seven Stars Defying Heaven Formation], and with the help of the power of the divine sword, he gathered the strength of everyone, and was able to keep the shield indestructible.
Everyone no longer cares about cursing Master Chengwu.
In this space storm, no one dared to use their spiritual sense to detect it. The only useful thing was their eyes, but unfortunately they couldn't see anything.
Zhuo Yifan controlled the [Seven Stars Defying Heaven Formation]. At this moment, he completely understood what he had learned throughout his life. Although it was not the Seven Divine Swords, it also exerted corresponding power.
Once the sword formation changed, it was no longer focused on defense, but instead exploded like a nuclear bomb.
Boom boom boom!
The sound was deafening.
Streams of brilliant sword energy finally dispelled the darkness in front of them, breaking the existing rules of space rotation, allowing everyone to fly towards the bright light.
With a cry, the sword array flew directly out of the light and left the chaotic passage.
Zhuo Yifan's face flushed. No one knew how much effort he put into crossing this passage.
Controlling the sword formation, everyone slowly landed on this piece of land.
Chapter completed!