"Eyes... become bloody mouth?" Ling Luoyu looked at him in confusion, then looked at the wound.

This wound was really like a big mouth torn apart.

But how could such a strange thing as eyes turning into mouth?!

"San Young Master, really!! I didn't lie!"

Feng Chenglin struggled to sit up, serious and anxious.

"I'm not confused, everything I see is true... Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe my wound!?"

"I believe in you!"

Ling Luoyu tied cloth for his wound and stuffed another handful of elixir into his mouth.

There is a temple here, and she cannot send Feng Chenglin to the Chaos Secret Realm to heal her wounds for the time being.

"By the way, Master San, you...how did you save me!?"

Feng Chenglin chewed the pills and seemed to be crispy when he ate the candy.

"I haven't seen you yet, I just feel like you've pulled me..."

"It's the heart of the formation! It guides us to find you!"

Ling Luoyu only realized that Ding Temple was standing there as if he was in a daze.

"Ding the temple?"

She walked to the temple with caution and caution.

Dingmiao's eyes were a little distracted, as if he was immersed in a certain environment.

"Ding Temple..."

Ling Luoyu winked at Feng Chenglin and signaled him to retreat, while he carefully and slowly grasped the center of the formation.

Dingmiao's eyes were flowing, and it fell on Ling Luoyu's hands, and his eyes were still a little dull.

Ling Luoyu's hand froze for a moment. Seeing that he had no next move, he continued to take action and gently pinched the center of the formation in his hand.

"Det the temple, give it to me..."

The hand of Ding Temple suddenly loosened, and the man stood still as blankly as he looked at the center of the formation and moved towards Ling Luoyu as it moved.

Suddenly—

His eyes suddenly burst out, and his greedy and fierce eyes filled his eyes, and he suddenly grabbed the center of the formation.

“It’s mine…”

Ling Luoyu turned his wrist and put the formation heart into his palm. The power of the Chaos Yuanling was released and hit Ding Temple with a bang.

"Bang!"

He fell to the ground in silence, falling at Feng Chenglin's feet.

"It hurts so much..."

He screamed in pain, and slowly opened his eyes, facing Shangfeng Chenglin's gaze, and was stunned.

"Why are you...you?"

Feng Chenglin thrust: "Who do you think it is?"

"Aren't you... missing?"

Dingmiao looked at him in a daze, his eyes fixed on his most arm.

"Are you injured?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He has been injured for so long, do you still need to ask again?!

Looking at his eyes, Dingmiao seemed to understand something: "What happened to me just now... just now!"

Ling Luoyu closed the heart of the formation and stood on guard: "You were going to grab the heart of the formation just now..."

"Snatch? The heart of the formation?"

Dingmiao stood up suddenly and breathed rapidly.

"It's the heart of the formation!! It's it that confused me...it..."

He wanted to express something, but eventually shook his hand.

"I understand. There is another function in this formation center, which is to switch time and space at will... As long as the person holding the formation center can enter its time and space at will!"

“Its time and space?”

Feng Chenglin blinked his eyes and knew nothing about it.

"You mean, this iron lump... is also a space magic weapon?"

"No, it is more amazing than any space magic weapon... Let me tell you this!"

Dingmiao was so excited that he danced with joy, not knowing what to say.

"You can freely travel through the space it has experienced...it can take thousands of years and thousands of years!!"
Chapter completed!