Zhuque looked at everything in front of him and felt very touched. The desire for freedom is the deepest requirement in the heart of every life. Even if he sacrifices his life for it, he often does not hesitate to do so. It is reasonable for Xuanwu to make such a choice. Instead of living here, it is better to fight.

After Xuanwu's larger body has grown to a certain extent, it is as if it has encountered an invisible obstacle avoidance, and it is difficult to break through and is tightly bound. No matter how many times Xuanwu's impact is, even if it is bloody and blood flying, it will not work.

Time passed by minute by minute, and finally, amid Xuanwu's hoarse roar, the entire space and Xuanwu's body made a huge sound, causing a black hole to appear out of thin air where Xuanwu's original lingering body.

The objects around the black hole suddenly fell into it, and even the Zhuque standing beside him was sucked and staggered. Faced with the sudden change, Zhuque took out a Ruyi stick and inserted it heavily on the ground. Only then did he stop his body, and then stretched out his hand to grab the Qiankun bag that was struggling.

Time was very short, and in the blink of an eye, everything calmed down again, but Xuanwu's body disappeared. Yes, it was missing, and it was completely missing, even if there was no flesh and blood splashing during the explosion, as if Xuanwu had never appeared.

Zhuque felt sad for Xuanwu, but he didn't expect that the result of breaking free from the imprisonment was so tragic that the bones in the end were gone. I guess the consciousness was also destroyed with the body.

Only bare rocks were left at his feet, and even the small pool disappeared. Zhuque walked elsewhere and held a handful of loess and piled it gently in the original pool, which was to give Xuanwu an imagined place to live. Then, he gave a deep bow, which was also a due etiquette.

"Thank you, girl." A hoarse, faint voice came to Zhuque's ears. Although it was weak, Zhuque could tell that it was Xuanwu's voice.

Looking back suddenly, the back was empty and the surroundings were quiet.

"There is no need to look for girls. I am in the Qiankun bag. At the last moment, it is the Qiankun bag that sucks my consciousness away so that I can save it."

Xuanwu's voice came again, with gratitude and luck in his tone.

Zhuque then looked at the Qiankun bag in his hand. In addition to the original dragon and phoenix pattern, there was another turtle shape. Needless to say, this is the appearance of Xuanwu.

Zhuque felt relieved. Even if his body disappeared, his conscious existence would mean that he would not perish. A divine beast of this level might not be able to evolve his body again on that day.

Without further ado, Zhuque asked about the passage for a long time and rushed over.

It was still the same place when I came, and the pavilion was still standing quietly, as if waiting for the return of Suzaku.

Zhuque also got the answer from Xuanwu's mouth about the origin of Xiaoting. As for Zhuque and Qinglong, he must also know, but one has only the body left, and the other has an incomplete consciousness and cannot get the answer at all. In contrast, Xuanwu is a complete consciousness and has a complete memory of the past. It is precisely because of this that Zhuque also realized the change of Qiankun Bag. After Xuanwu's consciousness was added, Qiankun Bag became a bit like Noah and could communicate with his own consciousness.

The little ting was originally Xiaoyaozi's previous weapon, a whisk. After sealing Xing Tian, ​​it was also kept as a tool for communication between the four divine beasts.

Perhaps because of the change of Qiankun Bag, Xiaoting did not go against Zhuque's wishes with the addition of Xuanwu consciousness. After Zhuque told his destination, he immediately entered the passage.

With the same experience, Zhuque had lost his curiosity and carefully studied this channel.

Layer layers of black cloud-like matter are separated by this channel, constantly squeezing the outer wall of the channel, and the entire channel changes accordingly, but there is no sign of being flattened.

Judging from the distance passed and the time used, its speed can definitely be considered as a divine speed, which is a speed that Zhuque knows that no means of transportation cannot reach. As for what method Xiaoyaozi used to achieve such an effect, Zhuque could not imagine it.

Just as Zhuque was thinking, Zhuque had already arrived at the end of the passage.

This is a small island, only about a dozen square meters. The surrounding sea water creates huge waves, but it does not affect the island at all, as if there is an invisible barrier that separates the sea water from the island.

"Is this where the White Tiger lives?" Zhuque's face was full of questions.

Xuanwu seemed to have completely adapted to the environment in Qiankun bag, and was nourished by Qiankun bag, and had completely recovered, and his voice was no longer as weak as he spoke.

"This is where the White Tiger lives, but to find the White Tiger, you still need to go in another door."

The black line on the head of the Vermilion Bird is like this, a small place that cannot be smaller. If there is a door, I'd seen it a long time ago. How could it look like there is a door?

As if he guessed that Zhuque could not find the door, Xuanwu immediately prompted: "Miss, please look carefully to the right, that's where the door is."

On the right? Zhuque turned around and looked carefully as he spoke. The huge waves crossed the top of his head, as if he swallowed the island into his belly. At the moment when the light and darkness alternated, a small water line appeared, like the outline of a door. Could it be that this is the portal that Xuanwu mentioned?

Suppose this is really a portal, then when you walk in, isn’t it just entering the huge waves in the sea? This is clearly the rhythm of sending death?

Zhuque's hesitation caused Xuanwu to burst into laughter.

"I thought you were a fearless person. I didn't expect that there were times when hesitation. Do you think I was lying to you?"

Zhuque turned red and argued: "Where am I afraid? I'm just careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship."

Xuanwu stopped joking about Zhuque and explained to Zhuque: "I have seen the armor on you. With it, there are very few people in this world who can hurt you. What's more, the Qiankun Bag is not a decoration. You just don't understand its purpose. If we gathered all four of us, it would be much worse than Noah. So, you can enter with confidence and boldness. Perhaps the world inside is not what you imagined."

Xuanwu was sold for a moment, which aroused Zhuque's competitive spirit. Thinking about his equipment, he really didn't have to worry about anything. If it really didn't work, he could fly to the sky.

When he came up to the door, Zhuque tried it with his hands first and used his palm to push the door.

Without the barriers as imagined, the palm of your hand easily entered the portal, as if it had disappeared. There was no feeling of the erosion of the sea water, as if there was nothing behind the door.

Pulling his palm back, there was no trace of water on his palm, which made Zhuque feel that the huge waves he saw in front of him were just an illusion.
Chapter completed!