But before Li Yangsong could breathe, the bloodline witch world began to vibrate violently.

"Boy, what's going on? Why is the spiritual veins drying up quickly? All the projections of the world have disappeared. What the hell are you doing!"

At this time, the angry voice of Zi Xiao’s old Taoist suddenly sounded, and he was shocked in an instant. With a thought, he fled into the bloodline witch world.

I saw that the entire bloodline witch world was dark and the lively spiritual veins in Tianzhu Peak were now in a state of sluggishness, completely devoid of the vitality of the past, and looked like they were seriously ill.

"Senior, this is a problem..."

After playing all this, Li Yang's face was full of bitterness.

But he knew that what he had to do now was to find a way to solve all this, not to complain. Thinking of this, Li Yang pointed.

"twitter!"

Silent on the Six Paths of Banners, the Phoenix Dharma Image representing the Heavenly Dao instantly hung in the sky, turning into a burning sun, and the sky and the earth have also restored its light.

"What the hell is going on? You guys have explained it clearly!"

Looking at Li Yang's soul in front of him, the old Taoist Zi Xiao's face was impatient. He knew nothing about what happened outside the world just now.

"I...I don't know how to explain it, you should read it yourself!"

What did Li Yang say about this? He can't say that his identity as a black householder was noticed by the Heavenly Dao and then exiled himself.

"this..."

Looking at the outside world without distinction between time and space, only the empty darkness, the old Taoist Zixiao was speechless for a moment.

Although he did not see anything, there was no trace of space in his field of vision, and there was no trace of energy fluctuations seen in the past. It was obvious that this place was not within the world, but it was somewhat similar to the legendary end of the world, the land of the world, and the land of the world.

In fact, the old Taoist Zixiao’s idea is not wrong, but Guixu is actually the Chaos Sea. It’s just that it has different understandings, but it actually means one thing.

In such a place, there is no matter, no energy, no up and down, or even no time, and it is empty.

There is only one special fluctuation that melts any substance. What is this fluctuation? Li Yang doesn’t know. He only knows that without the power of the world, he can’t even hold on for a second, and the true spirit will be melted and then completely disappear.

Even if he wanted to be there, his situation was not optimistic. According to the current speed of the power of the world melting, he could not last long.

Faced with this desperate situation, even the old Taoist Zi Xiao was silent at this time and could not come up with any good suggestions.

After all, Guixu is so mysterious that no creature has ever been involved in it. It has always been a legend.

"Senior, I'm the one who has implicated you!"

Looking at the silent old Taoist Zi Xiao, Li Yang wanted to speak but stopped for a while. After a long time, he apologized with a full face.

"What do you say is to be implicated or not? This is my own choice. You don't blame me... Besides, I have lived for thousands of years, which is dozens of times that of an ordinary person. What else can I not be satisfied with!"

Waving his hand, the old Taoist Zixia's voice was low, she barely squeezed out a smile, and comforted Li Yang, "Besides, things have not come to the end, and no one can tell what the result will be!"

Although he knew that the old Taoist Zixiao was comforting himself, Li Yang felt much better after hearing this.

......

In the darkness, there is no concept of time, and I don’t know how long I have been drifting. At this time, the power of the world in the bloodline witch world was almost exhausted.

Just when Li Yang was almost desperate, a slight fluctuation of time and space suddenly rekindled his hope of survival.

In this vast and boundless darkness, any fluctuation will be infinitely amplified. Following this fluctuation, hope rekindled in Li Yang's heart.

Following this fluctuation, Li Yang mobilized the only world power left in the bloodline cave heaven and worked hard to get it up.

As an aurora flashed past his eyes, Li Yang was instantly captured by this time and space fluctuation.

A powerful force of time and space acted on Li Yang, and instantly swept him into a colorful time and space tunnel.

Faced with this sudden change, Li Yang was not surprised but happy, and his heart was filled with the joy of escaping from the sky.

After great sorrow and joy, Li Yang's already exhausted mind instantly relaxed, and he fell into a deep coma.

......

In the bloodline of the witch world, in the underground Milk Lake, the green withered vine had stretched out its tender buds at some point, and a twisted time and space enveloped the withered vine.

It was this twisted barrier of time and space that led to the old Taoist Li Yang and Zi Xiao not realizing its abnormality.

At this time, the buds of the withered vine were emitting an extremely special wave. This wave was so obscure that it was somewhat similar to the magnetic field that wiped out everything in chaos, but it was a little different.

This special fluctuation seems to have no boundaries and is not blocked by any matter and energy, spreading wildly in chaos.

The space-time tunnel that rolled up Li Yang was attracted by the inexplicable fluctuations emitted by the dry vine.

However, all this was unknown to the old Taoist Niyanghe Zixiao.

The moment Li Yang was swept into the time and space tunnel, the withered vines gradually became silent, as if they had fallen into some kind of sleep, floating in the underground milk lake.

......

In the early 20th century, Hong Kong Island was just a small fishing village. Although it had initially flourished, it had no shadow of the Oriental Pearl in later generations.

In the endless wilderness, a figure wearing a white lining was running wildly on the wilderness, his steps were light and a distance of about a foot.

This person looks in his forties, with a majestic face, a bright eyes, a broad forehead, and two small beards above his lips. Not only does it not make people feel abrupt, but it adds a bit of righteousness.

"master!"

At this moment, a short and fat young man who had already been waiting in the wilderness threw out a yellow Taoist robe.

The white figure jumped up like a light white crane. When he turned around, the Taoist robe in the air instantly clung to his body. The whole set of movements was flowing and flowing, and it was completed in one go.

"There's not much time left, Luo Geng!"

Looking at the two disciples who had been waiting for a long time, the middle-aged Taoist priest in the cherry-shaped Taoist robe, he looked at the dim sky and stretched out his palm with a serious face.

"Big Dipper borrows the moon, and the cranes look for the dragon!"

Luo Geng was spinning in the middle-aged Taoist's hand, and a light golden magic power overflowed. The paper crane above Luo Geng flew out instantly, and the sound of the crane's cry echoed in his ears, echoing in the vast wilderness.

"Walk!"

Looking at the direction guided by the paper crane, the middle-aged Taoist priest's face condensed and he rushed up instantly.

"Go aside! Run..."

Just as the three of them approached the green cave entrance, the middle-aged Taoist felt his scalp numbness, and an unprecedented crisis hit his mind. He subconsciously pulled his two apprentices and turned around and jumped up, and fell into a soft yellow mud.

"Dong! Sisi..."

The moment the three of them pounced on each other, a dim star crossed the sky, hitting the entrance of the Yinlu Cave.

Accompanied by the heavy impact, the entire wasteland was shaking, and a colorful aurora shot straight into the sky, and the dark green color in the cave was instantly dispersed.

"This... Master, what's going on!"

After the vibration subsided, the three of them became scared from the soft yellow mud, and they didn't care about the mess, and looked at the entrance of the falling hole.

"The color becomes colorful, which is auspicious. Only the legendary immortals come to the world can have such aura, but..."

The two apprentices must have looked at each other with their faces. The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the colorful aurora, frowned, and looked full of surprise.

What he said is just the records of immortals in the master's sect. He has seen the Yin God in the Underworld. As for the real immortals, he has only heard of them, but has never encountered them.

"But what?"

Seeing that his master was also full of surprise and doubt, the short and fat young man couldn't wait to urge him to ask.

"In legend, the immortal lives in the Zifu Tianjue. Maybe this is not an immortal, but an immortal elixir artifact that fell from the heavens. You said it is right, the master."

At this time, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes also interrupted, and as he spoke, his eyes still showed a look of restlessness.

"Then won't we get rich? If it's really an immortal pill, wouldn't the master have the chance to become an immortal? As the saying goes: One person can achieve the Tao, and the chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven. At that time, won't we have the chance to..." "You are ascending to heaven, and you will think of all the good things and become an immortal! I think you want to become a ghost..."

Looking at the short and fat apprentice who was trapped in fantasy, the middle-aged Taoist slapped him hard on the head, and suddenly blew his beard and glared at the two apprentices.

"I don't want it to be a magical artifact, I just hope that it won't cause trouble!"

After a while, the middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the two apprentices, his eyes full of worries.

As a practitioner who adheres to the right path of heaven and earth, he never believes in any unrest wealth from heaven. It usually ends with great prosperity and decline, and only after suffering is over, then the world will be operated. As for the unrest wealth from heaven and earth, it will usually be accompanied by disasters.

"Then master, should we go in?"

Looking at the expression of his master, the short and fat young man touched his head and his expression began to hesitate.

"Senior brother, of course you have to go in. Have you forgotten? The villagers of Gantian Town are still waiting for us to retrieve the dragon vein stone!"

"Hey... let's go, it's a blessing or not a disaster, it's a disaster that cannot be avoided!"

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist priest also knew that this is not the time to hesitate. If he delayed the time and did not retrieve the dragon veins in time, it would affect the Feng Shui of the entire Gantian Town.

"Remember, the sun is gone for thousands of years, and the poison is covered with heavy poison. Get your sheepskin bags!"

Looking at the entrance of the cave with a colorful color, the middle-aged Taoist priest took out two sheepskin bags from his back and handed them to his two apprentices.

"Master, the meteorite fell just now, and any poison barrier should have been evaporated. What other sheepskin bags are you going to need."

After taking the sheepskin bag from the middle-aged Taoist priest, the thick-browed young man muttered reluctantly.

"Talk too much! Be careful. If you don't want it, then give it back to me..."

He glared at the thick-browed young man, and the middle-aged Taoist priest said, pretending to reach out to grab the sheepskin bag from his hand.

"No! Master, I'm just kidding you."
To be continued...