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Zi Xuan remembered his clansmen and old friends, and he was also worried about the strange creatures who had taken refuge in the Immortal Sea. She guessed that the high-ranking monks of the spirit world might have a way to bring everyone into the spirit world, but she didn't know how they could resist the suppression of the power of the law, and she was worried, making it difficult for her already troubled heart to be at peace.

She and Cheng Xinjun cautiously shuttled through the unfamiliar spatial mezzanine, sometimes burrowing into the spatial rift to try to figure out the direction, and sometimes rushing on the road, aimlessly searching for a way to the Blood Moon Realm in the darkness.

Near and far worries are coming, both of them feel tired, the boundless nothingness and darkness make people unable to see hope, and the increasingly frantic space storm makes the space mezzanine no longer able to stay for long.

But no matter which realm they went to through the crack, the power of the collapse of the laws inside was unbearable for them. In every realm they had visited, the heavens and the earth were shattered like mirrors, and pieces of them were rapidly wandering in the space, and the aftermath of passing by was stronger than the full force of a monk of the same rank.

The two of them exhausted their defenses, flying around to dodge, looking for a smaller and smaller way of life in each place of death, and even the strength of the communication and negotiation had to be saved, so as not to accidentally fall into the abyss of death.

As the days passed, Zixuan could no longer think about the whereabouts of her relatives and friends, and she could no longer be distracted to think about what to do if she couldn't get out. The space mezzanine seemed to be caught in something, and every crack and every immortal cultivation realm was flying in the same direction, as if there was some fatal attraction there.

Zixuan and Cheng Xinjun desperately flew around to dodge, this power was too powerful, but it didn't look like the power of nature, which made them think of the Heavenly Demon clone at the same time. What can I do if I just think of it? The strength of the refining period is not enough to resist at all, or can only barely maintain life.

Just when the two of them were at a loss, a crack suddenly crossed in front of them, and the familiar landform and suffocating aura inside made Zixuan can't help but exclaim: "Cheng Xinjun! It's the Blood Moon Realm!

They no longer bothered to resist the attraction, allowing themselves to be pulled, and even speeding up the speed at which they were pulled in the same direction. After two days of pursuit, they finally reached the level of the rift that led to the Blood Moon Realm.

As soon as they approached the rift, the two of them felt a terrifying aura coming from inside, but they didn't hesitate to use the power of the furious space to dodge into it.

The laws of the Blood Moon Realm are destroyed, and the Heavenly Dao does not exist.

Zixuan felt that his cultivation seemed to be floating on the surface, obviously the Yuan Ying in the dantian was still there, and the spiritual power was still there, but his hands seemed to have no strength. Her divine consciousness felt that her sea of consciousness was empty, more empty than the nothingness outside, and the whole person seemed to no longer exist.

She turned her eyes to look at Cheng Xinjun, and found that his face also showed a look of confusion, and the two of them looked at each other, and knew that they both had the same feelings.

Everything in the Blood Moon Realm has changed. Zi Xuan thought of the final plan of the Outer Heaven Demon Clan, to fuse the spirit world, fuse the laws, and rebuild the primordial to usher in monsters far beyond the ninth order. The current changes in the Blood Moon Realm are like the beginning of everything, and the laws are dissolving, waiting for the Demon Lord to rebuild after fusing the Six Realms.

She thought of the collapse of the spatial mezzanine, and thought of the scene of all worlds gathering in the same direction, and couldn't help but shudder, if the laws of the heavens and all the worlds, including the spirit world, disappeared, what would happen to them, the beings who existed based on the laws?

She didn't dare to continue thinking about it, so she simply concentrated on immersing herself in the chaotic Blood Moon Realm under her eyes, and sank her mind to look around for the traces of her own Spirit Venerable and Spirit Monarch.

Zixuan and Cheng Xinjun never thought that the world where the laws collapsed would be like this, all the rules of the Buddha did not exist, and the divine consciousness was obviously leaning forward, but it could be folded into the distance where it was not known.

They couldn't sense each other's breath, and even their vision was gradually blocked, and their eyes were blurry, no matter how far or near they were, as if they were separated by a layer, and as if all the real things in the world were distorted and distorted.

Light does not become light, space does not become space, the transmission of Cheng Xinjun can still be transmitted intermittently to Zhihai at the beginning, and after a stick of incense, Zixuan can no longer receive his message at all.

She didn't dare to act rashly, and she didn't dare to approach Cheng Xinjun's vague figure, for fear that she would go farther away if she moved. The other party obviously had the same idea as her, standing still in place, trying to maintain her body here in order to cope with all changes.

"Left ...... High..... Clan ...... Zijia ......"

Zixuan didn't know how to let the sound penetrate the obstacle to the direction it should go, when Zhihai suddenly heard an intermittent transmission. She was overjoyed, and without trying to respond, she quickly looked to the left, and sure enough, she saw a majestic red figure in the infinite light and shadow.

The man was wearing a vermilion tribal uniform, and although he couldn't tell whether the dark pattern on the top of the shirt was a vermilion bird, Zixuan instinctively felt that it was indeed a member of the Zi family.

She still stood still, waiting for the other party to come with Cheng Xinjun, that person's cultivation was obviously higher than the peak of the Nether Realm, and when the spiritual pressure came from afar, the two of them knew that this was actually the Dao Venerable of the Tribulation Period.

The red figure moved very slowly, and the world without rules and order had a great influence on this person. Fortunately, Daozun's strength lived up to the expectations of the two, and after a stick of incense, a male cultivator with surprisingly delicate facial features had a unique aura of the Vermilion Bird lineage, temporarily stabilizing the space around the two.

"You are Yin Xi of the Immortal Linzi family, what are you doing here, why didn't you go with them to cross the Immortal Sea?"

This Dao Venerable is obviously not the same as Qingmo and Hanmo, he looks calm and quiet, and there is a slight smile in this crazy scene. The tone is kind, and there is a trace of the liveliness unique to young people, which is somewhat similar to Zi Ruochong.

Zixuan felt the strong blood traction on his body, and his heart was finally relieved, and when he saw the word 'Yufeng' written on the token on his waist, he raised his fist and bowed his waist and said, "I've seen Yufeng Lingzun." Cheng Xinjun and I were delayed at the Immortal Border, and we couldn't rush to Immortal City, I don't know what happened to them now?

Zi Yufeng raised his hand and waved her and Chengxin to hold her up, and said helplessly: "They should have gone to the spirit world, as for how many are still alive...... I can't tell. However, judging from the current situation, the collapse of the law may be helpful for them to force their way into the spirit realm. ”

The Heavenly Demon Clone tried to destroy the law, and the Spirit Realm naturally couldn't avoid it, even if it was not as complete as the Nether Realm, but the suppression of the Nether creatures should have been reduced a lot.

"This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise," Zi Yufeng was a little optimistic by nature, looking at the increasingly violent light and shadow storm outside the barrier, "As for Wu Mu and Wu Shi, the two heads have their own arrangements. ”