Carry out obscenity to the end

She was inexplicably shocked, after taking off the fruit, she walked up to Xuancao, spread her hands and asked, "Can you see something in my hand?"

Xuan Cao looked at Qing Jueshang's beautiful hand like jade fat, which was empty, and shook her head not knowing what this strange woman was asking.

"There seems to be something, but why can't I see it?" Mo Yu yelled from the side, as if he was very strange and interested, and even reached out to touch Qing Jueshang's hand.

Qing Jueshang Lightning withdrew his hand, and put away the fruit of the fire tree and silver flower carefully.

Only true lovers can see the fiery trees and silver flowers bear fruit, and after sharing it with their lover, they will be blessed by the heavens. What a beautiful legend this is, Qing Jueshang is suddenly a little fascinated, and wants to meet that playful guy. [

Little did he know that at this moment, Mo Yi had already turned to the tomb in Nanjuzhou, and missed Qing Jueshang, Mo Yu and others again.

However, some fates are destined to be missed, and the taboo small world opened is the intersection of parallel lines.

Mo Yi and the people from Tiandian finally arrived at the place where the tomb of Nanju Prefecture was located after traveling for a few days.

It is still desolate and lonely here.

There have been spies telling the scene here for everyone.

Many sects in Nanju Prefecture have entered this vortex one step ahead of time, and no one has returned so far.

No one knows what kind of mysterious world lies behind the whirlpool.

However, this vortex has long been identified as belonging to the top-level ancient teleportation formation, and there must be a formation eye deep in the tomb.

Just like the whirlpool, anyone who went to inquire about the depths of the bottomless tomb never came back.

On one side of the wall, Mo Yi carved a unique spell and a block of text.

The spell and mana, but it is a status mark.

Next to this spell, there is a more subtle spell, like a thin embroidery needle that climbs along the exclusive spirit pattern of Wanfazong.

Master Dongfang also entered this vortex, and left behind the unique imprint of Wanfazong.

And now, Mo Yi also left such a unique imprint, and wrote a word Mo in Lantian Realm's own original square characters.

There are too many unknowns in this mysterious place, Mo Yi took Nalanyan's hand and entered this vortex.

Compared with the ancient legendary formation experienced last time, the space power of this formation is even more terrifying.

The whole person was completely trapped in a small, dark, narrow black box. He couldn't hear a sound, couldn't feel the slightest breath, and even his heartbeat almost stopped.

The hand holding Nalan Yan was forcibly separated under the influence of the resistable space force.

The dark and long time seemed to have passed thousands of years, and when Mo Yi's strong nerves could not bear it, a bright light shot into his eyes, and Mo Yi fell from midair with tears in his eyes. [

The whistling wind whistled in his ears, but fortunately, Mo Yi was lucky enough to fly into the air in time, if a monk who was insane, he might be thrown to death in vain just because of his panic.

In this new world, the aura is a little thin and very active.

The whole world is filled with a manic atmosphere, and it seems that the air is always filled with the smell of blood.

Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at the sky. There was also such a bright and sunny day with white clouds. The sky here did not look much different from Haoran Realm.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Mo Yi couldn't help frowning.

There is yellow sand everywhere, and you can't see the border when you raise your eyes.

Mo Yi was running in this desolate desert, the scorching sun was scorching above his head.

In this world, there is a special kind of confinement, flying in the air consumes aura very fast.

In an unfamiliar environment, in order to cope with possible dangers at any time, Mo Yi had to choose a slower walk.

However, even if the cultivator of the Heavenly Realm ran on the ground, his speed was like an arrow flying from the string. After running for about two hours, he encountered a battle.

More than a dozen monsters with strange shapes, even their faces covered with scales, but similar in size to scorpions, were besieging two men and women wearing one-piece robes.

Their realm is not too high, but the way of fighting is unique.

The scorpion monsters use saliva, constantly spraying out green juice from their spears, and their tails sometimes shoot out scorpion needles, attacking with a vicious and primitive method.

What's special is that a man and a woman in long robes, both of them have a wooden staff with a unique shape in their hands, and they are chanting spells that Mo Yi can't understand, and the pronunciation is extremely difficult, and then the actual fireballs burst out of thin air one by one. Summoned to attack scorpion monsters.

Those highly poisonous green poisons were evaporated by the fireball, and there was a defensive barrier similar to the legendary field in front of the two of them, which completely blocked the poisonous stingers of the scorpions attacking them.

This battle was not exciting. The wooden stick in the man's hand suddenly glowed, and he summoned a roaring fire dragon, which quickly burned all the ugly scorpion monsters.

In this desolate desert, it is a good thing to meet the same kind.

Mo Yi slowly approached the man and the woman.

The two of them naturally also noticed Mo Yi who was approaching, and they kept looking at him very vigilantly, even though Mo Yi seemed to be just a very cute and vicious boy, this vigilance still did not let up.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just a lost passer-by. I approached you two rashly, just want to ask about some things here." Mo Yi's smile always looks so sunny.

After confirming that Mo Yi was just a young boy and his strength was weak, the guards of the couple relaxed.

"Who are you? Where are you from? Why did you appear in this deserted desert?" The woman was about 20 years old, and she was quite beautiful, but there was a hint of hostility between her brows. [

In comparison, although the man next to her is ordinary in appearance, he has broad brows, and he is a person who dares to act.

Mo Yi's art of watching people is absolutely vicious and sophisticated, and the strength of the two of them is no more than that of the earth.

"My name is Mo Yi. To tell you the truth, I followed the seniors of the sect and came here from the Haoran Realm through the ancient times to transmit the great formation. But I don't want to be alone in this desert after I come out of the formation." Mo Yi said with a sigh.

The man and woman couldn't help showing joy when they heard Mo Yi say they were from Haoran Realm.

The man nodded and smiled and said to the woman: "Meimei, what this young man said should be true. Since a few months ago, the Qiankun Realm has been continuously losing spiritual energy. It must be because of changes in the Haoran Realm."

The man asked Mo Yi: "The eight divine grace towers in your Grand Virtue Realm, are they fully born now? How many towers have been fully born now?"

Mo Yi replied straightforwardly: "Before I came here with the sect, the two divine grace towers were completely born, and the movement was really earth-shaking."

After hearing Mo Yi's answer, the woman asked eagerly, "How many of the eight divine swords have been forged now?"

Mo Yi rubbed his head with a dazed expression: "What is the Eight Gates Excalibur? There are many divine weapons and swords in Haoran Realm, but I don't seem to have heard of the Eight Gates Excalibur. , but there is a magic weapon to punish evil, it is so majestic, and the whole world does not know it."

A trace of disappointment flashed in the woman's eyes, and the man patted the woman's hand lightly: "He is young, and his cultivation level is not high. It is normal not to know these secrets. The changes in the world are really due to the gods of the Haoran Realm. Enta was born. Now that we know the situation in Haoran Realm, this boy appeared at the right time, with a little more information, we can make a plan."

The woman nodded: "Brother Lin is right, when we get all his tricks out, if it's still useful, we'll keep it, if it's not, hmph."

Mo Yi followed the two magicians in long robes and holding wooden staffs as they shuttled through the deserted desert.

Magicians are their definition of their profession.

According to what the couple said, the universe they are in is a way of practicing magic, through various magic spells, to drive the elements between the heaven and the earth to carry out various defenses and attacks.

There are many levels of titles for magicians, and the two of them are great magicians, and above them are magisters, great magisters, and magic masters.

There are nine heavens in the Haoran world, which are further subdivided, and the magic universe is probably the three heavens corresponding to a title.

And now, the direction these two people were going to lead Mo Yi was their gathering place, the magic court where the great magister was stationed.

The most frequent activities in the barren desert are the biochemical beasts who fought with Lin Zhong and Xiao Mei just now.

This is a race from another time and space. It is very ferocious and has strong fighting power. The only weakness is that its intelligence is not too strong, and its head is a little bit tricky.

There are many races living in the world of Qiankun, from different time and space meeting here, the battle never stops for a moment.

Where there is yin, there is yang. If the world of Haoran is yang, then the world of Qiankun is yin.

This is the only Yin-Yang planet that exists in the entire vast starry sky.

Qiankun Realm is like a projection of Haoran Realm, it is inseparable from Haoran Realm and is closely related.

And Haoran Realm, in this era of the catastrophe of heaven and earth, belongs to the core of the universe.

The God En Tower was born, and all the sources of the starry sky flooded into the Haoran Realm.

There is an insurmountable space-time storm outside this planet, and no race can obtain the coordinates of the Haoran Realm.

But Qiankun Realm is just the opposite. The coordinates of the starry sky here can be obtained naturally by any race, and then gather on this planet through time-space wormholes.

Many races have even been here for more than a thousand years. Although there were battles before, they were only small-scale.

But now that Xiang has been killed, there is a river of blood that has already been killed between almost hostile races.

The fuse of all this is the abnormal loss of aura in the Qiankun Realm, and the entire environment began to change.

And everyone was fighting each other red-eyed for a treasure, but Mo Yi didn't ask what kind of treasure it was.