Seven Hundred and Thirty-Nine. Practice Here with Me

As Yan Zhaoge expected, Luo Zhitao and the others were only one step away from reaching this sky wall? 21??

But with just this one step difference, they were still blocked outside the world. Ω

The chaotic space-time overlaps, and it seems that there are paths everywhere, but in fact, no matter which direction, the destination may be extremely far away.

Only by finding the right path and stepping into the right space level can you reach the place you want to go.

Just as Yan Zhaoge and Bai Ziming wanted to find the Great World of Yan Fu before, they were also full of hardships.

Everyone in the Guangming Sect, like Yan Zhaoge, also left signposts in the Upper Realm.

But affected by the void storm caused by the shattering of Emperor Youming's Mausoleum, it was much more difficult for them to distinguish the path than Yan Zhaoge who was protected by the Great Youming Wheel.

Finally, they got in touch with Tan Jin and the others who were staying in the Upper Realm, and tried to use the Tianbi injury here in Luan Xiangzhou to return under the cooperation of the inside and the outside.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the place, the injury of the sky wall disappeared.

Presented in front of Luo Zhitao's group is a cloud of nothingness, as if separating the two worlds of reality and illusion.

They tried to enter the cloud, but found that the cloud was like an illusion, and it was difficult to actually touch it.

The injury of the sky wall still cannot be found, and the path to return to the upper world is also nowhere to be found.

Although it was as hazy as if covered with a layer of tulle, Luo Zhitao could even clearly see the faces of Yan Zhaoge, Mrs. Kang, Tan Jin and others in the illusory cloud.

Tan Jin said something loudly to him, but no sound came out, and Luo Zhitao could only tell by the shape of his mouth.

Tan Jin pointed at Yan Zhaoge and said, "This is where the Tianbi's injury should have been, but it was destroyed by this kid!"

Yan Zhaoge was also in the illusory cloud at this moment, and he also became half-empty and half-solid, making it difficult to move.

The whole person is like a small bug solidified by amber.

Not only him, but also the Beiming avatars beside him, including the Hall of Dragons, and Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu, Xiao Ai, and Panpan in the main hall.

Even the remains of some remaining real dragons stored in the depths of the Dragon Hall have become illusory and blurred, losing their actual shape.

The only two exceptions are the Dayou Minglun and the Sun Seal. The two treasures are still in their original appearance, floating quietly in the illusory realm.

In addition, the several holy weapons that Yan Zhaoge carried with him, together with Feng Yunsheng's yet-to-be-consummated Rising Sun Sword, all lost their entities just like the rest of them, leaving only phantoms.

Yan Zhaoge was not alarmed, seeing Luo Zhitao and others outside the illusory cloud, he smiled and waved at them.

Whether it was Tan Jin and the others who were in nothingness inside the cloud group, or Luo Zhitao and the others who were affected by the void storm outside the cloud group, they couldn't help but feel even more depressed when they saw this.

Especially Luo Zhitao and his party, following them was the violent turbulence of space.

It was difficult for them to stay outside the cloud, and they were about to be swept away by the turbulence again.

The spatial turbulence in this place at this time is much weaker than when Emperor Youming's tomb was just shattered.

As time goes by, the influence of the Guangming sect will become weaker and weaker, and there will be a day when they will successfully escape.

But Luo Zhitao and the others, who were already exhausted, saw the door of hope opening and closing before their eyes, and their patience really reached the limit.

Luo Zhitao, with a livid face, let out a long cry, and a golden wheel appeared in his hand, and the sun shone across the void.

Looking at the treasure of his family's Guangming sect, the sun-moon golden wheel of the top-grade holy soldier, Luo Zhitao was even more angry. The person who caused all this was Yan Zhaoge in front of him.

He pushed the sun wheel, and the brilliance protected himself, relying on the spiritual power in it, to forcibly attach to the illusory cloud.

At the position where the cloud cluster meets the brilliance of the sun, the space keeps distorting, and there is a vague tendency to return to normal.

However, after all, it was worse, and the illusory cloud remained unchanged.

On the contrary, Luo Zhitao used this to firmly attach himself to this mutated void realm, so as to prevent himself from being swept away by the turbulent flow of time and space outside.

It's just that other Guangming sect powerhouses don't have such a powerful treasure as the sun, moon and golden wheel, so they can only be swallowed by the turbulence of time and space.

He watched helplessly as he stayed away from the illusory cloud, away from the injury of the sky wall.

In the void, the roars of the senior masters of the Guangming Sect rose one after another, full of resentment and unwillingness.

Luo Zhitao, the patriarch of the Guangming Sect, a sixth-level martial sage, could only grit his teeth at this moment when he saw the peak cultivation in the late stage of the gods.

Yan Zhaoge in the illusory cloud group watched all this with a smile.

Mrs. Kang, Tan Jin and the others wanted to take action, but they found themselves powerless in the current state.

Everyone is in the clouds, and they can only look at each other for a while, staring at each other, and no one can do anything to each other.

Kang Jinyuan and Kang Maosheng, who were protected by Mrs. Kang, were all amazed: "What's going on?"

Mrs. Kang's eyes gradually calmed down, and after a moment of contemplation, she said: "Everything in the world has yin and yang, and also has virtual reality. The injury of the sky wall has changed, and this space has become like an existence of nothingness and fantasy."

Kang Jinyuan's eyes widened: "How could this be?"

"There was a problem with the sacrificial ceremony that Yan Zhaoge just initiated, and there was a change at the last moment. Not only did the dragon corpse be sacrificed, but also this void." Mrs. Kang also showed an unimaginable expression on her face: "This sacrificial ceremony , I originally thought it was a blood demon sacrifice, but then it turned into a phantom demon sacrifice."

"This is the legendary method of magic before the Great Destruction. It was also very uncommon before the Great Destruction. How could this Yan Zhaoge know?"

Mrs. Kang gasped: "I still underestimated him! To know so many secrets, could he really be the successor of the sun sun?"

Kang Jinyuan said bitterly: "This guy is really too cunning, it's really hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart if I don't tear him into pieces!"

Mrs. Kang looked at him angrily: "You still said, I told you all, don't interfere, you insisted on sacrificing the blood-shattering awl, which actually fulfilled him."

"I didn't sacrifice the blood-shattering awl at that time, mother, you would be besieged by him and those bastards of the Guangming sect." Kang Jinyuan said in resistance, sticking his neck.

Then he lowered his voice slightly: "Who knew that this guy was so cunning and treacherous..."

Mrs. Kang looked annoyed, and Kang Maosheng said at this time: "He should just make the most of the situation and seek convenience for himself as much as possible. In fact, his situation is also unfavorable. The situation is the same as ours now. We have just faced the bloody whirlpool and we have to resist it."

"Although I don't know what he was going to do when he came to Tianbi's Injury, but he can't do it now, and he is trapped here with us."

Kang Maosheng looked around: "After a long time, other elders will come to look for us, Guangmingzong may also come, but this Yan Zhaoge has no backup, but we have to say, even if there is, it will be us after all. more likely."

"There's no need to keep waiting." Mrs. Kang said, "Here, we may not be able to trap us for too long, let's see who breaks free first!"

In her pupils, the brilliance flickered, and where the radiance touched, the surrounding illusory clouds fluctuated.

Time seems to be going backwards, and the illusory realm has vague signs of going back to its previous appearance.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge smiled: "I'm not in a hurry, this is a good place to practice, you can practice here with me." (To be continued.)