Big Data Cultivation

Feng Jun found that the boss was so calm, he was a little bit dumbfounded, "Once time and space are twisted, I may not be able to escape if I want to. Are you afraid that I will confess here?"

"It's still too early for you to escape," the boss replied steadily. "The distortion of time and space is also regular. I was just admiring this beauty. I didn't expect you to discover this too... To be honest, you It surprised me a bit."

"Appreciate this thing, you can take it slowly," Feng Jun couldn't hold back, and directly drew out a replacement doll.

He wanted to deduce whether he could move accurately in this situation. The boss said he could escape, so he should be able to escape, but it is difficult to say whether he can escape to the right place and return accurately after he escapes.

As soon as the boss saw him take out the soul puppet, he understood what he wanted to do, and said hurriedly, "Don’t deduct it, this time it’s weird...I didn’t even find out who did it, maybe I can feel it. It’s up to you."

"Isn't it?" Feng Jun was really surprised, and frowned, "What should I do?"

"You have the breath of that person, what are you worried about?" The big man said dismissively, and then suggested, "You'd better not react in any way until the other party's intentions are determined."

"It's impossible," Feng Jun flatly refused, "Who do you use as Chinese cabbage? It's easy to use one, but if I want to get another one, I'm really embarrassed to open my mouth."

This is also true. The guardian offered him an aura on his own initiative. If he wants another one after using it, it is not impossible to discuss it, but the kind of horrible favor is not measured in this way.

The big man groaned and said, "Why don't you do this? When the two-way door opens again at dawn tomorrow, this space-distorting force will definitely weaken, and then you will have to do some more operations."

Feng Jun thought about it and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure we can survive tonight?"

The boss replied without hesitation, "There should be no change tonight, because the space has been distorted for three days... I originally thought that in two days you would be able to detect the problem, but I didn't expect your perception ability. It's more than the ordinary elementary Yuan Ying."

"You are really..." Feng Jun was also a little helpless to the boss's willfulness, but he also admitted that what it said was sensed but he didn't sense it. This was originally a problem of his own ability. No wonder others, "Count. Now, the weak have no human rights!"

The boss felt his injustice, and even comforted him, "There are some things that I’m not convenient to let you know, but it’s very helpful for me to figure it out. Is this reason enough?"

"That's enough," Feng Jun was relieved immediately, "You said it earlier...Come on, it doesn't matter if you don't say it."

Originally, he still had the heart to ask which aspect was helpful to it, but after thinking about it, the boss also seemed to have an enemy, and he had the strength to become its enemy. He felt that he was really wise not to inquire.

He survived the night without any danger. At dawn, Mi Yunshan was about to open the two-way door. The disturbing aura of the space really converged a bit. Even if Feng Jun felt it hard, he almost Can't feel it.

When it was clear and the people in the other yard had breakfast, Mi Yunshan opened the two-way door, and sister Hong there had made cooperation almost at the same time, and the passage was formally formed.

At the moment when the passage was formed, Feng Jun came to Luohua through his footprints. Although this would produce weak spatial fluctuations, the fluctuations at the two-way door were greater. If nothing unexpected happened, he should be able to conceal his behavior.

When Feng Jun arrived in Luohua, he first shook the guardian with his spiritual thoughts and asked what might have happened on the other side.

The Guardian asked a few words, and felt a little to no avail, but it also said that as long as it is a means that can be used in Kunhao, it is basically impossible to get its breath traction, so that he should not worry too much.

Feng Jun said that even if he couldn't help me, but...what if the other party wanted to penetrate the earth world by this?

For the guardian, it doesn’t matter whether the opposite party can enter the earth realm. Anyway, its promise is to protect the earth, but considering that the two-way door is still provided by it, it said, you can rest assured, I will look forward to both. Of the world channel.

With its promise, Feng Jun was completely relieved, "I have to go to Tianqin again and get some means back."

Although he listened to the guardian, it didn’t mind his use of the aura, but Feng Jun saw it very clearly: the face is given by others, but he must manage it properly. There is so much in the world that it should be. thing?

Therefore, these favors should be used as little as possible.

At about noon, Feng Jun returned to Luohua, and the Guardian contacted him on the initiative.

It did sense that some boundary fluctuations faintly appeared at the two-way door. They were very subtle and did not seem to be tentative, but rather like doing some analysis on the two-way door.

Feng Jun frowned, and finally sighed softly, "Thank you, senior, I think...I guess what's going on."

He did not rush back, but waited until the sky was about to darken and the two-way doors were closed on both sides, and he returned to the closed cave.

That's the reason. The only thing that can conceal spatial fluctuations is spatial fluctuations.

There was no words for a night, and the next day was as usual. When the night fell again, the aura on Feng Jun's body began to fluctuate slowly - generally speaking, this was about to start the step.

The fluctuation of his aura became more and more obvious. When it was approaching midnight, even the other forces on the White Gravel Beach had noticed this, "Is Lord Feng... is he finally going to advance?"

However, at this moment, Feng Jun closed the sky above the cave, and the space twisted suddenly, forming a huge vortex in the blink of an eye, and then like a tornado, the cyclone protruded downwards, but it was a spatial vortex. .

"How courageous!" Someone screamed, but it was the Wuxiu true fairy of Taixumen. He let out his momentum and shook his hand with a sword.

Because of the rush of the incident, he did not consider keeping his hands. A full blow from the second floor of the Yuan Ying almost tore the space. A sword light of more than ten feet long, with an incomparably fierce aura, slashed heavily towards the twisted one. Space vortex.

Wuxiu's sword light is not too long. Many golden core swords can also condense more than one hundred feet of sword light, but if you talk about the degree of condensing, his sword light is as substantive as it is a real full blow. The style of Yuanying's second-tier sword repair was vividly displayed.

Many Taiqing disciples saw their eyes brightly, "It turns out that this is the strength of the true immortal sword repair, really worthy of the home Yuan Ying!"

However, after this sword light hit the space vortex, a mud cow entered the sea without causing any reaction, and then disappeared directly, and the space vortex above the cave was still turning.

"Oh," many people's expressions changed, and real person Xiaomeng even flew up in a hurry. Shaking his hands was a green light hitting the space vortex, "Qingming extremely flame!"

Qingming Extreme Flame is the natal fire of the fire method she cultivates. The intensity is not particularly high, but the toughness is extremely strong. If the elementary infant has no good fire prevention methods, it will have a headache.

However, this should only reach the level of procrastination. A firelight shot out, and she shouted, "Wuxiu, I will entangle it, and you will give it another sword."

There is no expression on Wuxiu's face-he has always been this kind of dead face, but he sighed, "It's okay for me to make another sword, but, alas..."

Just now he hit with all strength and was vaguely rejected by the Kunhao Realm. If he hits again, he will have to leave, but at this moment he can't help but think about it. The white light flashed, and a more solid one Jianguang cut towards the space vortex.

With this blow, Wuxiu Zhenxian exerted twelve points of strength, but it was a pity that it was still like a mud cow entering the sea.

Before this, the real Qingming Extreme Flame of Xiaomeng had also disappeared in the whirlpool.

There are other cultivators outside the manor, and they also madly attacked the space vortex, but they were of no use.

Wuxiu's body had begun to float up and down, and the figure had begun to blur.

"Hateful," Real Su Miao couldn't help muttering when he saw that his attack had no effect, UU reading www. uukanshu.com "It's a pity that the true immortal here is the only true immortal with no show left. If not, where is the turn to get these demons and sprites?"

The handle of the funnel protruding from the vortex rolled toward the manor's protective array. In front of the mighty power of this space, the golden core high-level defense array was like a bubble, easily shattered.

At this moment, Feng Jun heard a soft voice in the retreat cave, "Set!"

It was a treasure of Yuan Ying level, not given to him by a big brother, but from the true master of drag.

But when it was very regrettable, the Yuan Ying-level fixed body talisman only caused the vortex to pause for a while, and then the funnel handle continued to swing towards the retreat cave.

The next moment, a voice sounded, "Oh, I knew it was like this."

The figure flashed, Feng Jun had already left the cave, he was suspended in the air, looking at the space vortex above with complicated eyes.

I don’t know when, there is already a spindle-shaped silver flying shuttle in his hand, about the size of a goose egg. On the streamlined body, cold silver light is flowing. Although it is not large, it is full of inexplicable Coercion.

When he raised his hand, he raised the silver shuttle and yelled softly, "Broken the wall!"

With a flash of silver light, the flying shuttle had already shot towards the space vortex. As it submerged into the vortex, the vortex shook violently in an instant, and the handle of the funnel was flying all over the sky like a wind, and then... collapse.

The space vortex itself was not only distorted violently, but also dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Madam Xiaomeng watched this scene in astonishment, with the corners of his mouth twitching constantly, "This is... why do I seem to have heard of it?"

Wuxiu Zhenxian's figure is already very faint, but his voice still comes out leisurely, "Golden Crow Sect's supernatural power... really extraordinary!"

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