Unlimited Adaptation

Three months have passed since the departure of Xuanqing Shenzhou. After nine shutdowns to ease the load, there has been no ambush.

"Another calm day."

Xian Qiuming and others stood on the deck, watching Shenzhou successfully restart and enter the light speed escape. Instead of being relieved, they frowned.

The calm before the storm.

The longer the opponent endures, the more they are holding back their big moves. Once they attack again, it will definitely be a sure kill, which is disadvantageous to them.

"We are already halfway through the journey."

"Tell me, everyone, what are these guys thinking? Or have they noticed our purpose?"

Xian Qiuming's tone was dim, and his eyes were shining. There were a total of seven teams transporting immortal blood. As the commander-in-chief of this team, he was under a lot of pressure.

"Impossible!"

"With the powerful ancestor coming out and using thunderous means, he will definitely kill them all and will never let out the slightest wind."

An elder of the immortal family refuted with a firm tone.

Kill them all?

Then how did the old man Lin Yuan escape? Xian Qiuming shook his head slightly, not making any comment.

On the surface, he naturally could not question the authority of the ancestor, so as not to become the target of criticism from the villain.

Buzz——

At this moment, the void suddenly vibrated on the route of the Xuanqing Shenzhou, like water waves, and an extremely huge vortex instantly unfolded.

"Not good!!"

An elder stared and shouted angrily. The speed of the Xuanqing Shenzhou was too fast. It traveled hundreds of thousands of kilometers in one breath. As soon as the vortex appeared, the Shenzhou plunged directly into it.

"Good!"

"Finally, I'm here. I'm not afraid of you taking action, but I'm afraid you will keep hiding!"

The elders of the Killing Temple were not surprised, but showed a hint of joy. One of their tasks was to act as bait to lure out those rats in the dark.

Kill, collect soul particles, analyze the coordinates of the opponent's lair, and then the powerful ancestor will personally lead the team to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

"Good trick, these rats are quite capable, they actually set the trap in the dimensional interlayer."

The structure of the dimensional interlayer is not stable, and it is always in a chaotic and disordered state. If you are not careful, you will face the destruction of the space storm.

Whether willing or not, Xuanqing Shenzhou has rushed into the opponent's trap and can only meet the enemy.

Crack--

Crack!

The defensive light shield made a difficult twisting sound, and then broke. The next moment, a thick gray fog filled the air and completely enveloped Xuanqing Shenzhou.

The violent shaking of Xuanqing Shenzhou woke Yan Xing from his practice.

"Finally encountered an ambush again?"

Yan Xing slowly got up, with a glimmer of expectation in his eyes. His practice consumed a lot of energy. The spoils seized on the battlefield last time had been consumed by a small half. Just when he was worried about having no place to replenish, someone came to his door.

"I wonder if this kid Xiantong is willing to gamble with me again..."

While thinking, Yan Xing thought about removing the gravitational field. As soon as he took a step out, he was immediately swallowed by the thick gray fog.

"Huh? This is..."

He didn't sense any danger. The gray fog was harmless, but the surrounding void twisted wildly and suddenly shattered. Yan Xing, who had no time to react, was caught in a pile of space debris and fell into a dark hole.

The sky was spinning, and the space was flying. With the [Time Traveler] talent to protect his body, he was not affected by any negative effects of space transmission.

In just a moment, the world changed.

Yan Xing looked up and found that the gray fog around him had been replaced by a pink mist, indicating that he was no longer on the Xuanqing Shenzhou.

"Divide and kill them, and defeat them one by one?"

As soon as his thoughts turned, Yan Xing guessed the enemy's plan. The seemingly harmless gray fog had the ability to open a space channel.

"I don't know what happened to the others. It doesn't matter to others, but Lei Zi, don't die."

"Oh, and Wang Bao'er. This woman is very useful to me. If she wants to die, wait until I get the things."

Since he has come, he should make the best of it. Yan Xing has no way to go back now, so he can only pray silently for his fellow disciples.

Yan Xing frowned, and his domain was expanded, but it was blocked by the surrounding powder mist, and the range was compressed to only ten thousand feet.

"Natural dangerous place? Or formation?"

He didn't notice any trace of the formation. He stepped on the ground and flew up for a long time. He was still covered by the powder mist. He turned back helplessly, but returned to the ground in a moment.

"Haha, interesting."

Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and chose a direction at random based on his feeling, and strode forward.

Crack! Crack! ŴŴŴ.

After walking for a while, there were many rotten bones on the ground, which broke into pieces with a crisp sound when stepped on.

Yan Xing thought he had found the right direction, because the further he walked, the more bones there were, until they completely covered the ground. The bones piled up like a mountain, and the texture became much harder, no longer breaking when stepped on.

"Uh uh! Comfortable, comfortable~ So cool~"

A naked, skinny man collapsed in the pile of bones, his face was so pale that he was barely breathing, and he was still mumbling comfortably.

Yan Xing frowned, walked forward, his eyes flashed, and he instantly saw the terrible state of the man's body.

"The yang energy is completely lost, the essence and blood are depleted, it's terrible, even the yang soul has been sucked dry!"

There are dim law patterns on the particles of this person's flesh and blood. He is at least in the dust realm. It is rare to be weakened to this extent.

"Cool! Cool! Uh~"

The man shouted that it was so cool, then his eyes rolled back and he died right in front of Yan Xing. Even though he was dead, his face still showed that he was not satisfied.

"It's sad and lamentable."

"I worked hard to cultivate myself, but I became a furnace for others. But it's not too tragic to die happily."

Yan Xing shook his head and looked up. Could it be that this is how everyone died in this endless mountain of bones?

Seeing that the man in front of him was naked and had no treasures to pick up, Yan Xing continued to walk deeper into the mountain of bones. The deeper he went, the fewer bones there were. There were more rotten corpses, some of whom had just died, or were still hanging on. It was like purgatory, gloomy and terrifying, but also with a hint of chanting.

"Well! Ah——"

At the end of the mountain of bones, there were continuous dark palaces, and faintly, there was a high-pitched chanting sound of Chuanxi.

"Tsk, there are still many witches, doing these things?"

Yan Xing's eyes were slightly cold, and he stepped into the void. His left eye was slightly open, and the reality and illusion of the hell dimension in the depths of his pupil rotated. The next moment, endless black flames gushed out, like a river pouring down from the sky, spreading wildly in all directions.

Wherever it passed, bones melted and the powder mist dissipated.

"The divine light is shining, the holy fire is bright!"

"The great sun divine fire--"

Cry!

A round of golden crows and scorching sun rose slowly behind Yan Xing's head, and the life orifice in his chest bloomed with endless divine light. The hot and sacred golden flames flowed wantonly, blending with the fire of hell, and whistling towards the palace in the distance.

The sacred and the hell intertwined, light and darkness flowed, black and gold coexisted, and all evil and sneaky things were burned.