Above the Immortal Cultivation

He lay there for three days and three nights.

After two years of racing against time, practicing the endless overlapping of the four levels and restoring his consciousness in his spiritual mind, he was indeed exhausted.

He and Song Fengyu woke up almost at the same time.

In Wang Lu's perception, Song Fengyu's magic power seemed to be more concentrated and profound.

It was almost the same as when he used up all his mana to reach perfection.

This is the so-called extreme of things, and fire is born in water.

Of course, it is better to do less of this kind of thing. If you do too much, you will suffer serious losses and your foundation will be damaged to some extent.

This is also the case when it comes to overdoing and underestimating.

There was still the last third of the journey, so the two nodded silently and set off again.

Time flies, another year has passed.

They have escaped to a depth of two billion miles in the Western Plains.

The aura and environment here made Wang Lu confused.

Logically speaking, the deeper you go into the Western Plains, the stronger the spiritual energy will be. However, this is not the case here at all. It is almost the same as the area a year ago.

Look at the surrounding vegetation, creeks, birds and animals, the same is true.

Song Fengyu was so attentive that he immediately noticed Wang Lu's confusion and said with a smile: "Junior brother, don't think too much, the answer will be revealed soon."

"open."

The snow pupil opened, and when he looked around, he saw endless wisps of spiritual energy of various colors floating around the world, without any pattern.

This is the entrance to the secret clan. Even Xue Tong couldn't find anything strange, let alone any trace of formations. The world was still the same.

This can only show that this place is not simple.

Song Fengyu changed from being relaxed to a solemn and solemn expression. He took a deep breath and said, "Whoops!" A delicate and small token filled with red light floated in front of him.

When Wang Lu saw the token, even with his extensive knowledge, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

A powerful force that could tear the world apart came out from the token, as if a pair of iron hands were coming, clamping one left and one right on his body, as if the next moment he would be torn apart and split into two.

Wang Lu couldn't help but tremble.

What the hell is this!

A trace of sadness flashed across Song Fengyu's face, and he said: "Junior brother, I don't know. This order is called "Crack Gan", which means the world is broken. It is the most precious treasure of the Tianyuan Sect, which my father exchanged for a thousand years of life. , can break all the formations in this world, hence the name of Cracking Gan. However, it is not the original body of Cracking Gan, but is infused with a trace of the essence of this command, which can be used four times. He was brought into the Mystical Clan and died in the Mystic Clan for the third time. This was the last time.”

After saying that, Song Fengyu looked at Wang Lu.

"Haha, if we are trapped this last time, we will be trapped in the secret clan forever, unless they are kind enough to let us out, right?"

Wang Lu didn't wait for Song Fengyu to speak, and said quickly: "I, Wang Lu, am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I have never regretted anything I promised. Brother Fengyu, don't worry, the secret clan can destroy people's karma and destroy people's families. People recognize each other, huh, let alone Brother Fengyu and I have a close friendship, even if we are strangers, I will draw my sword to help each other when encountering injustice. "

"No wonder, in just over two thousand years, Senior Song went to Hexi. That's it. If he hadn't been cut off from a thousand years of life, with his talent in the world and the growth of Brother Feng Yu, father and son would go into battle. You two swords Together, it’s easy to rescue your precious mother.”

Wang Lu sighed with emotion.

He understood that if there was no "Cracked Gan", even if Song Mingtang found out the entrance to the secret tribe, he would be helpless and could only sigh in despair.

The reason why Tianyuan Sect made a deal with Liqian and Song Mingtang was that, in his opinion, such an act that hurt Tianhe was firmly rejected according to Tianyuan Sect's always peaceful and casual style of conduct, but they did , this shows that Song Mingtang has something strange that even Tianyuan Sect cannot refuse.

What a pity for a great generation.

Being deprived of his life span, he could only look for opportunities everywhere to increase his strength as soon as possible, so he let Song Fengyu go.

In the end, however, he was defeated.

He knew the elegant meaning of the string song and knew everything about it. He was deeply saddened by Song Mingtang's death.

Hearing Wang Lu's promise to him and seeing his great love and righteousness, Song Fengyu was moved and said: "Junior brother, if we never come back, please, please..."

Wang Lu interrupted him and said with a smile: "Brother Feng Yu, when did you become a mother-in-law? Cast the spell quickly. I am too impatient. I want to see whether the secret tribe has an extra nose or an extra eye." ”

Song Fengyu nodded, threw away all his thoughts, looked resolute, said "drink", muttered words, and typed thousands of spells on the red token.

"Bang."

On the token, red light bloomed. With the injection of magic formulas and secret mantras, the token became brighter and brighter. The red light rushed out like a torrent and spread out in all directions, covering the world within ten miles in less than five breaths.

Song Fengyu's mana was transported like a violent storm, and as time went by, the red light became more and more intense and abundant.

Countless red lights shot wildly across the ten miles of heaven and earth seemingly without any rules, but in fact, under the snowy eyes, they were looking for flaws in this traceless formation.

Even the heaven and the earth are lacking, let alone a mere formation.

After half a cup of tea, the red light had become so rich that it was like a delicate liquid, and Song Fengyu's mana was reduced by 20%.

Seeing this, he stopped.

And as if he didn't worry at all about whether the Rigan could break through the invisible formation of the secret tribe, he opened his mouth and swallowed a pill, hoping to restore his mana as soon as possible.

Although the two were in the overwhelming red light, the red light had almost no effect on them. Instead, Wang Lu felt warm all over and very comfortable.

While he was enjoying this rare warmth, the red light had already found a flaw under his snow-white eyes.

In fact, the moment they burst out from the token, they found the weakness of the formation. It was only because the formation tried its best to block that the speed of the red light slowed down, so that it looked like more and more piled up like a mountain and running wildly in disorder.

In fact, their leaping like light and electricity was like millions of people exerting their strength together, unstoppable.

Wang Lu estimated that after ten breaths, the formation would be difficult to resist and a gap would be opened by the red light, and the two would step in smoothly.

He counted silently, ten, nine, eight.

In the third breath, the red light that roared like a tsunami suddenly decreased by half.

Wang Lu's eyes condensed and his strength increased.

Seven, six, five, four.

In the seventh breath, a vague black hole in space suddenly appeared, and a red light flew into the black hole like a retreating tide.

Wang Lu and Song Fengyu looked at each other, ready to go.

Three, two, one.

"Boom."

The black hole turned from black to red, from virtual to real, and finally appeared.

"Let's go."

Song Fengyu moved and sank into the red hole in an instant.

Wang Lu also did not hesitate, stomped his feet, and the ground shook.

He jumped and passed through the red hole.

At the same time, the moment he passed through the red hole, the cracked token suddenly turned into a red light and shot into the void, making a light sound of "ding", completing its mission, and it was fleeting.