Zhang Xiaohan followed the spiritual power line in front of him slowly. No matter how many times there were intertwined, he just followed it, and his body passed through the spiritual power lines without causing any spiritual power fluctuations.

After walking for a long time, I could not feel time in the darkness. Zhang Xiaohan's body was hidden in the fog, and he quietly sneaked without any interference. After a long time, he finally reached an intersection point of this spiritual power line.

This is a dense intersection point, and the white spiritual power lines gather at this point. Zhang Xiaohan is very close, but strangely, he still can't feel the special fluctuations of spiritual power.

She stared at the intersection where the spiritual power gathered, and slowly stepped back after a while. No matter whether her ideas were right or not, she would better not try it now.

Holding Xiaobao, she quickly returned to her territory in the darkness, and a blue sky far above her head was a hope.

Zhang Xiaohan quickly left the black fog and put a restriction on it, which surprised the Iris, who had been quietly watching her. She was much calmer than when she first came in. At that time, she had been in the black fog like flies and flies for several days, and then kept flying upwards and trying to fly away. Zhang Xiaohan stayed in the fog for a while and then came back safely.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, this fellow Daoist Zhang is not simple." Bai Cultivator said, looking at the dark void under his feet.

"So what if it's not simple. As long as I can't leave here, what can I do if I practice Mahayana? When I'm down, I always hate that time passes so quickly, but here, I really hope that time can be faster. It's hard to imagine what will happen if I spend ten thousand years here." Cultivator Mei sighed.

"It's always the same as when we first entered here. We thought we could have countless time to practice. We dreamed of leaving here in the Void Refining Stage. Haha, now we are all in the Void Refining Stage, and there are a few old guys above who are in the Combination Stage. If we really want to go out, the Nine Realms will sooner or later become the world of our ascension monks, but if we can't get out, everything will be a cloud." Cultivator Shi also said.

Within the forbidden area of ​​a thousand meters below, Zhang Xiaohan suddenly raised his head. His eyes seemed to look outside through the forbidden area. She clearly heard the conversation between the monk Bai and the others, and seemed to see the process of their conversation.

She was stunned.

How could it be? How could she hear their conversation? Looking around, it was pitch black around her, and she sat in the restriction she set up. She was about to continue to refine the Second Transform Pill. She was lacking a lot of time.

"Xiaobao. Have you heard anything?" Zhang Xiaohan asked hesitated.

"No. What did you hear?" Xiaobao replied.

Zhang Xiaohan was silent, and something was wrong again appeared in his heart. He couldn't say something was wrong. But he just felt it was wrong.

I couldn't help but recall the scene when I entered here. The lush green suddenly disappeared, and suddenly there was a towering mountain of strange rocks in front of me. This mountain range appeared so suddenly without any signs, and suddenly entered my eyes.

That is to say, she suddenly broke into the ban without any warning, and this ban was in the area where the ferocious beasts were active.

How could there be such a strange restriction that improves the cultivation efficiency by a hundred times, and she can find flaws. It seems that this formation is specially tailored for her...

The cold air suddenly appeared from Zhang Xiaohan's heart and quickly spread all over her body. An unbelievable thought appeared in her mind. Could it be that this so-called dream prohibition was imagined by her own imagination?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt right. She was about to enter the area of ​​the ferocious beast, and she was instinctively afraid of the area of ​​the ferocious beast's activity, and she still needed a lot of time. Or, she was really in the illusion array, but everything she said, saw and felt was all her own imagination.

Cold sweat quietly oozed out from the tip of his nose, and Zhang Xiaohan remained motionless in the restriction, maintaining the posture of sitting cross-legged in the position of refining the alchemy, and suddenly activated the Soul Cultivation Practice. The soul cultivation technique circulated in his body, but Zhang Xiaohan did not feel like he broke through the restriction at all.

She was running "Soul Cultivation". Her feelings and her spiritual sense were all telling her that she was running "Soul Cultivation", but her heart was telling her that she had nothing at all and she did nothing.

She remembered the long-lost memories and nightmare in her previous life.

When she was in a nightmare in her previous life, she clearly felt that she got up, washed her face, and even struggled to go out to work. The sun was dazzling and her hands and feet were weak, as if Wan Jun was pressing her body. She struggled to do what she should do, but her eyelids were always so heavy, and everything was so real and dazed.

She didn't know how long she was struggling, sometimes only a few seconds, sometimes a few minutes, in such a short time, in a nightmare, she did what she should do for several hours.

At this moment, her feeling was in a nightmare.

But in this life, she is a monk, and monks will not be trapped in nightmare.

"Soul Cultivation" is thrown to run, but it is useless. It is still dark around it, and a blue sky above my head is still so far away.

No, no, she must not be pushed into the nightmare by such an illusion. She also has Xiaobao. Xiaobao took the risk of ascending from the lower realm for it, and she cannot just leave Xiaobao behind.

How long has she been in the illusion? She saw the continuous mountains, the golden roof building, talked to the monks in the illusion, and even went to check the so-called prohibition. After so long, who knows how long has it been outside?

Zhang Xiaohan suddenly stood up, and the purple air in his body started running wildly. Even the Nascent Soul stood in his dantian, with a firmness on his purple face.

The purple qi circulated, as if she was about to break free from the constraints of the meridians. Zhang Xiaohan felt that her body was about to burst. She suddenly opened her eyes, and opened her third eye at the same time. Facing the darkness that was invisible in front of her, she slowly lifted her right leg with the purple qi.

Her right leg seemed to be heavy, and it seemed to be not her own. Zhang Xiaohan only stared at the darkness ahead, urging purple air, and she had made up her mind. If she could not urge her body, she would rather give up her right leg.

The purple air rushed to the right leg crazy, and the meridians seemed to be unable to withstand such crazy spiritual power. Zhang Xiaohan felt that the meridians on the right leg were swelling, but she did not hesitate.

She believed in purple Qi and believed in purple Qi wholeheartedly. If there was anything else that could allow her to escape from this nightmare illusion, there was only purple Qi.

The right leg finally moved quietly. Is it an illusion or it really moved? Zhang Xiaohan could not tell at all. She could only keep urging the Nascent Soul to transport spiritual power to the whole body and to the right leg.

My right leg finally lifted up. Although it was stiff, I finally lifted up. I stepped forward with one step. My heart was filled with the fighting spirit that soared into the sky and the fighting spirit of purple air. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!