The pangolin was about to fly forward, but when Han Sanqian pulled him like this, he almost couldn't stop the car. He glanced at Han Sanqian in depression: "What are you doing? You've finished taking a girl, and you still can't allow me to play my value?"

"Are you stupid?" Han Sanqian glared at him angrily: "Look at the surroundings carefully."

The pangolin looked around, and there were fairy spirits everywhere, and there were low peach forests everywhere. Except for the endless view, he did not notice anything abnormal.

However, if you don’t say it, you don’t know. When you talk about it, the pangolin really feels something strange, but he can’t say what’s the specific strangeness.

"It's mixed, what's wrong with it?" He looked at Han Sanqian strangely.

"The place we are in is called Taoyuan, right?" Han Sanqian said.

The pangolin nodded without thinking. This is indeed the case, and there is nothing to say.

"Because I came in after being unconscious, I don't know how you got here at that time. However, there are only two types of existences in this place. One is that this is a hidden small land in the desolate and desolate land of the demon clan, which is just a corner of the so-called paradise, right?"

The pangolin nodded, and there was nothing wrong with this.

"The other is the land realm similar to the Qilin clan, which uses secret techniques to hide a certain place in the space, right?"

The pangolin nodded as well.

"But in fact, no matter which method, there must be an inevitable point of mutual communication, that is, no matter how large its internal space is, it cannot be far away."

One mountain is large, or several mountains are large, one island is large, or several islands are large.

It can be a place of survival that accommodates tens of thousands of people, or it can be an independent ecological circle that covers thousands of people, but its size is always limited.

At least, this is true for those who practice Taoism, and there is also a distance.

But the problem is that if Han Sanqian and Pangolin were regarded as the starting point, then judging from the time and distance of the two of them, the place was so big that it was gone.

After all, the two of them had almost flew from morning to night falling and the moon was just beginning to rise.

For such a long time, at the speed of the two of them, they can cross at least a few cities in the world, but here they have not yet reached their peak.

This is incredible.

After all, how big can the Peach Source be?

There is such a big place that will not be disturbed by the world? With their reputation as the daughter of Phoenix, can this place be so peaceful?

These are all contrary to facts.

So, the result is only one, that is, this place, and it is absolutely impossible to look so big now.

There is a problem!

There is definitely a problem.

"So, what you mean is that we met the so-called ghost hitting the wall? In fact, we kept spinning around?" The pangolin understood Han Sanqian's meaning, looked around carefully, and seemed to have noticed it in his heart.

Han Sanqian nodded undeniably: "If there were such a large number of peach trees, how many peach trees would there be? With this wealth alone, I think the Peach Tree will not be able to avoid the invasion of war."

"And if it exists in space, like the Qilin Holy Land or the Void Sect, its area will be large, but it will definitely not be much larger."

The surroundings are full of fairy spirits, and the peach forests are extremely similar. They seem to be different in the fog when they sway, but when you look closely, you seem to feel that they are the same everywhere.

"What should we do now? Break the deadlock?" Pangolin frowned.

The more things are blocked, the more you want the most, the more you want, after all, there is no silver here.

"The so-called maze is just the art of the Eight Trigrams and Five Elements. Haven't you learned it from Qinglong? Try it?" Pangolin said: "I think once we walk out of this maze, we will clear the clouds and mist to see tomorrow."

Han Sanqian didn't say anything, frowned, and his eyes swept through all the surrounding environment. At this time, in Han Sanqian's eyes and mind, the surrounding environment began to show line-shaped intersections, and woven into a pair of pictures, constantly intersecting at Han Sanqian.

Seeing Han Sanqian's serious appearance, the pangolin didn't dare to disturb him, and was waiting quietly beside him.

"What kind of maze is this?" Han Sanqian frowned even tighter, as if he had encountered great confusion.

But at this moment...
Chapter completed!