Ye Mengying didn't explain much and turned to ask other questions, "The black hole you mentioned is not on an altar, right?"
"Yes, a hexagonal altar with a black stone platform on it suddenly turned into a black hole."
Yi Xiaoyin nodded.
"Hexagonal altar?"
Ye Mengying pondered for a moment, and the guess in her heart became clearer: "It seems that the so-called prefecture-level altar is indeed on the earth.
Where is that altar?"
Yi Xiaoyin replied calmly: "In southern Xinjiang, a place called Yuefangyuan."
"Well, I haven't heard much about it."
Ye Mengying shook her head: "I met you here on Xianyun Continent, which is a stronghold of Wanhuo Sect. When Yaoyao and I went to investigate, we found the weird triangular altar and ended up here accidentally.
coming."
Ye Mengying said briefly, but Yi Xiaoyin guessed that the matter was definitely not that simple. However, since the other party did not give details, she did not need to continue to ask this question.
"Where's my husband? Why is he willing to let you fight with others?"
Ye Mengying asked with some confusion.
Yi Xiaoyin's beautiful eyes dimmed slightly: "He was tricked, and I don't know what his situation is now."
"Tricked?"
Ye Mengying was not too worried about Xia Tian's safety, but she was a little amused by Yi Xiaoyin's attitude: "So, you got anxious, rushed up to fight with someone, and then got beaten down?"
Yi Xiaoyin looked a little unnatural and said indifferently: "After all, he and I have been friends for many years, so it's okay to care about his safety."
"Just friends?"
Ye Mengying smiled and shook her head: "You are really arrogant. After all this, are you still unwilling to face your heart?"
"I do not know what you're talking about."
Yi Xiaoyin didn't want to discuss this anymore, "Let's think about how to get out of here first. This place is really weird. The space is extremely huge and it connects two worlds. I wonder who has so much energy?"
Ye Mengying stopped teasing and followed Yi Xiaoyin's words: "Indeed, those who can create this kind of space are definitely extraordinary. Even those at the peak of the Tribulation Stage may not be able to achieve this level of strength."
"Is there really a so-called immortal god after the tribulation?"
Yi Xiaoyin remembered the golden immortal that Nimoluo had mentioned.
Ye Mengying actually laughed: "There must be some, otherwise how could the Immortal Cultivation Alliance come to be? It is impossible that the Immortal Cultivators there are only in the Tribulation Period.
If this is the case, then what does the Immortal Cultivation Alliance have to fear?"
“It always feels a bit incredible!”
Yi Xiaoyin thought so, but she still felt a little reluctant to believe it.
"Actually, I also find it incredible."
Ye Mengying said with emotion: "But I have been in Xianyun Continent for a while. Although I have not seen the so-called immortals, I have seen some from various scriptures and borrowed materials. They are indeed powerful.
Might, if it is an enemy but not a friend, it will be a disaster for us."
"Is this why you moved to Xianyun Continent?"
Yi Xiaoyin asked.
Ye Mengying nodded and said: "This is indeed a reason.
Because the existence of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance is unquestionable, and it is conceivable that there must be countless immortal cultivators in it. If we don’t make preparations early, we will end up being mermaids."
"Too."
Yi Xiaoyin frowned slightly and said with some worry: "On the earth alone, we can encounter so many powerful enemies.
If you look at the boundless starry sky world... you really need to be prepared in advance, just in case."
"But the most important thing is to let my husband understand the secret of the Eight Heavenly Needles as soon as possible."
Ye Mengying once again conveyed to Yi Xiaoyin something that Yue Qingya had said before, "Whether it is on Xianyun Continent or on Earth, the upper limit of an immortal cultivator is the period of transcending tribulation. If you want to break through this limit, you can only rely on the eight heaven-defying needles.
"
"The Eight Needles that Go Against the Heavens are indeed too heaven-defying."
Yi Xiaoyin sighed with emotion, "But if he is allowed to do whatever he wants, can he really break through the eighth needle?"
Ye Mengying said in a daze: "No one knows this.
It’s just that when my husband came down the mountain, he could only take four needles. It was just after wallowing in the world of mortals and experiencing countless ups and downs that he slowly broke through to the seventh needle."
Without waiting for Yi Xiaoyin to say anything, she continued: "In short, my husband's understanding is indeed genius level, and none of us can compare with it.
What we can do is remove some unnecessary obstacles for him and let him concentrate on doing what he wants to do."
"Aren't you afraid that the thing he focuses on most is just recruiting women?"
Yi Xiaoyin looked at Ye Mengying with her beautiful eyes and asked calmly.
"Not afraid."
Ye Mengying smiled, waved her hand, and asked, "Are you afraid?"
Yi Xiaoyin said calmly: "Forget it, let him do whatever he wants."
"This can't be done casually."
From afar, a cold voice suddenly came: "You can say what you want to say, and you can do whatever you want to do. There is no need to compromise, and there is no need to feel wronged.
Everything depends on your own conscience, this is the best thing."
When Yi Xiaoyin heard this voice, her heart trembled. She turned around and saw that it was indeed the woman she expected.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Yue Qingya's figure landed gently in front of the two of them, and said to Yi Xiaoyin: "How are you doing?"
Yi Xiaoyin choked for a while and said slowly: "Thank you for your concern, it's okay."
"Sister Yue, have you received the news from me and Yaoyao?"
Ye Mengying felt a little more relaxed when she saw Yue Qingya.
Yue Qingya nodded and replied: "Yes.
After receiving the news, Qingying and I discussed it and rushed over."
"Now, what should we do?"
Ye Mengying asked.
Yi Xiaoyin was still a little worried about Xia Tian's safety, and said to Yue Qingya: "And Xia Tian, he may have encountered some troubles, should we go to help him?"
"As long as he doesn't die, he can solve it himself."
Yue Qingya chuckled lightly and said to Yi Xiaoyin: "Let's explore this space. If my prediction is correct, this should be the place where the ancestor of Wildfire is hiding. Now we need to find him and then completely eliminate him."
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"good."
...After Xia Tian entered the black hole, he came to a completely different space.
There are countless broken limbs here, and they are all extremely huge, a bit like an area encountered in the Guixu Secret Realm.
At the end of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, sits an extremely huge statue of a god.
The statue was on fire and flowing with lava.
Just one finger is tens of feet tall.
Based on this ratio, the height of this stone statue is estimated to be tens of thousands of feet high. When Xia Tian stands at the foot of the statue, he can almost only see its knees when he raises his head.
"Boy, you have arrived here, so you should be prepared to be destroyed physically and mentally."
In the void, a rather deep voice sounded.
Xia Tian said with some displeasure: "Who are you? Don't hide, just stand up and speak."
That voice was like a huge thunder, constantly blasting in Xia Tian's ears: "I am the Holy Lord of Wild Fire, the Supreme Lord of Demonic Fire Cultivation, the Holy Son of the Void Demon Clan, the Lord of the Jade Burning Realm under the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, and the Wanhuo
Teach the Holy Ancestor..." "Okay, let's put this stack of buffs aside."
Xia Tian picked his ears and said lazily: "Is that Nimoru outside one of yours?"
"It can be regarded as my clone, but it is only one ten thousandth of the strength."
The voice said calmly: "You can fight with him back and forth, and you have some strength. How about joining my sect and becoming a fire boy?"
Xia Tian curled his lips and said unhappily: "I think you are quite ugly, how about you be the old flute player for one of my dogs?"
As he said that, he added: "I don't have a dog yet. I'll give you a chance. You can choose a dog you like. Of course, forget about wild dogs."
"Sure enough, he is a stupid person and cannot be cultivated."
Ancestor Yehuo snorted coldly, showing his displeasure: "The great creation is in front of you, but you only care about your words. This is also a common problem of you ants. It is really sad and ridiculous."
"Don't keep talking nonsense."
Xia Tian said with a smile: "I'm serious. I'll give you a salary of 30,000 yuan a month, plus five insurances and one housing fund. Isn't this better than you being trapped in this shabby place and eating these broken corpses every day?"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ancestor Wildfire laughed angrily, and suddenly the statue opened its eyes angrily, and two rays of fire burned a huge hole where Xia Tian stood.
Xia Tian landed lightly in the distance and said unhappily: "Old man, you are looking for death, right?"
"Do you know who these body parts belong to?"
Wildfire Ancestor asked with a ferocious smile.
"Whose it is, it's none of my business."
Xia Tian is too lazy to answer such a question that has no nutritional value.
However, Yehuo Ancestor said with great pride: "These people are all geniuses who cultivated immortality in all walks of life. There are countless in the Golden Core Stage, countless in the Nascent Soul Stage, distractions, combinations... and even many in the Tribulation Stage.
They all wanted to use my head to become famous, but in the end they all became the nourishment of my seclusion for thousands of years! Do you think you are any better than them? "
"Of course."
Xia Tian looked disapproving: "The biggest difference is that they will die, but I won't."
"Won't die?"
After hearing this, Patriarch Yehuo finally lost interest in continuing to chat with Xia Tian: "Even the top old demons in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance dare not say that they will not die. Who are you?"
Xia Tian looked directly at the statue, his tone never changed much, and he still had the same lazy attitude: "They are them, I am me. If I said I won't die, then I won't die."
"ridiculous."
Ancestor Yehuo said calmly: "Then I will send you to die."
I saw that the statue moved, and its left hand slowly raised, like a meteorite falling from the sky, with an unstoppable and unstoppable power, it slapped Xia Tian's ant-like body quickly and without any boundaries.