In an instant, the spirit boat burst out with terrifying spiritual power and sped towards the transmission channel.
The short acceleration was actually close to the speed of the Jade Sword True Immortal.
Immortal Jade Sword was stunned for a moment before Ye Wudao and the others got in.
"The spirit boat you gave me?" The Jade Sword True Immortal looked at the Fallen True Immortal in puzzlement. The latter's expression darkened and he nodded.
"I'll go over and catch Wu Luo. Don't worry, I still have credibility."
The Jade Sword True Immortal was stunned for a moment. In that stunned moment, the Fallen True Immortal had already entered the transmission channel.
After hesitating for a moment, Immortal Jade Sword still chose not to follow.
Wouldn't it be even more ridiculous if he was played by Ye Wudao again?
Anyway, even if the fallen true immortal catches Wu Luo, can't he keep it with the power of a clone?
At the other end of the transmission channel, after Ye Wudao went out, he thought he would have to continue playing the cat and mouse game with Jade Sword Immortal, but the aura of the transmission channel behind him was not very strong.
It seems to be a fallen immortal.
But even though it was his clone, maybe Ye Wudao and the two of them couldn't escape too far.
Just when Ye Wudao didn't know what to do, the desolate earth in front of him suddenly began to tremble violently, and the earth began to shatter.
He and Wu Luo were both shocked and looked at the ground.
I saw a majestic white palace rising suddenly from the shattered ground.
When I looked up again, the moon above my head was already full!
The moonlight of the full moon shines down, making this white palace filled with sacred white light and glowing.
"This is?"
Ye Wudao's jaw almost dropped in shock.
"Bright Moon Temple." Wu Luo's eyes widened and he reacted at this time.
"Quick, let's go in!"
Ye Wudao immediately flew to the temple with Wu Luo.
This temple seemed to be summoned by Wu Luo's aura, and a gentle force came out, wrapping Wu Luo around him.
"And him."
Wu Luo looked at the temple and pointed at Ye Wudao.
A moonlit avenue of power rushed towards Ye Wudao again, protecting Ye Wudao.
Suddenly, the transmission channel behind him trembled to the extreme, and a force was struggling and soon came out of it!
The fallen immortal was holding a long black sword, looking extremely shocked, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
"What's going on!?"
He looked up at the moon, his expression changed again, and he became a little pale.