"No need, I prefer the power of the physical body to the spiritual body."
"What do you need?" Ye Wudao asked seriously: "Just ask, if I can help you, I will do my best. I will not break my promise, you can rest assured."
"Humans always have complex thoughts. I will not allow the meat I have obtained to fly. If you obediently let me swallow it, then I may be able to let your spirit body go. If your spirit body can escape the pursuit of string strings,
, then you are lucky." The old turtle said.
Ye Wudao's face turned dark.
The spirit body will definitely not be able to escape, so don't worry about it.
Even if he is willing to give up his body, it will still lead to death.
It seems that there is no choice.
The old turtle's voice also fell into silence.
Ye Wudao used the air he held in his stomach when he came to create a small space filled with air.
In this small space, he took out his mobile phone.
It is normal to have no signal, but even the Wei Xing signal cannot be received.
Ye Wudao frowned.
At this time, he may need to be a little harsher on himself.
Practice!
Retreat!
Gritting his teeth, he sat down cross-legged, not doing any other useless exercises, and fully feeling the power of the Great Way of Nirvana.
Only the avenue of annihilation may be able to create a way of life.
However, in a desperate mood, he meditated on the Great Way of Nirvana for three consecutive days, but without any gains.
Gradually, Ye Wudao felt despair...
Where is Nanxin?
Is she worried about herself?
Did he run away?
Where is Xu Linger?
If they can't go back, what should Xu Ling'er and her daughter do?
Could it be that... I really want to stay here for millions of years?
Ye Wudao was filled with loneliness and disappointment.
He was so disappointed in himself.
Although he took every precaution and knew that the String Immortal was dangerous, he still fell into the trap.
Places that have not been visited before, such as the cosmic space beyond the stars, are actually extremely dangerous and require a lot of information to enter.
He was not so vigilant because he was too eager to save Xie Jiao.
Bang bang bang!
Ye Wudao hit the giant cauldron with his fist.
His fists were smashed and bleeding, but the giant cauldron still did not waver.
The thin air could not create enough space for him to display his magical powers.
At this time, the role of air is reflected.
The sea water was like glue, and the mysterious power of rules also tightly stuck to the meridians that carried his magical powers.
Whenever this happens, Ye Wudao always thinks that he will find a solution.
But at this time, no matter how hard he tried, there was nothing he could do.
One day passes and another comes.
Until...a month later.
Ye Wudao's heart was filled with despair. He hit his head in the giant cauldron and was bleeding. He didn't know how many times he called out to the String Immortal and the Old God Turtle, but there was no response.
He couldn't even calculate the exact time, he only knew that he stayed here for almost a month.
On this day, he finally felt movement.
During his exploration of spiritual consciousness, two extremely powerful auras were approaching him.
One of them was like a blazing fire. Although it was very powerful, it seemed that it had burned some kind of power to get here.
"Brother, I'm here."
Ye Wudao suddenly heard Nan Xin's voice.
"Little junior sister?"
Buzz!
The giant cauldron suddenly lifted up.
The voices of the string angel and the old turtle exploded at the same time.
"Flower Demon Lord, how come you are here!?"
"And you, this little early stage of eternity, actually burn your own blood and avenue? Don't you want to live anymore!?"
Immediately, the cold voice of the Flower Demon Lord also sounded.
"So much nonsense!"
"Ye Wudao?"
As soon as Ye Wudao felt the suppressive power being released, he saw Nan Xin rushing over and taking him to swim upward.
Above him, the Flower Demon Lord was using his huge demonic power to cover up their ascent.