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The first thousand one hundred and eighty-five chapters

"Follower, we promise you, no matter what you say, we promise you! As long as you can come back!" The two of them cried and raised their hands to grab the purple palms that were passing by their cheeks, but they touched their own faces.

"I will definitely come back!" The voice gradually became smaller, but it was extremely firm.

"Don't leave! Yunjie, I promise you! I promise you!" The two of them cried as they watched the purple figure gradually fade.

However, responding to them was just a smile that gradually disappeared, and in the end the smile turned into two rays of purple air and penetrated into their eyebrows.

When the two rays of purple aura penetrated their eyebrows, the two felt a warmth that had never been seen before spreading from their eyebrows, flowing all over their bodies, and their bodies were full of strength. They felt like they were full of strength like never before, but they shed two lines of hot tears.

It took me a long time to wipe away the tears from my face, and looked up at the mirage floating above the desert like a fairyland, with a hint of determination in my eyes.

"I must be strong, I must live well, and wait for you to come back!"

The soft words of self-talk were extremely firm.

...

In the endless void, Xia Yunjie could not hear the sound, could not see the light, could not feel a trace of fluctuations in space. Even his body, true energy, and witch power seemed to stop operating like this void and could not move.

If it weren't for the brain that could still think, Xia Yunjie would definitely think he was dead.

Should I die slowly like this? Xia Yunjie thought desperately in the endless darkness of the void.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind. He saw the desert, he saw the mirage like a fairyland, and he even saw Shen Liti and Du Haiqiong who were crying like tears.

They are still alive, we cannot die, I must find them! Xia Yunjie in despair seemed to have strength all of a sudden.

He frantically circulates his true energy and wizard power, just like a dying struggler.

When the true energy and the wizard power were running wildly together, a strange fluctuation emanated from Xia Yunjie. Then the fluctuation was like a little spark falling into the oil barrel. The deadly silent void suddenly became violently turbulent and then exploded.

"Ah!" Xia Yunjie screamed.

But soon Xia Yunjie's scream stopped abruptly, and he looked at everything around him with disbelief.

It was still dark, but he felt the flow of time and space, and he still breathed in air.

"I'm still alive! I'm out!" Xia Yunjie shouted in surprise, but the surprise that survived the disaster was soon replaced by severe pain.

Originally in the Void Channel, Xia Yunjie sacrificed the Huangting Yuanshen and the Zifu Yuanshen. The former was damaged and fell in the Void Channel, while Xia Yunjie could hardly sense the latter. It is estimated that eight out of ten will be completely damaged immediately. Fortunately, his foundation is still there, and he also practiced witchcraft. The power cultivated by the witchcraft penetrated into the bones and blood of the whole body, and his spiritual consciousness merged with his body, which made his body and spirit not collapse. But even so, the loss of Huangting Yuanshen and the Zifu Yuanshen also caused him severe damage. Now that he has experienced the explosion in the void, Xia Yunjie not only has the soul of the life palace shrinking and sluggish, and is shaking, as if the Nascent Soul had just been born, but his body is even more broken. Almost no flesh and bone is complete, and the same is true for the witch cauldron in his body, and none of them is complete.

"Puff!" Just as Xia Yunjie was in so much pain, he felt like something suddenly pulled hard in his heart. A mouthful of essence and blood spout came out of the mouth. The soul in the life mansion shook and almost dissipated. Fortunately, Xia Yunjie forced himself to stabilize and then condensed into a baby again, but his cultivation level fell straight to the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Two drops of blood and tears rolled down from Xia Yunjie's eyes. He knew that the Purple Mansion's soul was finally damaged, and he could no longer see and protect Chen Liti and Du Haiqiong through the boundless space.

"I will definitely become stronger, I will definitely find you, and I will definitely not let anyone hurt you again!" Xia Yunjie slowly used his mana in the darkness and stood up in the air with a firm look on his face.

This is a dark and chaotic space, with gray air flowing through the air.

On one side of the dark and chaotic space is the same dark and chaotic. Even if Xia Yunjie gathers his magic power and his eyes, he cannot see through what else in the dark and chaotic space. On the other side is a vast mountain that stretches for thousands of miles.

With Xia Yunjie's current physical condition, he naturally did not dare to go deep into the chaotic space of Tuoan. Instead, he endured the pain all over his body and circulated his true energy and slowly flew towards the mountains.

When Xia Yunjie flew towards the mountains, several times a gray airflow floated past him, and Xia Yunjie dodged away because when the gray airflow approached, he felt a very terrifying feeling in his heart.

When Xia Yunjie finally flew on the land, he turned his head and saw a spotted tiger with wings on his back flying out of the dark and chaotic space. He accidentally encountered the gray airflow and was instantly shattered into pieces, and even the bones were not left behind. Xia Yunjie was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat.

Such a terrible airflow, with his current physical condition, if he was contaminated by the gray airflow, the ending would probably not be much better than the winged spotted tiger.

The mountains are continuous and towering into the clouds, which are more majestic and tall than any mountain range on the earth.

The same is true for the trees in the mountains. The canopy is like clouds, and it penetrates straight into the sky. Large trees a hundred meters high can be seen everywhere. People stand below and look particularly small.

The spiritual energy in the mountains is much richer than the earth, almost no less than that of the Kuoshan Fairyland carefully arranged by Xia Yunjie. Immortal herbs and elixirs can be seen everywhere. After a while, Xia Yunjie discovered two Ganoderma lucidum trees that were at least five hundred years old, and three ginseng plants that were also at least five hundred years old.

However, Xia Yunjie did not dare to stay here for a moment. He always felt that there was a terrible evil thing in the dark chaos. If it was in its heyday, Xia Yunjie would naturally not be afraid. He practiced the dual cultivation of witch immortals. In the field of immortal cultivation, three Yuanshen Palaces were opened. In the field of witch cultivation, the ancient witch king Xia Yu and the witch ancestor Emperor Jiang inherited the witch cauldrons. The witch cauldrons formed by the ancient witch king Xia Yu and the witch ancestor Emperor Jiang were extremely powerful and strong. With his current state of Wanxiang, even if he was a master of Xia Ju realm, he could compete with one or two, so he didn't need to be too timid. But now his witch cultivation realm has plummeted, his body was seriously injured, the witch cauldrons were broken, and his strength was greatly reduced. How could he withstand the tossing? Naturally, he would find a safe place to condition his injuries and restore his strength first.

On the way, he picked some fairy herbs and spiritual medicines that he saw. Xia Yunjie quickly stayed away from the junction of the forest and the dark and chaotic space. However, the farther he was from the junction, the fewer fairy herbs and spiritual medicines he could see, the years were much worse, and traces of people moving were vaguely left.

This also proves Xia Yunjie's previous conjecture that the edge of the dark and chaotic space was indeed dangerous, so that no one in this place dared to go deeper there.

The mountains are continuous, and Xia Yunjie doesn't know how many high mountains are climbing over, but he still doesn't get out of these mountains.

However, even so, Xia Yunjie did not dare to fly in the air. Because the flying target was too prominent, his strength was just at a low point in this unfamiliar place. If he was targeted by a ferocious beast or a powerful figure similar to the one he saw before, it would be troublesome.

But he kept traveling through the vast mountains and forests where the sun was gone, which was so painful that every time he moved, he felt sweaty on his forehead and was about to fall apart. If he hadn't been uneasy in his heart, Xia Yunjie would have stopped to rest and healed his wounds.

After a long time, when Xia Yunjie felt that he should leave the dangerous place far enough, and his physical condition was not allowed to continue to travel through the mountains and forests so quickly, Xia Yunjie finally decided to find a place nearby to heal and rest, otherwise he would have to end up doing it before he encountered any dangerous enemies.

Not long after, Xia Yunjie suddenly felt a bright light in his eyes. He rushed out of the primeval forest that covered the sky and the sun without seeing the sun. What appeared in front of him was a huge lake.

Surrounded by mountains, the lake is calm and clear, green, the white clouds in the sky, the sun in this world, and the surrounding mountains and forests are clearly reflected on the lake, rendering the entire lake colorful, as if it is another strange world.

In the distance, a waterfall hangs straight down the mountain peak, which is suspected to be a dragon pond spraying auspicious snow, like the Milky Way hanging in the sky, rumbling like thousands of horses galloping, extremely magnificent.

Xia Yunjie's spiritual consciousness spread out carefully, and after scanning the surroundings, he saw that there was no powerful aura, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and decided to heal the wound here and rest.

Xia Yu, the ancient witch king, was famous for water control and was able to transform into a yellow dragon. If a strong enemy attacked, he could also transform into a dragon and escape into the giant lake.

There was no material for setting up a formation around him, so Xia Yunjie had to try his best to carve a few ancient witch talismans on the outside, and then took out the Wuzu Emperor's river flag and drove it into the ground near where he sat cross-legged, just in case.

However, this Wuzu Emperor Jiangqi was misunderstood by Gu Duba and others as an immortal weapon, which aroused their greed. Therefore, if there was no need, Xia Yunjie would not expose this big killing weapon, because it is far more simple than an immortal weapon. If someone's eyes are even more vicious and recognize it as Wuzu Emperor Jiangqi, every man is guilty of being innocent, and in this unfamiliar place, Xia Yunjie really doesn't know how big the crisis it will cause him.

After experiencing the battle of life and death and the test, Xia Yunjie has rapidly transformed into mature in terms of danger consciousness.

After everything was arranged, Xia Yunjie sat cross-legged on the green grass by the lake, sneaked his spiritual sense into his body, and carefully checked it.

The more I checked, the more Xia Yunjie's heart sank.
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