Li Yan said.

"After passing through these regular wind pillars, there is the outlet of the 'Sky Eye Wind' at the bottom, but the core eye of the wind is not necessarily right under our feet."

Yan San continued.

"Then how to find the location of the eye of the storm?"

The Great Elder's spiritual consciousness reached downwards, but was crushed by the wind pillar below soon after.

"Wherever we sense the strongest wind pillar, we will go there!"

Yan San curled his lips, not understanding such a simple truth, while the great elder chuckled.

"Okay, let's go down. If Fellow Daoist Li feels that we need to join forces to defend, all you need to do is send a message."

The great elder said euphemistically, and the implication was that when Li Yan felt that he could not defend himself, he and Yan San would come to help so that he would not have to use the power of the magic weapon.

"Thank you two fellow Taoists!"

Li Yan just thanked them calmly and bowed his hands to the two of them.

Then, Yan San was like a black line, falling directly towards the regularly arranged wind pillars below. After the Great Elder and Li Yan looked at each other, they no longer hesitated and fell directly...

About three hours later, Li Yan's surroundings were filled with chaos and extreme cold. During these three hours, the three of them flew down wherever they felt the wind pillars under their feet were more powerful.

The palpitations in Li Yan's heart at this time were so strong that the sea of ​​consciousness was unstable. This was the result of wandering on the edge of life and death for many years. It was his special induction of death.

In normal times, this is an extremely rare and even proud trump card for any monk, which can save his life at the critical moment.

But now it has become a burden, which makes Li Yan have to suppress it forcefully from time to time. The sea of ​​consciousness is constantly sending extremely dangerous signals, and he has to work hard to fall towards the most dangerous place.

If under normal circumstances, he may have already been sinking for a certain distance, and then he will rise and leave quickly like last time, and break the surrounding wind column...

The wind column here has become very small and can no longer envelope people. At the same time, large black snowflakes appear. These snowflakes do not fall from above, but are blown up from below like endless broken flowers.

Each of these black snowflakes is as big as the mouth of a bowl, and it still looks like light flakes. However, after each piece blows onto Li Yan and the others, it will stick to the body surface and will not melt.

When he first saw these snowflakes, Li Yan thought that these black snowflakes might cover his body and wrap him up quickly.

Finally, the cold energy accumulated in itself or more will continue to seep into the body, or even cut directly like a blade.

However, after just a few breaths, he realized that he had guessed wrong. After these black snowflakes covered the surface of his body, they began to rotate one by one, just like black flywheels turning on outside Li Yan's body.

As the flywheel rotates, it will merge with the nearby black flywheel and slowly turn into a larger black flywheel...

Soon, Li Yan knew the consequences of these black snowflakes.

As the black snowflakes on the body surface rotated rapidly, the magic power in Li Yan's body was somewhat uncontrollable, and it began to move through his meridians.

The mana no longer runs according to the cycle of the day, but is affected by it, swooping eastward and scurrying westward, like countless rats entering a long tube, and they keep crashing into the surroundings.
Chapter completed!