The space was twisted. When the three people appeared again, there was still an endless starry sky in front of them.

Guessed it!

Under the starry sky, countless black wormholes are floating, crisscrossing and dense, with no end to see at a glance.

It looks as if black dots have appeared on the behemoth of the universe, and it looks shocking.

Before crossing the wormhole, the four of them had seen many wormholes, but there were thousands of times more wormholes here than in front of them.

It is worthy of being a wormhole, and this name is not Bai Qi.

"My God, with so many wormholes, how can I find the Xuanming Witch?" Meng Long exclaimed.

"What's the difference between this and finding a needle in a haystack?" Li Fengjiao said.

Meng Long stood there without any direction at all.

Just as the three of them were stunned, monks kept coming from behind, looking at the wormhole in front of them, they were all at a loss like them.

Not only them, but even Ye Xiong didn't know how to find them at this moment.

"Youming, my wife, where are you?" Ye Xiong murmured in the air.

Originally, he thought that he would definitely be able to find her if he followed so many people. Judging from the love in front of him, finding her is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Ye Xiong's eyes fell on the dense wormholes around him, guessing which one she might choose to go out.

Suddenly, he had a sudden inspiration.

"Youming was hunted down by the whole world. You will definitely guess that I might have found out about her whereabouts. Will it leave me any secret code?"

As soon as the thought arose, he suddenly heard the side exclaiming: "Look, what is that?"

When everyone heard the sound, they saw countless words suddenly appearing in front of tens of millions of wormholes.

The text is purple, looming, and very stunning!

"Spellions, these are all spells."

"The witch of Xuanming has been here, and she has indeed been here."

"Only she in the entire divine world has such a despicable ability to leave so many spells."

The people around looked at the words composed of purple spells in front of the wormhole, floating in the air, like the light fireflies in the universe, looming.

Everyone couldn't help but be amazed at this amazing skill.

"Do you know why these spells can last for a long time in the universe, even after the caster leaves, they can still be preserved?"

The ghost-faced scholar suddenly started talking again.

Everyone knew that he had the most knowledge among the group, and they couldn't help but fall on him, waiting for his answer.

"The spell is a kind of inscription. The greatness of the Xuanming Witch is that her spell is unique. Even if she has no vitality at all, she can communicate with the power of heaven and earth, the power of the universe, the power of darkness, and various types of powers. As long as her spirit is there, her spell will be there."

Many monks around have heard of the Xuanming Witch, but they are not very clear about the Xuanming Witch’s background.

Now that I heard the ghost-faced scholar say this, everyone can’t help but become curious.

"The spells here are the power of wormholes in the universe. She connects her spells with the power of wormholes. With the power of wormholes, as long as these wormholes exist for a day, the spells will not disappear, because the existence of wormholes gives these spells a steady stream of power." The ghost-faced scholar continued.

"Ghost-faced Scholar, are you talking too exaggerating? How is this possible with the help of the power of the wormhole?" Some people around them couldn't help but question.

"You know, the foundation of the Xuanming Witch is far from unimaginable to you. Have you heard of the infinite rebirth forbidden curse. She can even use such a heaven-defying Brahma technique. What else can she not do?" Seeing someone questioning the Xuanming Witch, the ghost-faced scholar couldn't help but curse.

Ye Xiong had thought that the ghost-faced scholar had ulterior motives and was not a good person. Now, when he heard him say it funny for his wife, he couldn't help but feel good.

There are no people in this world that are so bad that they often think that others are bad, but they just have different positions.

"Yes, even the limited rebirth forbidden spell can be cast, and there is nothing she can't do."

"If the witch Xuanshi was not dead, the current God Emperor would not have the share of Lu Qingfeng."

"It is said that in the battle of the Divine Mountain, the Xuanming Witch was alone in fighting against Lu Qingfeng without any disadvantages."

The people around him lobbyed. The group originally came to catch Youming to receive the bounty, but now they have come to help her.

From this we can see that the Xuanming Witch in his previous life was quite famous and popular in the divine world.

"What is the purpose of leaving words on each wormhole when you say that the Xuanming Witch is useless? " Venerable Luo Tian asked.

"I guess she is suspicious."

"There are wormholes here, just suspicion, and cloth. I said she was just leaving clues on purpose and asked someone to find her."

This person's words were immediately recognized by many people around him. In addition, they really couldn't understand what it meant to leave so many spells by the Xuanming Witch.

Everyone around them looked at the spell at the entrance of the wormhole and began to study it.

"Yang Xinyi, this is a person's name, what does it mean?"

"Murong Ruyin, is this also a name?"

"The Earth sounds like the name of a planet."

"Third Ring Road, what is this?"

“Insult.”

"Shameless."

"Funny."

"Scum."

"Wood grass, what do you mean by what?"

"Has the Xuanming Witch been hurt by some man? This tone is full of resentment towards the man!"

...

"beer."

"peanut."

"television."

"washing machine."

"candy."

...

Ye Xiong looked over and over again, and as he looked, his eyes became a little wet.

From these words, the Netherworld's mind journey leaps on the words.

He was chased by countless people and was exhausted, and finally came to this star field.

She wanted to leave a secret code for herself, so she thought about vocabulary in her mind.

Yang Xinyi is her first wife and her best friend, so she has to accept it.

Murong Ruyin had already gotten along with her before, and she had no choice.

So she called herself fickle, shameless, vulgar, and scumbag.

A feeling of love and hate, wanting to let go but unable to give up, and finally having to choose to surrender and be with me, revealing it from the words.

As for the last peanuts, TVs, washing machines, etc., it was because there were too many wormholes and she couldn't come up with so many things, just raise them.

If he guessed well, there would definitely be the most important news among the remaining words.

Ye Xiong continued to look, and sure enough, he saw two words appearing and looming in the vast wormhole.

Evil spirit!

The name Ye Xiong gave her when he was on Earth.

It's this wormhole.
Chapter completed!