6401-Sorcerer

Bai Guanxing opened his eyes, and the white and blue eyes were full of fatigue, searching the entire world for the spirit-seeking method, which made him unable to bear it.

Bai Guanxing glanced at them slightly, these candles arranged in a mysterious array are still swaying randomly, and the direction in which the flames are swaying is not fixed at all, and there is no trace to be found...

"Strange, why is this?"

The ancestor of the blood infant sullen his face, put his hands on his chest, and the butcher knife was in his arms: "Sir! Just say whether it was the ghost of Jiuyou! Did they hold Fengzi's spirit!"

"Let's take down Jiuyou and take back the spirit of the Wind Boy!"

The ancestor of the blood infant has rarely been so mad, because Jiuyou also has a **** king sitting in the town.

However, for this guy who dared to slap himself invincibly, the ancestor of the blood infant didn't mind slaying Jiuyou.

Bai Guanxing shook his head slightly, holding on to his tiredness and said: "The remnant spirit of the sky was not taken away by Jiuyou."

He took the Dao pattern in the Bihai Imperial artifact as a guide and sacrificed the soul-seeking lamp. If the remnant he was looking for had been taken away by Jiuyou, the flame of the candle would turn into faint green.

The black ancestor is the same, even in that battle, the candle will turn into a black flame when the remnant spirit is imprisoned by the black ancestor.

And of course, if the remnant spirit has turned into dust and dissipated in the world, the candle would not ignite the flame.

But now, this faintly light, and constantly swaying image made Bai Guanxing frown. He had never encountered such a weird situation.

"Mr. Bai, did you find the remnant spirit of Tianxing? The soul lamp is burning, here, is this remnant spirit of Tianxing still floating in the universe? Can we follow the soul lamp to find it."

The candlelight flickered, making Empress Xixia's mood chaotic, but Bai Guanxing shook her head helplessly.

"Madam, I am looking for the universe with the guidance of the universe. If the soul of the sky is broken up, then so far, it can only float in the ancient universe, and it is impossible to disperse too far."

"And if it were in the ancient universe, then the flames of the soul lamp would all point in the direction of the ancient universe..."

The soul shattered, floating in the vast world, as if scattered in different directions, that would indeed make the direction of the candlelight swaying chaotic.

But now, they are asking the heavens in the emperor heaven realm, even if the remnants of the sky travel are scattered in different star regions of the ancient universe, these soul lamps will only first guide the direction of the ancient universe.

Therefore, this is also the most difficult aspect for Bai Guanxing to accept. In that battle, he watched Qin Yichen distorted by the light and dark and dissipated before his eyes.

His heart is like a knife, that is the best disciple he has brought out, and even, this is the first disciple who is about to become a teacher after his resurrection for a lifetime!

That is more, his brother.

Bai Guanxing was furious, but everyone could go crazy and cry like Princess Wenqing, screaming and desperate against Heizu, but he couldn't.

When he was in the ancient universe, he had already used the Bihai Imperial Artifact to attract him to search, but he was still at a loss.

After returning to the Emperor Heaven Realm, after being temporarily safe, he resumed Dao Fa today, but he was still helpless.

"Why the candlelight points in different directions, and it has not been determined..."

Bai Guanxing shook his head. Despite his life's Taoism, he knew that if he fell into the Nine Nethers, or even into the hands of the Black Ancestor, it would be enough to defeat his Taoism, and it would be even more difficult to return.

But conversely thinking, whether it is Jiuyou or Hei Ancestor, getting the remnant spirit of Yichen, there will only be two results.

One, or directly crush the remnant spirit, cut the grass and remove the roots.

Second, just like kidnapping, come to blackmail him and make him pay the price to save.

But neither of them, which made Bai Guanxing feel that his talents seemed useless.

Bai Guanxing looked up and looked at the appearance of Niang Niang Niang who wanted to speak but stopped, and sighed: "Madam, don't worry, Tian Xing him, although I don't know what happened to him, at least he is still alive..."

If the soul of Tianxing is truly dead, then the flame of the candle will be extinguished directly. The swaying flame can be regarded as a reassurance. When she heard the word alive, Princess Wenqing's bright eyes trembled, as if by the flames. It illuminates and restores the bright, but after a short while, it falls into a dead gray silence.

The faint light of fire represents too many possibilities. For example, Qin Yichen and Princess Wen Qing have both experienced falling into the rift of time and space. That time, thanks to the blessing of heavenly brocade clothes, it may even be arranged by Emperor Hao Yi. Only then did they return to the former insect world and saw the insect king and Satan.

But if there is no heavenly brocade dress, and Emperor Hao Yi may not be able to count this scene, then the wandering in the rift of time and space is unknown, I don't know how many years it will sink, and where it will drift.

You may also be trapped in the prestige of the light and darkness...

Every possibility turned into a picture in Bai Guanxing's mind, making him confused, so he could only shake his head slightly to freeze all the pictures temporarily.

Bai Guanxing got up and patted Princess Wenqing's catkins: "Don't worry, I promise, your husband will not die."

Bai Guanxing didn't lie, but Princess Wenqing's bright eyes trembled, only feeling that this was kindly comforting.

Perhaps with Mr. Bai's method, with a strand of wood pattern, he can create a divine sword, let its soul and soul ask the innate, and another inborn sword **** will appear.

The innate sword **** can also be transformed into a wood-like appearance, but how can there be exactly the same people in the world?

In her eyes, wood is wood, no one can replace it.

"I'll go to Qilinzi and ask him to wait and see with luck."

Bai Guanxing scanned the temple and asked, "Dao Rou, come with me."

Bai Guanxing and Hua Daorou left, and Princess Wenqing's delicate body also moved. She seemed to be a little stupid. She squatted in front of the soul lamps, softly gathered into a circle, and put the faint candles together. Protected by the fire, for fear that it will suddenly go out.

Walking in the Qilin Temple, everything is still so familiar. It seems that without the General Feng, Wentianguan is still the majestic gate that stands proudly in the world. Tens of millions of powerful troops can also face off against the heavens.

The world will revolve without anyone, Hua Daorou can't help but think of a true dragon descendant Qin Yichen often mentions with him. Her name is Long Wan'er, who is also extremely good.

But whenever Long Wan'er jumped into the sea of blood and awakened the great ancestor, Qin Yichen would bow his head and be silent, his face gloomy.

Hua Daorou has experienced that kind of emotion now, and it is uncomfortable, as if a piece of her soul is missing.

Just stepping into the Kylin Temple, I saw Qilinzi's roar echoing: "That kid has inherited such a strong luck! You must not die so easily! If you are taken away by Jiuyou, kill Jiuyou! Be hacked! The ancestor suppressed it, and snatched it from the black ancestor!"

"I know."

Bai Guanxing was also helpless: "But now there is no **** king looking for me."