At this time, there were four people standing in front of the gate with Zhao Xing. In addition to Zuo Qiyu and the Five Poison Emperor, one was named Jing Yue, who came from the Tianshi Mansion and was Ji Si's senior sister. She was chosen to go to the Blue Die Ancient Road to rescue Zhao Xing, and she had a chance.

Another person is called 'Fan Hua', and Wu Du said that he is a lord-level starry sky historian.

But Zhao Xing realized that this person was a martial artist and a dual cultivation of history.

Those who can practice the two professions are talented. Fan Hua is a mixed-race child of the demon and human race. He has a red-haired tail wrapped around his waist and his body is very burly, but he is taciturn and does not like to talk.

The five people stood in front of the door and waited for a while before Bowei appeared from inside.

Zhao Xing vaguely felt that Bo Wei was in a bad mood.

Perhaps it was the visit of Emperor Mengwu that represented a special meaning.

Assuming that you still can't enter Chuanjie Tower, it proves that Chuanjie Tower has uncontrollable risks.

An uncontrollable divine object?

It definitely needs to be sealed.

The development of Siyue's wasteland allowed the Chixing Empire to occupy a great say in the super power. Assuming that the Chixing Empire requires Bowei to close the Chuanjie Tower, he has no choice.

Because Meng Wu’s teacher is in the Divine Realm, if Meng Wu says that, it means that the Divine Realm requires it to be closed.

"I've seen the Great Elder." The five people saluted together.

"You guys come in first and wait in the hall."

"yes."

The Five Poison Emperor, Zuo Qiyu, Jingyue and Fan Hua all stepped over the gate of Chuanjie Tower without any obstacles.

In the end, only Zhao Xingbowei, who was sitting on the flower chair, flew behind Zhao Xing from the door and began to push the flower chair.

"Boom~~"

Two black and white airflows came out from the left and right sides of the Huajian Chair, and the two vines behind them pierced into Zhao Xing's body.

At this time, Zhao Xing discovered that the flower chair created by Bo Wei could actually stir up the avenue of time, space and cause and effect!

"It's definitely the level of the Reincarnation Dao Soldier, and it's the best!" Zhao Xing was a little surprised.

It can stir up time, space and the great way of cause and effect. This kind of Taoist warrior is so rare!

"This is the protection Bovey gave me."

If Zhao Xing hadn't cultivated the blue and white magic power, he wouldn't have felt it at all.

At this time, Bo Wei began to push the Huajian Chair forward.

His hands also turned black and white, and the secret patterns on the chair among the flowers lit up, and the black and white air squirted completely wrapped around the people and the chair, pushing forward step by step.

"Boom~~"

The outside world was calm, but Zhao Xing seemed to step into the storm vortex at this time.

The red light barrier appeared again, and the black and white airflow on the flower chair began to fight with it.

The surrounding world has become chaotic colors and lines, which is very similar to the scene when a small world collapses.

Zhao Xing felt the end of the world, and the extremely terrifying pressure of the Great Dao made his soul and the real spirit poison tremble.

It would be fine if he could do it, but after practicing the blue and white magic power, he could feel this pressure.

Boom boom boom boom~~

Countless thunder echoed in my mind, and Zhao Xing felt like he wanted both spirit and body to be destroyed.

"Metaphor~"

Suddenly all the visions disappeared, Zhao Xing found that the red light barrier had disappeared, and he had crossed the threshold.

"Great Elder, you—"

"Be careful in your words and actions, and don't reveal your secrets."

Zhao Xing felt that Bo Wei's tone was a little tired, as if he had experienced a big battle.

It's strange, aren't scholars unable to fight?

"Great Elder, do you have anything else to explain?" Zhao Xing quickly came to his senses.

"There are four strands of my power inside the flower chair." Bowei patted the back of the chair, "Press the left side, it can be used for emergency teleportation, ignore any situation, and teleport back directly, appear on the seventh floor, but you are only for you, and you must sit in the chair."

"Press the right side to activate the Flower God Barrier. As long as you don't encounter the gods in history and time, the demigod cannot break it within three breaths."

Bovi’s power? Isn’t that the power of the demigod?

Mana is the combination of magic and spiritual power, and Bo Wei is a scholar who is proficient in all professions. It can be said that Bo Wei's mana is the strongest among the demigods.

Bo Wei didn't want to tell Zhao Xing the mystery of the flower chair so early, but today is different from the past.

Whether Zhao Xing's trip was successful or not, will the Chuanjie Building be closed?

This has nothing to do with whether Zhao Xing himself is a genius or no master he has worshipped.

It was his experience that made the Empire feel that Chuanjie Tower was a dangerous divine object. If Bo Wei could solve the problem, it would have to be discussed and could not be solved. There was no other possibility except to shut down.

"You come in now in the Huajian Chair, which is essentially a form of smuggling. I guess that you can use the Realm Jade and the Historical List by allowing the space-time law of Chuanjie Tower to complete the closed loop."

"So your next journey may be difficult."

"I understand, Grand Elder, which world should I choose to enter?" Zhao Xing asked again.

"Don't ask me, ask yourself." Bovey said: "You can't enter the world of transmission in normal ways, you have to make your own choice."

Zhao Xing understood that he was still rejected by Zhuanjie Tower, but for some reasons, he was no longer as strong as before.

You can get in, but you can't form a team because the teaming mechanism originates from the Jieyu attached to the Chuanjie Tower itself.

Now the world jade cannot be used, so I can only go in through the flower chair.

So Zhao Xing had to choose where to go and be able to meet with Zuo Qiyu and the others as soon as possible.

Bovey pushed the flower chair to a secluded hall, and there were no traces of four people at this time.

Only three spheres embedded in each other floated in the center of the hall, and its intersection emitted red light, while the rest still emitted blue light.

"No matter where you enter, there is actually no difference." Zhao Xing murmured to himself: "The three realms are fusion, and the transmission realm is the same. The abnormality is the intersection of time and space."

"Since I'm touching an abnormality in the ancient Tianyou Kingdom, I should choose Li Xinghe to transform this world."

Seeing that Bo Wei had no reaction after hearing this, Zhao Xing stopped thinking about it and drove the Huajian Chair to fly towards the light ball.

"Kake_k~"

When Zhao Xing disappeared into the light ball, the fusion of the light ball suddenly accelerated, and the red light became more and more prosperous.

Bowei looked over the sky with a heavy look on his eyes.

After a while, he suddenly laughed:

"Ah, it's just a group of people who are greedy for life and avoid death, ruthless and unrighteous."

After the Huajian Chair entered the light ball, Zhao Xing felt a dizzy moment and then unconscious.

When my consciousness revived, there was a vague sound in my ear calling me.

"Sir Zhao, wake up, wake up!"

Zhao Xing wanted to open his eyes, but for some reason, he was very tired and wanted to not wake up. He said vaguely: "Don't make noise, let me sleep for a while-""

However, the sound did not leave, but a sound became closer and closer, and even began to shake himself.

"Zhao Feiyang, you bastard, wake me up quickly, otherwise I will chop you now!"

"Oh, I can't do it. If we kill him, we will be done."

Zhengyi was like a sharp sword coming out of the sheath. The stinging feeling came. Zhao Xing suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.

I saw myself still sitting on the chair among the flowers, but it turned into a different style.

The surrounding environment is an ancient hall with four big words: fighting for the sky and the earth, benefiting the country and the people.

There were a pile of official documents scattered in front of the case, and a sign on the left side was a sign, with twenty-three spiritual signs of various colors in it, including Qingming Festival, Grain Rain,—

Zhao Xing found that he was holding the order sign of [Real Spring] in his hand.

His eyes moved forward and he saw two people.

A man was wearing black armor and holding a sharp sword in his hand. The sword light was breathing and spitting, only three inches away from his forehead.

Next to it is an old man wearing a gray straw raincoat with a sad face, holding the young man holding a sword.

Who am I, where am I? What happened?

Zhao Xing's soul thinking is slow and he can't make a turn.

"Hmph, you're really pretending to be dead!" The black-armored general looked cold: "Zhao Feiyang, give me a good word, can you do it? I can't kill you now!"

"Oh, I can't do it, I can't do it." The old man next to me kept persuading, "General Fang Yu, calm down, calm down!"

"You are—well, this general, can you put the sword down before talking about it?"

With the help of Huajianchai, the True Spirit Heavenly Poison in the sea of ​​consciousness was no longer turbulent, and his thinking gradually recovered. He quickly realized something.
To be continued...