Fortunately, when she rushed out of the Holy Yang Pearl, there was no chaotic magma outside, and the Seven-wheeled King Qianfuyan was not there. At this moment, she didn't even have the opportunity to find a safe place to retreat, so she was in seclusion and refining the absorbed chaotic aura.

It was not until she rushed into the middle stage of Hedao that the burning feeling of chaotic aura disappeared.

Ling Xiaoshuang walked out of the simple retreat, and her divine thoughts swept out, and then she was surprised to find that her divine thoughts were much stronger than the early stage of Hedao. This was definitely not just caused by entering the middle stage of Hedao, but because her foundation had a qualitative change. This change must be related to the chaotic magma.

But soon Ling Xiaoshuang realized something was wrong. There was still a gray area everywhere here. Compared to the Seven-wheeled Land she entered before, there seemed to be no difference. It was just that the ground was full of fragments, just like many broken porcelain plates were paved.

Is this the seven-wheeled land?

Then Ling Xiaoshuang became surprised. She knew that Di Jiu came to save her before she rushed into Chaos Magma. In any case, she would also find Di Jiu in the seventh wheel land.

From the moment she entered the Chaos Magma and saw the green sword light, she knew what she wanted. Perhaps, at that moment, she truly matured.

The sound of creaking fragments on the bottom of her feet almost made Ling Xiaoshuang suspected that she had entered the abandoned kiln factory. Her thoughts suddenly returned to a long time ago, when she was very young, there was an abandoned kiln factory outside her house. What she liked the most was walking on the abandoned kiln factory. At that time, the broken porcelain pieces were stepping on the bottom of her feet, and it was this kind of creaking sound.

What she enjoyed the most was the sound of walking on snow, walking alone among the broken tiles. Until one day, the master saw her and took her away.

Since then, she has never walked through the broken tiles and never heard the creaking sound again.

Ling Xiaoshuang was immersed in the memories. If she could find Di Jiu and walk slowly on the broken tiles with Di Jiu, slowly listening to the creaking sound, maybe that was the tranquility she really needed.

A sudden figure appeared in Ling Xiaoshuang's divine thoughts, causing Ling Xiaoshuang, who was immersed in the fantasy, to suddenly wake up.

It was a tall figure, and then Ling Xiaoshuang was sure that he was definitely not a monk from the Seventh Round Land. Even the monk from the Seventh Round Land, even the Seventh Round King Qian Fuyan or the Seventh Round King Youyan, did not have such solid body and divine consciousness.

Because while her divine thought swept to the figure, the figure also swept to her. The divine thought was almost the same substance and was not much weaker than her.

Ling Xiaoshuang stopped. She had already clearly understood that this was not the land of Seven Wheels. The land of Seven Wheels carries a yin and cold atmosphere, and the color here looks similar to the terrain, but in fact it is completely different. Not only before the yin and cold, but even the rules of heaven and earth are completely different.

The rules of heaven and earth in the seven-wheeled land are incomplete, and the rules of heaven and earth here are even more complete than those of the holy path realm.

The figure in the divine mind also stopped. His eyes were looking at Ling Xiaoshuang, and then slowly walked towards Ling Xiaoshuang. Ling Xiaoshuang did not move. She knew that if she moved, the other party would probably escape quickly. And Ling Xiaoshuang also wanted to know where this was.

What she most urgently is to quickly return to the seventh wheel land to meet Di Jiu.

With her current strength, she believes that she will not be afraid at all when facing the Seven-wheel King.

Although she did not leave, Ling Xiaoshuang did not deliberately approach her. She bent down and picked up a piece of broken rubble.

A faint trace of Taoist rhyme was caught by Ling Xiaoshuang, and Ling Xiaoshuang felt her scalp numb. There was no broken rubble here, it was definitely a fragment of a top artifact.

Ling Xiaoshuang bent down again and grabbed a handful of fragments.

In just a moment, she was sure that the rubble fragments covered with her feet were all top-quality artifacts and top-quality artifact fragments. Most of the best artifacts were but few top-quality artifacts. Because of the long time, the magic weapon fragments were eroded by the endless Taoist rhyme. With a little force, they would crack a few half again.

Ling Xiaoshuang took a breath of air conditioning, and she had a bad premonition. The best thing on her is the Holy Yang Pearl, which is likely to be an innate magic weapon. But besides the Holy Yang Pearl, she does not have the best artifact. But there are fragments of the best artifacts everywhere under her feet. How many best artifacts will be broken?

At this moment, the monk had already walked to Ling Xiaoshuang. He stood only ten feet away from Ling Xiaoshuang, looking at Ling Xiaoshuang without moving.

Ling Xiaoshuang suppressed her inner shock and took the initiative to clasp her fists and said, "I'm here, fellow Taoist, please ask where is this?"
Chapter completed!