Han Yiming flicked his finger and summoned the Mingyuan sword and flew into the sky. Everyone there seemed to be making a sound without realizing it. Suddenly, he felt something poured into his ears. He could no longer hear it. Everything in front of him slowly disappeared, and he knew that the white dragon had made a barrier again. Looking forward, in the deep chaos, Uncle Master's figure was extremely small, like a kite flying into the extremely high sky, with only a trace still ahead. He also caught up with him.

It seems strange that he and Chen Weiyu were extremely far away, but when he had the idea of ​​chasing, he rushed to Chen Weiyu in a flash. Chen Weiyu said, "I... open..." His voice was intermittent, and it was not clear. Han Yiming was about to ask again, but suddenly a few small light spots in front of him flew past, as big as fireflies. Han Yiming was about to reach out to brush away the two fireflies, and raised his hand, but he fixed his eyes. Among the small fireflies, a little white color, and the other few were yellow. When he looked closely, he found that there were several extremely small people, each of which was only half an inch in size!

Han Yiming was shocked and looked at Chen Weiyu. Chen Weiyu's lips moved slightly, and then said, "Be careful!" This sound was obvious. Before he finished speaking, Han Yiming felt his feet swaying, and he couldn't help but float towards them. Suddenly, a strong force came from behind him. Han Yiming looked back and saw that Chen Weiyu had settled in the air, pointing at him with two fingers in his right hand, and inspiration flashed in his eyes. Chen Weiyu suddenly pulled the hand pointing to him and pulled it to the left. Han Yiming saw that the few fireflies-like villains were getting farther and farther away from him, and after a while, he retreated to Chen Weiyu.

Chen Weiyu said: "In other people's barriers, you must be very careful! Although the white dragon has not become a dragon, how can you underestimate its cultivation?" Han Yiming knew that the uncle was right, but he was still extremely anxious. He couldn't tell whether he was worried about the white dragon or worried about Mingxi. He did not die in Mingxi's hands, nor did Mingxi die in Bailong's hands. Although Jiang Yuzi was a little unhappy with him, Mingxi was completely different from his master, and he was quite upright and unfair. He was not exactly the same as Bailong's elegance, but both were appreciated. Mingxi was not the opponent of Bailong. If he really fought, the injured would definitely be Mingxi. This result was something Han Yiming didn't want to witness.

Therefore, although he was pulled back by Chen Weiyu, his eyes were staring at the fireflies floating in front of him. Chen Weiyu said, "Be careful, this is a knot in a knot! Bailong and them are in another barrier. I will take a look first and let's go in!" Han Yiming originally thought that his uncle was to catch him back in order to prevent him from entering, but he was surprised that Uncle Master said this. He stared at the fireflies and asked, "Uncle Master, do we want to go in too?"

Chen Weiyu said: "That's natural. Although it means that Xi is not our Lingshan disciples, we cannot stand by and not save them when we die!" Han Yiming felt aroused in his heart and turned around to look at his uncle. He has not been with this uncle for a long time, but he knows that this uncle is the most agile and does not know what can be hidden from him. Han Yiming was originally worried that his uncle would not help him. After all, people who are too smart are good at judging the situation. Mingxi is not a disciple of this sect. If his uncle does not help, it seems to be in love.

Hearing that the uncle was about to help him, his heart naturally became warm and shouted: "Uncle Master!" Chen Weiyu stared at the fireflies with his eyes and said, "If Bailong wanted to win them off, it would be easy for them to turn them into two barriers in a row, you should be careful. I'm afraid there will be another picture!" Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "Uncle Master is indeed very insightful. If he hadn't told him, he would not get here." Chen Weiyu said, "Although Mingxi is not a disciple of Lingshan, we cannot stand by and watch! Yiming, if the commander of the other sects meets you in this danger, he will never ignore him!" Han Yiming felt aroused in his heart and said, "The old Taoist Pingbo is afraid that he will not do this method!"

Before this thought flashed, Chen Weiyu said, "Master Pingbo is not unmoved. Even if he has thousands of methods, he can help him. You can rest assured of this!" Although he was saying this, his eyes never left those small figures. Han Yiming felt relieved for a moment, but he was a little anxious. He didn't know what he was anxious about, but he just couldn't urge him to speak, but he was almost urging him to speak.

The firefly lights were rising and falling, floating left and right, and they were indeterminate, either urgent or slow, and they could not see the mystery, but they were very worried. After all, it was a white dragon. Although they had not achieved enlightenment, they could not speak with others. Even a light blow was a breath that the mortal fetus could not bear. If they were really hostile, they were afraid that these disciples would not be able to escape. But it was just that the uncle was watching, and Han Yiming was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, but he was not easy to urge him.

Chen Weiyu looked at it for a while and said, "Okay, Yiming, follow me! The two barriers are tied together, and as long as you have a slight deviation, they will never be restored!" Han Yiming was eager to move, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. When he heard this, Chen Weiyu said, "Every barrier is made up of spiritual power. There must be spiritual conflicts between the two barriers. If you walk among the two barriers, you will be smashed into pieces by spiritual power. You must concentrate your mind. I can take you away, but you must concentrate yourself and put aside all the distracting thoughts. At this time, there are distracting thoughts in your heart, which will only harm you! You must remember that distracting thoughts not only harm you, but also helpless!" Han Yiming felt a stern heart, took a deep breath, calmed down, Chen Weiyu stretched out his hand, grabbed his left arm, and walked forward.

After taking this step, Han Yiming felt that the haze in front of him was trembling slightly, trembling like water waves, confused. In an instant, a whistling sounded through his mind. There was a whistling sound from somewhere, not loud, but it was soaked in desire and straight out of his heart. The sound was very close, just like it came from his own mind, from his left ear to his right ear, and rebounded back. Han Yiming was shocked and stunned. His feet were extremely heavy and he could not take a step.

Han Yiming couldn't help but be stunned. When he looked at Uncle Master, he saw that the spiritual light came out of his body. The spiritual light oozed out of his body, and even his left arm was bathed in the spiritual light. But except for his left arm, his body began to feel pain. It seemed that there were countless hands pulling him hard, so that he could not move forward. After blinking his eyes, the pulling hand became more and more fierce, and it was extremely powerful, which made his whole body seem to be dispersed! He couldn't see where these forces came from, and he couldn't get rid of it-
Chapter completed!