Then he controlled the immortal puppet and walked into this pattern.

As soon as the immortal puppet entered, the connection with Ding Huan disappeared without a trace.

Ding Huan didn't go in because he had a hunch that he couldn't go in.

I did a simple calculation and found no results, but it was very inappropriate.

Ding Huan did things very simply. Since he couldn't go in, he naturally turned around and left.

What is inside this pattern? Sooner or later he will go in and see.

If we go in now, not only will we not be able to save Wen Zhixi, but he himself will also have to get in.

When Ding Huan turned around and was about to leave, the pattern suddenly crossed the distance between him and Ding Huan, and caught Ding Huan.

Ding Huan was shocked, burning his essence and blood like crazy, trying to rush out.

The fact made him despair. When he looked back, he found that the surroundings were completely dark and he could not rush out.

Not only that, he couldn't even capture the location of the pattern.

Ding Huan forced himself to calm down.

He understood why Immortal Emperor Pingwei and others disappeared. They did not go in by themselves, but were involved.

The rules of heaven and earth in this space are extremely strange, just like...

When Ding Huan understood what was going on, he broke out in a cold sweat.

If he guessed correctly, this should be someone else's space.

Just like his cosmic pot and true spiritual world.

If someone enters his cosmic pot, even if that person is far stronger than him, he can easily crush the opponent.

Ding Huan never thought that one day he would be able to enter someone else's world.

At this moment, Ding Huan's scalp was numb and he could only carefully stretch his spiritual thoughts.

The surroundings were nothing but pitch black.

Ding Huan knew very well that no matter how carefully he extended his spiritual thoughts, he would still be noticed by the owner of this space.

Ding Huan stayed in place for a while, but no spiritual thoughts fell on him.

This made Ding Huan relax slightly, and he used a simple flying magic weapon and rushed out.

It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided.

An hour later, Ding Huan stopped. He saw a group of people refining ore, and everyone looked very numb...

Ding Huan thought of the more than a thousand monks he had raised in the True Spirit World before.

Obviously, these guys who refine the ore are also being supported by others.

What frightened Ding Huan the most was that among the more than a thousand people being raised, the one with the lowest cultivation level seemed to be much better than the madman.

Feeding a monk means that there is an owner in this space.

What does this make him do?

Wait for the owner of this space to catch him, and then brand him with spiritual thoughts, and then join this army of refining?

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