Fang Mu stared at the five words in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"You... are finally here."

These five characters are light golden, refracted from the round stone slabs and slowly floated in the sky.

Ye Zi and others who were controlled were stunned, their bodies stiffened and no movement.

The five words appeared for a moment and soon disappeared.

On the round stone slab, three energy sources of water, heat and electricity soared into the sky, constantly entangled in the sky, slowly turning into translucent colors, forming a long cylinder.

The cylinder formed by three energy rushed directly to the top of the underground palace and stopped.

“What’s going on?”

This energy has no power, it just stands here quietly.

Fang Mu controlled it for a while and found that these three energy streams were shot out through the circular stone slab and then entangled again. It was no longer a type of water, thermal and power, and he could not control it.

At this time, Ye Zi and others moved and rushed towards the round stone slab in Fang Mu's hand.

Fang Mu held the round stone slab in one hand and said lightly: "I want to do it, stop them for me."

After he said this, Nan Li's little hand reached out from the blood-killing gun behind him and flew into the air to everyone.

A huge character for killing appeared, and under the peerless formation, Ye Zi and others flew backwards.

Fang Mu thought to himself: "Has Nanli become stronger again?"

The sixth prince is in Buyu Realm. Nan Li forced him back with one move. It seems that invisible, Nan Li is recovering faster and faster.

Nan Li seemed to have no intention of stopping. He turned his wrist and the word "kill" became bigger and he pressed towards Ye Zi and others overwhelmed.

Fang Mu said slowly: "Don't kill, just stop him."

Nan Li's little hand froze, and the killing formation slowly changed, turning into a cage to stop Ye Zi and others.

After doing all this, Nan Li regained the blood spear.

Fang Mu raised his head, looked at the translucent cylinder in the sky, and touched his other hand.

"boom!"

After Fang Mu's hand touched the cylinder energy, a soft and smooth touch came, like a piece of jelly.

But in just a moment, the energy of the cylinder collapsed and dispersed directly.

The originally thick and large cylinder disappeared without a trace. When I looked at it, the surroundings were surrounded by diffuse energy.

Ye Zi and others disappeared without a trace, leaving only the energy scattered and splashed.

Among these energy, Fang Mu seemed to see a vague figure, but he didn't see it very clearly.

The vague figure stood in front of Fang Muzheng and waved to him.

"Interesting." Fang Mu's lips curled up slightly and walked over slowly: "I want to see what you've made?"

The closer he got to the blurry figure, the more surprised Fang Mu was, because the blurry figure was not caused by other situations, but consisted of mosaics.

Fang Mu: “…”

As the saying goes, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, but seeing a mountain is still a mountain. Fang Mu really can't see clearly about mosaics.

Of course, some people can reach the state of seeing mountains is not mountains, and their understanding of mosaics is very strong.

Fang Mu can even reach the super state of having code in his eyes but not in his heart, but he can't reach this level.

The figure composed of mosaics waited until Fang Mu approached, and the mosaic on his face moved randomly.

Fang Mu felt that this should be an expression, but he couldn't see the content of the expression clearly.

The mosaic stretched out his hand, pressed it on his mouth, and then dug it out.

Soon, a long strip of mosaic was pulled out of his mouth.

When Fang Mu saw this, he felt that this scene was indescribable and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

The long strips of mosaic were getting longer and longer, and they were quickly pulled out by the mosaic.

This length is about one meter long, and Fang Mu feels that he is really thinking too much, after all, it is one meter long.

After a while, the long strip suddenly spread out.

Even with mosaics, Fang Mu could still tell that this should be an umbrella.

But why does an umbrella pull out of your mouth? What kind of confusing behavior is this?

The mosaic man walked over slowly with an umbrella, and then covered Fang Mu with an umbrella.

At this time, Fang Mu found a long bridge under his feet.

The bridge appeared for no reason, spreading from under his feet and spreading to the end.

The bridge is colorful, and Fang Mu seems to have seen it somewhere.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Fang Mu remembered the source of this color.

Isn’t this the passage encountered in the Hu family’s illusion? At that time, the passage in the Hu family’s illusion was surrounded by colorful streams of light.

At that time, Fang Mu believed that the colorful streaming light was the world experienced by the ancestor of the Hu family, but it seems that this is not the case now.

This colorful streamer should have other backgrounds, not the so-called worldly experience.

Now this colorful stream of light has turned into a bridge, so what is at the end of the bridge?

The mosaic waved to the front, and the colorful bridge began to move slowly.

The surroundings began to retreat, leaving only Fang Mu and the mosaic man standing on the colorful streamer.

At this time, special rain fell from the sky. The rain was not water, but strange-shaped heads.

Without human heads, they were all strange-shaped ones that Fang Mu didn't recognize.

The head fell on the umbrella turned into by the mosaic and melted into it.

The rest of the heads that did not fall on the umbrella fell on the colorful streaming light and disappeared.

This umbrella seemed to be protecting, allowing Fang Mu and the mosaic to not be hit by the falling heads.

Fang Mu frowned and said, "What the hell are you?"

After the appearance of the mosaic man, the colorful streaming light took Fang Mu further and further away, and the heat of the jade pendant began to gradually disappear.

Fang Mu looked around and did not find Ye Zi and others. It seemed that because he was getting farther and farther away from the black shadow, the heat of the jade pendant disappeared.

When the mosaic heard Fang Mu's words, he did not answer, but just quietly held an umbrella.

The colorful light gradually stopped, and except for the falling head, the surroundings were so quiet that the needles could be heard.

At this time, with the colorful light stopping, the falling heads in the sky disappeared.

The mosaic took back the umbrella, lowered his body, and slowly squatted down.

From Fang Mu's perspective, the mosaic was looking down at the colorful streamer, not knowing what he was looking at.

Fang Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, squatted down, and said lightly: "Do you know me?"

From the beginning, Fang Mu had a guess that all of this seemed to be specially prepared for him.

Water, fire and electricity are exactly composed of the three absolute energy, and when they merge into the circular stone slab, there are indeed huge changes.

Adding to the five words "You are finally here", Fang Mu couldn't help but have this guess.

The mosaic did not answer, but reached out and touched the colorful streamer.

In the blink of an eye, the mosaic's hand reached into the colorful stream of light and gently stirred it up.

As the mosaics stirred, the colorful streaming light began to change constantly, like throwing a stone into the calm lake, and the mixed part became turbid.

The colorful colors also began to mix, turning into a color that Fang Mu had never seen before, constantly rotating.

After stirring for a while, the mosaic stretched out his hand from it and brought out a photo.

When Fang Mu saw the photo, he thought to himself: "Is it so advanced?"

He thought the mosaic would draw out something good or something critical, but he didn't expect to draw out a photo.

In the photo, there is a man in black clothes touching a wall with his hands.

This man is majestic and handsome. His black uniform is full of a sense of being arrogant without anger.

Fang Mu touched his chin, but he didn't know this man.

The mosaic shook the photo, and a ray of light suddenly shone out on the photo.

The light flashed and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fang Mu found that the surrounding environment was slowly changing, like a famous work that had just been painted, and a bucket of water was poured on, and the scenery began to blur into a lump.

The mosaic man always stood beside him, waiting until the surrounding scenery became clearer, then turned his head, pointed his mosaic face at Fang Mu, and nodded slightly.

Fang Mu glanced around and frowned slightly.

He is now in a high altitude, below which is a man in black clothes.
To be continued...