Soul travels through the world of immortality

Beside the misty pond, in a small island-shaped forest, a man in white robe just landed on a giant green tree bearing coconut-like fruits.

In the deep and mysterious underwater city, the peace of the past has long been restored!

Not only are there few seahorse guards stationed on the streets, but there are also many stalls selling various goods that had shrunk in the past. The market has expanded rapidly and is close to the city gate, and its prosperity is far greater than before.

The man in white robe is Li Mingyang. At this moment, he has transformed into a strange image of the seahorse tribe, and is ready to explore if there is anything unusual.

The familiar and spacious shop was silent. Except for the man in blue robe sitting there alone, there was no one else in the weapon refining shop.

The man in blue robe did not greet Li Mingyang who came in. He lost his usual warmth towards the guests and allowed Li Mingyang to watch alone in the shop. The shop was still decorated as usual, with magical instruments arranged neatly and a row of energy crystals prominently placed on the counter, which made Li Mingyang couldn't help but look at the counter a few more times.

"Guest, these energy crystals are rare things that are not found far or near." Seeing that Li Mingyang was interested in energy crystals, Old Zhou cunningly put on another face.

"Where do these energy crystals come from? Can you take them to see?" the Seahorse man asked politely, showing a smile.

At this moment, the large mirror in the store suddenly emitted a bright beam of light, shining on Li Mingyang. Li Mingyang secretly screamed that it was not good. He was imprisoned and had no time to use his skills, so the stone slabs turned up under his feet, leading him into darkness...

When he was half awake, Li Mingyang felt that his whole body was tied up. The pain made him suppress his doubts, and he couldn't make any sound from his throat.

He wanted to contact Xingqing, but his consciousness could not be fully awakened. He checked his wrists and found that his body was not under control at all. Not only could he not lift his arms at all, but his neck also seemed very heavy.

Li Mingyang's consciousness began to function. Not only did he feel pain in his body, but it also reminded him of the purpose of coming here. It was obvious that he had let Lao Zhou scheme against him. He did not dare to think deeply, which made him afraid.

He tried to contact Xingqing again, but he seemed to be far away and there was no reply, which made him even more confused.

At this time, the sound of the door opening suddenly sounded in his ears, and the footsteps gradually approached.

Li Mingyang's heart rang with alarm bells, and he didn't dare to open his eyes. Soon, the footsteps stopped in front of him, and he sighed slightly, pulling his head with one hand. Li Mingyang let it shake, but never opened his eyes, and let out bursts of sleep. moans.

"I know you're awake, but stop pretending. I didn't expect you to be a human being, and it was so hard for us to find you." The voice became boring and left Li Mingyang's side.

The amount of information in this sentence made Li Mingyang instantly frightened. It seemed that not only had he been arrested, but his identity had also been discovered. Li Mingyang can now clearly feel that his body has consciousness and his consciousness is much clearer. He felt that there was no weight of the Eye of Mang on his right wrist. After repeated confirmation, there was still no response from Xingqing. It turned out that the Eye of Mang was not on his wrist. No wonder he could not get in touch with Xingqing.

The surroundings fell into silence again. After a long time, Li Mingyang opened his eyes and looked around. This was a completely closed room, but there was a huge mirror opposite, which shimmered from time to time.

The next moment, he was shocked to find that he was tied to a metal frame, and a strange seahorse sat cross-legged on the stone platform next to him. The large silver robe showed the identity of the temple's high-level officials, and the bright eyes His eyes were bright, but extremely familiar.