Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Elder Tang's face instantly turned pale and ashen.

He originally looked at the portal with great expectation, hoping to enter the legendary holy ruins through it, but these big words ruthlessly shattered his dream.

He realized that he had no chance with the Holy Ruins. At this moment, his heart was filled with disappointment and anger.

Turning his head, Elder Tang's eyes revealed a fierce light, and his anger and disappointment instantly turned into hatred for Lin Fan, Jin Buke and Ximen Zhi.

His fists were clenched, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on these three people.

When Lin Fan and Jin Bu Ke saw this, they looked at each other, a trace of determination and determination flashed in their eyes.

They knew that facing an enemy as powerful as Elder Tang, they did not have many choices.

Lin Fan quickly pulled up the seriously injured Ximen Zhi, followed closely by Jin Buke, and the three of them ran towards the portal.

The moment they rushed towards the portal, Elder Tang roared angrily, trying to stop them.

However, Lin Fan and the other three had already made a decision. They did not look back, but just moved forward with all their strength.

The three of them acted quickly and decisively with their last hope.

Just when Elder Tang was about to stop them,

Lin Fan, Jin Buke and Ximen Zhi jumped into the energy vortex that emitted colorful brilliance.

As their figures gradually blurred, they finally disappeared into the brilliance.

Elder Tang stood there, looking at the direction in which Lin Fan and the others disappeared, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

Elder Tang's eyes were full of anger and disappointment. He looked at the gradually dissipating colorful brilliance and felt endless waves in his heart.

Turning to look at Tang Lan and Tang Chun, his voice was full of anger: "You two, why don't you try your luck!"

His words revealed orders and helplessness. It was obvious that he hoped to explore the mysteries of the portal through the two of them, and perhaps make up for his regrets.

Tang Lan and Tang Chun looked at each other, their eyes full of hesitation and fear.

But facing Elder Tang's order, they did not dare to hesitate.

They walked to the portal and took a deep breath, as if summoning their last courage.

Then, just like what Murong Chui and Lin Fan had done before, they jumped into the energy vortex that emitted colorful brilliance.

When their figures disappeared into the vortex, the surrounding air seemed to be still again.

Elder Tang stood there, staring at the portal tightly, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

When Lin Fan, Jin Buke and Ximen Zhi jumped into the portal, they felt themselves being sucked into a completely different world.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of void, boundless, seemingly cut off from the world.

They were floating in this chaos, surrounded by nothingness, and there seemed to be nothing to rely on except the endless void.

This mysterious space brought them an unprecedented feeling, as if this was the intersection of time and space, endless and unfathomable.

Here, time seems to have lost its meaning and space has become blurred.

They feel as if they are placed in a corner of the universe, isolated and helpless from the outside world.

Suddenly, an invisible huge force surged in from all directions, suddenly separating the three of them.

This force is so powerful and mysterious that they cannot resist it and can only be at its mercy.

Lin Fan felt himself being pulled ruthlessly, quickly disappearing from Jin Buke and Ximen Zhi, and being thrown into a whole new world.

Jin Buke and Ximen Zhi also suffered the same fate. They were taken in different directions by powerful forces and entered their own unknown worlds.

At this moment, the connection between the three people was completely severed, and each faced unknown challenges and adventures.

Pulled by this force, Lin Fan's figure continued to shuttle through the void.

Lin Fan felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to his childhood.

In front of us is the familiar small village, the golden rice fields are swaying gently in the wind, and the horizon is gradually dyed with the afterglow of the setting sun.

He saw his young father working hard in the fields, while his mother was busy preparing dinner in front of the house.

All of this was so real, as if he had turned back time and brought him back to that carefree era.

Lin Fan stood on the path at the end of the village and looked at this scene, feeling a warm and familiar feeling in his heart.

He saw himself as a child chasing butterflies on the field ridges and playing with the children in the village. It was an innocent and happy time.

As night falls, the village lights gradually light up.

His mother's voice rang through the village, calling him home.

The voice was gentle and familiar, filling Lin Fan's heart with peace and warmth.

He saw his figure running home, his mother's kind smile and his father's generous back.

Ximen Zhi felt that he was in a strange space, where there was no heaven and earth, no surroundings, only boundless nothingness.

In such an environment, he unexpectedly found that he had a deeper understanding of the family's formation.

He seemed to have understood all the obscure formulas overnight, and was even able to understand the mysteries that had never been touched in the formation secret books.

In this empty space, Ximen Zhi began to recite those complex and mysterious formulas.

His voice echoed in the empty space, carrying a strange rhythm and power.

As he recited the mantra, his hands began to dance, each gesture precise and powerful, as if weaving an invisible web.

He took out pieces of spiritual stones from his arms. These spiritual stones emitted a faint light, and each piece contained powerful energy.

Ximen Zhi placed these spiritual stones in the air. As his gestures and mantras changed, these spiritual stones began to rotate around him, forming complex formations.

Under Ximen Zhi's control, these formations gradually took shape. Each one was unique and contained profound power.

Jin Buke found himself trapped in a completely different fantasy.

In this world, he has become an unrivaled killer, invincible and invincible every time he attacks.

He held an extremely sharp sword in his hand, which was the legendary killer sword in the Killer Hall. Its light was cold and sharp, as if it could cut everything.

In this illusion, Jin Buke shuttles through various battlefields and dark alleys. His swordsmanship is extremely fast and powerful, and he is invincible.

Every time he swings his sword, it brings a bloody storm, and none of his opponents can escape his sword edge.

Under his sword, enemies fell like grass and blood flowed into rivers. His reputation spread further and further in the killer world, and he became a being revered by everyone.

This kind of supreme glory and power made Jin Buke intoxicated. He felt the honor and satisfaction that the supreme killer of the Killer Hall deserved.

Every battle and every victory filled his heart with immense excitement and pleasure.