Sheriff, give me a smile~

Wu Zetian's posture was calm, and she walked to the altar step by step. Seeing Di Renjie calling her, she only glanced at him.

"It's you?" Jiang Ziya expressionless.

Wu Zetian smiled lightly, but there was an undisguised sharpness in his eyes: "It's me, long time no see, how is the magician?"

Jiang Ziya didn't answer what she said, but only pointed to Di Renjie and Marco Polo and said, "I know you want to stop me just like them, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a layer of purple light suddenly appeared on the altar: "The formation has already begun."

Di Renjie's face turned pale.

Wu Zetian raised the corners of her lips coldly, and before she could speak, everyone felt a slight tremor under their feet, and then the mountains in all directions also shook, but calmness returned after only a moment.

Others didn't realize what was wrong, but Jiang Ziya quickly realized what was wrong, and his face was very ugly: "This space is blocked?!"

"Space blockade?" Di Renjie was puzzled.

Ignoring Jiang Ziya's expression, Wu Zetian said unhurriedly: "Di Qing, do you know what is the secret of the seventh floor of Zhaixing Building?"

When he asked such a question, not only Di Renjie, but also Marco Polo and Zhang Liang began to wonder: "What is it?"

"Different space."

There is a building in Chang'an named Zhaixing, with 28 steps from ancient to modern.

It is said that those who enter the seventh floor of the Star Picking Building can know the past and the future, and understand the principles of heaven and earth, but after all, only two people have entered the seventh floor of the Star Picking Building, and no one else knows whether this rumor is true or not.

"The seventh floor of the Zhaixing Building is another space different from the King's Continent, but everything here looks the same as on the King's Continent," Wu Zetian said slowly: "This space does not belong to any continent, but It is the junction of all continents, where the time is slower than outside, and the location is higher than outside, so using secret techniques, you can see the past and peep into the future."

"But now..." Speaking of this, Wu Zetian suddenly smiled at Jiang Ziya: "This space is blocked."

Jiang Ziya's face darkened.

After all, the few people present were thoughtful people, and after a few rounds of thinking, they figured out the general idea.

Jiang Ziya wanted to activate the ancient magic array to destroy the demon species on the King's Continent, but all power must pass through the space. Now this different space is blocked. This kind of damage can't hurt Chang'an city at all.

Having figured this out, Di Renjie was slightly relieved.

"The only one who can seal off the different space is the Lord Zhaixing, but Xie Jiuchen's power has been exhausted by me, how can he seal the different space?" Jiang Ziya stared at Wu Zetian coldly.

Xie Jiuchen's power exhausted?

Di Renjie was startled.

"Tsk~ It's so old that people can't remember. Her Majesty the Empress told you that the Tower of Stars can give you a glimpse of the future. You forgot so soon?" A teasing and slightly ruffian voice came, and everyone looked for it. Looking around, I saw a few faint golden lights turning darkly, and in the blink of an eye, the host who picked up the stars appeared in front of me: "I know what will happen, if I haven't prepared, do you think I'm stupid?"

"So today, it has become a turtle in your urn?" Jiang Ziya sneered.

"It's the first time I've heard someone compare themselves to a turtle after living for so long." Xie Jiuchen rubbed his nose.

Jiang Ziya ignored him, and only said: "Once the different space is blocked, it will shrink and shrink until it disappears. Are you not afraid of dying here?"

"With a magician buried with him, why be afraid of life and death?" Wu Zetian said.

Jiang Ziya scanned the faces of several people one by one, and suddenly showed a strange smile: "No, it will only be you who will die here today."

Before everyone could understand the meaning of his words, they saw the ground shake violently, the surrounding mountains continued to collapse and split, and the sound of roaring and blasting could be heard endlessly, and then several thunderstorms fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!" A thunderbolt hit Wu Zetian directly, and before he could dodge, Wu Zetian waved his sleeves and caught the thunder with a palm.

The thunder broke into several pieces and then disappeared.

The ground shook more and more, and everyone could hardly stand still, but they saw the altar and the three people on the altar sinking into the ground bit by bit.

"Farewell, everyone." Jiang Ziya said slowly.

"Stop going!" Wu Zetian struck with a palm, and the powerful spiritual power hit the altar directly. Jiang Ziya waved his stick, the golden light and the spiritual power offset, and the altar was suddenly shrouded in purple light and disappeared.

"The Primordial Magic Formation has been activated and is about to be completed. He must have brought the formation eyes to the space to seal it and try to force the exit." Wu Zetian said.

"It's not too late, let's catch up!"

"My God, we can't even see a way out here. How can we chase? And it feels like this place is about to collapse." As soon as Marco Polo finished speaking, he saw the surrounding rocks rolling and cracking, and the ground gradually cracked. , the thunder from the sky continued to fall, and everyone resisted and dodged.

Xie Jiuchen walked quickly to the place where the altar disappeared just now, held out the jade flute, and drew several horizontal circles in the air.

Mountains and rocks are approaching, thunder is dense, dust, smoke and burning smell are in the air.

While avoiding the thunder and looking around, Marco Polo said to Xie Jiuchen, "I said Mr. Xie, don't you know what that magician is going to do, why are you so flustered to deal with it now?"

"I just know that one day he will probably activate the ancient magic circle and cripple my spiritual power. How do I know what he will do?"

"So your operation of spying on the future is a semi-finished product?"

"I think it may be a half-finished product."

"I said it's such a time, can you be more serious?" Di Renjie frowned.

"Okay, good, serious." Xie Jiuchen took back the jade flute, a few rays of light leaked from the circles in the air, and then a Tai Chi eight trigrams seal loomed on the ground, and as soon as the mark disappeared, an extremely deep bottomless pit appeared on the ground.

Xie Jiuchen wiped the sweat off his brow, with a look of relief on his face: "Okay, let's dance."

Everyone: "..."

"What's the matter, will I cheat you at such a time?"

Marco Polo looked complicated: "I just didn't expect to jump off a cliff again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground shook violently, Marco Polo's center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell, and the others were also staggering and not much better.

"Stop talking nonsense, come down for me!" Xie Jiuchen slapped Marco Polo down.

The moment Marco Polo fell, there was only one thought in his mind: This Mr. Xie is sometimes elegant and sometimes violent. Could it be that he has schizophrenia...

The moment the four of them all jumped down, the ground closed, and the mountain on the ground collapsed completely, huge rocks and wind and sand rolled here, and several thunderbolts in the sky condensed into one, and slashed at that place fiercely, with countless pale and bright sparks. Dazzling and frightening.

It didn't take long to fall, and everyone touched the ground after a while, but when they looked closely, where did they touch the ground?

This is an indescribable space.

Except for light, there is nothing, no reference, flowers, birds, fish, insects, mountains, stones, trees, blue sky and white clouds. People seem to be walking on the air.

Empty, empty, transparent, so strange that it makes people frightened.

"Is this the true face of the different space?" Wu Zetian frowned.

Marco Polo reached out to touch the place where he was standing, but there was nothing, but he was indeed standing on something.

Marco Polo's back was covered with cold sweat, the infinite space and the soles of his feet really made him afraid to take a step.

Xie Jiuchen said: "You can just go boldly, there won't be any danger."

The three followed him, but stopped after walking a few steps because they saw a person.

A person not far away, sitting cross-legged, was gently wiping his sword.

Fox ears in purple clothes, sword light is extremely cold.

Di Renjie's hands trembled a little, he couldn't believe his eyes: "Li, Li Bai?"

The man wiping the sword seemed to have heard his voice and looked up at him.

Just looking at each other, Di Renjie's heart sank, and he took a step back unconsciously.

Those eyes were extremely dark and cold, without any emotion, like undead from hell.

This is not the Li Bai he knew, no matter in his previous life or in this life.

"Li Bai?" Marco Polo was very puzzled. Although this man looked like Li Bai, his clothes and appearance... no matter how he looked, he looked like a fox demon.

"Di Qing, he..." Before Wu Zetian could finish speaking, Xie Jiuchen suddenly interrupted and shouted: "Quick back!"

"Boom—" Li Bai got up, and swept his long sword out of its sheath, and the sound of the sword light was roaring.

It is clear that there is nothing here, and nothing exists, but Li Bai's slash makes people feel that something is torn apart.

There was no expression on Li Bai's handsome face, he swung his sword and slashed at several people.Unable to avoid it, Xie Jiuchen turned his flute into a sword, stepped forward and took the sword forcefully.

However, with only one move, Xie Jiuchen let go of his long sword, and his whole body was sent flying, and he fell heavily again, vomiting a mouthful of blood from his mouth.And his sword was broken.

Di Renjie suddenly recalled Li Bai's previous life when he killed Kanzong alone, Xie Jiuchen could still restrain him at that time, but now... with just one move, Xie Jiuchen was powerless to fight back.

How could this be?

Cold sweat dripped from everyone's foreheads.