Chapter 1590: Spirit of the Weapon

Seeing that such a piece of land appeared in the gap of the realm of nothingness, Xiao Han was still very shocked at this moment.

At this time, the divine vein in his arms also shouted anxiously: "Let me out, let me out quickly."

The God Armor evolved from the white helmet is a fully enclosed equipment, so even if the colorful dragon is very anxious, there is no way to come out to take a look.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

And the yin and yang energy around him is still colliding fiercely.

So at this time, Xiao Han certainly did not dare to remove the protection of the God Armor at will.

Although the boundary of yin and yang energy on the land like Tai Chi is not only extremely clear, but also no explosion occurs, there is no need to worry about any damage.

But in such a strange place, it is always right to be careful.

Even if he felt that the divine vein was still struggling in his chest, he did not let it out immediately, but gently comforted it: "Don't worry, let me see what's going on here."

As he said, Xiao Han's ears immediately trembled slightly.

However, the land below seemed like a dead zone. Even with the blessing of the God Armor, no noise could be heard.

With no other choice, Xiao Han could only slowly approach the black and white island and fly around it.

At this time, everything on the island could be roughly seen.

This is a small island with a diameter of less than 10,000 meters. It was lifted by an invisible force and floated quietly in the air.

At the same time, the island was full of cracks.

Even when flying around it just now, Xiao Han saw that some places were missing a piece for some reason, making the round island look not so round.

And this place seemed to have experienced some kind of tragic war.

This made him "click" in his heart, and he was immediately more curious about this island that looked like a Tai Chi diagram.

Although he still couldn't be sure whether there was any unpredictable danger on it, he hesitated for a moment and slowly flew towards the island.

A few minutes later, he stood on the white land.

Click! Click! Crack!

Without the shock wave generated by the explosion, the armor plates on Xiao Han's body were immediately retracted, and a colorful dragon flew out from his chest.

And the moment it came out, it flew straight to the depths of the island like a colorful stream of light.

At this time, although Xiao Han wanted to call it back.

But seeing the eagerness of the divine vein, he also knew that this might be futile, so he could only chase the colorful dragon and fly to the center of the island together.

It took less than a minute for one person and one dragon to fly to the center of the island with a diameter of less than 10,000 meters.

And here, the black and white land just happened to be entangled together.

At the same time, a broken altar that looked very simple and full of ancient atmosphere also appeared here.

In the center of the altar, there is a deep circular pit with a diameter of about one meter.

At the bottom of the pit, you can clearly see that there are many purple fragments like broken glass.

At this time, the Seven-Colored Dragon was lying on the edge of the pit, staring at the purple fragments with his eyes, covering his head with a painful face, as if trying to recall something.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Han did not dare to speak.

Roar!

A low and painful roar continued to sound from the Seven-Colored Dragon's mouth, and he could only watch quietly on the side.

It was not until a long time later that the painful roar slowly disappeared.

At this time, the Seven-Colored Dragon turned his head and said in a deep voice: "This seems to be my home, and now I am finally back."

"Uh... Is this your home?"

Xiao Han looked at the broken altar in front of him in a daze, and asked with a puzzled face: "What do you mean, how can this altar be your home?"

"I don't know, but I seem to belong here." The Seven-Colored Dragon whispered, and then looked at the purple fragments in the pit.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he jumped directly into the pit.

Boom!

At the same time, the broken altar actually trembled violently, and the yin and yang energy also quickly rushed here.

Even though the altar was broken, it also emitted dazzling black and white light at this time.

A palpitating breath rose from the altar, and the stones on the altar actually trembled.

Under the illumination of the black and white light, the broken altar was slowly repairing.

Roar!

At this time, a dragon roar suddenly sounded in the pit, and the purple fragments also quickly rotated around the colorful dragon.

During the rotation process, the purple fragments also slowly condensed together.

In just a few seconds, a translucent purple crystal ball appeared in the pit, and the colorful dragon was wrapped in the crystal ball.

Roar!

At this time, the colorful dragon in the crystal ball gave a cheerful low roar.

But this made Xiao Han's face look ugly.

Looking at the restored altar and the cracked crystal ball, he frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Can you explain to me what is going on?"

"I'm afraid not."

The Seven-Colored Dragon said in a deep voice, and immediately said: "My soul is not complete, and part of my memory is missing."

"If you can find a few more divine veins, maybe I can know the reason."

"The reason why it's like this now is because of my instinct. I seem to belong here."

"Then you now..." Xiao Han paused for a moment, and continued with a serious face: "Isn't there no other way? Go back with me?"

"Yes."

The colorful dragon nodded gently, and whispered apologetically: "Although I don't know what's going on, my instinct tells me to quickly restore this Hongmeng..."

As he spoke, his brows furrowed again.

He thought painfully for a while, and then continued in a deep voice: "I don't know what this crystal ball is, but my instinct clearly tells me to repair it as soon as possible."

"So I will stay here and absorb the yin and yang energy to repair it."

"And judging from the information I have now, my body should not be a divine vein, but a spirit of some kind of instrument."

"Spirit?" Xiao Han couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked at the cracked crystal ball carefully again, thinking in his heart: "Hongmeng... Could it be that its body is the treasure of Hongmeng?"

Ka! Ka! Ka!

As he was thinking this, a series of "crackling" sounds suddenly came from the purple crystal ball.

The crystal ball, which was already full of cracks, began to fall off with those purple fragments at this moment.

Roar!

The roar sounded, and the colorful dragon immediately sucked the fragments back.

But those purple fragments were missing a part, and even if they were forcibly absorbed back, they could only last for a short ten seconds before they began to fall off again...