On the calm mirror-like sea, a woman in white sang a ballad and stepped into the air, like a goddess in the sky descending to earth, incomparably out of the world.

When Feng Qingyan saw it, he was shocked in his heart, and immediately swept towards the woman in white.

The woman in white, as if she hadn't seen Feng Qingyan, still sang a ballad and left, aiming at the white mist in front of her.

At this time, Feng Qingyan had already caught up, but suddenly found that the other party was just an afterimage.

"Afterimage?!"

Feng Qingyan was a little shocked.

He didn't expect that this woman in white would be an afterimage remaining between heaven and earth.

As far as he knew, if he wanted to leave an afterimage between heaven and earth, he absolutely needed an incomparably terrifying existence to be able to do it, and the afterimage of the woman in white was inadvertently left.

Because of some of her behavior, she has secretly conformed to the way of heaven......

Even now, I'm afraid he can't do it.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyan was shocked, there is still such a terrifying existence in this world? Also, since it is an afterimage, when is it an afterimage?

Who is she?

Countless questions appeared in Feng Qingyan's heart.

When she was about to disappear into the white mist in front of her, she suddenly stopped and turned around, as if she was bowing slightly to Feng Qingyan.

Feng Qingyan frowned, then looked back.

And behind him, there is no one.

Wrong!

He worships me!

At this time, Feng Qingyan was even more shocked.

He was not on the same plane as the woman in white, but the woman in white seemed to sense his presence, and bowed to him slightly.

When Feng Qingyan was puzzled, he suddenly understood, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

The woman in white bowed to thank him for flooding Mount Wojo with water, so that she would not be burned by the fire......

However, at this time, Feng Qingyan was even more puzzled.

This woman in white can leave an afterimage between heaven and earth, she must be an incomparably terrifying existence, and her strength will definitely not be weaker than him.

Even several times stronger than him.

However, in front of the flames of this Wojo Mountain, he did not suffer much damage.

If he breaks hard, he can definitely break through Wojiao Mountain.

And the most important point, he has only flooded Wojiao Mountain now, how can he make the woman in white pass through countless years ago?

He couldn't figure this out.

At this time, he frowned and stared at the woman in white, as if he felt that the other party was faintly familiar, especially the figure was very familiar.

A sea breeze blew, lifting a corner of the woman's veil, revealing most of her face.

Feng Qingyan was a little stunned when he saw the whole person, with an incredible look in his eyes, and said lightly: "How could it be her?"

After the woman in white bowed, she disappeared into the white mist.

"Su Ziyu, how can it be Su Ziyu?" Feng Qingyan looked at the disappeared figure, and still couldn't come back to his senses.

Because the woman in white turned out to be Su Ziyu.

"That's not right!"

After a while, Feng Qingyan came to his senses and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Although the woman in white is the same as Su Ziyu, the breath of the two is different, could it be that Su Ziyu is the reincarnation of the woman in white?

Or a wisp of remnant soul?

However, whether it is a reincarnated body or a wisp of remnant soul, this means that the woman in white is dead.

Such a terrifying character actually died.

Feng Qingyan immediately felt a huge and incomparable pressure, even such a terrifying figure as the woman in white died, and now he is not as good as the woman in white.

"What the hell is this place?"

Feng Qingyan was even more curious, and he always felt that there was a shocking secret hidden here, which made his soul tremble a little.

At this time, he didn't think much about it and chased after the woman in white.

In a moment, he swept into the white sea of clouds, and saw a majestic mountain appear in the sea of clouds.

Feng Qingyan frowned slightly, this is the end of the earth?

Not like!

This mountain is full of peaks and peaks, the mountains are foggy, the clouds are steaming, the weather is thousands, the springs are murmuring, and the flowers are vibrant......

"There's something weird about this mountain!"

Feng Qingyan observed for a moment, and then immediately swept towards the mountain.

It's just that the closer you get to the mountain, the thicker the clouds and mist become, which makes Feng Qingyan's vision blocked.

The most important point is that in this sea of clouds, it is impossible to rise into the air, and can only step on the clouds and mist step by step, as if there is a force that imprisons flight.

After about half an hour, Feng Qingyan's face became a little solemn.

For in this half hour, he had traveled at least seventy or eighty kilometers, but the mountains were still a hundred kilometers away, and the distance had not changed from when he first saw it.

"Why is this happening?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan stopped, not in a hurry, thinking quietly, and said, "This is a little weird." ”

No matter how long you walked, you found that the mountain was still 100 kilometers away.

It seems far away.

An hour had passed, and Feng Qingyan had walked more than 200 kilometers away, but the mountain was still 100 kilometers away.

At this point, he stopped again.

Even if you continue to go on like this, it will not be of the slightest use, but will consume your physical strength and increase your fatigue in vain.

"Is it a test?"

Feng Qingyan stared at the mountains a hundred kilometers away.

And when he entered the sea of clouds, he didn't see the woman in white again, and he was slightly disappointed.

However, if it is a test, then there will be a way to crack it.

Feng Qingyan was thinking about it, looking at the mountain, he couldn't help but pause, this mountain seemed to be ...... It's a little different.

But the changes are very small and don't seem to make a difference.

At this time, he immediately walked more than ten kilometers, and finally determined that the mountains had changed.

"I see. ”

Feng Qingyan immediately turned around and walked in the direction of the opposite side of the mountain, and after running for dozens of kilometers, he looked back and found that the mountain was really close.

When you get close to the mountains, you can really feel what are the peaks and peaks, the mountains and the fog, and the clouds and clouds......

At this time, under a double shear peak, the sea of clouds is constrained by the peaks on both sides when it passes, flowing out from between the two peaks, pouring downward, like a big river rushing, and like a white Hukou waterfall, soft and quiet contains the power of undercurrent surging and rushing.

Spectacular!

Moreover, it is full of antiquity, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

"What an old mountain ......"

Feng Qingyan raised his head and stared, and he didn't think much about it anymore and immediately rushed up the mountain.

Everywhere you pass all the way, there are waterfalls, Mingquan, Bitan, Qingxi, the water is murmuring everywhere, sparkling, the waterfall sounds like thunder, the spring water rings like a string, and the sound of drum music.

"What a fairyland, like heaven and earth!"

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but sigh, the flowing clouds were scattered between the peaks, the clouds came and went, and the changes were unpredictable. It's just that in his heart, it is even more strange, how can the end of the earth be such a scene?

He walked up the mountain step by step, standing on a mountain ridge and looking at the sea of clouds below, the landscape was breathtaking. Then he was suddenly stunned, and he found that on the hill opposite Lou kilometers away, a figure appeared at some point.

This person is dressed in general armor, wearing a bronze helmet, and the chest and back are not decorated with armor plates, all painted with mysterious patterns. But the armor was tattered and very old, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

His eyes were cold and unforgiving, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion, and he was looking this way at this time.

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