Hongluan dances for nine days.

The Red Phoenix itself has power beyond ordinary people's imagination. What's more, it actually seems to have vaguely restrained the dragon soul. In a smooth battle, the will of countless newly awakened dragon souls was defeated by their own power. Subsequently, Feifeng flew up with a three-inch spirit mountain, directly shaking the entire dragon track.

The awakening of all the surrounding dragon souls was pulled by its power, roaring silently, and with the unparalleled power of the earth, it rushed towards life from all directions...

Nine days ago, the passage to the unknown world was suddenly broken. The dark magic was gone. Some of them are tainted by the breath of dark magic and become the legacy of dark creatures. At this time, they were also strangled by the invisible power of heaven and earth!

The earth sank, and the smoke of gunpowder fell. The world seemed to be conquered and soon calmed down.

The rising sun rises radiantly into the sky.

However, after this light, there seems to be a little more willingness to look at the world quietly.

The previous chaos and general fear of extinction never seemed to exist. There is only peace in the world. The breeze is blowing, and the water is flowing. The magma on the ground gradually cools down. Only the crumbling dirt, the burning trees, the crumbling rocks, and the wreckage of the warehouse hidden in the cave, frightened and afraid to show their faces, proved that the horror just now was more than just an illusion.

Yue Teng stood on a huge piece of gravel and looked in all directions.

He didn't feel Luo's breath in this world, but he vaguely felt that she seemed to be looking at him.

"What happened?"

"Who suppressed all these riots?"

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After circumnavigating the three-inch-long Spirit Mountain, all the monks looked around in amazement.

They obviously didn't know the inside story, and they didn't know what was going on at this time, but judging from the surrounding environment, it seemed that they had stopped, and the surrounding was calm, only some family members with special identities or unusually well-informed family members, their faces were pale at this time, and they looked up at the nine heavens above, silent, and the expressions on their faces were very gloomy.

"Sure enough, it's still ......"

A member of the family, Xiaoyuan, was seriously wounded and later joined the fight. The damage can't be stopped. At this time, he could only hold a large tree and stand reluctantly, looking at the peace around him, his eyes looking confused.

"What are we going to do... Do you want to do it now?"

It took someone a long time to react and said in a trembling voice.

All the monks were silent and looked around. They were all badly injured and in great pain. What needs to be done, of course, is to heal the wound. They experienced only one full day of fighting. The pills have been exhausted, and the injuries are extremely serious. But how can they heal their wounds?

However, just as their eyes were looking at each other, and some were overwhelmed, the sound of bubbling water suddenly sounded around them.

A clear spring appeared in the middle of their positions.

The spring was very sunny and a little cool, and soon a clear cold spring formed in the ruins.

An indescribably rich spirit emanates from the cold spring. Spring is a miracle. Just by smelling the breath of spring, all the monks feel refreshed. In the flesh, they are tired of the crowded meridians and seem to have sped up a lot.

"It's ......"

Some were a little shocked. They took a sip of the spring water and ate it. Then their expressions changed dramatically: "Ten thousand years of spiritual spring?"

The repairman was stunned.

The 10,000-year-old spiritual spring, but the best water in the world can be used directly as a treasure medicine. It is a world-class resource. All practitioners are people of good standing. However, very few people have ever seen the spiritual spring, and even fewer have drunk the spiritual spring water. They can only be identified by water quality and spirit. When they suddenly saw such a spiritual spring, they were naturally surprised and delighted.

This is not surprising, with the spirit of the Divine Dragon Dao, it can elevate the spiritual spring for 10,000 years. Not surprisingly, the earth cracked, and the spring vein changed its course and suddenly appeared on the ground, but it happened to appear next to them, but it was really a surprise.

Not only that, but there is also the singing of yo-yo animals, and then you can see a white deer jumping out of the mountain field, holding an arm-sized Zizhi in its mouth, slowly placing it in front of Xiaoyuan, and then retreating again.

After that, it was an elven ape with a fruit, a giant python rolling a sacred fruit tree!

One by one, these ruins appeared, sending them countless spiritual items that only existed in the imagination.

And around them, there are also many plants that suddenly grow and bloom quietly, and the fruit is very fast, and the aura is about to drop fruit in the place where it is within reach, almost directly in front of them.

Xiaoyuan ate a wild fruit. He felt that the meridians were unobstructed and the muscles were strong. The injury is recovering rapidly. He ate a piece of blue lotus root in the sheepfold, and even his severed arm grew.

Xu took a sip of spiritual spring water, the crack on the flesh armor was rapidly healing, he shook off his hand and picked a spiritual flower, just took a sip, and felt a surge of mana, not only did the dried mana begin to rise like a spring, but even faintly broke through the previous limit and reached a higher realm.

Even the man who sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly flying a kite, was wrapped in a golden vine, which was silent, but growing rapidly, with pointed buds, like needles, creeping into his forehead and heart.

After a long time, the half-flying kite suddenly struggled to breathe and opened his eyes in horror.

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"Alas, they did it after all......"

At this time, the outside world above the South China Sea is an endless blue wave.

Above the vast blue waves, there is a small rock seven feet square, outcropping out of the ground. On top of a rock, an obese white cat squatted. It waged its long tail and looked at the southern sky as if absorbed. In the sky, there was a red light that gradually disappeared, like a pool of red ink, slowly gathering together.

The blue waves around him were moving, reverberating with an ancient will, as if to persuade something: "You couldn't have entered the dragon's trajectory originally, otherwise, as soon as you enter, the sleeping old dragon god would wake up directly." What else can they do? The current result, although not very good, is not bad, at least the fairy league won the bet, and exchanged the death of a girl for 20 years ......"

"Meow ......"

The white cat suddenly barked in a low voice, as if angry.

The old man sighed lowly and said slowly: "Yes, she is not dead now, but a little doll, who has been guarding the border for 20 years and will never come back, is there any difference between her and death? Otherwise, wouldn't it be more painful if he knew the truth but could do something about it?"

Hearing this, the white cat's eyes turned cold.

Suddenly, the expression became a bit cynical, and the long tail behind it soon began to write in the void.

The tail is flexible, and the traces drawn are very mysterious, as if recording something.

Old Will was a little surprised: "Since you can't pick her up, what's the use of leaving her in empty coordinates?"

The white cat smiled coldly and barked softly, as if to ask, "So what they did was useful?"

Old Will whispered, "Whether what they do is useful depends on how they use these dragon gods......"

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"Old Fang, what... What is this?"

In the dragon's footprints, Yue Teng had been standing on the rock for a long time, his face just looking confused.

And beside him, Song Long's candle was about to be destroyed, and it was almost impossible to tell its tragedy, and it was difficult to stand up. But right next to him, a fairy peach tree was slowly growing. The peach branches of the tree were bent and almost hung down on his face. Song Long stretched out the candle and picked a peach, but only took a bite. The whole person was almost stunned, looking at his body in surprise.

After a few bites, he can even stand up directly.

"Honey, are you so lucky?"

Song grew an incredible candle and thought about living in a dream.

But listening to his words, Yue Teng was silent for a long time, but he still jumped off the rock. He is now frail. He almost fell when he jumped, but he gritted his teeth, remained silent, slowly stood up, and walked forward step by step.

"Go to ......"

He had just taken a step when suddenly a spring of water gushed around him, and he caught a glimpse of the elven spring from the ground.

Yue Teng ignored it and continued to walk forward.

There was also a fairy pear next to him, which trembled and caught his attention.

But Yue Teng just gritted his teeth, and his face was very gloomy. He ignored it all and kept going. As a result, countless heavenly, material, and earthly treasures appeared around him from time to time. With every step he took, a spiritual fountain emerged from the earth. The aura died, and his face seemed to haunt him. As he passed, strange flowers and different herbs, miraculous medicines and precious fruits grew and flourished.

Song left the long candle behind, hesitated for a long time, and wanted to go over and pick one.

But when he went to pick it, he seemed to look at him with displeasure. He was too scared to reach out.

After Yue Teng passed, the heavens and the earth were full of rare resources. It was as if he had a desire to please others. He gave him all the good things in this dragon's track, hoping only to accompany him in the crime and ask him for a smile.

Yue Teng knew what it meant, but he didn't want to hear it. He just walked forward.

I don't know how long it took, not only strange flowers and plants had grown around, but also spiritual springs had emerged, and suddenly in the sky, a red bead flew directly over, quietly suspended in front of Yue Teng.

It was a fist-sized bead, translucent, you can see the beads inside, there are actually wisps of breath, every wisp of breath, is a dragon-shaped existence, scales and claws, slender hair, very ingenious, in the beads, swimming around, very incredible.

Yue Teng walked forward, Zhu Fei came back, Yue Teng stopped, Zhu stopped.

When he turned, the beads followed him around the corner. He stopped, and the beads kept spinning in front of him.

Yue Teng looked at the beads for a long time, and finally sighed and stretched out his hand.

The bead immediately fell into his palm, the red light flickered slightly, and some invisible connection merged with him.

In my ears, there seemed to be a faint laughter like a silver bell.