Wang Ming was looking for it, there was a river by the Kunpeng nest, there was a gate, and the spiritual liquid flowed outward, and a blood-stained black paper boat floated out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's going to dry up, but it's a mysterious path after all!

Wang Ming showed joy, and at the same time his heart was slightly tight, do you want to go in for a while?

After staring for a moment, Wang Ming shifted his attention to the Kunpeng Nest again.

"Kunpeng, buried here. ”

Wang Ming was muttering to himself, and then, he suddenly moved, but he didn't see Kunpeng's bones back then, they all said that it was dead, is this really the case?

Later, he saw the pool of dry blood left by Kunpeng, where there were feathers and residual blood, and the inheritance he received from the upper realm did not mean that there was no here.

"Now, the cultivation of outsiders is still being suppressed near the lair, and anyone who breaks through will be affected to a certain extent. Wang Ming muttered to himself.

However, after all, Wang Ming's cultivation is too strong, and he is invincible below the supreme, so he really doesn't have to worry about it everywhere.

He embarked on the path of being a species, and he cultivated all kinds of Dafa, and although this place suppressed his Taoism, it did not press it to the end as it did in the past.

It's a pity that a generation of powerhouses, who were originally famous among the top ten divine beasts, died in the Nether, leaving scars here.

Wang Ming flashed, entered the Kunpeng nest, forcibly conquered it, opened the entrance, and went inside.

It's a small world, very big and huge, and it's completely different from the lair you see.

Inside, it is not the extensive form of a bird's nest, but there is a delicate space, etc., Wang Ming rushed all the way forward and did not stay much.

Elixirs, magic materials, etc., I saw a lot on the way.

Then he entered the cave, and even though it collapsed, he found its place, the dry pool of blood, where he stood for a long time, closing his eyes and understanding it.

"Kunpeng is really dead. He sighed softly and made this judgment.

Of course, Wang Ming didn't end it, because he didn't really explore and understand it in the upper realm, and he always felt that there were still some omissions.

"Huh?"

Soon after, Wang Ming opened a secret room, and the interior was like a small world, very vast and deep, and chaos surged out all at once.

Soon, he was taken aback and felt some kind of strange aura, as if there was a Kunpeng here, he cultivated the treasure art of the clan, and he had a strong feeling.

Wang Ming did not flinch, and continued to walk, and in this small world of secret rooms, he saw a few eggs, not placed in a soft place, but displayed on the cold and hard stone ground.

The golden egg is very large and intimidating, with black markings on it, and there is no doubt that Wang Ming thinks that this is the Kunpeng egg.

Wang Ming was shocked, how could he have expected that there would be such an astonishing discovery, he quickly approached, looked at it silently for a long time, and sighed.

A few eggs had either been pierced or shattered, broken, and though they were surrounded by chaotic aura, they had long since lost their lives.

After Wang Ming inspected it, he was sure that these peerless and rare Kunpeng eggs were destroyed, otherwise they would be of immeasurable value.

Without thinking too much, Wang Ming also knew that the past was very tragic, and Kunpengzi had never been born, so he suffered this kind of killing.

It wasn't the first time he'd seen something like this, such as seeing the red dragon not long ago, only it survived, and its siblings would never hatch.

There is also the little golden armor divine power ant, which was also severely injured by the enemy, sealed in chaos by his father, and nourished it with heavenly means to make it come back to life.

Back then, in order to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, some true fairy heirs were persecuted, and the situation was quite serious.

As a last resort, some of the eggs were sealed in chaos and nourished by natural treasures, and their parents hoped that one day they could be restored.

"Poor Kunpengzi. ”

Wang Ming thought of that person, the immortal creature who had been crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, and that was probably the only Kunpengzi who survived.

However, it should be seriously damaged and have a big problem of its own, because, it has long been rumored that it has been sealed in chaos for millions of years, and that is enough to explain everything.

However, the only surviving Kunpengzi is not simple, I don't know why he has an immortal body, I don't know if he has devoured a certain substance, or if his method is strange and weird.

Wang Ming searched here, and then saw some words, which roughly said the tragic thing that Kunpeng's eggs were destroyed, which made people sigh.

"Kunpeng, one of the top ten divine beasts, is actually a woman!"

Wang Ming was stunned, because he later found out that he had revealed this secret with just a few words.

In his consciousness, he had always felt that the Kunpeng among the ten divine beasts was a man, but it turned out to be completely different.

"No wonder. Wang Ming thought of the only living Kunpengzi, and once said that he was a posthumous son.

At that time, he was still wondering, in the early years of this era, Kunpeng had also appeared, how could he become a posthumous son? It turned out that the one that appeared was indeed one of the ten divine beasts, but it was his mother.

Wang Ming continued to explore the Kunpeng nest, and finally found another secret place.

It was a stone cave, the inside of the fairy aura, but also there was a certain tragic atmosphere, blending with each other, both sacred and chilling, very strange.

Wang Ming walked into the stone cave, and his body quickly stiffened, because he actually sensed the fluctuation of the Immortal Folding Mantra.

Soon, he saw some broken bones in this stone room, not many, only a dozen pieces, but they all had the power of the Immortal Breaking Spell.

"Kunpeng Bone!"

Wang Ming sighed, there was no intact corpse, only the bones that had lost their spirituality, they were not big, only a dozen pieces were left, and the other bones were corroded clean.

"Kunpeng really fell for the Immortal Folding Curse back then!"

Wang Ming frowned, and gradually understood the cause of its death.

Earlier, during the Immortal Gu War, Kunpeng almost fell, dragging his seriously injured body, and lived to this era, about to disintegrate, but was suppressed.

In his last years, Kunpeng couldn't suppress the Immortal Curse, and the old wounds of the Immortal Gu War attacked, and it was wiped out here!

What can Wang Ming say?

Subsequently, he searched all over the Kunpeng Nest, and never saw other secrets again, because there were really no good things, such as the divine soldier, although it was broken, but he was psychic, and he had already flown away.

The Kunpeng Nest expedition was uneventful, completely different from what Wang Ming imagined might happen.

Finally, Wang Ming came out of the lair and went directly up the river of spiritual power to a gate of light.

There was a branch of the World Tree, which was very amazing, and it was in the middle of the river, right in the light gate.

The river of spiritual power flowing outward from the Gate of Light was almost dry, and it came from another realm.

"Is there still a paper boat drifting out?" Wang Ming waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

He decided to go against the river himself and see what was there.

It was a risky decision, but he didn't want to miss the opportunity, and he always felt that there was some important secret inside the light gate that drew him forward.

Wang Ming took a deep breath and walked forward, stepping into the spiritual fluid, walking in the water, and walking towards the door.

If it was in the past, he didn't have this strength, and he would have been crushed by the field formed around the Light Gate, but today he has already set foot in that gate half a step.

The branches of the world tree, horizontal there, are very conspicuous, Wang Ming will naturally not be polite and move them away.

Some of the branches were broken, and these things were known as immortal and indestructible, but they still destroyed a small half, which made Wang Ming feel a pain in his flesh.

What has happened to the world? The branches of the tree in the world are like this, and the decaying parts are terrifying.

The World Tree is a supreme ancient tree that opens the world, and there will only be one in the complete big world, but now it has been shattered.

Wang Ming sighed, how could he not understand it today, this is most likely the World Tree of this realm, destroyed here.

Needless to say, in the first battle of the Immortal Gu, the World Tree was destroyed by the roots, and it was completely killed, and some of the remnants left behind were also destroyed at the beginning of this era.

"Good stuff. Wang Ming put away the broken branches, very cautious and solemn.

It's a pity that the supreme essence of the year, the essence it contains has passed cleanly, and now only a wisp remains, otherwise this thing is of astonishing value.

The heavy pressure was about to crush people's souls, and half of Wang Ming's body entered the light gate.

"Phew!"

He gasped, could it be that only the Yuan Shen could enter, not the physical body? The body was torn apart, even if he cultivated the Immortal Sutra, it would make him unbearable.

Phew!

However, when he poked out his soul, there was also a sharp pain, and a glow fell, like a heavenly sword, to smash his primordial spirit.

"This place ......," Wang Ming shook for a while. Nearly fell at the entrance of the Light Gate.

Finally, he took a deep breath, his soul returned to its place, and he stepped forward again, his body and soul advancing together, to squeeze into the light gate.

The sharp tearing pain came, and he felt as if his body was being crushed by a grinding plate, and his soul seemed to be cut by a knife, and the pain was unbearable from the inside out.

Wang Ming squeezed into the light gate. His body seemed to be carrying dozens of stars on his back, and his back was about to bend down, making a creaking sound, which was the bone joint moving, ready to break at any time.

And in the center of his eyebrows, there was also a sonorous sound, as if a knife was cutting his soul.

"It's really a cruel tempering!" Wang Ming said to himself, actually taking this as a kind of grinding.

Changing to a monk from the realm of seclusion came here, and the absolute form was crushed. There will be no surprise that individuals are incomparably small in this world of light.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Ming gradually got used to it, raised his head and squinted his eyes slightly, and looked around.

It's a quiet world, but it's also a peaceful pure land.

Here, the river at his feet is golden. Slowly, without a sound.

The same is true of the whole land, with a pale golden glow. The vegetation is clean, glowing softly, and overall peaceful and peaceful.

If it weren't for the pressure on the body and soul, it would be very suspicious that this is a supreme pure land, indisputable from the world, and suitable for seclusion.

"Pure Land, maybe the true immortals like it here and live here. Wang Ming was thoughtful.

His body stood straight, and after a long time of adaptation, he began to step forward, and his heavy steps brought up a large splash of water, which seemed very harsh here, breaking the silence.

Bang!

Finally, Wang Ming stepped on the shore, the green grass was like a green, shrouded in a hazy aura, and the mist was steaming.

Even this green meadow has a little golden light, which is very sacred.

In fact, this world seems to be inlaid with gold edges, like many rounds of the sun rising, which is the brilliant moment when the golden glow shines all over the earth.

It's too quiet, it's too peaceful, it's really like the kingdom of the innate gods, the pure land of true immortals, there is no noise, no red dust disturbance, quiet and silent.

Wang Ming tensed his body, did his best to resist the invisible pressure, and continued to walk, walking towards the deepest part of this mysterious place.

He walked along the river on the grass on the shore, because it was from this river that the blood-stained paper boats had drifted down.

The world seems to be barren, and Wang Ming walks alone at the end of heaven and earth, pursuing and exploring, to enter the eternal unknown.

He really didn't know where he was going or what his destination was, so he could only move forward step by step under the pressure of breaking his muscles and bones at any time, and he couldn't fly in this place, and all his mana was used to fight against the invisible oppression.

Time flows, as if a thousand years have passed, and as if it has only passed in a moment, it is easy to make people feel a sense of disorder, which is very abnormal in this area.

Wang Ming has been on guard, cautious and careful.

Finally, the fog ahead was hazy, the scene was different, the sky was a little gray, the ground had lost its golden brilliance, especially the vegetation had dried up.

As you see along the way, life begins to die out, and the ground is dry and hard.

A gray mist, like a wall as high as the sky, cut off the pure land and divided it into two areas.

If you go further, it's completely different.

Wang Ming hesitated slightly, but still moved forward, still following the river, heading to the deepest depths, his body already shrouded in gray mist.

"Huh?" he was surprised, and the color of the river had changed, it was no longer aura, and it was golden again, it was a dull gray, and there was no divine light.

It is a dry land, like death, extinct and extinct.

Along the way, I still didn't see a blood-stained paper boat!

I don't know how long it took, Wang Ming passed through the gray mist area and saw a vast land, which seemed to be another world.

In this area, his heart was trembling, and his eyes were full of incomprehension.

It was a dead place, even more silent, and he couldn't even hear his footsteps, or even feel his own heartbeat.

The whole world seems to be frozen, like an ancient and mottled picture, forever frozen in this moment!

In the distance, there are living beings, cities, temples, and ancient trees, but they are all motionless, like clay sculptures and wood carvings, and the universe tends to be in a state of silence.

Some of the old trees that were dry and full of fruit, and some of the fruits fell, and they were shriveled and stood still in mid-air, not falling to the ground.

There are creatures who walk on the road, and lift up their feet, but do not fall, and are forever fixed there.

It's a static world, mysterious and terrifying.

It was silent, and it didn't know what had happened suddenly, so it was frozen in this moment.

Obviously, there have been fierce battles in this realm, and some people have sacrificed weapons and emitted divine light, but they are also fixed in mid-air.

Some of the cities were hit by treasures, and most of them were destroyed, and the smoke and dust rushed up, and the rubble flew in all directions, but they also froze there, and everything stood still at the moment when the city walls collapsed.

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Today, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, I wish you all happiness and good luck in the new year!!