On the third day of his departure, Feng Xiaohan arrived in the valley where Akame Spring was located.

Looking at the rich red mist, and the red snow in front of him, his expression changed slightly.

This is the color of blood.

Feng Xiaohan groaned for a moment and stepped into the fog.

The Red Monarch turned into a giant beast again, merging with the mountains, and the snow fell on him, and the shallow layer looked no different from the rocks.

He is the same as Nightmare, he is also a kind of ancient holy beast, only rarer and younger, when he shows his body standing against the mountain, it seems to merge into the mountain.

Chijun thought to himself, is this another person who strayed into the valley, or is he looking for a spring?

But either way, they are here to die.

Feng Xiaohan saw a row of trees, the branches and trunks were red, and they were full of huge red fruits.

An extremely rich aura came from the depths of the red mist, and under the warmth of these aura, these fruits must have undergone earth-shaking changes, and eating them could be of great benefit.

He also noticed that he had seen something and reached out to catch a piece of falling snow and watched it melt in his palm.

The snow here is warm.

The cold mountains under the blue sky and white clouds are still the same, and the wind pouring in from outside the valley is still cold, proving that this is not his delusion.

It is not strange that the Tao Dharma gives birth to visions, but it is in accordance with the heavenly machine and the way of heaven, and it does not violate common sense.

For example, two months ago, the Luochuan grassland called for snow, and the snow was still cold, and it could get colder, but it would not make it warmer.

This is not a vision,

It's against the sky!

Feng Xiaohan thought of the figure standing on the Heavenly Palace, shook his head slightly, and thought that there could not be two of that kind of guys.

These should be the reasons for Izumi Akame.

What a treasure it would be to have the power to change the heavens?

Thinking about the rumors about it on the grassland, Feng Xiaohan was a little excited.

Akame Spring has existed for countless years, and even the fruit at the edge of the valley can become like this, so what kind of things will be born under the spring?

Feeling irrepressible, he couldn't help but quicken his pace, wanting to see the spring with his own eyes.

But he soon slowed down again, because he hadn't thought of a way to deal with the demon beast.

......

......

Chijun didn't care about Feng Xiaohan's arrival, he could scare away with a glance at such an ant.

The next moment, he suddenly had a feeling, thinking that today was really lively.

The wind and cold come from the south to the north,

Another group of seven came from north to south.

These are the people he told him to talk about, the people who suddenly appeared in the cold mountains at that time, they would come over every few years and bring something.

Mo Qiu took six subordinates and stepped into the red mist, through the black sand, and walked through the hill-like bamboo slips to the spring.

Chijun has his eyes closed, so there are no huge pupils on the spring surface.

Mo Qiu had been here several times and was very familiar with this, so he saluted to the high mountain next to the spring and said, "Mo Qiu, a disciple of the Demon Sect, has seen Lord Shankui. ”

The remaining six knelt down and bowed.

She took out a golden fruit from her bosom, and it emitted a very faint light, like a layer of mist, which was intoxicating.

The cold man who had licked blood on the flying sword, his nose slightly closed, sniffed the divine breath in the air, and because he kept his head down, no one saw the greed that flashed in his eyes.

The red mist is born from the spring water, and it does not disperse, no matter how strong the cold wind is, it still flows slowly, and it looks a little sticky.

There was no movement in the valley except for the sound of the wind and her echoes.

Mo Qiu said respectfully: "My father said that Lord Shankui took good care of my family, and this golden fruit is a thank you, please accept it with a smile." ”

There is a wind in the valley, blowing red branches swaying slightly, and the plump red fruits press the branches into an arc, as if they will fall at any time.

But it didn't,

Sankui-sama still didn't respond.

Mo Qiu frowned slightly, the things sent in the past would fly directly to the top of the mountain and disappear into the height of the red mist, why didn't there be any movement this time?

This golden fruit is not easy to come by, and its grade is even above the Tianji Pavilion Colorful Immortal Peach, it is a heaven and earth spiritual treasure, and I don't know how many people want to get it even if they break their heads.

Eliminate the possibility that the other party will look down on you,

Could it be that Shankui is asleep, or is he not at home?

In any case, as long as the other party does not respond, the seven of them cannot leave, and they must always wait here as a sign of respect.

The six followers didn't understand that with the strength and means of the Demon Venerable couple, even the saints didn't dare to confront it head-on, how could an unsanctified ancient beast be worthy of them?

They don't understand, it doesn't mean that Mo Qiu doesn't understand.

As the only daughter of the Demon Venerable, she knew many secrets in the Cold Mountain, such as the northernmost part of the Cold Mountain, what the Demon was doing under the prohibition of the cloud wall, where the impassable cliff of the birds led, and ...... The true face of this Sankui-sama.

Chijun remembered the middle-aged man who came to Akaya seven hundred years ago, and the two sides fought, and that man still became holy after cultivating well, but he still won.

Since then, every few years, some treasures have been sent to honor him.

The red clothes on his body when he took shape came from the hands of the Demon Gate.

He was a little distracted by the thought of the past, but that wasn't a reason for him to remain quiet.

The calm surface of Akame Spring suddenly stirred and formed a whirlpool, like a cook picking up a spoon and stirring it in a pot.

The seven watched in amazement.

"Ding~"

With a soft roar, a drop of water redder than blood and hotter than fire flew up in the middle of the whirlpool and floated towards the seven.

The red snowflakes were pulled and adsorbed, melting in the water, the temperature quickly decreased and gradually hardened, and when they came to Mo Qiu, they had formed a warm bead.

Mo Qiu looked at the red beads the size of her fingernails, her expression was slightly different, and she thought to herself that this was for herself?

In the eyes of the other six people, either surprised, envious, or calm, she stretched out her two fingers and pinched Chizhu.

Mo Qiu muttered, "Is this an elixir, or is it ...... Artifact?"

"It's all!"

A voice sounded in the sky above the valley, echoing in the empty valley, which seemed to contain an incomparably powerful spiritual power, and the seven people knew the turmoil of the sea, and they couldn't breathe.

Mo Qiu's body shook lightly and almost fell, and he hurriedly held his mind and stabilized his Dao heart.

The remaining six people have a high level of cultivation, but their faces are slightly pale, and they are not much better.

The red mist in the valley seemed to fade a little, which was dispersed by the sound.

Two simple words, but as powerful as Si Wei!

If it weren't for the pure aura emanating from the red beads, I was afraid that the seven of them would be broken and become idiots.

It turned out that he didn't respond, but was actually preparing a gift.

In the memory of the Demon Gate, Lord Yamakui never spoke, and when he took something, it was counted as a response, and this was the first time he had given a treasure.

Thinking about the legend of this spring on the grassland, Mo Qiu was very excited - the demon gate has another treasure, and this pearl will definitely come in handy in the future battle to return to the Central Plains.

Mo Qiu saluted and said: "Thank you, Lord Shankui, the younger generation is grateful, if you use it in the future, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, the demon gate will do your best." ”

The golden fruit turned into a streamer and flew into the valley and mountains, only to cut through the trails left by the red mist and the shallow pits in the snow.

Feng Xiaohan hid behind the stone in the distance, his fingertips trembled slightly, his brows were tightly locked, and his expression was very painful.

Without Chizhu's protection, he could only rely on himself to resist the oppression of the divine consciousness in that sentence.

The previous scene fell into his eyes, and there was indeed a treasure of the sunshine under the Akame Spring, and that drop of water was the proof. Surprised, he was also a little shocked, it turned out that the Demon Gate had been supporting this giant beast, what was their purpose?

In any case, this "Sankui-sama" must have known about his existence.

How can this be?

Under the turmoil of his mind, Feng Xiaohan's breath was chaotic.

The man in black with the compass glanced in this direction, thoughtfully, as if sensing something, but thinking that this was Akatani, he didn't pay attention to it.

Mo Qiu collected the red pearls and walked towards the north of the valley, intending to leave.

Feng Xiaohan's expression was even more painful, gritting his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound, and enduring the unprecedented pain of money.

The invisible power in the sea of consciousness slapped on the calm sea, and the huge waves rose, and the shock was even more severe, and the golden light of Wanyan could not resist the impact of such divine consciousness.

This is completely different from physical injury, and the sea of consciousness is filled with divine consciousness, and divine consciousness is a spiritual force that comes from human consciousness.

To hurt the sea of consciousness means attacking the deepest part of this person's soul, and that kind of unforgettable pain is enough to destroy the Dao heart.

This is the real pain,

No one can afford it.

Unless he has a more powerful divine sense than the other party, he can fight back.

But this is not possible.

The ancient mountain kui is known as the existence closest to the gods, and the combat power may be weaker than the dragon clan, unicorn and other divine beasts, but when it comes to the strength of the divine soul and spiritual power, looking at the ancient and modern times, only those extremely powerful beings can be comparable to it in this regard.

When Mo Qiu and the others left the red mist, Feng Xiaohan finally couldn't hold it back, and let out a painful wail, like a young beast whose leg had been broken by a mountain rock, his voice was full of despair.

This is after he came to the human world......

No!

It was the first time in his life that he had been so painful,

It was also the closest to death.

Chijun just swallowed the golden fruit and thought, "This kid is good, he hasn't died after holding on for so long?"

Those two words should not have such power and can hurt people at all. But he had just gathered his spirit under the spring at that time, and his divine consciousness was at its peak, thinking that Mo Qiu and the others had a red pearl to protect themselves, so he did not deliberately suppress it, and this was the crisis of Feng Xiaohan.

Feng Xiaohan can endure for a long time, it is the credit of Wanyan Divine Power, Wanyan Jinmang is the most mysterious power in the world, which can make the master comprehend all the methods in an instant, which has a great positive impact on his own divine sense, and at the same time has a certain ability to resist external forces.

Guo Mingzhe was able to enter the depths of his sea of consciousness with his divine sense, because Feng Xiaohan did not resist, not because Wanyan Jinmang had no effect.

Chijun dissolved the potency of the golden fruit, and the divine aura in it made him feel a little enlightened, and he suddenly found that the threshold seemed to be lower, and he was in a good mood.

But he didn't let go of Feng Xiaohan's thoughts.

It's just an ant, no matter how good his qualifications are, it's a loss for humanity, and it has nothing to do with him.

Just as he was savoring the breath of the golden fruit and wanted to get more benefits from it, a sentence interrupted him.