Putting aside his irritable thoughts, Feng Qian sat cross-legged on the cyan boulder again to recover his spiritual power, and used the Void Spiritual Power to trigger the Void Shield and Fireball, the defense and attack power were incredibly powerful, but the spiritual power consumed was also unimaginably large.

Feng Qian estimated that the spiritual power consumed by him sending out a void fireball was at least ten or nearly a hundred times that consumed by sending out an ordinary fireball technique, and under the powerful attack power, the spiritual power paid was a little unbearable even for Feng Qian himself.

With Feng Qian's current strength realm in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, he can change the spell to the Void Spell to cast, at most four or five in a row, and it is also an ordinary spell like the Fireball Spell and the Earth Shield, if the space and time spell is changed to the Void Spell to trigger, Feng Qian estimates that he can only cast it twice at most now.

Just prompted two void spells, Feng Qian's spiritual power that he finally recovered was consumed again, and he must recover it as soon as possible, Feng Qian already has a certain understanding of the danger in the land of requiem, and he must always maintain sufficient spiritual power in this kind of place, so as to deal with various crises that will arise at any time.

Trapped in this swamp, Feng Qian's mood became more and more irritable, he had two spirit beasts, but they were not flying spirit beasts, Yuan Yuan was actually a flying spirit beast, but he was pitifully small and couldn't take him to fly away from the swamp, at least Feng Qian thought so.

Through this incident, let Feng Qian realize the huge role of the flying spirit beast, if he also has a flying spirit beast, he will not worry about this little thing! Feng Qian decided, after leaving here, if he encounters a flying spirit beast, he will accept it as his own contract spirit beast no matter what, even if it is a hunting eagle or a green eagle, as long as it is a flying spirit beast, it can be ridden by himself.

After Feng Qian's spiritual power recovered, he sat on the edge of the cyan 'color' boulder and cultivated, the only way was to establish a contractual relationship with a swamp turtle and let it leave the swamp with him, in addition to this, Feng Qian had no other way, knowing that there was no way, Feng Qian would not stupidly consume his mental energy to think, it was better to cultivate while waiting for the swamp turtle to come to the cyan 'color' boulder again.

Feng Qian actually didn't have much hope for waiting for the swamp turtle to come to the blue 'colored' boulder again, after two big battles, the swamp turtles were afraid that he was afraid to death, and it was too late to avoid him, how dare he come here again.

Feng Qian cultivated on the cyan 'color' boulder for three consecutive days, and his spiritual power increased a little, but the swamp turtle didn't even see half a shadow, just as he thought, the swamp turtles probably regarded this place as a forbidden area.

"Alas, forget it, since you can't leave here, it's useless to think too much, it's better to cultivate here for a year with peace of mind, and you won't get nothing when you come to the land of requiem, at least that piece of quagmire jing core is very good. Feng Qian looked at the desert hills in the distance of the swamp and sighed in his heart.

Feng Qian had already figured it out, if he couldn't meet the swamp turtle, he wouldn't be able to leave the swamp, instead of thinking about how to leave the swamp all day long, it was better to work hard to cultivate and improve the strength realm.

After thinking about these things clearly, Feng Qian's irritable mood quickly dissipated, and he began to work hard to refine the aura of heaven and earth and improve his strength.

Another three days passed, and at this time, Yuan Yuan returned to the cyan 'color' boulder from the new, this time after the battle with the swamp Xuan Turtle, the speed of refining the four-'colored' stone was really as it said, very fast, just six days, Yuan Yuan successfully refined and absorbed a eyeball-sized four-color stone, and his strength increased a little, but there was still a big distance from the middle stage of the first-level spirit beast.

On this day, a swamp lizard miraculously came to the cyan 'color' boulder, but this swamp lizard was only as big as an adult dog, Feng Qiansuo Xing gave up the idea of taking him as a contract spirit animal, and if he wanted to leave the swamp, he must be able to ensure his own safety, otherwise Feng Qian would rather stay here.

With the small size of the swamp lizard, Feng Qian obviously wouldn't pin his hopes on it.

However, for Feng Qian, who has not eaten for a few days, this swamp lizard has come at a really good time, the fate of the unlucky swamp lizard is very tragic, it was roasted into delicious food by Feng Qian, Zi Ling and Yuan Yuan naturally did not let go of such a delicious roasted lizard 'meat'.

Feng Qian's guess was good before, Yuan Yuan's appetite was really very large, such a big swamp lizard, Feng Qian ate a very small part, the rest of Zi Ling ate one-tenth, and the rest all went into Yuan Yuan's stomach, to Feng Qian's surprise, Yuan Yuan ate a roast 'meat' that was three times larger than its body, and it was just barely enough to fill his stomach.

Looking at Yuan Yuan, who was 'licking' the corners of his mouth with his tongue and looking unfinished, Feng Qian couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

"If Yuan Yuan is not a spirit animal, it is really not easy to feed it, with its food, the rich will be eaten by it. ”

In the depths of the swamp one mile south of the blue 'colored' boulder where Feng Qian was, at this time, the swamp turtle king and hundreds of swamp turtles were gathering together, talking in beast language.

"Wang, did you really just let that human be spared?" a second-level late-stage swamp turtle asked in a low voice with his head carefully lowered.

The swamp turtle king's god was still full of anger, and at this time, the injuries on its body were only one or two percent, and when it heard the questions of its subordinates, it shook its head helplessly, and said: "How about it? You have also seen the power of the human race, don't say that I am still seriously injured, even if my injuries are completely healed, I will not provoke him again." ”

Speaking of Feng Qian, the heart of the swamp Xuan Turtle King continued to tremble, for Feng Qian, it was really terrified, his clansmen had countless casualties, and his own quagmire core was also snatched away, these can only curse Feng Qian in his heart, if it wants to face Feng Qian again, it will never dare to go.

"The strength of this human being is too strong, and the magic moves are too weird, let's stay away from him in the future, he is not something we can afford to provoke. ”

The Swamp Turtle King continued: "It's a pity that the human can't leave the swamp, otherwise if he meets the old guy Black Bald, there will be a lot of excitement, it is estimated that the Black Bald has now been promoted to a fourth-level spirit beast, I don't know if that human is its opponent." ”

The swamp turtles nodded one after another, in this area of five hundred miles, the most powerful is the black bald in the mouth of the swamp turtle king, the black bald is a three-headed vulture, thousands of years ago it was already a third-level peak spirit beast, and the previous injury of the swamp turtle king was due to the black baldness.

The Swamp Turtle King fought with the black bald ten years ago, but was injured by the black bald and almost died, and it took ten years to finally recover from the injury.

The swamp turtle king hated Feng Qian and the spirit beast vulture Black Bald, and it really wanted to see Black Bald and Feng Qian fight and die in battle.

"King, why don't we go and ask the black bald for help, kill the human, and reclaim the quagmire core. A swamp turtle in the early days of the day after tomorrow said in a deep voice.

"Don't you know, you don't know the temper of that old guy in the black bald, how many people are eaten by it every year, and it likes to eat our swamp turtle clan the most, and it would be self-defeating to ask him for help, let alone that it will help us. ”

The Swamp Turtle King said coldly again: "We can't afford to provoke that human being, and we can't afford to provoke the black baldness, I just hope that the two of them can meet, and when the time comes, it will definitely be the result of losing both." ”

In fact, this is just the fantasy in the heart of the swamp turtle king, self-comforting, not to mention that Feng Qian can't leave this swamp, even if he leaves, he may not be able to meet black baldness, right?

"Okay, let's all go and cultivate separately! I'm going to continue healing, remember, no one is allowed to come into contact with the human and the black bald. ”

The swamp turtle king was very aggrieved in his heart, he was injured by the black baldness, and he had been treated for ten years, and the injury was just right, but he was seriously injured by a human again, and this time it is estimated that he will not be able to recover in half a year.

"Alas, why am I so unlucky!" After all the swamp turtles left, the swamp turtle king roared to himself, as if tears were about to flow from his eyes, and the grievances in his heart were only clear to him.

The conversation in the depths of the swamp, Feng Qian naturally didn't know, he wanted to wait for the swamp turtle to come to the blue 'colored' boulder, it had become a dream.

Feng Qian continued to cultivate, and at noon the next day, Feng Qian, who was cultivating cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the distant sky above the swamp in the north of the cyan 'color' boulder.

Seven days after coming to the Land of Requiem, Feng Qian finally saw a human being, and his heart immediately became 'excited'.

Above the swamp in the north, a black 'colored' giant bird was flying towards this direction, and Feng Qian could vaguely see that there was a human on the black 'colored' giant bird.

As the giant bird got closer and closer, Feng Qian saw clearly that this black 'colored' giant bird was a second-level shadow phoenix, and the shadow phoenix was a dark xing spirit beast, which was very rare on the continent, and it was a flying spirit beast that was more precious than the ice bird.

Seeing that it was a shadow phoenix flying in, Feng Qian actually had a trace of jealousy in his heart, maybe it was because he was trapped here, which made Feng Qian very eager to have a flying spirit beast, so he would have this thought!

"Is it her? I didn't expect the first person I met to be her?"

When the Shadow Phoenix was only a hundred feet away from Feng Qian, Feng Qian finally saw the face of the person on the Shadow Phoenix's body clearly.

She is dressed in a purple 'color' dress, her figure is slim and 'jade', and there is no flaw on her face, she is as beautiful as an ordinary fairy 'girl', but her expression and temperament are so cold, there is a kind of taste that people should not be approached and rejected thousands of miles away.

The person who came was none other than the cold and beautiful 'female' Luo Ting.

At this time, Luo Ting had also seen Feng Qian on the cyan 'color' boulder, and she was also very surprised, the first person she met would be Feng Qian, looking at Feng Qian's situation, she knew that Feng Qian came to the land of requiem, and was trapped in this swamp and couldn't get out.

At this time, Luo Ting actually had a hint of joy in her heart......