Except for Feng Ziyan, there didn't seem to be any other monks who followed up to watch the enthusiasm.

After the flying car escaped tens of millions of miles, he found that no one was following, the sleeves of the phoenix purple smoke robe shook, and a purple light flew out of the sleeve, turning into a purple blade a hundred feet long, slashing towards the sky, and the thick sky curtain cracked a long crack silently.

The half-ring moment passed, and seeing that the sky was getting dark, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect had been meditating on their knees without saying a word.

Feng Ziyan was still a little impatient at the beginning, and from time to time he examined the eyes of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and saw that the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy did not have any reaction, and the old god was only meditating on the ground, and he didn't even care where the flying car was going, so he couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and he ignored him anymore, just drove the flying car forward.

The stars and moon are in the sky, the night breeze is slightly cool, a man and a woman are riding a flying car together, such a beautiful scene, but people are silent and silent.

"Hey, are you wood?"

Feng Ziyan finally couldn't help but shout at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

"Of course not!"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Does Feng have anything to say?"

"Nope!"

As if it was a fighting spirit, Feng Ziyan glared at the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Courtyard fiercely, and said angrily.

In the Tianfeng clan, whether it is talent or beauty, she stands out from the crowd, and she has always been sought after and proud, but she didn't expect that the disciples of Wuwei Sect would be as cold as if she were ignoring her.

"Oh!"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect gave permission with an expressionless face, looked around at the starry sky, and whispered, "What a beautiful night!"

Then, he slowly closed his eyes and urged the Mixed Yuan One Qigong to directly devour the surrounding Liuhe spiritual power.

In the sky, the seven bright moons and thousands of stars suddenly blinked, and then, one by one, they became brilliant and bright, but the little starlight fell from the stars, fluttering like snowflakes, and went straight to the flying car.

In just an instant, the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy was wrapped in a brilliant starlight, and even the flying car and the silver-winged Pegasus were covered with a layer of starlight.

Feeling the sudden surge of rich spiritual power around her body, as well as the scene of fireworks on the horizon, Feng Ziyan first looked left and right in surprise, and after looking at it for a long time, she was excited again.

The speeding car slowly moved forward, dragging a long silver tail behind it, dazzling and poignant.

Unconsciously, more than an hour passed, and the disciples of Wuwei Sect didn't even blink their eyelids.

Feng Ziyan was quiet, his eyes were shining, he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, suddenly, a trace of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and with a rush of mana, he took out a color light mask and slowly covered himself in the middle.

After the moment when there was a pillar of incense, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy still did not move, as if they didn't care about any of her actions.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Feng Ziyan's mouth, and he quietly took out a golden shaft and slowly injected mana.

After a while, Feng Ziyan suddenly pulled open the shaft, threw it outward, and a dazzling color brilliance burst out from the shaft, and in the blink of an eye, this brilliance had turned into an acre of size, wrapping the flying car and the silver-winged Pegasus in the middle.

"What are you doing?"

Huo Ran, a disciple of Wuwei Sect, opened his eyes.

A strong spatial binding force was born casually, and the space around the body was inexplicably tight.

"Hee-hee, I'll take you to a good place!"

Feng Ziyan chuckled, very satisfied.

"Ascend to the sky!"

An idea came to the mind of the disciples of Wuwei Sect Academy, this scroll was obviously a heaven-ascending, such a precious treasure, but it was easily sacrificed by Feng Ziyan, it was really a tyrannical thing.

The space in front of him was torn apart, the dazzling light and shadow were shining, the power of space binding was getting stronger and stronger, and a huge spatial vortex was born at will.

The disciples of the Wuwei Sect had the intention to try to see if they could break this binding and obstruct the teleportation, and after thinking about it for a moment, they finally abandoned this idea.

Feng Ziyan obviously doesn't have much evil intentions, and once he starts by himself, it doesn't matter if he breaks the ban, if he makes a mistake, who knows where the person will be teleported.

Seeing that the disciples of the Wuwei Sect were so calm, Feng Ziyan was slightly stunned, and then there was an inexplicable anger.

The next moment, the wind roared in people's ears, the golden flowers splashed in front of them, and there was a slight dizziness in my brain......

On a high altar surrounded by spiritual light, the forbidden aura that swirled around the human body became fading more and more.

"Where is this?"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect asked after some inspection.

"An altar!"49 eBook

Feng Ziyan blinked and said.

"Oh, I see!"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect said indifferently, and his figure flickered and stood up from the flying car.

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"Hey, what are you doing, beware of the ban?"

Seeing the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy soaring up from the flying car, as if he was about to break away from the altar, Feng Ziyan's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he screamed in shock.

Before the words fell, in the seemingly empty void in front of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, a golden thunderbolt as thick as an arm suddenly appeared, and they all shot towards the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

The figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy flickered, and he appeared on the flying car again like lightning, and the thunder light followed, and the thunder Gao Wen sounded, and the disciples of the Wuwei Gate Academy, Feng Ziyan, and the silver-winged Pegasus did not escape the shelling of the thunder light.

A silver-winged pegasus let out a long roar, and the man stood up, and the snake on his body danced wildly, giving birth to blackened traces of electricity, and the figure rose into the air, about to pull the speeding car away from the altar.

Feng Ziyan glared fiercely at the disciple of the Wuwei Sect, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, a purple flame of light flew out of his body, wrapped around the body of a silver-winged pegasus, and the space around the pegasus was tight, and he couldn't move a single bit.

These bursts of golden thunder seemed to be full of spirituality, and the flying car landed steadily on the altar again, and disappeared casually in a flash.

Dozens of thunderbolts bombarded his body, but the disciples of Wuwei Sect were fine, and they didn't frown, and the thunder and lightning that fell on their bodies were swallowed into the Dharma body by them.

"Are you satisfied?"

Feng Ziyan stretched out his hand and stroked the messy hair on his forehead, and glanced at the disciples of Wuwei Sect.

These lightning strikes on her body, scattered, and did not cause much damage to her, not even her clothes, but they also made her scramble.

The Wuwei Sect disciple grinned, but said nothing.

He examined the altar at his feet and the surrounding landscape.

There are still stars overhead, and seven bright moons are in the sky, but. As far as the eye could see, the surroundings were covered by clouds and mist, and it was impossible to see the scene above the ground.

It seems that whether this "cloud" is real or illusory is still two different things.

That day, he was taken to the secret realm of heavenly ghosts by the ghost boy. The power of the prohibition of that portal is completely different from the prohibition here, and it is for this reason that carelessness triggers the prohibition of it.

Seeing that Feng Ziyan didn't mean to break the ban, but shouted some incomprehensible words in his mouth to comfort a silver-winged Pegasus, the disciples of Wuwei Sect couldn't help but be secretly surprised, could it be that this ban needs to be opened from the outside?

I wanted to ask a question, but I pondered for a moment, but I still dispelled my thoughts.

He has no grudges or hatred with the Tianfeng clan. He was not worried that the Tianfeng Clan would be unlucky with him.

"What's the matter, aren't you in a hurry to leave now?"

When the silver-winged Pegasus was completely quiet, Feng Ziyan turned his head to look over.

"Could it be that this is the clan land of the Tianfeng clan, Gu Fengque?"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect said in reply.

Legend has it that before the realm was settled, an independent interface of the True Spirit Clan's address was originally connected to the fairyland, but later it collapsed due to war, and later, these independent interfaces that were cut off from the fairyland were operated from generation to generation through the major True Spirit clans. It has become an independent secret realm with a forbidden majesty and an iron wall, and it is in a state of isolation from the fairyland. Difficult for outsiders to step into.

The place occupied by the True Spirit Clan was originally the place where the fairy spirit veins in the fairy realm gathered, the fairy spirit power was strong, and there were many cultivation resources, although the True Spirit Clan was talented, the reproduction speed was far inferior to that of the human race and the Dadu Demon Clan. And those young beasts that have not been able to transform into humans do not have the magical powers of alchemy, refining weapons, and talisman making, so they naturally will not spend cultivation resources for no reason.

After many tens of thousands of years, the resources within the fairy realm were quickly exhausted, and the independent interface occupied by the True Spirit Clan became a place with relatively sufficient resources.

As one of the largest clans in the True Spirit Family, the location of the Tianfeng clan is an independent interface. Naturally it is also the most extensive and resourceful address in the true spirit family, this independent interface, originally when Liuhe first opened, the ancestor of the Tianfeng clan, Gu Zufeng, personally laid a piece of the country, has always been called Gu Fengque.

"That's right, this is the ancient Fengque, in the last 10,000 years, no foreign monk has ever stepped into this place, you are one of the people in these 10,000 years, you should feel lucky!"

Feng Ziyan's expression was a little awe-inspiring, and he said: "However, you'd better be kind next, don't get away from me, don't walk around, otherwise, I won't remind you of any risks?"

"And what if I want to get out of here now?"

The disciple of the Wuwei Sect reached out and touched his chin, and said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean? You don't want to give you a chance? I don't know how many people have racked their brains to come to my Feng Clan, but you still don't want to?"

Feng Ziyan's face sank, and he said unhappily.

"Dare to ask Feng, what does this so-called chance refer to? Poor Dao is timid by nature, and it is so risky here, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to get it!"

The disciple of Wuwei Sect Courtyard smiled faintly, not caring about Feng Ziyan's emotions at all.

If it weren't for the fact that he had no grudges and no grudges with the Tianfeng clan, and he didn't want to separate this woman,