Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Mengjun finally woke up from his slumber.

The pale face had a bit of strange vitality, and he looked at the thirteen people sitting cross-legged under the giant tree beside him.

Looking directly at Nangong Fan, who was holding a straw in his mouth and leaning lazily under the tree with half-squinted eyes, "You are very lucky." ”

Nangong Fan opened his eyes slightly, in the past three days, in addition to working hard to stabilize the realm or stabilize the realm, after he found that the orc clan had rotted from the roots, he did not do any more senseless slaughter.

As Mengjun said, could it be that the entire Heavenly Bull Clan would be slaughtered, and he didn't know how long it would take him to do this.

After thinking about it for the past few days, he became a little interested in the idea proposed by Mengjun, which may be the only way to change the human race now.

But it takes time to ferment, and it is much more interesting for him to be willing to do what he can for Mengjun's dream than to kill.

Nangong Fan looked at Mengjun who looked good. Also, in the past few days, I don't know how much it has cost him to find the spirit grass that is difficult to find in this realm, but unfortunately none of the thirteen people can refine the pill, and a lot of medicinal power has been wasted in vain.

Of course, it was mainly because of the miracle of Mengjun's own exercises and tenacious vitality that he survived.

After all, it is still too difficult to find the spirit grass that is also extremely useful to the legend, and it is tantamount to looking for a needle in the sea.

"Why do you say that?" Nangong Fan felt interesting.

"I just felt it. It's really good luck to be able to go deep into this star from the Milky Way. Mengjun looked Nangong Fan up and down carefully, and his eyes gradually froze on the Qinglian ring wrapped around Nangong Fan's fingers, "Mengna was saved by you?"

Nangong Fan also looked at Mengjun, with a resolute face and deep eyes, as if he could point directly to people's hearts.

Nangong Fan sighed leisurely, and did not reply positively, "Smart people like to keep a hand, you didn't completely faint that day, right?"

Mengjun smiled slightly, and did not deny it, he had experienced being betrayed by his closest people, how could he easily trust a person he met for the first time?

He supported his tired body at that time, and when Nangong Fan didn't forget to take care of the Terran woman he saved at that time, he fell asleep peacefully.

Nangong Fan smiled slightly, it was really tiring to communicate with cautious and smart people.

What about the most basic trust between people?

"I always thought you would be a heroic warrior. I didn't expect that!"

"I didn't expect it to be a bad old man who talks like a riddle?" Mengjun twisted his somewhat stiff body slightly, "I used to be a chivalrous person." ”

The two couldn't help but be silent for a while.

"There is nothing to be nostalgic about this star except for a strange ore. Mengjun stood up straight, his body crackled, and his tall body gave people a deep sense of oppression.

"You're the host, you make the arrangements. Nangong Fan didn't care.

"Take you to the place where I got the inheritance, I don't know what happened there in the past ten years, maybe there is something useful for you. Mengjun slowly walked towards the depths of the dense forest, and did not ask Mengna about it again.

Nangong Fanmo held the ring on his fingertips, how deep will Mengjun's feelings for Mengna be?

He is willing to be a villain, and he is as pure as a blank piece of paper, and he is the only one who is evil.

It's just that he didn't expect Mengjun to pretend to be unconscious, and even he could hide it, and saw with his own eyes that he collected the woman he saved in Carl's yard into the ring.

And keenly sensed Mengna's breath, which should have been his hole card to prevent Mengjun from becoming a demon, but Mengjun put everything on the bright side all at once.

Nangong Fan stretched his waist and jumped up from the ground, and when Chen Ming opened his eyes, he led them to follow closely behind Mengjun, who was gradually walking away.

At the speed of a group, in just half a day, it was no less than 300 miles away.

Walking all the way in the deep mountains and old forests, from time to time, there are beasts and monsters that do not have long eyes and rush out and wreak havoc around them.

It's just that as soon as they probe from between the trees, they will be easily cut down by a random person with a knife, without causing the slightest trouble to the group.

Nangong Fan experienced the style of this exotic land, which was hotter than the Milky Way, and the sky was bluer.

Few people dig into the leylines, after all, the orcs' demand for spirit stones is not as huge as that of the human race.

Spirit stones are much more useful than gold and silver treasures among galactic cultivators, and even completely replace the role of silver tickets and silver two.

Gradually, many demon beasts that had reached the cultivation level of the Martial Emperor appeared, Nangong Fan sighed, and I don't know how Mengjun, who was still very weak at that time, went deep into this place to get the inheritance left behind?

The day passed in the blink of an eye, and the group walked all the way without sleep.

The uninhabited area of this planet has entered the deepest part, and it is also a forbidden area recognized by this star, and the demon beasts of martial saint cultivation can also be seen from time to time, even if the blue wolf wants to go deep into it, he has to weigh it in his mind.

After the appearance of the demon beast of the Martial Saint Cultivation, Mengjun was finally no longer light-hearted, although there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, he was not afraid.

Simple fists and kicks can suppress the demon beast so that it can't raise its head, and sometimes there is a spirit grass growing in the shade of the tree, all of which are in the pocket of Mengjun Lisuo.

Nangong Fan could see that Mengjun's action of harvesting the spirit grass was very simple and effective, and it was obvious that the inheritance aspect he had obtained had not fallen behind in the most basic aspect of this cultivator.

Even now it is one of the most powerful sects in the upper realm, and even if it has not entered the Ten Sects of the Righteous Path when it was the most powerful, it is also famous, and the inheritance left by their ancestors can be imagined.

A giant peak through the sky appeared in front of Nangong Fan's eyes, clouds and mist surrounded the mountainside, colorful flowers and leaves dotted the peaks, and the sharp mountain tip revealed a small head.

The majestic mountain peaks exude wisps of fairy energy.

Mengjun stopped moving forward, with his empty hands, even Nangong Fan, who had been paying attention to him, did not see clearly where he had hidden the spirit grass and spiritual objects.

Mengjun tilted his head sideways, and the whole person looked vibrant, without the weakness that he had just woken up, "I will follow within ten meters of me later." ”

After speaking, he didn't care whether Nangong Fan and his party behind him heard it clearly or not, and walked forward.

Nangong Fan's pupils narrowed slightly, he could feel the wisps of coercion coming from the mountain peaks, the peaks that looked hazy in the clouds and mist, as if they were rooted in the depths of space, and only the ethereal breath came from them.

Nangong Fan licked his chapped lips, no longer hesitated, and followed closely behind Mengjun with Chen Ming and the twelve.

Stepping into the confines of the mountain, everything in the eye becomes hazy.

A 10-meter-wide fantasy mask enveloped the group.

The Shenhua flows above the light mask, and all kinds of light gather together, looking out through the light mask, everything is so dreamy, so hazy.

I can't see it really, but I know that everything in front of me is real.

Nangong Fan saw a small bird the size of a fist, with a sharp beak, and the thick ancient wood was directly pierced in an instant, leaving a hole the size of a bowl.

Seeing a piece of mud, there were huge demon beasts rolling in it, just turning their bodies slightly to shake the mountains, with large bloody mouths, sharp teeth, and a row of spikes on their backs pointing straight to the sky.

......

There are too many strange demon beasts, the aura on their bodies is either elegant or heavy, but they are equally powerful, Nangong Fan has no doubt that the demon beasts hidden in this mountain peak will be killed together, and this star will be turned upside down.

The group was like a group of passers-by, without the slightest ripple on the mountain peak.

Under the light mask, even if he stepped past the demon beast, the demon beast was unaware of it, and was leisurely doing what he was doing.

Nangong Fan looked at the light mask, and his gaze turned to a quaint token in Mengjun's hand.

The token is colorless, but it seems to have a colorful color, and the hazy color forms a light mask between the heaven and the earth, sheltering the group in it.

"The power of space!"

Nangong Fan is very familiar with the core of this supernatural power, and he can also stimulate this attribute power with the reputation of "the two kings of heaven and earth" from time to time.

Slowly moving forward, the peak that goes straight into the sea of stars does not seem to be as high as imagined.

It didn't take long for the clouds to wrap around me.

There was even a loud snoring sound coming through the light mask.

A monster beast wrapped its fat body in huge fleshy wings loomed in front of him.

Nangong Fan stared at the single horn in the middle of his head, a sharp and strange aura converged on it, and the electric light crossed it, as if he had alarmed Tianque.

"Dragon!"

Chen Ming and they were excited, this was the first time they had seen a living dragon.

Nangong Fan pouted slightly, what was there to be surprised about a wurm, Nangong Fan looked at the messy black mangs surrounding the wulong, and couldn't help but sigh, a wurm that touched the bottleneck of this world!

The wurm's body gradually pulled away, and the group was dragged forward by the light mask.

The top of the mountain blinked in the blink of an eye, and the dense jungle underground turned into tiny black spots, and a heroic mood spread out irrepressibly.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

The sea of stars was within reach, and the milky white aura was visible to the naked eye, so thick that it was impossible to see everything around him.

The aura drilled into the body, and even if he didn't cultivate, he felt like he was flying up all the time.

Nangong Fan suspected that he had been here for a year and a half, and the spiritual power cultivation that had just reached the realm of the Martial Emperor would directly break through to the Martial Saint.

"How much do you know about the flowers in your dreams?"

Mengjun's magnetic voice sounded from all directions, and the aura gathered in the sky began to float, turning into strange petals, sorted in a certain array in the sky, and the top of the mountain trembled.

The earth shakes the mountains, the flowers are miraculous, and the beauty is incomparable.

"It's beautiful. Xiao Yanyi's murmuring voice resounded clearly in Nangong Fan's ears.

Nangong Fan smiled slightly, but he felt a little lonely.

Who can accompany me to enjoy the flowers?

Nangong Fan's mind flowed with two moving faces.

The fairy breath, fresh and moving Qinglian'er, the peerless and captivating, psychedelic and vast Lin Zhiyan.

Nangong Fan's eyes couldn't help but be a little stupid.

He was a little homesick.

But where is home?

Thinking of this, Nangong Fan couldn't help but feel murderous.

He wants to destroy this unjust heaven, and he wants to slaughter all enemies.

A black sea appeared in front of Nangong Fan's eyes, and in the center of the black sea was Kurosawa's figure suspended, holding a milky white flower in his hand, and the black tights that fit together, as if he was one with the black sea.

If you don't look at Kurosawa's hideous face full of black lines, just that demeanor looks like a polite son.

With a hideous face and an evil smile, he waved his miserable white palm at Nangong Fan on the shore, as if calling Nangong Fan to go with him.

Nangong Fan's face became a little confused, and his steps couldn't help but move forward.

Kurosawa's clear voice seemed to ring in his ears, "Why didn't you save my aunt, why didn't you save my father, why didn't you find my mother? Why?"

At this time, Chen Ming's people were either laughing or suffering, and there were also people with red eyes.

There's a strange kind of magic here, which attracts all the things that are hidden in the deepest part of everyone's mind.

Chen Ming's face was full of joy, his hands dangling in the void, as if he were swimming, it was his most carefree childhood. Then he was full of demonic intent and yelled, "Mom!"

Zhu Ziyou had a satisfied smile on his face, and his mouth kept chewing, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world. Until he knew he was eating the bodies of his parents. He trembled, and the magic was terrifying.

The rabbit sat on the ground and shook her slender legs, like an innocent girl frolicking by the water's edge, cheerful, leisurely, and content. Until an orc appeared in front of her......