In the sky above southern Xinjiang, a faint blue flame flashed, and several figures appeared in the air.

Ji Fengtian looked at the colorful five poison barriers in front of him, when he arrived here, he really entered the border of southern Xinjiang, if he was not careful, he was likely to suffer from poisonous gas erosion, and he would be injured or killed.

Looking at Xu Yang and Xu Yating, Ji Fengtian spoke: "Do you two have a way to block the toxin?"

Xu Yang nodded, over the years, the Xu family has collected some pills, and there are certain preparations for avoiding poison. And Xu Yang is the next heir of the Xu family, and there are naturally countless pills on his body.

Seeing the two of them taking the pill, Ji Fengtian looked at Di Tian, his fingers were broken, and a drop of blood glowing with purple brilliance shot into Di Tian's body.

Rolling his eyes, Di Tian knew that Ji Fengtian was invincible, and this drop of blood was comparable to a soldier-level detoxification pill. However, no one wants to drink other people's blood, although Ji Fengtian's blood has a fragrant aroma.

"How is it?" Looking at Di Tian, Ji Fengtian asked expectantly.

"The taste is not bad, it can be seen that your cultivation has changed very quickly over the years, but, how can there be a phenomenon of cultivation growth?" Di Tian was a little puzzled, after the purple blood entered his body just now, there was a trace of fluctuation in his cultivation, and that drop of purple blood directly turned into purple energy and integrated into Di Tian's meridians.

Emperor Tian found that if he used this purple blood as an introduction to control his blood transformation, he should eventually be able to turn into Ji Fengtian's blood.

Because of Xu Yang, Di Tian didn't say these words, but he was a little puzzled by the growth of cultivation, you know, although Ji Fengtian is powerful, his current cultivation is still at the peak of the eighth order, and Ji Fengtian feels that the power in his body does not seem to have reached a perfect state, so he can't break through.

The blood of an eighth-order cultivator can make the cultivation of a soldier-level cultivator improve, and if this matter spreads, Ji Fengtian will become a humanoid treasure, and anyone will want to take a bite.

Ji Fengtian thought about it, he hadn't taken these treasures, if it was because of the water of life, Ji Fengtian felt that the water of life didn't have this effect. If there is a difference between his blood and others, it is that his blood is purple, for so many years, although he has not taken pills, the strength in his body has been constantly refining his body, which has made Ji Fengtian's whole body undergo qualitative changes.

"I think, maybe it's because I'm too handsome!" Ji Fengtian touched his chin and nodded.

Looking at the narcissistic Ji Fengtian, Di Tian was a little speechless, this guy's incorrectness, however, with Xu Yang present, Di Tian didn't say much, after all, when human cultivators cultivate their bodies, there will be some changes in their bodies, and the blood that can improve people's cultivation is naturally the blood of the strong.

The nightmare horse turned into a human form, stood beside Ji Fengtian, and said, "Master, let's go in with such a swagger?"

"That kid Qingming is not here now, I know too little about the news from Southern Xinjiang, if we don't go in directly now, do we have to wait for news from Qingming?"

Nightmare Horse rolled his eyes, and in front of outsiders, he directly exposed his details, Ji Fengtian is really shrewd and scary sometimes, and sometimes stupid and cute.

"I know a little bit about this!" said Nightmare Horse.

"Any reliable news?"

"I once sneaked out of the Western Heavenly Realm, was chased and killed by a powerful cultivator, and accidentally broke into this place and met a friend of the Wu Clan. He told me that if you want to enter southern Xinjiang, you must have a token of a certain tribe, otherwise, even if the power of other territories comes here, you will be confronted by the Wu clan of southern Xinjiang. ”

"Where are we going to get the token?" Ji Fengtian asked, looking at the Nightmare Horse.

Pointing to the endless woods in front of him, Nightmare Horse said: "It can only be in the interior of Southern Xinjiang, after all, the Wu Clan of Southern Xinjiang no longer comes out to walk!"

Looking at the Nightmare Horse, Ji Fengtian said: "Little Pony, are you serious? If we don't have a token to enter, we will be hostile to all the Wu clans, you let us go in and get the token, isn't this pit us?"

With a wave of his hand, the Nightmare Horse pulled out a beast bone carved with four legs, four wings, and four tentacles, and around the worm, there were dense grid lines coiled.

"This is the token of the Golden Spider Clan, and if you hold this thing, you can freely enter and exit the southern frontier. The Nightmare Horse handed the beast bone to Ji Fengtian.

Ji Fengtian looked at this beast bone and found that there was a strange aura on the beast bone, and it was this aura that made this beast bone even more weird.

"I feel the power of God!" Xu Yang suddenly spoke, looking at the beast bone in Ji Fengtian's hand in awe.

"God?" Ji Fengtian looked at Xu Yang strangely.

Xu Yang said with a wry smile: "Yes, it's a god!"

"Aren't the gods those who have ascended to the upper realm?" Ji Fengtian asked with some confusion.

"No, no, no, those you are talking about are just ordinary cultivators, and the real gods are the beings who were born from the beginning of heaven and earth. They were born with great power and deep attainments in their respective fields, they created a certain spell and became the founders of a certain system. And as this series continues to develop, it will have the air of the founder. Xu Yang explained.

"In this way, when each of us is cultivating, will we be contaminated with this kind of thing? ”

"Not really!" Xu Yang shook his head, and continued: "We all have the symbol of the Firmament Realm, but, like the Wu Clan, it is the first time I have seen the brand of the owner god. And the Forest of Demon Beasts, although it has been passed down to this day, the demon god did not deliberately restrict the development direction of the beast race, so naturally he did not bring it. ”

"In this way, Southern Xinjiang is special!"

"Yes, they have the oldest inheritance, they are blessed by the witch god, and the aura on their bodies is naturally different from that of ordinary people. And the Zerg pattern of the Forest of Demon Beasts is carved by the witch god. Xu Yang explained.

"Can't we portray this thing ourselves?" Ji Fengtian asked puzzled.

Looking at Ji Fengtian, Xu Yang said, "You can try it! The token carrier of the Wu Clan is not a fixed thing at all, it may be a wooden stick, it may be a stone, or it may be a leaf. ”

Seeing that Xu Yang was not joking, Ji Fengtian casually touched a stone, thinking about the appearance of the insect just now, as well as the surrounding grid lines, his mind turned out to be blank.

Rubbing his forehead gently, Ji Fengtian felt that he should have been too tired recently, and he didn't see it clearly just now, so he carefully stared at the beast bone in his hand again.

When Ji Fengtian thought that he had observed very carefully, he found that he couldn't think of anything.

Seeing Ji Fengtian's confused expression, Xu Yang said: "Ji Gongzi is not so persistent, this kind of pattern can only be depicted by the cultivators of the Wu tribe, and every cultivator of the Wu clan will only depict the insect pattern of his own tribe." This is also the reason why, for so many years, why southern Xinjiang can still maintain its independence. ”

Looking at the stone in his hand in disappointment, Ji Fengtian had a headache, if he went in by himself, he would just have a token, and now these people want to go in.