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The fog is thick, like a big cotton flower in heaven and earth, but the ghost axe of creation opens up a "benevolence" in it, which is between the water and clouds, so that all the people who come here are stunned like trees and cannot be slowed down for a long time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is a new space, with a clear and vibrant atmosphere, and in the middle of this place there is a large lake, which occupies two-thirds of the horizon, and all kinds of plants and trees grow around the lake, some handsome and some vigorous. It was as if a painting was opened in front of Ning Feng and the Northern Immortal Butterfly, and it was like an exotic treasure spirit bead falling in this place, treasured, spotless, outstanding, illusory, and absolute.

This is undoubtedly the most beautiful place Ning Feng has seen in his life, the beautiful scenery of the lake is like bright eyes and cheeks, and the beautiful waves are just like the most charming Luo Qi in the world, really like a peerless fairy, and the whole world is her breath like an orchid.

Everyone who comes here must feel this way, even the women, the man is caught in this deep infatuation, and the woman admires her beauty, with envy and distraction, but there is no jealousy.

But you can see her beauty, you can feel her breath, but she doesn't care about you in the slightest. Even if you can read her emotions, it won't help.

Isn't this an animated world of human feelings? You can see, hear, smell and even touch, but she will never belong to you.

Her clouds are light and breezy, but she is unforgettable.

Between the water and the clouds, all things grow, and in the water and the clouds, heaven and earth are forever separated.

Even Ning Feng's heart was fluctuating, not to mention the Northern Stygian Butterfly beside him. Women are already easy to be emotional, in this situation and this scene, the bright eyes of the Northern Butterfly are mixed with too many emotions, there is an infatuation for this place, a vision for the future, and even a trace of helplessness for the past, which finally turned into a soft sigh.

Vaguely, Ning Feng and Bei Ying Butterfly saw several figures appear, they all appeared from the dense forest outside the lake, they were not the same group, it seemed that they had no purpose, just galloping at random.

"It's a shame that no one gets anything in such a place!"

"Alas, I have been here for more than 30 years, and even if I am unwilling, I have already seen that I just want to stay here in this life, and I want nothing else. ”

When the two of them were talking, a bearded man suddenly appeared on the opposite side, dressed in a coarse linen costume that did not match this place, and the big man obviously had no interest in appreciating the scenery, and immediately became angry after searching for no results.

This person stood in the middle of the Ming Lake, and couldn't help but say that he sacrificed two strange long lances, and the two lances were dark and exuding a vigorous aura, which was this person's natal spiritual weapon. The two natals mean that the Great Han is at least the cultivation of the Realm Saint!

In an instant, this person jumped several feet high, giving the big lance more room to play, and then saw him gallop away with thunder and lightning in both arms, supporting the two big lances like a dragon. This person let out a low shout, and the two big lances suddenly stood up, and instantly fell down with fierce thunder and lightning and hit the surface of the lake!

But the next scene was extremely weird, when Dahan's attack landed on the lake, there was no expected fierce waves, people didn't even hear the sound, and the waves of the Ming Lake were exactly the same as before!

The moment the big lance's attack touched the Ming Lake, it evaporated out of thin air, and I don't know where it disappeared.

Dahan's round eyes widened, and he intuitively felt that this was an illusion, and he couldn't help but say that he waved more than a dozen times in a row, and the waves were still the same, "How is it possible?" Dahan let out a strong suspicious sound, even if the lake provoked a terrible wave and hit him hard, Dahan would never come to this, this disappearing all but no feedback is the most terrifying.

Dahan didn't believe in such evil sects, and reversed the strong light of the big lance to rise again, this time he directly blasted into the grass and trees around Minghu, the situation was once again moving, and he couldn't see the impact of the light and the grass and trees, and the slight movement of the leaves was the same as before.

The two people who were talking before shook their heads slightly, "Fellow Daoists, stop it, if this place is desirable, it is no longer what it is today." ”

The big man was furious, and said sharply: "I'll see what kind of cultivation you have, dare to say such a thing!" The dark twin lances swept up and down with a domineering power!

The man's expression remained unchanged, in the face of this attack, his sleeves were slightly agitated, but a one-foot-long slippery green snake was freed up, the small snake suddenly bounced in the air, and he heard a rumble in the air, and in an instant, the small snake turned into a giant python, and the lightning-like strange long snake letter burst out of power stronger than the dark lance!

Feeling the other party's powerful boundary power, Dahan was immediately dumbfounded, "Ninth Order Saint!"

The Ninth Order Saint, as the name suggests, is the Realm Saint above the Nine Hundred Realm Forces, which can be called the pinnacle existence of the Realm Saint Realm. And the Great Han is only at the level of a fifth-order saint, and the two natals are not equal to one of the other party.

"Fellow Daoist, listen to me and get out of here. This ninth-order realm saint said in a cold voice.

Dahan's expression sank slightly, he didn't have any thoughts other than the spiritual treasure, he didn't have the same rich feelings for this beautiful place as the person in front of him, but when he saw that his strength was far inferior to that person, he no longer hesitated, turned around and plunged into the thick fog, and found nothing.

Seeing this scene after scene, Ning Feng and the Northern Butterfly were very surprised, the Northern Butterfly had heard the rumors between the water and clouds before, and only then did they understand the reason for the sentence "either nothing or no return". Nothing, not to say that there is no spiritual treasure here, but everyone is in the spiritual treasure, but no one can get her "Taoism";

Ning Feng had just broken through the Hundred Realms, and he was considered a "First-Order Saint", and when he came to this realm, Ning Feng's judgment of others was much clearer. In the Dark Realm, among the people he had encountered so far, the second young master Bei Mingfei had the deepest impression on Ning Feng, after compared with the ninth-order saint in front of him just now, Bei Mingfei had not reached the power of the Thousand Realms, but it was undoubtedly a peak realm saint, even slightly stronger than the person in front of him. It is worth mentioning that the Northern Immortal Butterfly is not weaker than the Northern Immortal Fly, and as for the Qinghu of the Nine Heavens Hall, it is also the level of this great man.

Among the people Ning Feng encountered, the one who was most likely to come to the third realm of the Four Desperate Realms was the old man of Mo Sang Pavilion, and this person who was unique to Mo Zi Sang was a real powerhouse.

Ning Feng and the Northern Butterfly glanced at each other, their eyes were a little helpless, you can hunt spirits everywhere in this world, but you can't here, you can only hunt the entire water and clouds.

But since they are here, neither of them will be born at this time, as the North Butterfly said, many things will not die without trying it in person.

Everyone who stays in the water and clouds is a gentle and pleasant person, and when they think about coming to the cultivation world, they are also people who have taste and style, and their feelings are landing here, and they really appreciate this place, and they will not get tired of watching it for a long time.

There are lakes and forests here, and there are micro mountains outside the forest, and at this moment, a slightly drunk person floated out of the Shaye forest. This person holds a large wine jar in his arms, which is a rare spiritual weapon in the wine, the wine jar turns into a drop, the confluence becomes a stream, and the flow soaks the altar wall and the material for building the altar trickle secretion, which is a unique wine in the world of a jar.

Holding this jar of wine was a half-drunk man, with long hair unkempt and casually scattered, and his eyes were full of sorrow. If you take care of it a little, this will be a more handsome person, although it is not as good as Mo Zisang, but this person is bold and open, which is another extreme.

"Gongsun, Aoki, would you like to have a drink with me?" the man said with a burp and a confused look.

"Gongsun" was the previous ninth-order saint, and when he saw this, he smiled and said: "Your drunken dragon eighteen burns are notoriously domineering, Aoki drank a cup and fainted for ten days at that time, you better ask him, if he is willing to accompany you, of course I won't be disinterested." ”

"Haha! Aoki, I've been here for more than ten years, and I'm not worth a glass of wine! You can't admit it, so I'll look down on you!" the man laughed and said a standard set of "words to persuade alcohol".

That Aoki secretly stammered, "Dongfang, dozens of colleagues in the water and clouds, you still look for them, I have to go back and see my Songzhi ......" Aoki put down this sentence, his body flashed and disappeared in an instant, Gongsun laughed a few times, "That Songzhi is a good baby, I'll go and see it too." ”

The man did not stop him, but laughed and watched the two leave, and then quickly jumped to the top of the Ming Lake, the big altar overturned, and the source of wine flowed down painfully, this person drank more than a dozen sips, "Good wine! Haha! Good wine!" Then this person carried the mouth of the altar and looked at a place by the lake, at this time, in the entire water and clouds, only Ning Feng and the North Butterfly appeared, and it was difficult not to be targeted by this person.

"Brother, do you want to have some? My drunken dragon eighteen burns smell strong, drink strong, enter the sad bowels, and the big dream is also strong, it is definitely the first strong wine in the world, and a man should drink it!"

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