The gray and white long sword in Yan Nan's hand slashed down in the air, and suddenly a tyrannical aura burst violently, rolling up a cyclone in mid-air and spreading one after another. The barrier was immediately pressed out of a deep depression by the sword qi that broke through the sky, flashing a dazzling spiritual light and entangled with the gray and white qi, Yan Nan gritted his teeth, the sword body trembled, only to hear a stabbing sound, the aura barrier was undulating and turbulent, Weng's sound, a long crack was drawn by the spirit sword, and the figure of the Yan man flashed, and appeared in the light curtain. The rift healed quickly.

As soon as Yan Nan appeared in the light curtain, the huge tree trunk writhed a few times bewitchingly like a woman's waist. And the fire that was entwined with silk, his body was restless, and he let out a faint whimper, and it had sensed Yan Nan's existence.

Glancing at the trapped Huo'er and seeing that it was unharmed, Yan Nan relieved himself. Turning his head to look at another snow-white mass. This is the ultimate purpose of his coming here, but he didn't expect to find it all the way. Yan Nan couldn't help but look at it carefully, the fat flesh was really as white as jade, and the whole body seemed to be like congealed fat, shining with this aura. It looks like a petite horse, with a supple and neat mane, four small hooves that are red and black like petals, and a trace of a green leaf on its forehead.

This is the legendary transformation of Ganoderma lucidum, the spiritual grass that gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Yan Nan looked a little stupid, and now, it shook its little ears, flashed a pair of big watery eyes, and looked at Yan Nan with an innocent and aggrieved expression. Yan Nan was seeing that the little guy suddenly writhed, his eyes were panicked, and his long chin was squeaked. Yan Nan seemed to have forgotten something, and turned around suddenly. Intuitively, a white shadow with a gust of wind could wipe his sideburns and fly by, extremely fast.

The figure blurred for a while, and Yan Nan quickly swept to the side before looking over. At this moment, a strange monster was standing in front of him, looking at him strangely with a pair of empty eyes. The corners of Yan Nan's eyes trembled, this thing in front of him, he couldn't describe, his figure was shorter than him, but his appearance was completely like a human being who had been skinned, the bones were prominent, the green tendons floated around the body, the obvious lines, and the naked eye was slowly beating. The limbs were like dry bones, the black nails were long and sharp like swords, the head was like a skull and bones protruding, only the eyes, mouth and nose were sunken into a black hole, and the huge mouth protruded two sharp fangs, which were whining threateningly.

Seeing such a scene, Yan Nan intuitively felt a chill down his spine. But before he could think about it, the monster's waist sank, and with a whoosh, a white shadow flew up quickly, and a fishy smell came to his nose, Yan Nan's footsteps swiped, and he moved away as lightly as a lotus, but he was still a step slower, and his intuition was cold in his chest, and Yan Nan secretly complained, not good. I only heard a stabbing sound, and a piece of the placket on his chest had been torn apart by black claws, and Yan Nan's chest had a few clear blood marks.

The speed of this thing was so fast, Yan Nan's volley void didn't have time to dodge. As soon as he came back to his senses, the white shadow was a little, and he pounced again, Yan Nan froze, and quickly drew a blue light in his hand, and volleyed it down. Poof, with a fishy wind, the monster roared, swept past Yan Nan's side, and a stump fell on the ground, and the nails were still trembling, but in an instant it turned into a puddle of sewage, and the smell was incomparable. And the monster opened its mouth and let out a sharp scream, and a black wind erupted with a piercing sound, Yan Nan's heart fluttered, and his body seemed to be restrained, and it was an instant dizziness.

Yan Nan was startled, a stream of yin qi flowed in his body, and his head shook, showing a clear color. Look at the monster's severed arm, it miraculously grew again, just like the original. Limb regeneration, so weird. The corners of Yan Nan's mouth twitched, and his face was full of horror. Can't this monster be killed?

The pain of the broken arm had obviously angered the monster, and in an instant, the monster came like the wind, and a white shadow rushed over faster, Yan Nan's sleeves waved rapidly, and the rainstorm-like flying blade surged towards the monster with a whirlpool, and Yan Nan wanted to use the flying leaves to chase the soul to block the monster's momentum. But he was wrong again, the flying blade hit the monster's body, making a muffled sound, but countless wounds healed in an instant, and the monster swept closer in the blink of an eye, and a bone-like claw quickly stretched out. Yan Nan's body retreated sharply, but it was obviously too late, with a bang, mixed with a crisp sound of cracking, Yan Nan's body shook, only felt a hot stinging pain in his chest, and there seemed to be a sound of shattering, Yan Nan flew straight upside down.

Although it was a few back and forth, but in an instant, Yan Nan's chest was already a blur, with a strange hot stinging pain, and he didn't care about checking the wound at all now. Regeneration, self-healing, and so fast that the monster is simply invincible. The corner of Yan Nan's mouth was bloodshot, looking at the monster that was about to pounce, his heart moved, and he unconsciously recited silently in his mouth: "Life is also death, death is also life, heaven and earth are reincarnated." He sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his back straight, as if in his steady, and ignored the monster. The monster's empty eyes froze, tilted its skull-like head slightly, and then leaned down, jumped on both feet, and pounced like a meteor, with huge fangs, just wanting to tear the human in front of him apart. The roar was endless, and a fishy wind saw that it was near, and the black claws had stretched out to the top of Yan Nan's head.

At this moment, a faint sound of Sanskrit sounded, and the space around Yan Nan was turbulent and distorted. A gray spiritual power swirl appeared above Yan Nan's head, and a halo appeared. The black nails were only an inch away from the top of Yan Nan's head, but they could no longer move forward a bit, like a stagnant, and then there was a bang, setting off a wave of qi, the monster seemed to hit the hard iron wall, and it was bounced back with a bang, and the monster whimpered, and when he was about to fight back, he saw a gray giant sword stretched out from the whirlpool, with a powerful spiritual pressure, breaking through the air, Yan Nan shouted: "Sword of Destruction!" ”

The giant sword rolled up a strong wind, slashed down in the air, and a hurricane blew on the ground, the monster was stunned, waving his dry bones and arms to meet the blade, the giant sword shook, and the gray halo rippled out, and the monster's nails and arms instantly turned into ashes, and then the gray gas swept one by one, drowning the monster, turning into a rainstorm, and the entire monster was instantly torn to pieces.

Yan Nan groaned like a force, and his forehead was already hot and humid. After a while, it seemed that he had only regained his strength, and suddenly felt a burst of heat in his chest, and then he remembered that his upper body was hit hard by a monster, and his chest was almost naked. He looked down and couldn't help but be surprised, the bird-shaped jade pendant, it was Qing Ji's bird-shaped jade pendant, blocking the monster's heavy blow for him, and the crisp sound was actually the sound of the jade pendant, but now the jade pendant had long been broken, and only a few pieces were still stuck to Yan Nan's bloody chest. Yan Nan took off the broken jade pendant, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, he didn't expect this jade pendant to save himself twice, is it providence or coincidence, in any case, it is now completing its mission and returning to dust, Yan Nan sighed, it is this jade pendant that makes him embark on a long road, but on this road, I don't know how many lives and deaths there will be.

"Huh" Yan Nan inadvertently looked at his chest, and on the bloodstains, a mark in the shape of a flying bird appeared vividly, which was the same as the shape of the jade pendant. The monster's blow directly engraved the jade pendant on Yan Nan's chest, but this is nothing, the most bizarre thing is that a drop of golden liquid slowly flows along the blood marks of the mark, and after a while, a golden bird appeared on Yan Nan's chest, and the golden light flickered, as if spreading its wings and flying away.

"This?"

Yan Nan hadn't looked closely, and suddenly felt a burning in his chest, and a hot pain almost pierced his heart and lungs. Then this scorching heat slowly invaded the lungs, burning like fire, and seemed to turn the dantian into ashes, Yan Nan snorted, his body trembled violently, and after a while, a powerful heat flow surged all over his body, only to hear a loud shout, a ball of golden light burst out in Yan Nan's body, turning up a halo. The burning sensation slowly disappeared, and Yan Nan opened his mouth to exhale a heat wave, at this moment, his clothes were already soaked.

After a while, Yan Nan stood up and looked down at his body, there seemed to be nothing unusual, but what could the golden liquid in the jade pendant be? He was confused, but he didn't have time to think about it now, Yan Nan waved his hand and took out a piece of clothing to change, and walked straight towards the two clumps of things on the giant tree.

The fire was in the rattan, trembling and whimpering with excitement, as if it couldn't wait, and Zhima's big watery eyes flashed. Yan Nan couldn't help laughing, waved his sleeves and threw out a few beams of blue light, banging a few times, Yan Nan was stunned, looked up, the colorful vines were not broken, but just shook like a snake, and seemed to be slowly tightening.

"It's a spiritual thing?" Yan Nan looked at the ribbon-like rattan silk, and couldn't help but have a strong interest, he flicked one arm, a gray spirit sword condensed, and waved lightly at the rattan silk, swishing a few times, this time the rattan silk was cut off in unison, and the two living creatures shook around their bodies and got out of trouble. Huo'er pounced on Yan Nan with a sigh, licking his face happily, and kissing him for a moment before coming down, but the pony blinked nervously with big eyes, and shrank in a corner, not daring to take a step forward, looking extremely pitiful. Yan Nan's eyes looked at the ground, and he showed a deep groan.

On the ground, two colored vines twisted and tumbled, like life, wrapped around the snake, soft and tough. Yan Nan grabbed it with both hands, and the two vine threads trembled in his hands, as if he wanted to break free, he bent a string of curves to wrap around Yan Nan's arm, Yan Nan snorted softly, and his arm was covered with a layer of gray aura, wrapping the rattan silk. The vine silk twisted and shrunk into a colorful ball, which was held in Yan Nan's palm. With a wave of his palm, the rattan bounced straight out like a long whip, and the morning air changed into various shapes like silk. Yan Nan smiled, put the two balls back, and then looked at the petite Yin Zhi horse.

It is really crystal clear, incomparably fragrant, and wonderful. Seeing Yan Nan approaching, the pony blinked with big eyes, a pitiful expression, and kept retreating, and then the fire came out from the side and whimpered at the pony, and the anthropomorphic eyes turned for a while. The pony also raised his head and roared softly, tilted his head and glanced at Yan Nan, the white shadow flashed, and jumped to Yan Nan's chest with a swish, Yan Nan was stunned, I don't know what it meant, I felt a coolness in my chest, and the pony's pink tongue licked the wound gently a few times, and the wound was lightly itchy, and it healed automatically, without a trace of pain. And the pony was flashing with big eyes, approached Yan Nan and sniffed hard, showing a happy expression, and rubbed Yan Nan affectionately.

Yan Nan couldn't help but be surprised, this pony seemed to like the smell of his body, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his petite head, the pony's eyes narrowed slightly, showing an anthropomorphic and intimate look. Yan Nan's heart moved, looking at the jumping Huo'er next to him, seeing that the two little guys had become partners, he couldn't help but say to the pony: "Okay, I won't hurt you, how about I take you out, why don't you be with Huo'er." ”

Huo'er jumped with joy and danced around Yan Nan, who stroked his head a few times. At this time, the pony tilted his head to the side, his eyes were anthropomorphic and frightened, and the little hooves were raised, kicking Yan Nan incessantly. Yan Nan was confused, looked back, and his eyelids couldn't help but tremble.

I don't know when, the calm waterhole next to it is boiling at this moment, and the black gas is tumbling endlessly. Suddenly, a black air enveloped him, and the trees swayed, and even the ground shook. In the beach, there was no more agitation, as if something was about to come out. Huo'er whimpered as its eyes remained fixed on the blood orchids. But the ground shook, there was a loud sound, and the black water in the middle of the pool tumbled, and a beam of black gas rose into the sky, diffusing and rising. Yan Nan's eyes were condensed, and a black whirlpool appeared in the pool between them, and a dark hole in the middle depression was slowly giving birth, black gas, and the surface was dark, but it was a flickering flow.

It was a few feet high, and it was cold and cold. It turned out to be a stone stele, with two quaint fonts in the flow pattern flickering, but it exuded magnificent spiritual power.

"Shen Yuan!"

Yan Nan was just about to carefully identify it, only to see the black qi of the big characters rise, turning into a trace of spiritual power, sweeping upward. A majestic spiritual pressure struck. "Not good!" Yan Nan waved his sleeves, hurriedly put Huo'er and Zhima into his waist, and suddenly felt that his body was stagnant, Wan Jun's spiritual pressure was like the wind, and he had no strength to resist, and then a powerful attraction rolled, and the black mist rolled up a vortex, and Yan Nan was dizzy for a while, and was swept into it by a devastating spiritual power.