The person in front of him, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, has a body full of explosive muscles, although his appearance is slightly vicissitudes, Xu Nian will definitely not be mistaken......

This person is Feng Shenmi!

The powerhouse of the late stage of the Void Saint Realm back then!

But...... Now his cultivation seems to have fallen to the Void God Realm!

"You know me?"

Feng Shenmi asked in surprise, he thought it was a demon beast that accidentally broke into the mist, but it turned out to be a Terran monk.

And the breath on this person's body actually has the meaning of desolation.

Could it be that he is also a Flood Wilderness-level talent?

"Senior Feng, I know you!" Xu Nian nodded heavily.

Lao Tzu came to the wild land just to find you, how could he not know him?

A hint of joy flashed across Feng Shenmi's face.

"More than thirty years! If it weren't for you! I forgot I could talk! Boy, what's your name? ”

"Xu Nian!" Xu Nian replied.

"Xu Nian!" Feng Shenmi muttered these two words repeatedly, and after the joy passed, a sad color began to appear on his vicissitudes of life.

No one knows what he's been through in the last 30 years.

Every day I face the boundless fear alone, sitting next to the corpse of the big demon, sometimes for a whole year!

Days like this will drive people crazy!

"No wonder as soon as I get close to the mist, a raging battle intent will emerge from the bottom of my heart, so that's the case!" Xu Nian said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Feng Shenmi frowned slightly.

Xu Nian put away the big sword in his hand and explained: "A Flood Desolation-level talent has a strange ability, once they meet another Flood Desolation-level talent with comparable talents, the two of them will have a raging battle intent from the bottom of their hearts.

In other words, this is more like a selection mechanism, in the same fantasy world, in the end, only one desolate level talent is allowed to survive. ”

Feng Shenmi couldn't understand Xu Nian's words.

"What fantasy world?"

"What kind of fighting spirit?"

"I'm not a Flood Desolation level talent anymore, since I entered the mist and touched that thing, I was forced to fall to a semi-Flood Desolation level talent!"

For thirty years, this was the last thing he understood.

"What?!"

Xu Nian exclaimed in surprise.

If it is not Feng Shenmi who has the talent of the flood desolation, it means that in this mist, in addition to the two of them, there is actually a certain existence?

Xu Nian's gaze froze to a certain place in the mist, and his entire heart was shrouded in a strange atmosphere. "It's supposed to be that guy, boy, come with me!" Feng Shenmi came to Xu Nian's side, grabbed his arm, jumped high, and left here.

Without waiting for Xu Nian to ask, Feng Shenmi took the initiative to explain.

It seems that he doesn't talk to people for many years, and after seeing Xu Nian, his voice was a little excited.

"Thirty years ago, after I and the other three domain masters of the Immortal Realm came to this mist, we couldn't get out anymore, until we saw that guy, we knew that if we didn't go out, the entire Immortal Realm and even the mortal world would be doomed!"

"That's right!" Speaking of this, Feng Shenmi looked at Xu Nian and asked, "How is the fog spirit in the Immortal Realm cleaned up now?" ”

"Mist Spirit?"

Xu Nianmeng.

What is this?

That's not how Lao Tzu's novels are written, please!

Seeing Xu Nian's doubts, Feng Shenmi hurriedly fell back to the ground, his face became anxious, and his voice was full of anger: "Those three dog things didn't go to clean up the fog spirits in the fairy realm?" ”

Xu Nian was shocked in his heart.

"I've only heard that the three of them have been crazy for a while after they went out, and the last time I saw Lu Tong, the domain master of the Eastern Regions, he had a white beard, and he looked like he didn't have much time."

"I see, it seems that I still overestimated the three of them!" Feng Shenmi slammed his fist in the void, helpless and anxious.

When the four of us sneaked into the mist, we learned that that guy actually wanted to subvert the whole world, and he sent the fog spirit undercover into the fairy realm and the wilderness, and even infiltrated into various dynasties in the world. ”

Among the four people at that time, I was the strongest in cultivation, and in order to send the three of them out, I did not hesitate to fall into the mirror and smash a crack in the fog, and the result was ...... They still haven't carried it off! ”

Feng Shenmi sighed heavily.

"It seems that the fairy realm will not escape this catastrophe!"

Confused under the tree.

"That guy? Who the hell is that guy? Xu Nian asked.

Feng Shenmi looked at Xu Nian and didn't answer directly, but the dark black stubble on his chin, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and then he stretched out his right hand and pointed to the fog in front of him.

"In that direction, you take a look!"

Xu Nian looked in the direction of Feng Shenmi's finger and cautiously took the first step, but just as he raised his foot and was about to take the second step, a roar hit his mind.

The heavy pressure was like a mountain slamming down on the body.

Xu Nian didn't know what kind of creature made the roar, but the urgency in his heart to solve the puzzle prompted him to take the third step.

Suddenly, another voice hit his mind, it was a majestic explosion, shocking his heart: "The second step has exhausted your whole body cultivation, don't kneel down quickly!" ”

Xu Nian turned a deaf ear, the third step fell, his left foot was raised, and he took the fourth step.

Suddenly, another voice appeared, like a tired lazy man muttering in a dream: "The third step is enough, the talent is absolutely amazing, the avenue has reached the top, why not stop and rest and sleep sweetly?" ”

Xu Nian frowned, not feeling that this voice had any charm for him.

I just walked in that direction on my own.

Behind.

Feng Shenmi was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and for thousands of years, he had never been so shocked as he was today.

Back then, the three domain masters of the Immortal Realm were exhausted after only thinking about taking three steps ahead, and Feng Shenmi was stronger than them, walking seven steps.

But Xu Nian, who was wearing a Confucian shirt in front of him, was still walking forward.

"Six steps!"

……

"Nine steps!"

……

"Twenty steps!"

Feng Shenmi realized at this time that he couldn't see Xu Nian's figure anymore!

"Immortal Realm is saved! Immortal Realm is saved! ”

He shouted, his eyes flashing with tears, and the hope in his heart was like ashes, and suddenly the fire was ignited again.

……

In the mist.

Xu Nian walked forward alone, his heart beating wildly.

"It turns out that the battle intent in my heart comes from this direction, it seems that the mysterious guy in Feng Shenmi's mouth is just ahead!"

"Roar!"

Suddenly, with a roar, the fog churned.

Between the fog, a huge dragon head poked out, and even a beard at the corner of his mouth was dozens of times larger than Xu Nian, in comparison, Xu Nian was as small as an ant.

"Mole ant, stop quickly!"

Xu Nian glanced at the dragon, and the battle intent in his heart did not increase because of this.

"It's not you!"

"Call your master out! I'd rather ask him, why did you change my plot? ”

In the face of the behemoth, Xu Nian was not afraid at all.

"Bold ant, my master is what you say you can see!"

The pressure on the dragon's body suddenly increased, and it was obviously the reverse scale that Xu Nian had angered by what he had just said.

Suddenly, the dragon's body appeared, and the clouds and mist rolled, wrapped in brutal force, attacked this side, as if to crush the whole thing.