When a person acts, he always has the purpose of doing so.

If a person wants to walk a thousand miles, he will definitely think that there are good things thousands of miles away.

The monks, who had a keen sense of smell like dogs, when they sensed that the possibility of profit outweighed the possibility of death, resolutely regrouped and slowly moved closer.

Feng Lan didn't give the slightest command, and tens of thousands of people gradually gathered behind him.

He was staring at them like an unfathomable abyss.

They were staring at him, like the will of heaven that was difficult to ask.

He assumed that they could act unpredictably at any time.

They decided that he would disappear at any time, or worse.

The first night came.

Fenglan chose a conservative attitude, looked for a secret place, and released the little flower snake, the foal, the eight dislikes, and the bird, and rested with peace of mind.

Taihong Ancient City, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, masters like clouds.

No one knows how this random fountain-like tide of monsters will develop.

No one could predict when a powerful sixth-order demon beast would appear in the demon beast tide, or even more powerful Hong Demon Beast, Desolate Demon Beast, Earth Demon Beast, and Heavenly Demon Beast.

It doesn't make any sense to be in the limelight.

It is a handful to be able to fish.

Ugly end and early beginning.

With a terrible beast roar, the beast tide burst out like a volcano.

In the four directions of northeast, east, southeast, and south, the twenty-one Terran cultivation forces with distinct distinctions took the initiative to attack the beast tide with a sweeping momentum.

To the northwest and north are the unfathomable Xuanyuan Mountains.

In the dark world, the Xuanyuan Mountain Range is more like a lying ghost beast, quietly staring at the corner of the world in front of him.

Feng Lan thought of the mountain of demon beast corpses under the Flame City, and was full of pride, and resolutely killed the demon beasts that rushed to the front head-on.

He is like a "demon god" who can constantly draw strength from blood, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and the more he fights, the more spiritual he becomes.

The seven-star immortal sword in his hand, the green glow is steaming, calmly casting the magic power of Taoism, killing demon beasts, tearing the darkness, and striving to bring light to the world.

He was no longer the trance-like, mechanically axe-wielding teenager he had four years ago, but he was meticulously focusing on every exertion of Dao magic powers, comprehending the mystery of controlling and controlling the power of heaven and nature.

He had forgotten another memory for four years, what his wife and relatives in that world were like now, and what had happened in that world.

He clearly remembered the terrible ice and snow world, the lonely ice peak, and the "Great Evil King" who was sealed in the ice peak.

The sky was bright.

The tide of beasts receded like a tidal wave.

Belch~.

Fenglan let out a long burp, his spirit shone, and he looked down at his feet and the loot around him.

Too much.

The super capacity of a high-end storage bag is taken up by a third.

* * *

"Meet the Wind Fellows."

A group of five people walked over, clasped their fists from afar, and greeted them loudly.

One of them is the Gourd.

"Seniors, you're welcome." Feng Lan smiled and said, "I don't know what your predecessors ordered? ”

"Behind the west and southwest directions are dense areas where ordinary people live.

If there was no Heavenly Sect's Wind Dao Friendship to defeat the Demon Beast Tide, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The five of us discussed that we were willing to gather the men of our respective gangs and obey the dispatch of Feng Dao friends. ”

Gourd Feng said in a deep voice, very serious.

His injuries have improved considerably, but they are still severe.

"There are huge Lingtian Mountains and Pingchuan on all sides, and they are guarded by powerful cultivation forces.

Here, in the words of 'their', it is a place of flood discharge, a place of buffer.

As the saying goes: a snake can't fly without a head, and a goose can't fly without a head.

I'll take the liberty of asking the abbot of Childe. ”

The old man with a kind face said loudly.

Feng Lan solemnly looked at the eyes of the five people, and saw their sincerity.

"With such a heavy responsibility, how dare the disciples of the Heavenly Sect.

You may not know that this is a violation of the Nine Saints Covenant.

However, Fenglan obeyed the edict of the ancestor of the Immortal Monarch, slaying demons and destroying demons, and protecting the peace of the world, which was driven by righteousness.

Fenglan will do his best, even if he dies in battle, he will never humiliate the lintel of the Heavenly Sect.

As for you, and even many Daoists in Fangyuan, they are all free and have their own choices. ”

Fenglan wants to say that as long as everyone's hearts are the same, it doesn't matter if there is an abbot or not.

I didn't say this frankly, I didn't know if it was right or wrong for a while, and I didn't know if the other party could understand it.

The five looked at each other, each frowning.

"If there are many people without restraint, there will be great chaos."

The old man with a kind face said with a look of experience in the cruelty of the world.

"Bother the five seniors, and try to spread the word to the people of Fangyuan...... Be a good person. Feng Lan paused and said thoughtfully, looking at the five people in astonishment, and added, "That's it, whoever violates it, it doesn't matter if he kills, I will carry it out." ”

"We will strictly obey the orders of the 'Alliance Leader'." Gourd Feng hugged his fists.

The other four seemed to have come to their senses, followed suit, and left happily.

Fenglan secretly complained bitterly, and his inadvertent behavior fell into the trap like this.

He shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, "I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything, it was their self-righteousness." ”

"If I don't use the Order Axe, will I be able to resist it?"

"If I use the Seven-Star Immortal Sword to resist, I will definitely raise my eyebrows for my master."

Fenglan is a little messy and cranky.

A responsibility as heavy as Mount Tai has been borne on his shoulders and fallen on his heart.

Again, there is no way back.

He hated it, especially the sinister one he had brought on himself.

Curiosity killed the cat.

"What is the origin of this tide of demon beasts?"

Feng Lan looked at the vast Yanghe Mountain Range, trying to find answers.

* * *

The tide of monsters is rising again.

The Yanghe Mountains, which cover an area of 1,500 miles, are covered with fierce birds and beasts.

The Yanghe Mountain Range seems to be a "basin" squeezed by six hands on the stone wall of Tongtian, and the animal tide is the water in the basin.

That hand was a little harder, and the other five hands would immediately feel the pressure of the water overflowing.

The bad thing is that the five powerful hands exert force at the same time, leaving the sixth hand on the verge of collapse

Feng Lan had to take the initiative to retreat, and immediately felt the beast tide pressing down like a rising wave.

So, fight back and stabilize your position.

After the beast tide stagnated slightly, it was like a wave that was gaining momentum, counterattacking with more violent impact.

Fenglan stepped back again and then fought back.

For a while, I fell into a situation of repeated struggle, unable to advance or retreat.

Feng Lan suddenly found that the monks behind him were magically uniform, attacking with their own attacks, and retreating with their own retreats.

Among them, there are those who are more advanced than the wind, but they are in a looming position.

This kind of person is like a fish in shallow water in a basin, and occasionally a bubble bubbles, so that it hides as much as possible in the shallow water, thinking that no one can see it.

The wind is happy.

There is no order, and there is such a strange situation.

It's like many people behind you are in the same air tube as you breathe and breathe with yourself, moving forward and backward and backward with yourself.

If you continue to use the Seven-Star Immortal Sword, you will be limited by the Dao of the middle level of the Ning Yuan Realm, and at every critical moment, your spiritual power will be difficult to sustain.

During this period, Feng Lan carefully felt the mystery of the human race's cultivation and felt the rebirth of spiritual power.

Whenever the spiritual power in the acupoints of the whole body is about to dry up, the physical body is imprisoned and restrained, and it quickly turns to "wither", getting lighter and lighter.

I want to break through the confinement violently, but everything is invisible, intangible, and helpless.

The power contained in each realm of cultivation must reach a certain balance between spiritual power and physical body, so that it can be stable and break through.

Fenglan realized this, and suddenly opened up.

For example, Feng Lan's physical body is strong enough to devour blood and qi to increase the strength of the physical body, but this physical body is very different from the mystery of the human race's cultivation.

This difference is not perceptible to Fenglan for the time being.

Now, that kind of "repetitive" spiritual power fluctuation comes from that mysterious colorful spar.

On the surface, Fenglan seems to have infinite spiritual power available.

Again, when the spiritual power was rapidly drying up, Feng Lan looked for an opportunity, stuffed a handful of spiritual pills into his mouth, and concentrated on running the Wind and Snow Sutra to feel the rebirth of spiritual power.

The spiritual power in each acupuncture point made a "gurgling" sound in a violent turmoil.

Fenglan's body soon glowed with a layer of dim blood, like a "blood shadow" embedded in the body.

The wind roars long, and the horn whistles open.

The seven-star fairy sword, the sound of the sword, like the sound of the jade chime above the nine heavens, the green glow rises sharply.

A sword slashed out, flames in the air, and blades of fire shuttled.

Patches of monsters were slaughtered.

Another sword was slashed, the wind surged, and several zhang Fangyuan suddenly fell into the realm of ice and snow.

"The wind, snow and ice of the Palm Heaven Sect, high-level immortal arts!"

Someone recognized this unfathomable power of the Dao Divine Power.

The storm rises to attack.

The Xiuzhen Legion, which was gaining momentum, seemed to be gently moved.

As a result, a frenzy of violent attacks formed, and the sound of killing shook the sky, sweeping the tide of demon beasts.

* * *

The grey foal screamed and kicked the golden lizard's head with its hooves.

Sticky golden blood gushed out of the golden lizard's neck, and a fist-sized gold bead stuck in the throat, shining with brilliant golden light.

The grey foal sniffed cautiously and approached, sucking up the golden blood, sucking the golden beads to his mouth little by little, swallowing them in one gulp, and a golden glow appeared on his abdomen.

A pair of horses' eyes flashed with a strange gray light, and everywhere the light went, it was gray.

The grey foal neighed triumphantly, and its hooves flew as it rode along the tide of attack.

Click, click, the clumsy little flower snake swam across a pool of blood, and the snake's body trembled, shaking the blood clean.

A small green python lurking in front of him swallowed the small flower snake.

The little flower snake shook its tail, as if it was struggling to rush into the mouth of a python.

It is impossible to tell if it is devoured or if it rushes into it on its own.

Suddenly, the seven-inch position of the small python protrudes.

Click~, with a crisp sound, the head of the little flower snake poked out, twisted its body vigorously, and quickly swam out of the python's body.

The little green python didn't understand what was going on, it was like a statue there.

In front of the right, a small flower snake tightly wrapped around the neck of a white giant rat, the giant rat was about to suffocate, and the pair of silver sharp teeth like sharp swords had nowhere to focus, showing the despair of the giant rat.

The snake cry of the little flower snake is full of triumphant joy.

Another small flower snake has swallowed most of a fish-shaped demon beast with bird's wings.

Suddenly, the tail of the little flower snake made a hollow sound like a bamboo, and it rattled and completed the last devouring.

The swollen belly of the snake quickly became smaller in the violent tremor of the snake's body.

The little flower snake happily sprints forward, looking for its next devouring target.

The lower abdomen of a demon beast iron bull corpse stirred, and two eight unlike, dirty, belched and roaring cheerful cries came out of their mouths.

A pair of ugly birds, after gaining momentum, flapped their wings and flew over a mountain.

Ahead, a green and radiant fairy sword was unstoppable and invincible, guiding them forward.