The black fish shadow was about to swallow the little spiky head that looked like a snake but not a snake, like a lizard and not a lizard.

The three bright eyes of black, gold, and red on the top of the little head emitted a brighter and brighter luster.

The huge umbrella-like thing is gone.

It seems that Fenglan is in a tense confrontation with the black fish shadow.

The shadow of the black fish leisurely swallows its little head, making a crunchy sound as it chews.

Suddenly, the fish's mouth spewed out a black "gold and red three-color light mist."

Fenglan was furious, snorted coldly, and felt helpless.

Every time you travel to another world, there is always a critical slice of time, and you are completely ignorant when you travel through the past.

Fenglan has not yet fully grasped the mystery.

Fortunately, he had already determined that Taiming's immortal cultivation world was the main realm where he should exist.

Dongfang Yubai, the only one that may appear in the three major other worlds, but only in that world of cultivating immortals can it exert a greater divine effect.

So, how to use the mysterious oriental fish white in the depths of your mind to explore the three other worlds that you have already visited?

The shadow of the black fish slowly dissipated.

Feng Lan glanced at the brand new storage bag on his waist, which was filled with a large number of rare things.

These things are the dazzling treasures inside those umbrellas before.

Stormworth rushed out of the sea and still headed for Kui Niu Island.

Building the foundation is a major event, and it must be carried out.

Only by becoming more powerful can you completely control the otherworldly crossing.

If you could travel through the three worlds at the same time and do things at the same time, what would it be like?

The fifteen-year-old's programmer soul from another world showed signs of raising its head.

He has to use the mind of a programmer to think about many things and solve problems.

Kui Niu Island, with its lush green vegetation, is far better than the scene before the Great War.

The green vegetation reflects a strange emerald fantasy.

Fenglan is secretly similar to that illusion realm, about six points similar.

Probably, not accidentally.

He followed his memory and walked slowly.

The thick green is like a gentle girl,

Gently tapping on the stunned heart,

The heart stretches out inch by inch,

Take the initiative to embrace the breath of green life,

Nourish a weary soul.

A light layer of red light,

looming from the body,

Faintly trying to blend in with this green.

The faint layer of gold hidden in the red underlayer shimmered with pinpoint-sized dots of light.

The pale golden light was restrained and contracted, and it was constantly surging towards Fenglan's face.

Fenglan's eyebrows gradually showed a vague diamond-shaped pattern.

The surging spiritual power that spread all over the body slowly subsided, as if it was being refined and purified by the mysterious power.

All this, here, in this green world, happens naturally.

It seems that Fenglan has already been completely integrated into it and has become a member.

The faint fragrance came secretly.

Fenglan retracted his mind and looked at the incense.

A young girl in pale yellow clothes, standing in the lush green grass, smiling.

The only daughter of the first majestic Tianwu Peak, Min Jie, who was only sixteen years old, was unanimously recognized by the sect as a cultivation wizard that was rare in a thousand years.

There are rumors that Tianwu Peak will probably reach her in the future.

Fenglan knew her.

Sure enough, Xiong Potian also appeared, and there was another tall and handsome young man.

That young man was none other than Xiong Biao, the chief disciple of Elder Xiongluo.

Feng Lan understood, today it was the disciples of Tianwu Peak patrolling the Immortal Hu Islands.

It's just that the three of them deliberately came here, which is enough to show that the matter of Kuiniu Island has been made public by the master.

Tianwu Peak Founding Patriarch Xiong Tianwu Zhenjun was from his time

The first strongest, leaving some other followers on this island, is unknown.

Fenglan quickly thought things through.

Xiong Po Tian Dao: "Senior Brother Feng, this island will soon become a forbidden land, and it will be guarded by Tianwu Peak."

"Understood."

Feng Lan responded.

He knew that this was Master's arrangement and Master's balancing act.

After two great wars in the snowy region and the mountain gate, there is no one in the same generation who can balance the storm.

Anyone can see this.

The three of them, Yukong left.

Feng Lan continued to walk forward, coming to that special position.

Suddenly, green shoots with barbs sprouted under his feet, enveloping the wind.

Feng Lan felt his body contort and squeeze into a curtain.

In the next second, familiar scenes such as hills and grasslands were presented in front of him, vivid.

Fenglan was actually standing in the corner of that fantasy world.

He didn't dare to move, for fear of destroying this illusion.

A black fish shadow quietly appeared, flashed into the grass, and disappeared.

Feng Lan remained motionless, staring at the direction of the black fish shadow's departure, and there was no vision.

He seemed to be expecting, and his face was expressionless.

Originally, it was a space of large trees, the sea, and huge fish skeletons that were difficult to visualize.

In a trance, the sea breeze blows, mixed with the salty smell of seawater.

"Archmage." A long, heavy voice came from my ear, "You're too weak."

"yes. How do I get stronger?"

"Pray for the Creator's Force to come into the world."

"How?"

"In the vast universe, there is a force that continues to penetrate here.

It is the Force of God, exploring the souls of the universe that can give birth to life."

"I need to use this power to become stronger?"

"Hmm!"

Wind and Waves, that mysterious plant monster, now speaks so fluently, does it mean that its Taoism has soared?

Is it an enemy or a friend?

After a while, heavy snoring was heard from the depths of the island.

Feng Lan frowned slightly, and said in his heart: It's asleep?

Feng Lan continued to wander, but when he found nothing, he returned to the cave, took out a red golden spar, and began to cultivate.

When the mountains and rivers are running, the whole person seems to have escaped into the dark abyss.

Feng Lan really felt himself running through the bumps, and there was darkness around him.

A moment later, the chaotic sound of the wild rock sheep running in a panic came.

Feng Lan woke up in shock, sweating profusely.

This is the first time in life that a big girl gets on a sedan chair.

Feng Lan was both surprised and delighted, and after some full preparation, he resolutely continued to cultivate.

Unexpectedly, when it came to the Yin Yang Mantra, Yang Mantra, and Ice Heart Mantra, he felt his hands grip on the hilt of his sword and knelt on one knee on the thick ice.

The tip of the orange greatsword is being eroded by flesh and blood.

Feng Lan pulled out his great sword from the thick ice with all his might.

However, the entire tip of the big sword had turned into flesh and blood, and the tip of the sword happened to condense a bead of blood.

Feng Lan naturally closed his eyes, the cold wind howled and raged, and the energy floating in the air continued to gather at the tip of the sword, invade the sword body, and through the hilt, inject into the young man's body.

He was getting stronger, enjoying the "power of flesh and blood", and the mysterious aura of energy emanated from his body.

In the vast ice and snow, alone, standing halfway up the ice peak, as if standing between heaven and earth. Z.br>

Between heaven and earth, there is only one person, only one sword, and there is no breath of life.

Feng Lan gripped the hilt of his sword and glanced deeply at the top of the ice peak, then slowly turned around and descended the mountain.

He walked past the corpses, his face expressionless, his heart calm as if it had been frozen in ice.

He kept walking along the ice covered with corpses, through layers of ice mist.

People shouted

The neighing of the horses came slowly.

This layer of fog in front of me seems to be the last layer of fog.

He stopped.

Fenglan stopped cultivating, and everything seemed to be a blur of illusion dissipating.

When the three mysterious shadows departed, each returned to one realm, and everything happened naturally.

It's been more than four years.

The journey has finally begun.

Feng Lan was quite emotional, and finally had the opportunity to see the mysterious Oriental Yubai in the depths of his mind, what was so strange and strange.

***

Four are worshipping the mountain, and the momentum is extraordinary.

On Tongtian Peak, Ao Jingcheng and Mu Xi were very busy.

On Xianhu Island, Ye Chengfeng, Ximen Xiaoyu, Wang Fengnian and others received disciples from various factions.

After the Great War, the Moon Lotus was banned, and Elder Zishi assumed the first important position in the Sky Shadow Peak.

Celestial Shadow Peak was not implicated in any way.

The Seven Star City Wen family was also not implicated in any way.

It's just that the Wen family took the initiative to return the land of the Li family, the Wan family, and the Bao family.

Feng Lan closed his door and went all out to practice.

Three days later, the heads of the five Zhengs jointly announced that they would work together to open the "Swamp Secret Realm" located in the Western Wilderness and invite monks from all over the world to attend the meeting.

The Western Wilderness is guarded by the Heavenly Dragon Palace, that is, the "Swamp Secret Realm" is also owned by the Heavenly Dragon Palace.

At this critical moment, the announcement of the Heavenly Dragon Hall to the public will inevitably cause many suspicions.

It's just that Wuzheng doesn't have any intention of explaining too much.

Of course, there is no need to deliberately explain anything.

After that, the veins of the Heavenly Sect discussed and decided to send sixty disciples to the Western Wilderness and enter the swamp secret realm to cultivate.

Fenglan is impressively on the list.

He is the only one of the seven disciples of the head.

It turned out that the Nine Sages unanimously decided that the secret realm of the Five Righteous Guards, only the monks of the divine artistic conception could enter, and it was the safest.

If it is a Foundation Realm cultivator, it is easy to turn into a source of energy, causing indescribable changes.

If it is a low-realm Dao such as the Condensing Yuan Realm and the Qi Refining Realm, it is not enough to deal with the dangers in the secret realm.

After Fenglan knew this, he secretly set a goal for himself: to build a foundation in the secret realm successfully.

Four months, in a flash.

At the beginning of May, seven elders, including Jianye, Xiongluo, Yanghe, Song Jing, and Long Fu, led sixty disciples of Zhangtianzong to the Western Wilderness.

The Great Barren Mountain, isolated to the West, seems to be the gateway watchman of the vast swampy land.

It's just that what is more famous is the five righteous famous sects that opened the sect on the Great Wilderness Mountain-Tianlong Palace.

As the saying goes: the mountain is not high, there are immortals in the spirit.

Perhaps it is the prestige of the Tianlong Palace, which makes this lonely mountain appear solemn and the light of the Buddha shines.

Even the ghosts and monsters in the swamp of the Western Wilderness were afraid and did not dare to cross the thunder pond by half a step.

Within three days, the Five Righteous Disciples and the elite disciples of all sides, a total of 364 people, had gathered.

On the Daming Peak of the Great Wilderness Mountain, the wind is strong.

The five elders who were mainly the abbot of the Heavenly Dragon Palace, Furong Divine Monk, joined hands to lay out a magic circle, and in the sky above the Western Wilderness Swamp, they forcibly tore open a door, as if it were a door of the apocalypse, and a ladder of light slowly extended to the feet of everyone.

Fenglan's gaze froze.

That door was exactly the same as the gate of the Temple of Heavenly Sleep.

He immediately searched the people around him, looking for Long Wumian and Jia Yucong.

"The door of the apocalypse, open, everyone ascends the ladder."