The foal trotted over, a little recognizable.

Feng Lan stroked the gray horse's hair, like touching a gray soft steel wire, and the palm of his hand ached faintly.

The vigilance that has been maintained suddenly heats up.

This foal from a stone egg on Ember Island,

As long as there are any unusual signs,

It must be suppressed by thunderous means.

The horse's eyes were calm and then gray.

As the gray cloud surges, the foal emits a strong attack.

This situation was very similar to the cultivation situation that Feng Lan had just experienced.

Fenglan took out a dead branch.

The foal swallows it in one gulp, a bloodshot gray mist erupts from its mouth, and gray clouds evaporate from its hair.

The Dongfang Yubai in the depths of Fenglan's mind was actually frantically devouring gray fog and gray clouds.

In the oriental fish white, there is no big difference, only the pale gold layer shakes slightly.

Feng Lan blinked slightly, and was already standing under a big tree.

The green shoots had grown into three-inch-long branches, and the roots connected to them faded from near to far, and the breath of life was already diffused around them.

Apparently because of the nutrients, the new green branches grow slowly.

At the same time, there are branches and vines connected by roots and branches to share nutrients.

This towering withered tree, like a mysterious mystery, shrouded Fenglan's head.

The sea connected to the big dead tree, the fish skeleton, existed like two mysterious clouds.

Feng Lan knew that since entering the Heavenly Sleep Temple, it was very easy for him to come to the mysterious seaside under the big withered tree.

That should be a kind of inductive calling!

This big tree is always calling me, what is the so-called?

The foal spits a few times, and the horse's ears stand up, as if facing a great enemy.

Feng Lan thought he was returning to the Ember Continent.

However, the foal is standing beside him at the moment, trembling slightly.

"Ash, have you seen this tree?"

Feng Lan put his left hand on the horse's back and asked softly.

"Uh-huh~"

The foal makes a responsive sound.

Storm calmly looks at the trees and looks at the foals.

The foal that pops out of the stone is not normal if it is ordinary.

If it can follow itself to this big tree, what kind of heavenly chance will it be?

"Ash, don't eat indiscriminately."

Wind tells the foal to walk slowly, putting all the dead branches he sees into the storage bag.

In his opinion, this kind of twig must be of great use, and it needs to be collected a lot.

Suddenly, the octagonal magic weapon vibrate.

Feng Lan immediately took out the magic weapon and followed the direction of the vibration to a pile of dead branches.

The foal neighed and roared, backing away, its front hooves slashing into the ground.

The soil here does not stand dust.

Feng Lan's brows gradually furrowed.

It's just that he didn't feel anything unusual, hesitated for a while, put all the branches into the storage bag, and the things under the branches appeared.

Two eye-like oval beads, one black and one red,

A silver-gray ring,

A blood-red ring set with seven-colored stars.

Feng Lan held it in his hand, and there was nothing unusual, and he was very puzzled by the overreaction of the pony and the octagonal magic weapon.

Could it be that there is some power or something else that he can't perceive.

At this moment, the two unicorn cubs walked out of the spirit beast cage and stared at the black and red beads respectively.

Feng Lan put the bead in the palm of his hand and stretched out his hand to the unicorn beast, the red unicorn swallowed the black bead, and the blue unicorn swallowed the red bead.

"Weird."

A few strange thoughts swept through the storm.

It's just that the two unicorn beasts honestly and without any abnormalities returned to the spirit beast cage and lay down quietly.

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By the way, he glanced at the three small snakes, all curled up into a small lump, and their bright eyes stared out.

It's as if there will be predators at any time.

The foal slowly calms down and steps forward to sniff the silver-gray ring.

"Ash, do you know this?"

The foal gasped.

Fenglan tried to put it on the horse's head.

Unexpectedly, the horse's head suddenly softened and shrank,

The ring, which was not very large, was tightly inlaid on the horse's neck.

The foal stands tall and squirms like a snake and worm, and its mouth makes a low, muffled drum sound instead of the crisp neighing of a horse.

If it was really a snake, Fenglan felt normal.

Snakes are oviparous species.

Sensing that the foal was in some sort of collapse, Fenglan took out a handful of rare spiritual materials and fed them to the horse's mouth.

The foal's silver-gray sheen is abundant, and the wire-like hair appears in the shadow of scales.

After the foal swallowed two black spirit crystal beads, he slowly calmed down, but the silver-gray luster on his body was more intense.

The foal suddenly roars in the sky and disappears from the sight of the storm like a bolt of lightning.

"Ash!"

Fenglan didn't have time to react, only a helpless call, echoing away.

At this moment, he was still standing on the Ember Continent.

In the direction of the receding gray silt, a gray cloud was spreading more than a foot high.

The gray silt beneath the gray clouds, more than six feet above the ground, rolled in.

"Strong repression."

Feng Lan has made up his mind, and puts the ring on the thumb of his right hand, and Edgeworth enters the gray cloud.

Suddenly I saw the boundless gray mud, coming from all directions,

Directly below the wind, the surging tide converges into a silt mountain range, which continues to climb.

Fenglan stood directly on the top of the silt mountain and was quickly engulfed.

The Seven Star Sword and the Absolute Immortal Sword were the first to light up with a bright luster.

Feng Lan saw the fine gray sawtooth poking out of the ash and silt, not attacking, but constantly growing, layer after layer, as if he wanted to accumulate thick and thin.

Undoubtedly, the wisdom of this gray silt is much higher than that of green tendrils.

The wind is habitually running through the wind and snow.

Suddenly, the gray sawtooth seemed to be summoned, attacking the wind like rolling waves.

The gray jagged teeth pierced the skin, and it lit up with a pale gold.

For a short period of time, Feng Lan resembled a person with a pale gold color all over his body, and the pale gold became thicker and thicker, and was about to become a cloud. z.br>

Under the Great Zhou Tian of the Wind and Snow Sutra, the endless spiritual power and aura swim in the "acupoints" and meridians, first refining the "flesh" body, then purifying the meridians, and finally returning to the sea and merging into the incense burner of the dantian.

When the Divine Eye Technique is operated, there is a trend of thousands of rivers returning to the sea, merging into the green space of the dantian.

Wind and snow pass through the Lord,

In the Lord's Eyes,

Mountains and rivers connect the oriental fish white,

The three major methods are more and more perfectly integrated, faintly integrating heaven and earth, and the vast universe is a resource that can be used.

No amount of gray silt can be a negligible source of nutrients.

Northwest of the Ember Continent,

The tendrils of vegetation and gray silt receded like a great ebb tide,

Six thousand miles of land, the weather is new, and thousands of new species are multiplying.

The wind and sword traveled, crossing the mountains and ravines, like the master patrolling the territory, but the thoughts were also thousands.

It is almost impossible to clean the two major biological tribes of gray silt and tendril vegetation on your own.

With the invasion speed of two powerful biological tribes, six thousand miles of land, they can go and come in a hurry.

What's more, this magical continent can breed new and exotic biological species anytime and anywhere, each with its own distinctive characteristics, and the killing of each other is extremely tragic.

In this way, even if the clean-up is strong

The two big creatures of mud and tendrils are afraid that they will not help in big things.

Heaven is natural, and each has its own destiny.

Forced intervention is not the best option.

As long as you get rid of the insatiable evil, the rest can only go with the flow.

Fenglan found Yang Dingtian and landed on its shoulder.

"How can we make the Yang Ding Tian strong and protect this world?

If I can do that, it will be a powerful and effective supplement for me."

He carefully examined Yang Dingtian's whole body and found that there was an old scar on the back of the two heads and down the spine.

It seems that there was originally something in each of the two locations, which was later removed by cutting open the dirt and rock skin.

Fenglan gently pressed the old scars.

Yang Dingtian did not react.

He directly used the Seven Star Sword to cut open the old scars, and the inside was like a dry and cracked dead skin shell after the blood had evaporated, no wonder Yang Dingtian couldn't feel the pain.

Since he can put tree branches into the dantian and use them for cultivation,

So, will the branches also have a miraculous effect on the sun?

Feng Lan thought about it again and again, took out two dead branches and more than ten pearls under the sea, put them into two scars respectively, and then sewed them with cashmere thread.

"Yang Dingtian, I will leave at any time.

Six thousand miles of land will be handed over to you to protect."

"Master!"

"Your former master, is this what I am?"

"The serpent."

Fenglan basically determined some things.

First of all, the ancestor of the Feng family of Flame City, the powerful archmage, must have come to this continent.

Secondly, the Holy Flame Gate sealed by the Five Positives outside the Flame City must have nothing to do with the Ember Continent, but other Void Tunnels or some planetary continent.

In the end, Wu Zheng chose this opportunity to resolutely open the "Gate of Apocalypse" over the Western Wilderness, of course, knowing that the matter had reached a situation that could not be hidden.

Feng Lan knew that he could no longer fight, but to quickly search and find the former foothold of the Supreme Archmage Ancestor.

Even if the ancestors did not leave anything, there should be something to be found.

After some careful advice, Feng Lan left Yangdingtian and headed towards the middle of the Ember Continent.

A cloud appeared in front of him, stopping the storm.

In the Ember Continent, there are almost no such majestic white clouds.

The mountains are covered with fog, and smoke envelops the mountains.

The wind chases the fog, and the clouds drift away with the fog.

Clouds and mist rolled around on several hills, like smoke and waves.

Wisps of white mist rose from the mountain stream, like fireworks in the world, lingering and drifting.

Along the way, he has eliminated thirty-seven hordes of supernatural and ferocious creatures, and his path has soared.

To say that these clouds are also a creature?

Fenglan really couldn't believe it.

The creatures we have seen so far are all in the form of substance.

Stormworth came to the peak of the most cloudy mountain.

Suddenly, I saw white clouds and mist surging in, pouring into the fish-white space in the east.

Feng Lan shook his head with a wry smile, and said in his heart: What a greedy Oriental fish white, he swallows everything.

This time, he didn't stop, but walked down the mountain road.

At the foot of the mountain, an octagonal pavilion looms.

Fenglan ran over with three steps and two steps, and as soon as he entered the pavilion, he entered the familiar octagonal pavilion.

A skull-shaped emerald jade stone that rotates slightly.

Neat bookshelves, still blocked by turquoise smoke, impossible to approach.

Fenglan's expression was slightly in a trance, and he was in the octagonal pavilion again.

This change was completely unexpected.

The octagonal pavilion that once appeared in the snowy region is like being there here.

It's just that it's still like a dream.

Feng Lan settled down, and his bright eyes swept over the gazebo and landed on the round stone case in the middle.

The red pen, the red ink ingot, and the heart-shaped inkstone are placed on the stone case.

Feng Lan slowly sat on the stone bench, took out the "Tai Chi Shen Gong", and placed it in the middle, which happened to be the four pieces of the study.

Feng Lan thought to himself, there was once a person sitting in this pavilion, dipping a red pen into the red ink in the inkstone, or writing, or painting.

Whether it will be a branch talisman on the first side of the crafting spell, but I can't be sure.

Fenglan most thought of reading in the octagonal pavilion.

However, for the time being, the opportunity has not yet come.

He put away the pen and inkstone, and then left.

Just walked out of the gazebo,

A powerful force of attraction hits,

Instantly swept the wind into a space-time tunnel,

After passing through the darkness,

Suddenly the eyes are bright.