The wind fell on a sword light, and the surrounding light was all over the sky, as if the Great Wilderness Mountain and the sky were bonded together.

A soft force slowed down, leading Fenglan out of the magic weapon light and landing on the square.

"I came back alive."

More than a dozen people chanted in unison.

Fenglan stabilized his body, saw the situation clearly, and vaguely predicted that after he was the first to enter, no one else entered.

He thought to himself, this is fine, otherwise, these Terran elites will definitely not be able to cope with the gray silt and tendrils, and will only die in vain.

The higher the risk, the greater the benefit.

However, when life is at stake, it only takes one chance to make a mistake or fail, and it's all over.

Alive, the future is undecided, everyone is possible.

"Building a Foundation?"

A voice whispered.

"Not like that!"

Another said with a frown.

There was a white mist lingering on Fenglan's body, which did not disperse, and everyone mistakenly thought that it was the "cloud phase" after the foundation was successfully built.

Fenglan himself also wondered, how could he bring the white cloud back?

Although that kind of cloud can be swallowed by Dongfang Yubai, it has no effect on itself.

At the same time, due to the sudden suction that sucked him away, there was no time to track down the mysterious white mist.

"Senior Brother Fenglan, the family teacher is invited."

The person who came was gentle and elegant, with a majestic bearing, and the natural breath of his gestures suppressed the majesty of Fenglan.

"Fenglan met with Senior Brother."

Feng Lan has seen the end of the Tianlong Hall and the others, and there is no such coercion, so it is speculated that this person must be the head of the twelve Buddhas of the famous Buddhism. Chinese Net

See, a pair of tiger eyes above the horizontal word thick eyebrows, big ears, medium and well-proportioned figure, a well-fitting pale yellow robe, very rich in Buddhist treasures.

In the past 60 years, he has been recognized as the first person of the new generation of Wuzheng.

"Senior Brother Feng, don't be polite, come with me." Said with a smile.

Feng Lan and saw that he came to the Qingming Hall on the left side of the Tianlong Palace.

All the people in the temple were standing.

The five old monks and the four middle-aged monks are the senior monks of the Tianlong Palace.

The others were the other four deacons and elders, all of whom were pillars of their own sects.

Except for the people of the Five Righteous Sects, none of the people from the other factions who were invited to worship the mountain gate were present.

After the Fenglan Xing worshipped, according to the question of the monk Furong, he told the truth, and only hid the two things of Yang Dingtian and the foal.

After the elders of each faction tracked and probed with secret methods, it was determined that Fenglan was already at the beginning of the foundation building realm, which was very complete.

"The Yin Yang Dantian only exists in ancient legends." The Puji Divine Monk said, "The Wind Donor has this adventure, and it is inevitable that the cultivation of the true cultivation will be much more bumpy. However, once you have cultivated to the fullest, you can get a glimpse of the realm beyond the mortal realm, and the future is immeasurable, benefiting all living beings and all souls."

"Thank you for the teachings."

Fenglan saluted respectfully, but thought in his heart, the old monk has the intention of beating me, once he goes astray in the future, the disaster will be far greater than the blessing.

In other words, the suppression of the Palm Heaven Sect is not such a worry.

Historically, people who have made great contributions have often had extraordinary destructive power.

Therefore, in the 10,000-year inheritance of the human race, the road of the mean has always been consistent.

"I'm going my own way." Feng Lan said in his heart, "One day, no one will be able to restrain me."

"The last words left by Patriarch Fubo have been confirmed, and there is absolutely no falsehood." The abbot of the Heavenly Dragon Hall said in a deep voice, "The Ember Continent is the barrier that the Taiming Continent relies on to survive. In comparison, it is a continent that has not yet been polluted by the dark forces."

Feng Lan was stunned, and said in his heart: I only said that it was a strange continent, and I didn't say the word "spirit ember".

On second thought, many of his inferences were confirmed.

It's just, who is "Fubo"? How come you've never heard of it?

Judging from the tone of the Furong Divine Monk, this person's status is by no means inferior to that of the sky

The patriarch of the Dragon Palace, Tianzang and Shilong.

That is, the ancient sages of the human race should be on a par with the nine saints of the human race.

Such a character is not known to the world and does not conform to common sense.

"In this way, the Yang Dao of the Gate of the Apocalypse is connected to the more dangerous Warhammer Continent.

With the cultivation of the new generation of disciples of the Five Orthodox Sects, I am afraid that it will be difficult to cope with, and in the end, it will add to the losses."

"What Brother Yuanhang Dao said is true. In case of major losses, once the demons on the Taiming Continent are everywhere, we won't even be able to keep this space for survival."

When others are silent, they are acquiescing.

Fenglan Xindao, it turned out that I entered the underworld path of the Gate of the Apocalypse and went to the Ember Continent. Come to think of it, the factions really want to know about the situation of the other world, the Warhammer Continent, but it is inconvenient to speak.

"Fenglan is willing to go to the Warhammer Continent and find out a little." Fenglan Road.

"The Warhammer Continent has only been seen in the Buddhist magic weapon [Spirit Mirror], and no human race has ever been there.

According to Patriarch Fubo, that continent is shaped like a sledgehammer floating in the universe.

There are many rainforest wetlands, many strange beasts and fierce birds, and many heterogeneous species.

According to the Patriarch's speculation, it should be an incomplete planet that was shattered by the war and then drifted into the vast universe."

Fu Rong sighed for a while, and said, "My nephew is willing to go, and it is actually a blessing for the Taiming Continent to find out a little."

"Wind Master Nephew, the Warhammer Continent is by no means comparable to the Ember Continent, so think twice before acting." Jianye is truly humane.

"Master, the disciple is not afraid of death, and is only willing to do a little bit for the sect." Fenglan Road.

On this trip, Zhangtianzong was headed by Jianye Zhenren.

If there is really a large amount of losses, even if the sect is not held accountable and blamed, it will be difficult for Jianye Zhenren to save face.

Fenglan is high-spirited, full of pride, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, although thousands of people go to me.

The monks and elders discussed and opened the door of the apocalypse.

After the wind entered, he was surrounded by thousands of rays of light, like an immortal.

It is a stark contrast to the endless darkness of the underworld.

It's just that the good times don't last long.

The wind drifted out of the glow of the sun, and a spark of lightning from a hundred miles away came in an instant.

When he saw that it was a fire-eyed dragon eagle, the eagle's claws were already grasping at his chest.

Suddenly, Fenglan's body was red, the red scale armor protected the body, and the sharp claws of the dragon eagle slid through, leaving shallow marks.

Feng Lan felt that his chest was torn open, and his internal organs surged out, and he immediately ran the magic trick to stop the great pain.

The second offensive of the Fire-Eyed Dragon Eagle has arrived.

The wind swept into the air, and layers of ice arrows attacked the birds of prey like a mountain and a sea.

In an instant, he took the seven-star sword and melted into the cluster of ice arrows, piercing his throat with a sword, and the tip of the sword pierced into the heart of the bird of prey.

The moment the Seven Star Sword was drawn, the burning flame blood burst out and sprayed on Feng Lan's body.

The wind seemed to burn blood, and the white clouds around his body slowly dissipated as if they were burning.

Suddenly, he felt that the burning blood did indeed flow into the marks of the red scale armor, and then spread to the scale armor all over his body, and the scale armor became thicker and thicker.

Feng Lan didn't care much, carrying the corpse of the dragon eagle and flying high.

Suddenly, a rocky mountain rose from the ground, and both arms and legs appeared one by one, and the head also emerged from the top of the mountain.

"It's a strange familiar situation."

Feng Lan thought to himself, the Warhammer Continent and the Ember Continent were both connected by the Gate of the Apocalypse, and it was reasonable to have such a similar situation.

At this moment, the stone mountain, shaped like a giant in the sky, began to run.

Judging from the form alone, this stone mountain giant is not as tall and wide as Yangdingtian.

However, its agility and strength are difficult to reach one ten-thousandth of the sky.

Fenglan lowered the altitude of the Sky Flight and followed behind the Stone Mountain Giant.

About half an hour later, a towering tree came into view.

The towering tree, the whole body is black, the dry and cracked bark is about to fall off, and the more you go to the top, the more branches and leaves

Sparse and running at the same speed.

Then, in less than half an hour, more than 100 giant creatures of different shapes gathered at the foot of a flaming mountain, serving religiously.

The wind slipped down on a rock behind the back of the stone mountain giant's head, carefully searching for anomalies.

The flaming mountain, most of which is hidden in the clouds, is as far as the eye can see, and the red magma is tumbling and rushing wantonly, constantly churning from the inside out.

The secret thing is that there is no burning sensation, but a strange coldness continues to spread.

The giant creatures at the foot of the Flaming Mountain have entered a frozen state, like clay sculptures and stone sculptures.

A layer of "ice" also appeared on the red scale armor on Feng Lan's body.

Where the flaming magma meets the clouds, a shadow emerges.

The upper part of the shadow is completely normal, wearing a large round hat on his head, but the lower part seems to be decorated with many strips of cloth, fluttering in the wind.

Feng Lan couldn't help but gasp, it turned out to be exactly the same as his own form in that dream world—ghost form.

Suddenly, the Ghost Shadow waved the blue scepter in his hand, chanting the words, and finally shouted in a high-pitched voice, "God's conquest!"

The pious at the foot of the mountain, as if thawed, raised their heads one after another, and after a short pause, rushed towards the right side of the mountain.

The ghost shadow floats high in the sky, clinging to a blue scepter, standing on its toes, and occasionally making strange noises, like chanting incantations, like cursing.

Fenglan hid under the rocks, silently observing, wondering what kind of existence this was? Can Oriental Yubai swallow it?

Three hours later, this strange army came to the edge of a huge lake.

Strange water people rushed out of the lake, frantically attacking the invaders.

Blue, green, gray and other colors of the water people are not the opponents of the stone mountain giants and big trees at all.

However, the water man seems to be an immortal thing, and after being broken, it flows into the lake, and soon coalesces into a new water man.

At the same time, with each recondensation, the form and strength are doubled.

Feng Lan even felt that the reborn water man had a very different intelligence.

After the fifth round of attacks, the big water people who appeared had begun to use tactics, focusing on strikes, breaking through at a single point, and there were light clusters and sword-shaped water columns that appeared.

The ghostly form in the sky roared and silently chanted a spell.

In the next moment, an army of stone mountain giants and big trees ran over the water people and rushed into the lake.

Edgeworth dodged away and stood in the bushes behind him to watch the battle.

Sure enough, a water stick protruded from the center of the lake, sweeping across the intruders, and all of them were knocked out of the lake under one stick.

A frog's paw grabs the end of a water stick.

Looking at the water stick, grabbing the other end of the water stick, there is a giant bullfrog that seems to be condensed from plant ash.

Barbed tentacles are growing on the claws of frogs that are deeply embedded in the water stick, and they are spreading deeper and deeper along the water stick.

An angry roar came from the center of the lake.

Boom~

Thundered~

With a loud noise, a phantom figure rushed out of the lake.

A sea of blue thunder and lightning suddenly formed in the sky, mercilessly striking the phantom.

In an instant, the ghost in the sky rushed into the lake like a falling meteor.

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded in the depths of Fenglan's mind.

In the fish-white space of the East, there are many more cracks.

Fenglan woke up from his dizziness and saw the bottom of the lake through the oriental fish white.

The ghost broke the last bronze chain and removed the red wooden box.

I don't know what kind of magic it cast, the red wooden box lit up with a strange colorful luster, but the bottom of the wooden box was a blood cloud rolling.

"Coffin?"

Fenglan exclaimed.

The blood cloud was rolling, and he had been in it, and he had seen it with his own eyes, and he had received the Sacred Heart Mantra.

"Straight "mother" thief, finally got a real one."

A clear, familiar sound came from the bottom of the lake.