"Angelica!"

The little fish sang a melodious chant.

Fenglan's waist straightened suddenly, and he broke free from the dream.

"Welcome to the Penglai Immortal Sect's predecessors." Feng Lan said angrily.

When everyone heard this, they were shocked and looked at it one after another.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Ye said softly, "Penglai Mountain, on an island of ice and fire in the North Pole. Penglai Immortal Sect is only a legend from 10,000 years ago, and it has never appeared in the world for 10,000 years."

"He fought continuously, and he hallucinated." Demon Sect disciple Xuanwu smiled, "If there really is a Penglai Immortal Sect, it will still be across the sea from our Holy Sect!"

Qinglong's face gradually sank, and he remained silent.

Fenglan had to track down the sound of insects again, but there was no trace, and he doubted his previous judgment.

Among what he has seen and heard, only the legendary Penglai Immortal Sect has the same confusing rhythm as before, which is called an "ethereal journey" by the world.

What made him even more puzzling was that the secret realm where Xiao Yu was located was actually awakened.

What does the "angelica" of small fish mean?

Suddenly, a thin voice came.

Feng Lan stretched out his right hand, his index finger snapped, and a beam of green light shot into the void, catching up with the ethereal sound, and suddenly a large blue and blue light ball ring was generated, constantly expanding, and emitting a squeaking insect sound.

"Penglai Immortal Sect?"

"Ethereal Journey?"

Everyone present was shocked, and several people shouted loudly.

"Yo, how can the Wind Alliance Lord's deeds be so clever?" A woman's voice whispered, "Being able to see the ethereal journey in the subtleties of heaven and earth is the cultivation of the Yin and Yang Mantra, the Yang Mantra, and the Heart Appreciation Mantra. Powerful, powerful, no wonder it's someone who has entered the Temple of Heavenly Sleep."

"Why don't you show up when you come from afar?" Feng Lan secretly locked on the other party's traces, and said in his heart, "As soon as the Penglai Immortal Sect appears, it will see through the secret of the Yin and Yang Spell, which is unlikely."

He thought of the Yunzhong Immortal who went to the Northern Regions, and said in his heart: It is probably the Penglai Immortal Sect invited by the Yunzhong Immortal. What is their relationship?

"Wind Alliance Master, the little women will not show up for the time being, stay far away, and watch how this drama ends." The woman whispered, "The real enemies are coming soon. Wind Alliance Master, you see that some are busy."

"Devil's trick!"

Feng Lan snorted coldly, and the Imperial Seven Star Immortal Sword slashed through the void.

Suddenly, a white flower appeared, and the stamens inside the petals seemed to be soaked in blood, and blood was dripping.

"Oops!"

Fenglan secretly screamed, and the seven-star sword instantly crossed the top of his head, his right hand did not leave the hilt, and his left hand held the tip of the sword.

Also in the electric flint, wisps of blood-colored light emitted from the blood-colored stamens inside the white flowers, shooting towards the ball of Qingyun light. Once the two sides interacted, the thin light at the tip of the needle was like a string, and a slender hand gently plucked the string, emitting a melodious and beautiful natural sound.

Feng Lan used the seven-star sword for the first time to cast a spell, and there were many inner mysteries that were not understood at all, but the situation was urgent, and he couldn't take care of a lot, and suddenly the mountains and rivers were activated, and the Sacred Heart Mantra existed as if it were inside, running together. It is difficult for the heavenly magic sound to sound rhythmically and rhythmically, but it becomes a terrifying echo of ghosts crying wolves.

At the same time, the seven-colored stars on the body of the seven-star sword lit up in turn, reflecting under the sky, just pointing north of the bucket handle, and the eye of the demon moon was at the mouth of the bucket. It's like a giant python swallowing the moon.

"How so?"

The woman's voice exclaimed.

In a moment, the "Heavenly Gate" above the Eye of the Demon Moon was torn open again, and the blood was like a river of blood bursting the embankment, turning into a waterfall that came from nine days. Don't go anywhere else, rush straight into the blood-colored petals, and then flow along the wisps of blood-colored strings into the Qingyun light ball with the seven-star sword as the core. The endless mysterious energy that came with it was swallowed up by the oriental fish white.

Dongfang Yubai also seems to be unable to fully absorb the energy transmitted by the blood, and it continues to overflow.

The real carnival is the dry branch of the inner dantian in the wind, and its devouring power completely suppresses the incense burner of the outer dantian, as if it is a long drought and a rain.

Fenglan could feel that the small dry branch buried in the dantian was growing delicate roots and constantly expanding.

Fenglan's Dao Xing soared into the sky, and in a moment, he broke through from the middle level of the foundation building realm to the high level, and the blood-colored scale armor of the whole body was bright.

What was especially strange was that the seven-colored stars reflected next to the Eye of the Demon Moon actually bloomed with a flower of the same color. The flowers first bloomed, and the "Heavenly Gate" above the Eye of the Demon Moon was like a wound, slowly healing. It's just that the Eye of the Demon Moon in the shape of a string moon continued to become round until it stopped in a semicircle.

Feng Lan couldn't move for a while.

I saw that the white flower slowly fell on the hilt of the Seven Star Sword, which happened to be embedded in a shallow imprint.

The mark on the hilt of the sword, even Feng Lan had never paid attention to it, at this moment, it looked like the "scar" that had plucked the flower.

Fenglan stopped casting the spell and gently held the hilt of the sword, the flower was just at the position of the tiger's mouth, like a girl's smiling face.

Feng Lan thought for a while, Yukong returned to his original position, and then looked to the northeast, only to see a group of seven beautiful girls, wearing goose yellow thin shirts, standing side by side, all of them thinking.

"It seems that the rumors are true." Gui Huo Invincible spoke, "It is rumored that Penglai Fairy, the companion of Zhangtian Immortal Jun's childhood sweetheart, left Immortal Jun and went to Penglai Mountain in the North Pole to establish Penglai Immortal Sect. This flower is called the Seven Wounds Flower."

Feng Lan was silent, only to feel that the Seven Star Sword was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't breathe.

Master passed the sword, but I was afraid that I never thought that there would be this encounter and this opportunity.

Perhaps, the Holy Talisman has never had such expectations for Fenglan.

Who would have thought that the Penglai Immortal Sect, which had never been seen for thousands of years, would mysteriously appear outside Demon Moon City.

Feng Lan solemnly put away the Seven Star Immortal Sword, looked at the seven women, and was about to speak.

"Wind Alliance Lord, the Seven Wounds Flower has returned to the Seven Star Sword, and you must already know the reason." The girl in the middle was the first to speak.

"Sorry, I don't know what is going on." Feng Lan said bluntly, Guihai Invincible and Yang Ye next to him looked at him mysteriously, Feng Lan continued, "All the Taoist friends of the Penglai Immortal Sect have come from thousands of miles away, whether they are friends or enemies, you might as well show your identity. Otherwise, today, the people of Demon Moon City are mixed, and the leader of this alliance is afraid that it will be difficult to take care of it."

Guihai Invincible and Yang Ye suddenly understood.

How could Fenglan admit at this time something that was difficult to understand 10,000 years ago?

Any past matter of the Palm Heaven Immortal Monarch will affect the face of the Palm Heaven Sect, and even involve countless secrets that future generations cannot imagine.

No matter how arrogant and arrogant Feng Lan is, it is impossible to easily make any unrealistic judgment or even admit it to the most important person of the Hehe sect.

Feng Lan was thinking about how to inform the sect of this matter as soon as possible.

Nowadays, no one around me can dominate it.

Unexpectedly, the seven people also simply landed in the sky and stood on the right side of the storm.

"The Heavenly Sect is in great difficulty. We were ordered by our master to go south, just to do a little bit." The girl in the middle said in a very soft voice, "The embers of the sea will change dramatically soon. If you can't control the great changes in the Starfall Sea, the Palm Sky Mountain Range will cease to exist."

"Thank you!" Feng Lan said in a deep voice, and said in his heart: No wonder more and more monks are coming.

"The place of the incident, could it be that this Demon Moon City?" Fenglan's mind was in a hurry, and he couldn't help but ask.

"It's not clear." The girl said, "Demon Moon City does have a key point in the Star Falling Sea. However, it is difficult to predict exactly how it will erupt."

Feng Lan clearly remembered that when he left the Ember Sea, a vision had occurred in the depths of the Ember Sea.

Less than three months have passed, and I have never received a message from Master.

If Demon Moon City or the Starfall Sea really suddenly changed drastically, how could they deter the heroes and quell this disaster.

"Wind Alliance Lord, it's lively here." A rough and rough voice came, interrupting Feng Lan's thoughts, "Yo, the little friends of the Demon Sect are here, rare, rare. Hey, there's also the beautiful Xiaodao girlfriend of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Tsk, five famous families, why only two are coming. The other three is precisely not not not to give

The face of our Wind Alliance? Uh, the ten major sword villages are here, wonderful, wonderful."

"The Lone Wanderer." Yang Ye said in a low voice, "This guy, the first level of the Jindan Realm, has cultivated a mysterious method. He once severely injured my master. At one point, I suspected that my master had been killed."

"Hmm, it turned out to be a senior monk of the Mitian Sect, I thought it was a bald donkey of that faction." A red-faced middle-aged dealer came over, glared at Yang Ye, bowed slightly to Fenglan, and said, "The lone traveler greets the alliance leader." Z.br>

"The arrival of the predecessors is the luck of the wind and the luck of the Demon Moon City." Feng Lan replied without being humble or arrogant.

"Alliance leader, on the way here, I heard that there will be a great change in the Starfall Sea." The lone traveler picked up the phoenix eye and said, "I wonder what the alliance leader has prepared?"

"Oh?" Feng Lan said indifferently, "I don't know much about the Starfall Sea, and I've never heard of any major changes."

"Huh?" The lone wanderer's face was slightly gloomy, "Alliance leader, you really don't know? Haven't heard of it?"

"Seriously." Feng Lan said, "If the seniors are willing, I would like to hear about it."

"In a few words, I can't say clearly." The lone wanderer pondered, "However, I wonder if the Alliance Master has heard the legend of the Circle of Fate?"

"I've destroyed a sect called the Sect of Fate." Fenglan's nerves seemed to be pulled by something.

He thought of the large number of ancient books of the Destiny Sect that he had copied, but he never took it seriously and did not look at it carefully.

If it has anything to do with the Circle of Fate, then there must be traces in those ancient books.

"Gotta find a way to end this." Feng Lan Xindao.

"That's just a small sect of cultivation that doesn't enter the stream." The Lone Wanderer pondered for a moment and continued, "There are countless legends about the Circle of Fate. The legend passed down by my ancestor is related to an ancient god. Master Zu once saw the ancient gods with human heads and snake tails wrapped around a seven-colored ring, spitting out the sun, moon and stars. Its saliva "liquefied into the starfall sea, causing the sea to rise by three feet."

"The Seven Wounds Flower has returned to the Seven Star Sword, and your ambition to win the alliance leader should also be collected." An old voice said loudly, "Ah, Akamatsu meets the alliance leader."

Feng Lan saw a red-bearded old man come forward to salute, and hurriedly returned the salute and said, "Senior, it's too polite."

When he spoke, there was no sense of humility, and the etiquette of the alliance leader was as it should be.

In this moment's effort, monks of all shapes and shapes poured in from all directions, and no one or one force showed hostile behaviors and intentions to Fenglan, but they couldn't rectify Fenglan.