"Alliance leader, the Demon Sect, the Five Blood Pupils, Penglai, and Chaotian Sect, what are the three forces secretly looking for."

"What?"

Fenglan tried his best to exercise restraint and squinted at the visitor.

The man couldn't help but take three steps back, barely standing firm.

"My subordinates take the liberty of asking, have the alliance leaders heard of the legend of the 'Great Evil King'?"

"Nope!" Feng Lan replied calmly, and said in his heart: How could he know about the affairs of the third world?

Feng Lan thought of that frozen world, short memories, only pain and helplessness.

"The Great Evil King was once the strongest combat force of the human race to defeat the demon race.

On the eve of the Terran attack on the ancient city of Taihong, six of the Nine Saints joined forces to kill the "Great Evil King" and directly erase his deeds, so that to this day, no one knows anything about this great hero of the Terran race.

What the Six Saints never expected was that only the Great Evil King had mastered the prescription for cracking the Purple Mang poison and the method of refining the venom."

"Are you a descendant of the Great Evil King?" Feng Lan asked.

"No!" The man's body was deeply shocked, "The subordinate is Ximen Chong, a disciple of the Demon Moon City Destiny Sect!"

"Oh?" Feng Lan's face changed slightly, "Fate Sect, secretly treats young boys and girls like dogs, and captures and kills them at will, what is the reason?"

"The Fate Sect, although the sect is small, the time for the creation of the sect is equivalent to that of the Five Positives, and it has lasted for more than 10,000 years.

It's just because the founding patriarch of this sect, "Shiyong Immortal Jun", is one of the countless human elites who followed the "Great Evil King" who survived.

"Shi Yong Immortal King" did not receive the inheritance of the "Great Evil King", but by chance, he obtained a hand-pierced "Fate" of the "Great Evil King", which contained the whimsical cultivation method of the "Great Evil King".

Because of this, the "Shiyong Immortal King" founded the Destiny Sect, and realized that the "Great Evil King" has a secret treasure place.

This secret has been passed down by the successive heads of the sect, and none of the disciples in the sect know about it.

It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it varies from person to person, and the more the head of the sect grows in the future, the more he loses patience and begins to use evil demon magic techniques, and the "Blood Sacrifice Demon Soul" encountered by the alliance leader is only one of the demon arts."

"For one's own selfish desires, to mutilate innocent lives, even if they obtain treasures, they will only be poisonous.

Those who cultivate the true path have no compassion at all, and they will only be more cruel and unenlightened than animals, and they are really self-inflicted and cannot live."

"The Bishop of the League is very right.

The alliance leader used thunderous means to destroy the Destiny Sect, only killing the first evil, and letting go of the other disciples who were confused, it is really a clear distinction between right and wrong, rewarding the good and punishing the evil in an orderly and orderly manner, and the surviving disciples of the Destiny Sect are all admired.

It's just that what I can't wait for is that if, as the "Shi Yong Immortal Monarch" of this sect says, there really is a treasure place, I hope to ask the alliance leader to take action and obtain it."

"How about you get a piece of the pie?"

"Yes!" The man was stunned and said, "Not all, this matter is related to the safety of the alliance leader!"

"How?"

"My subordinates remember that when the head of this sect taught the magic talismans, he mentioned one thing, the 'Great Evil King' was a disciple of an archmage who knew the authentic witchcraft of the witch clan.

The "witchcraft" drawn with blood and animal skins can summon ghosts and séance, and is infinitely powerful, far from being comparable to the three-inch yellow paper of the human race and the talisman drawn by dansha.

The subordinates heard that the leader of the alliance was the descendant of an archmage.

"I am indeed a descendant of the Archmage of Tianhong, a descendant of the Archmage who knows nothing about the glory of the ancestors."

"If there is a book in the treasure that records the treacherous events of the clouds and waves ten thousand years ago, the truth can be revealed to the world,

So, what will the descendants of those who joined forces to kill the "Great Evil King" do back then?"

"Cut down the grass and root it, and thoroughly wash the white of their ancestors." Feng Lan said, "Just for this, I don't expect you to dare to approach me as a disciple of the Destiny Sect. If you need any help, just say it."

"The subordinates are not talented, and if you want to rebuild the Destiny Sect, please ask the alliance leader for permission." Ximen Chong said very simply, "The subordinates have gathered the other fellow sects of the Fate Sect, and they are willing to set up a great foundation for the alliance leader

Credit, in return."

"As long as you don't gather in the mountains and wilderness and harm the innocent, no one has the right to 'force to stop you from reopening the mountain gates.'

If you repeat the mistakes of those who came before you, even if people don't ask, the heavens will punish them."

Feng Lan said, thinking that this didn't seem to be his ultimate goal, this person had some city government, and it would be up to him to see what he did next.

"Thank you for the favor." Ximen Chong saluted respectfully, "Alliance leader, please look at this pattern."

Ximen Chong quickly unfolded a landscape pattern depicted by grass and gray, surrounded by mountains, three floods rushed, but a canyon winding path through the secluded, as if winding out of the mountains, and as if spreading to the depths of the mountains.

Feng Lan has made some achievements in feng shui physiognomy, but at first glance, he can't see the reason, so he casually said, "The torrent of 10,000 years ago may not still be there now."

"Alliance Leader Takami." Simon Chong rejoiced, "I climbed the mountains and waded through the water with the others, and found a terrain that was very similar to this map, but there was no water. This picture was stolen from the ancestral shrine by an uncle of this sect, and after being killed by the alliance leader, it was picked up by the disciple of the uncle."

"In my opinion, let's not come forward and release the news about this matter." Fenglan Road.

"What does the alliance leader mean that the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind?"

"I don't care about any treasures, the wealth I have is enough for me to cultivate for eight hundred years.

Second, there are many masters in this world, there are as many as cattle hairs, I don't know how many, there are greedy and cunning, there are insidious and despicable people, and there are very few people who are above board, if there are really them, who can stop a bloody killing?

The Three Fate Sect has been poor for more than 10,000 years and dozens of generations, and has not been able to find it, but I am afraid that the strength of me and you alone is far from enough.

The four and five Zheng must have already received the news, and they will secretly send people to spy on them, and if I look for them myself, it will be difficult to balance the forces of all parties. Z.br>

Fifth, I have been plotted by others, and my Taoism has not been restored, not only can I not help you, but I will also drag you down, and I really can't do it myself.

Therefore, I suggest a clever way to get the news out there and let them fight for it.

If the treasure is really in the first place, I will do everything I can to compensate you for your loss."

Feng Lan said in a deep voice.

Simon Chong said, "My subordinates understand the intentions of the alliance leader."

"Thank you!" "When delivering news, you must be more careful. If you can earn spirit crystals, don't feel sorry for others."

As Feng Lan spoke, he walked into the wooden shed and sat down on the wooden chair, his body's meridians and acupuncture points trembled violently, and there was a strange resonance and resonance towards his heart, and there seemed to be a gurgling stream around his heart.

Feng Lan slowly closed his eyes, listened to the murmuring of the stream, and gradually fell asleep into the secret land like a clean picture.

There is a beautiful girl in a goose yellow brocade dress standing in the secret realm,

Her beautiful face, snow-white skin, eyes seemed to contain a clear elf light, and her gentle smile revealed a trace of inexplicable mystery, which made Fenglan fall into confusion for a while.

It should be a "fish" here.

"Who are you?" Feng Lan asked mechanically.

"Mind cultivators, have no distractions, no desires, no fears、...... the girl continued slowly.

Feng Lan gradually entered another dream, trying to perceive the mystery of this secret land, there was still the sound of gurgling streams in his ears, and a mysterious pattern appeared in front of him, mainly dark blue, with a small dot in the center, and a circle of exquisite fish scale patterns on the periphery, each pattern seemed to contain a mysterious power.

He could feel the infinite number of roads in front of him, and he curled up in a corner, staring, trying to count the paths in front of him.

No matter how hard he dedicated, there were only twenty roads left in front of him, no matter how he counted, he could only count to the twentieth road, and when he saw the end, there was only one road left in his eyes—a small path that gradually exuded red.

Feng Lan slowly stretched out his right hand, and a jet-black double-edged axe appeared in the palm of his hand, and the blade of the axe flashed with starlight.

"Order Axe! This is one of the three ancestral relics of the Flame City Feng family."

Fenglan stood up, grasped the handle of the axe, stepped out of his left foot, felt that it was inappropriate, and withdrew his left foot

, took his right foot, stepped towards the sheep intestine path, stepped into the air, rolled into the dark and heavy earth pit, and the familiar sound of collapse was heard around.

Feng Lan hurriedly stood up, confirming that it was the collapsed pit of Buyue Peak.

He hid in the shadows, sat on the floor, and pondered the brief scene that had taken place before.

The little fish in the secret realm did not appear, but was replaced by a beautiful girl, what is the origin of that mysterious fish shadow?

Fenglan's thoughts kept going back and forth on the three shadows and three little hands that had appeared behind him.

It seems that after they leave, they are constantly changing and progressing in the world that belongs to them.