"Elder Zheng, what kind of family do you say this fish human race is?" Xin Fang retracted his mind and asked, pointing to the mural. Shi Zheng shook his head and said, "Their bloodline is too domineering, and I can't sense the details." Xin Fang nodded, even more sure that if he wanted to find the imperial prince and county lord, strength was the key.

Xin Fang stared at the mural again, raised his sword with his right hand, and summoned a small holy fire, pointing at the fish with the highest magic breath in it. When Xin Fang sensed that the inner essence of the little holy flame had changed from the original Xuanjin to red, he immediately stopped, and this Cheng Dù's blood red was enough to ensure that he would not be discovered when he sensed this fish human race.

Xin Fang withdrew the small sacred fire, but in the process, he suddenly discovered that the magic breath of the fish he had originally used to explore was actually only the earth system. Xin Fang was surprised by this conclusion, and he made a discovery to Shizheng. The lion was also vague about this, and he also released his magic sense to explore the fish, but what he got was a response from the middle level of the demon system.

"How's that?" Xin Fang asked. The lion was retracting his sense and said to Xin Fang, "The middle level of the demon system. Xin Fang was puzzled, so he released his magic consciousness to cover the body of the fish, but he still came to the conclusion that the fish was only an earth cultivation. He looked at Shi Zheng and said, "Earth system." ”

Hearing Xin Fang's certification, the lion was deep in thought, and he wondered: "How can the earth system pass through the gray flow belt? Could it be that the gray flow belt has become weaker?" but he quickly denied his conjecture, the gray flow belt is the final destination of the mana ruins after the fall of many powerhouses in the three continents of the Strange Realm, and its power will only increase with the flow of time, how can it become weaker?

"Could it be...... Time Mystery!" Lion's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have found the final answer. Xin Fang was also interested, and asked, "What do you say about this?" Shi Zheng said: "They may have been endowed with the mysteries of time, so they borrowed the future law. Xin Fang suddenly refreshed his senses, and he asked, "Can the time mystic still borrow the future?"

"Do you want to cultivate?" Shi Zheng asked when he saw the blazing heat in Xin Fang's eyes. Xin Fang nodded and said, "I want to try." The lion nodded. Said solemnly: "But I want to remind you that the time mystic is really difficult to cultivate, first of all, the opportunity is difficult to find, and the higher the time mystery, the easier it is to make people lost, and some strong people will never be able to get out of time even if they are addicted to time." ”

"Old, I'm willing to give it a try. Xin Fang said categorically. He always has to become stronger, so what are the difficulties and setbacks he has to experience in the process? What's more, the negativity of the time mystery is not set for him alone, and he must face the difficulties if he wants to step on the mountain of time mystery.

The lion saw a magical spirit in Xin Fang, and he was deeply infected by Xin Fang's dedication to the cultivation of time mysteries, and said: "There is indeed a holy place for cultivating time mysteries in the Lion Domain. Since you want to go, go for it. Shi Zheng suddenly sighed, and said in a melancholy tone: "Xin Fang, if you meet my apprentice among them, take a good look at him for me." ”

"Your apprentice?" Xin Fang didn't expect that Shi Zheng still had an apprentice, and he rarely saw Shi Zheng so sad. Shi Zheng nodded and said, "My apprentice's name is Shi Xiaotian, and he was originally a cultivation wizard who is rare to see in my Lion Domain for thousands of years. Twenty years ago, he suddenly proposed to go to the Holy Land to cultivate the mysteries of time, and at first I refused to agree. Hatred and regret bulged in Shizheng's eyes, and he said, "Later, because of my selfishness. I just wanted the Lion Domain to win the false name of the head of the Five Domains, so I finally agreed to Xiaotian's request, but I never thought that this would make him fall into a state of no return. Shi Zheng clenched his fists and said bitterly, "I let him only cultivate at the first level of the Holy Land. But in the end, he didn't listen to me. It's all me, an old fool, who has missed Xiaotian's great future!" the lion was looking up to the sky and slammed his chest with his right fist.

"Don't worry, I will definitely do my best to pull out Brother Xiaotian who is lost in time!" Xin Fang said with a heavy hand. The lion nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you." Xin Fanglian waved his hand and said, "It's too serious." The lion said again: "If you find Xiaotian." You tell him: Let him pass the events of the past, and hope that he will go back. Xin Fang saw that the lion was in pain, and knew that it was his heart. So I didn't ask much and nodded in agreement.

Shi Zheng looked at Xin Fang carefully again, and said, "Speaking of which, you are even more powerful than Xiao Tian, you have mastered the mysteries of space, and you are actually more suitable for surviving in time." If there is any accident, you have to use the space mysteries in time to convey the message to me, and I will pull you back immediately. ”

Shi Zheng paused, thoughtfully, and then said to Xin Fang: "No matter how much you perceive, it's better for you to stay in the first layer of cultivation, and don't repeat the mistakes of the past." The first layer is close to the time mystery, and it is only outside its scope of action, so you will not be led by the time mystery when you cultivate there. This is the terrain of the first and second layers of the Holy Land, so take a good look at it. As he spoke, the lion sent a message to Xin Fang.

"Thank you for your words. Xin Fang received the message flow and thanked him, "Elder Zheng, can you let me go to the Holy Land now?" Shi Zheng knew that Xin Fang was anxious, nodded and said, "Okay." I will open the entrance and exit of the Holy Land for you. Yan Bishi was slowly leaning out of his hands, and with it, the distortion of the darkness around him, and the Dao fantasy trajectory was centered on him, constantly spreading outward. Xin Fang was immersed in it, sensing that the blood in his body was boiling, and it vaguely showed the rhythm of time.

When the lion was steady, I saw a swirling state vortex suddenly appear in the lion hall, and Yan zhòng distorted the space. However, the scene in the lion hall has not been deformed because of this strong play, as if this strong force does not exist.

At this moment, the lion was also restored to his original vicissitudes of life, slightly tired, and it seemed that such a big move to open the Holy Land had consumed a lot of his strength. Xin Fang was very grateful when he saw this, and he bowed his hand to Shi Zheng and said: "The grace of the old man, Xin Fang should repay him with a spring!" Shi Zheng smiled and said: "This is the phenomenon of the mysteries of time retreating, and it is not in the way." He looked at the state vortex in front of him and said, "That's the entrance to the Holy Land." The Holy Land leads time, and it exists independently of the Abyss of Death, which is the most mysterious heritage of the Lion Domain. Once you're in the entrance, keep going straight and you'll find the first level at the end. ”

Xin Fang nodded and thanked again, and then slowly walked towards the state vortex. When he came to the entrance of the Holy Land, a huge pupil phantom suddenly appeared in it, and a shocking eye swooped out without warning, overwhelming him above his sixty-one crosses, instantly rendering him unconscious.

When Xin Fang regained consciousness, he found himself in a forest that resembled a forest of death, where there was no life, let alone a living thing. Even the visible plants and trees are like the things in the painting, which seem wonderful but not expressive.

Xin Fang looked at the faint movement around him, so he walked to a plant and tree, and sacrificed the sword style irrigation method on it, trying to explore the implications. However, when Xin Fang's middle finger touched the plant, the latter suddenly distorted and slowly disappeared. Xin Fang's thoughts flowed, and he slowly withdrew his sword style, and he also found that it seemed to be a magic circle here, and his actions had faintly involved this magic circle.

Xin Fang tried all kinds of ways to move forward, but in the end he found that he was always going back to the way he came. In this illusory interface, spell interpretations such as flying levitation will not work, and the treasures in the Soul Resurrection Demon Sword and the Sky Devouring Illusion Bag are also temporarily blocked, and the cosmic law cannot be exerted, and only his mana can operate freely.

Returning to the original point again, Xin Fang's originally calm heart also began to fluctuate, and he began to pace anxiously, and then leaned his hand against a big tree beside him. Xin Fang frowned suddenly, and he looked intently at the tree next to him, feeling that it was very concrete.

Xin Fang's inner anxiety was replaced by doubts and a desire to explore, and he slowly clenched his right hand into a fist, and slammed it into the big tree. As he had expected, the tree was out of the ordinary, as it did not gradually fade like the first plant that Xin Fang had cast in the interface after being attacked, but suddenly rose straight up.

"This tree is real!" Xin Fang was surprised, and the clear pain in his fist clearly told him of the existence of the tree. Xin Fang withdrew his right fist and stared at the black fist hole, gradually losing his mind because of the depth in it. Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in Xin Fang's soul that was different from the soul union, which made him refocus his mind.

When Xin Fang saw the tree again, the tree was also blurred. But what caught Xin Fang's attention even more was the fluctuation that occurred in the depths of his soul, and he discovered that its source was the Phantom of the Tree. Xin Fanglian stretched out his right hand to sacrifice the sword style, condensed the soul annotation, and pointed to it. (To be continued......)