"When you drop three autumn leaves, you can bloom February flowers. Thousands of feet of waves across the river, into the bamboo ten thousand poles slanted. Type a word, little monk...... Can you figure it out?"

On the boat, Feng Yan was holding a wine jug, guessing a riddle with the little bald head, and the two were sitting on the ground, their legs wrapped around each other, like a pair of good friends.

"What's so hard about that?"

The little bald head blushed, drunk and a little delirious, and said: "It must be a strange word, the vast universe, there are no wonders." Strange scenery, I'm right, hehe......"

"Hell on you. ”

Feng Yan was angry and funny, and said, "Give you a hint, it has something to do with Ben Shao's name." ”

"Isn't that right?

The little bald head was drunk and childish, and as soon as he heard that it was wrong, the light eyebrows on Bai Jingyuan's face suddenly wrinkled, and he muttered: "It's obviously strange, you can't afford to lose, you cheat!"

"Let you fart a sweet potato, Ben Shao never cheats on ......"

Lao Yuan was thoughtful.

Xiao Huang put his hands on his cheeks, looked at the two arguing with interest, thought about the riddle poem that Feng Nian thought, his head had no idea, and he knew that he was only a shallow learner, and looked at Qing'er who was reading quietly on the side:

"Sister Qing'er, what words do you want to type when Brother Feng Yan says riddles?"

"It's a big drunk. ”

Qing'er saw that Feng Yan and the little bald head were drunk, and they actually wanted to fight, pursed their lips and smiled like an arc moon, and said to Xiaohuang: "Come here, I'll tell you quietly." ”

Xiao Huang's eyes lit up, and he cleverly came to Qing'er's mouth, only to hear her say a word in his ear, his expression paused, and he immediately smiled.

"Young master, the mystery of the wind boy is indeed not a strange word, the old man thinks, it should be a wind word. When Lao Yuan heard the hint, he quickly guessed it, stroked his beard and smiled.

"Wind words?"

The little bald head was in a trance for a while, and then thought about the poem, and suddenly realized that it seemed to be the wind.

Feng Yan smacked his lips and said, "I can't guess so easily, the old guys in the Starry Sky Tower gave me a poetry riddle, but there is much more difficult than this." ”

The little bald head was immediately unconvinced, and said, "You say one more, this time I will guess it." ”

Feng Sheng smiled and said, "This is what you said, Jiangshang is general, and Inoue has a black hole." The yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen. ”

The young man laughed lightly, thinking that this riddle was very interesting.

"This is ......," the little bald man frowned and pondered.

Yellow Dog, White Dog, Black Hole?

Lao Yuan sighed, thinking about it, the difficulty of this poem riddle is far from before.

Half a day passed, the little bald head was full of strength, and he didn't understand it, so he looked at Lao Yuan for help, Lao Yuan looked at him with a sneering expression, and he actually shook his head.

Feng Yu poured himself wine.

"Big talk, huh?"

The little bald head is embarrassed.

The hurricane world, six light-years in diameter, is far away, and countless Heavenly God Peaks stand straight there, vast and majestic, and each one is separated by a distant starry sky distance, crossing difficulties.

As soon as he reached this point, the flow rate of the void energy slowed down, and the gravitational force increased by a hundredfold and a thousand times.

In some forbidden places in the aura universe, the manifestation of the monk's combat power will be drastically weakened, and the power of the divine channel method seems to be far less than that of other places, which is the effect of the general trend of the star field.

It's like ice cubes that can last forever in winter, but they will quickly melt in front of the sun.

Here, the void is disordered, and it is easy not to teleport, let alone to drill into dangerous places casually, and many secret places must be carefully explored.

"These 90,000 meteorites are the source of the hurricane world's wind disaster, and the extraordinary earthly peaks are comparable, and any one of them is the size of a planetary system, which is really amazing. ”

The young man has a long body, flowing black hair, and a dusty temperament, staring at the ninety thousand divine peaks.

"It is rumored that there are countless passages in the meteorite mountain, there are many secret realms, and any mountain may have a hegemon-level star evil lurking, and even the light realm powerhouses are not afraid of encirclement and suppression, as long as they hide in the deep disaster ruins, it is extremely difficult to find them again. ”

"In this disaster, those who got the shrine of the star evil finally hid here. ”

"Perhaps, the existence of the Creation Shrine is in the world of hurricanes. ”

The cold wind came to his face, and the wine of the wind suddenly sobered up a little, and a pair of haunting blue eyes bloomed, looking there from afar.

"Just as I came, I crossed them all. The little bald wine also woke up, and said so.

"Little monk, there is a hegemon-level star evil here, mighty and cunning, you may not be able to cross it casually. Feng Yan disagreed.

"We'll see. The little bald head hummed.

Feng Yu was surprised, and after thinking about it, the little monk could even take out the world god note, and the scabbard behind his back even had scruples about Qingtian Doom, and if he really wanted to exert power, he didn't know what kind of power it was.

Near the entrance of the world, there are many Star Boat treasure ships moored outside, Baohui is clear, obviously from the Star Boundary giants, and the Great Dao of Cultivation is unified.

"Strange, why are these ships moored outside?" asked Xiaohuang.

"It is rumored that there is a terrifying creature in the mountain, which can call the wind and call for disaster, hates boats, and will suffer more and more severe hurricanes if you sail in. Qing'er explained.

"And this kind of rumor?" the little bald head was surprised.

"I thought it was a rumor, but when I saw these boats, I realized that it seemed to be true. ”

"There are mysterious creatures lurking in the mountains, and many people are convinced, at least, that is the owner of these spirit ships. Qing'er said

"I've also heard that the Hurricane World does not allow the Spirit Boat Starship to enter, and it seems that there is a pair of hands controlling the occurrence of the disaster, and the Star Evil is also very taboo. ”

"I'm not afraid, go. ”

Feng Yan didn't care at all, and directly snorted softly, and the Daobao Golden Boat suddenly turned into a streamer, carrying a group of people and rushing in quickly.

......

The center of the Great Array of Trapped God Annihilation.

Xia Baiyi stood still, a stunning beam of light flashed in his bright eyes, and he saw Feng Yan and his party through the reflection of light and shadow, which seemed unexpected.

Yu Chujiao even got involved.

"This boy is the one who is going to be killed?"

The blanching boy stared at the wind in the picture for a while, and said with a light smile: "Fairy Xia, it should be time to tell us the identity of this son, right?

The Yellow Clam Dao Man and the Ancient Primordial Domain Lord looked moved, equally interested.

Such a lineup, just to kill a kid, its origin and background can't help but be curious.

"He's not from any royal family. ”

Xia closed his beautiful eyes and said calmly: "His name is Feng Shu, and he is the son of Nine Star City. ”

"What!"

As soon as these words came out, the three major cultivators all lost their color, and even Gu Chu, who had always been silent, frowned deeply.

This was too unexpected for a few people!

"You...... Why didn't you say it before!"

The Yellow Clam Daoist was furious, his heart was tumbling, and he set off a stormy wave, if he had known earlier, he probably wouldn't have appeared here now.

"Is there someone who doesn't dare to kill the Alliance?" Xia didn't open his beautiful eyes, so he said lightly.

"Who is Hit Nine Stars? It is rumored that there are several saints in our league who have not revealed their identities, and they are all friends with Hit Nine Stars on the surface!"

The Yellow Clam Daoist stood up angrily, full of dissatisfaction with being kept in the dark.

He can't be blamed for being like this, because this young man's background is huge, and it is by no means as simple as an important heir of the royal family, involving an extremely extraordinary old man and the most terrifying relationship network in the aura universe!