The red luan danced and shook for nine days.

That Hongluan, itself has a power beyond the imagination of ordinary people, more importantly, it actually seems to faintly restrain the dragon soul, under a vigorous battle, the countless dragon soul will that has just awakened, has been defeated by its strength, and then Feiluan flew into the sky, carrying the three-inch spirit mountain, directly shaking the entire dragon track.

All the awakened dragon souls around were pulled by its power, roaring silently, and being pulled alive from all directions by the incomparably strong force......

Above the Nine Heavens, the passage to the unknown world was shattered, and the dark demon breath was gone, and some of the remnants that had been contaminated with the dark demon breath and turned into dark creatures were also strangled by the invisible power of heaven and earth at this time!

The earth sank, the smoke fell, and the world, as if it was suppressed, quickly returned to peace.

The sun rises into the sky, and the light is shining.

And after this light, there seems to be a touch of will, quietly looking at this side of the world.

The previous chaos, the great terror of the world, seems to have never existed at all, there is only a peace in the world, the breeze is gentle, the water is murmuring, the magma on the ground is gradually cooling, only the cracked earth, the burning trees, the crumbling boulders, and the relics that have their tails clamped and are hiding in the cave in a hurry and dare not appear, proving that the great terror just now is not just an illusion.

Fang Yuan stood on top of a huge broken rock, confused, and looked in all directions.

He didn't feel that there was still Luo Feiling's aura in this world, but he faintly felt that she seemed to be looking at him.

"What's going on?"

"Who suppressed all this rioting?"

“......”

“......”

Around the three-inch spiritual mountain that had been sealed before, all the cultivators looked stunned and looked at the four directions in confusion.

They obviously didn't know the inside story, and they didn't know what was going on at this time, but from the perspective of the surrounding environment, it seemed that the catastrophe had been stopped, and the surroundings were calm, only some people with special identities or unusually well-informed family members, at this time, their faces were pale, and they looked up at the nine heavens, silent, and the expressions on their faces were very gloomy.

"Sure enough, it's still ......"

Yuan Xiao, the son of the family, was seriously injured, and later joined this vicious battle, and the injury could not be stopped, at this time he could only hold on to a giant tree, standing reluctantly, looking at the tranquility around him, his eyes looked unusually lost.

"We ...... What now?"

It took a long time for someone to react and ask in a trembling voice.

All the cultivators were silent, looking around, they were all extremely seriously injured and extremely miserable people, what to do, of course, it was to heal, but after a whole day and night of fierce fighting, the pill was exhausted, and the injuries were extremely miserable, but how could they be healed?

However, just when they looked at each other and were a little dazed, the sound of gurgling water suddenly sounded around them.

There was a clear spring that came out of the middle of where they were.

The water was incomparably clear, with a slight chill, and soon a clear cold spring was formed between the gravel.

The indescribable abundance of spiritual consciousness emanated from the cold spring, the spring was wonderful, just smelling the breath of this spring next to it, all the monks felt refreshed, and the meridians in the physical body, dull and crowded, also seemed to be much more active.

"It's ......"

Someone was slightly startled, took a sip of spring water and ate it, and then his face changed greatly: "Ten Thousand Years Spirit Spring?"

All the cultivators were stunned.

Ten thousand years of spiritual spring, but the best water in the world, can be directly used as a treasure medicine, is the world's first-class resources, all the cultivators are good people, but there are very few people who have seen the spiritual spring, and those who have drunk the water of the spiritual spring are even rarer, but they can be identified from the water quality and spiritual will.

With the abundant spiritual intent of the dragon's traces, it is not strange to be able to raise a 10,000-year-old spiritual spring, and it is not strange that the earth collapsed just now, the spring veins were diverted, and it suddenly emerged from the ground, but it was really a surprise that it came out of them.

And not only that, there was a roar of yo you beasts around, and then you could see a white deer jumping over from the mountains, holding an arm-sized purple lingzhi in its mouth, slowly putting it in front of Yuan Xiao, and then retreating and leaving.

After that, there is the fairy ape holding the fruit, and the giant python with a divine fruit tree!

These relics came one after another, sending countless spiritual objects that only existed in the imagination to them.

And around them, there were also many plants that suddenly grew, bloomed quietly, and bear fruit quickly, and the fruits of the spiritual energy were within reach, almost directly in front of them.

Yuan Xiao took a wild fruit and ate it, and felt that the meridians were smooth, and the body also had strength, and the injury was recovering quickly.

Xu Yuren drank a sip of spiritual spring water, and the cracks on his body were healing rapidly, Wei Longjue reached out and plucked a spiritual flower, just smelling it, he felt a surge of mana, not only did the depleted mana begin to rise like a spring, but even faintly broke through the previous limit and reached a higher level.

Even the Ban Fei Kite, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and silently, was wrapped in a golden vine, which was silent, but growing rapidly, with sharp shoots inside, like needle, quietly piercing into his forehead.

Half an hour later, Ban Feikite suddenly gasped for breath and opened his eyes in horror.

......

......

"Alas, after all, they did it......"

At this time, in the outside world, above the South China Sea, there is a boundless blue wave.

And above the vast blue waves, there is a small seven-foot square reef, exposing the ground, on the reef, is squatting a white fat cat, it is shaking its long tail, it seems to be a little fascinated to look at the southern sky, in that sky, there is a touch of red light, is faintly disappearing, like a pool of red ink, slowly converging together.

The surrounding blue waves were rippling, echoing with an old will, as if to persuade something: "You can't enter the dragon trail in the first place, otherwise as soon as you enter, those sleeping old dragon remnants will wake up directly, and what can they do more......?"

"Meow ......"

The white cat suddenly barked lowly, and seemed to be a little angry.

The old man sighed and said slowly: "Yes, she is indeed not dead now, but a little doll, who has been guarding the border alone for twenty years and can never return, what is the difference between death and death......? Otherwise, if he knew the truth, but could do it, wouldn't it be even more painful?"

When the white cat heard this, his eyes became a little colder.

Suddenly, his expression became a little sneering, and the long tail behind his back began to write quickly in the void.

The tail is smart, and the trajectory drawn is unusually mysterious, as if it is recording something.

The old man's will was a little surprised: "Since you can't take her back, what's the use of you leaving her coordinates in the void?"

The white cat smiled coldly and barked softly, as if asking, "Then what they did is useful?"

The old man's will whispered, "Whether what they do is useful or not depends on how they use these dragon souls......"

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"Old Fang, this ...... What is this?"

In the midst of the dragon trail, Fang Yuan stood on the rock for a long time, his face just looking extremely confused.

And beside him, Song Longzhu was already close to being cultivated, it was unspeakably miserable, and it was difficult to stand up, but right next to him, a peach tree slowly grew, and the peach on it bent the peach branches, almost hanging down to his face, Song Longzhu reached out and picked a peach, just biting it, the whole person was almost stunned, and his face looked at his body with surprise and joy.

After a few bites, he was even able to stand up directly.

"Good boy, and this creation?"

Song Long's face was full of disbelief, as if he was living in a dream.

But listening to his words, Fang Yuan was silent for a long time, but he jumped off the rock, he was also weak now, this jump, but he almost fell, but he still gritted his teeth, was silent, slowly stood up, and walked forward step by step.

"Boom la la ......"

As soon as he took a step, there was a spring gushing around him, and a spiritual spring gushed up from the ground.

Fang Yuan ignored it and continued to move forward.

Another fairy pear sprouted beside him, trembling and attracting his attention.

But Fang Yuan just gritted his teeth, his face just looked extremely gloomy, he didn't pay attention to these, and continued to move forward, so there were countless heavenly and earthly treasures around him from time to time, and every time he took a step, there was a spiritual spring coming out of the earth, and the spiritual energy was also wrapped around him, strange flowers and plants, divine medicine treasure fruits, with the place he walked kept growing, it was very lively.

Song Longzhu was stunned, hesitated for a long time, and wanted to go over and pick one.

But when he went to pick it, he seemed to have an unhappy look at him, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to stretch out his hand.

After Fang Yuan walked over, there were rare resources between heaven and earth everywhere, as if there was a certain will, as if he was currying favor, sending all the good things in this dragon trace to him, just hoping to accompany him and make him laugh.

Fang Yuan knew what this meant, but he didn't want to pay attention to it, he just walked forward.

I don't know how long I walked, there were no more than just strange flowers and plants growing around, and spiritual springs were popping up, and suddenly in the sky, a red bead flew straight over, quietly suspended in front of Fang Yuan.

It was a fist-sized bead, translucent, you can see that inside the bead, there are actually wisps of breath, each breath, is a dragon-shaped existence, with scales and claws, slender hair, very smart, in this bead, swimming around, incomparably supernatural.

Fang Yuan walked forward, and the bead flew backwards, and when Fang Yuan stopped, the bead also stopped.

He turned, and the bead followed him, and he stood still, and the bead kept turning in front of him.

Fang Yuan looked at this bead for a long time, and finally sighed and stretched out his hand.

The bead immediately fell into the palm of his hand, and the red light flashed slightly, and some invisible connection merged with his spirit.

In my ears, there seemed to be a faint laughter like a silver bell.