The next day, at noon. [Latest chapter reading.]

Zhan Feng, who was in a coma, couldn't help but shake his body convulsively, and between the slight raising of his sword eyebrows, he suddenly did it like a corpse, and his vigilant gaze swept around, and finally landed on the woman who was quietly standing behind him.

"Who are you?"

At a glance, Zhan Feng was shocked, and jumped up from the ground with a bang, his figure flashed, and he instantly retreated ten zhang away, his whole body suddenly exploded, his hands were sealed, and the Chixiao Sword pointed at the strange woman in an instant, and the blazing wave sword blade carried the sword intent, and suddenly, a strong killing intent that made the hair explode filled the air.

However, the strange woman remained motionless, without any change in expression on her face, nor did she speak, and kept a charming smile all the time, as if it were a marble carving, without a trace of life.

"What's going on?"

Looking at the strange woman who was staring at him without saying a word, Zhan Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly, and suddenly felt a little cold feeling on his neck, which was creepy.

The woman seems to be dressed in pink and jade, smiling and smiling, but it gives Zhan Feng a very strange feeling, if you really want to say it, the woman in front of her faintly exudes a dead air, looking like a cold corpse under the gorgeous appearance.

"Who the hell are you?"

Seeing that the woman didn't say a word, Zhan Feng seemed to have lost his patience, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, his sword eyebrows were upside down, and he was about to make a move.

However, at this moment, the woman flashed all over, turned into a pink light, and disappeared in place with a whoosh.

Zhan Feng was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly bulged, thinking that the woman was going to attack, but just when Zhan Feng was about to condense the defensive shield, he saw the pink light that the woman had turned into flash, and it shot directly at the center of Zhan Feng's eyebrows with lightning speed.

Zhan Feng slammed his legs, but it was too late, impartially, the pink light just hit his eyebrows, and suddenly, Zhan Feng's intuition buzzed his head trembled, and there were many strange pictures in an instant.

"It's—"

In the blink of an eye, Zhanfeng's frightened expression instantly froze, his pupils contracted suddenly, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

At this time, in his mind, a majestic, far-reaching and long picture appeared.

In front of a splendid palace, a person wearing a cinnabar-colored scattered flower Ruyi Yunyan narrow jacket, a wide embroidered moonlight skirt behind him, white and flawless.

Smooth long hair, simply rolled into a Luanfeng Lingyun bun, a few dark pink ginkgo flowers are randomly embellished in the hair, big eyes are clear like water, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the woman with a delicate and beautiful atmosphere sits on top of Jin Luan.

In front of Jin Luan is a jade pond with a radius of more than ten zhang, and around the jade pond stands a large man in golden armor, each of whom escorts a young girl in a thin white dress.

After showing the Feng coefficient again, I was surprised to find that there were as many as seventy-seven and forty-nine young girls who were escorted by the big man.

Suddenly, Zhan Feng had a bad premonition in his heart, and he had vaguely predicted what was going to happen.

Sure enough, as soon as the painting style changed, I saw the woman on the golden luan gently waved her jade hand, and all the soldiers did not hesitate to push the woman in front of them into the jade pool.

After a while, I saw the light of the jade pond, and the white mist flew into the air, turning into a delicate daffodil, when the mist drifted away, a pink daffodil stood quietly in the center of the jade pond, fluorescent flowing, and the brilliance was shining.

When the woman on the golden luan saw the daffodils in the jade pool, she couldn't help but show a smile on her pretty face, and the jade hand was lightly touched, but she saw the daffodils in the jade pool flash in a trance, turning into a layer of pink mist, and a delicate body dressed in pink jade appeared.

At first glance, Zhan Feng couldn't help but be shocked that the girl in the jade pool was exactly the same as the girl he had just seen.

However, just as Zhan Feng shook his head, the image in his mind also disappeared, leaving only a layer of white mist.

"Could it be Hua Ling?"

Suddenly, Zhan Feng's mind trembled, returning to reality, thinking back to the scene just now, Zhan Feng couldn't help frowning, and after savoring it, he came to a surprised conclusion.

The white jade mirage is the immortal mansion of the Blue Emperor Hua Fei, and the flower concubine is the immortal poison of the ancient immortal realm, and the scene just now is very similar to Hua Ling, one of the ten strange poisons in the refining immortal world.

With the female cultivator as fertilizer and the essence and blood as the guide, using the secret technique to fuse the seven seven forty-nine female cultivators with a daffodil, you can train Hua Ling, one of the ten strange poisons in the fairy world of flowers, non-flowers, and non-people.

Thinking of this, Zhan Feng's face couldn't help but flash a trace of excitement, his heart moved, the pink light flashed, and the mysterious young woman appeared in front of him again.

For a few days, Zhanfeng's mind was spent on the woman in pink, and after repeated experiments, it was found that the woman in pink was indeed very similar to the legendary Hua Ling, the only difference was that at this time, the pink flower feather did not have the legendary ability to devour immortals and devour demons.

However, Zhan Feng was still very happy, although Hua Ling in front of him did not have the powerful ability as the legend, Zhan Feng had personally done experiments, even if Zhan Feng used all his strength, he could not get any benefit in Hua Ling's hands.

And Zhan Feng is now a foundation-building monk, because of the cultivation of the Five Spirits, his own strength is close to that of the early Jindan monk, that is to say, Hua Ling is not bad at all when facing the Jindan monk.

After having Hua Ling's trump card, Zhan Feng finally walked out of the white jade mirage with confidence, and carefully searched for spiritual herbs in a place with a wide field of vision in the territory of the dry sea.

This time there was a breakthrough, and the elixir in the white jade mirage was also consumed by Zhanfeng, except for some elixirs of higher years, almost all of the rest of the elixirs were taken by Zhanfeng, so Zhanfeng urgently needed to replenish the elixir, so as to meet his huge consumption in the future.

Zhan Feng was well aware of the danger of the Dry Sea Realm, and every time he searched, he held the Chixiao Sword in one hand and the array disk in the other, ready for a sudden battle at any time, or immediately flee when the situation was not good.

In the past few days, Zhanfeng has encountered a lot of sinister situations. Because it was difficult to find spiritual herbs in open places, he once ventured into the ancient dense forest in the territory of the dry sea to search, and found an unknown green spirit grass growing on the rotting leaves under a dead tree, surrounded by a rich cyan aura.

But before he could get close to pick it, a demon snake with a bucket thick and a twisted pattern of at least seven grades jumped out, and the green gong stared at him fiercely.

After the mutation of the thousand-legged soul eater spider, Zhan Feng was horrified in his heart, and the sword intent and Hua Ling were used at the same time, but after all, the seven-rank demon beast already had spiritual intelligence, even with Hua Ling's assistance, Zhan Feng still took a lot of effort to solve the demon snake.

However, the result made Zhan Feng very satisfied, at first Zhan Feng thought that Hua Ling was like a charm, a kind of consumable, but when he saw that Hua Ling instantly turned into a pink mist and devoured the corpse of the snake demon after solving the snake demon, Zhan Feng couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Just like a fertilized flower, Hua Ling looked even more delicate and weird after devouring the corpse of the snake demon.

Gradually, after a large number of demon beasts nourished by Hua Ling, Hua Ling became stronger and stronger, and now, all demon beasts below the sixth rank will die immediately as soon as they touch Hua Ling's pink poisonous mang, turning into Hua Ling's fertilizer.

In this way, Zhan Feng saved a lot of time, and in less than five days, the medicine in Zhan Feng's Purple Mansion was once again overgrown with elixir, laying a solid foundation for Zhan Feng's future cultivation.

Of course, in the realm of the dry sea, encountering demon beasts is just a sinister situation.

There is also an even more dangerous "bait trap" set up by some monks. They used the corpses of dead monks and threw them on the ground, scattering some materials that were not too valuable, spirit stones, or low-grade spiritual weapons next to them, and set up traps and ambushes.

If someone is curious, or wants to pick up the bargain, reckless past, into the ambush circle, almost certain death. Several monks who were lying in ambush around suddenly burst out and launched a surprise attack, killing people and looting goods.

This trick is most effective for newcomers, and it is of little use for people who are extremely vigilant and experienced like Zhanfeng.

Along the way, Zhan Feng had seen at least more than a dozen such bait traps, and he had personally watched several teams composed of low-level rookie monks being ambushed, and none of them were killed.

The reason why Zhan Feng didn't fall into the trap was not that he was not interested in these spirit stones and magic weapons, but that he had experienced too many dangers and became extremely careful.

Whenever he saw the corpse of a monk, his first reaction was if there were any other monks around?

After all, he is just one person, compared to those monks who walk together, he is too weak and weak, even if he has Hua Ling in his hand, but the so-called two fists are difficult to beat four hands, and he can only be more cautious without teammates in order to protect himself.

Of course, there are occasional times when he really picks up a bargain, and the two evenly matched monk teams fight frantically in order to compete for demon beasts, and after a bloody battle, more than half of the two sides are lost, and their mana is almost exhausted.

Zhan Feng peeked at the side for a long time, aimed at the opportunity, and decisively snatched an item from a dead person, and then fled with his legs, leaving the two monk teams only staring dryly.

This kind of luck is very, very rare.

For several days, Zhan Feng was collecting spirit grass, and it was not until the medicine in the white jade mirage was planted that Zhan Feng cautiously returned to the entrance of the Thousand Wood Illusion, and only after looking around that no one was around, did he enter the Thousand Wood Illusion.

Zhan Feng didn't know much about the illusion, so after entering the Thousand Wood Illusion, he couldn't find the direction, as if he was spinning in circles in the same place, lingering.

I don't know how long it took, Zhan Feng, who was walking on thin ice, suddenly shrugged his ears, and he vaguely heard the noise of many monks in front of him.

I couldn't help but move in my heart, and a trace of vigilance sprouted, in this Thousand Wood Illusion Realm, there were many monks gathered together, but it was a very rare thing.

Curious, though, he decided to take a look, and he groped his way along the blackened rock wall toward the sound.

A moment later, turning a stone slope, a hundred-zhang high waterfall appeared in front of him, and below the waterfall was a pool hundreds of feet wide, braving the black cold, bottomless.

Around the cold pool, there are knife-like rock walls.

A large group of monks were standing near the cold pool, looking excited and noisy.

Zhan Feng was a little surprised when he saw this, he didn't expect that there were twenty or thirty monks gathered here, there were Qi cultivation monks, and there were also foundation building monks, and they were dressed in different clothes, both good and evil were among them.

However, what is even more strange is that those monks gathered around the cold pool, talked a lot, and did not fight, but instead used their own thaumaturgy, trying to find something from the cold pool under the waterfall.

Zhan Feng wondered, what are these people looking for?

Immediately hid his figure, quietly leaned over the stone wall, and silently observed the situation around the cold pool.

"Is that them?"

Suddenly, Zhan Feng's gaze fell on an old man in white and a lewd man, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the anger in his heart skyrocketed in vain, with murderous intent on his face.

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