The group was speeding in the desert, and it seemed that they were getting closer and closer to the exit of the secret realm, and as far as the eye could see, many monks who were fighting the wind and clouds gradually appeared.

The monks stepped on the clouds under their feet, or flew close to the ground, or soared into the sky, and the clouds formed by thousands of clusters of true qi were criss-crossed, colorful, and magnificent.

Infected by this magnificent scene, Xiao Baiyu yelled for Zhou Xiaoyuan to let her go down and fly by herself.

Along the way, Zhou Xiaoyuan always held the banner of Cangling City in his hands, and frightened many evil cultivators with bad intentions before and after.

Cangling City ranked fourth among the thirty-six cities of the human race, and there were six great cultivators of the Heavenly and Human First Realm and two earth immortals in the City Lord's Mansion, and ordinary evil cultivators did not dare to provoke such a behemoth.

The journey of just a few hours opened Shen Fei's eyes, and it was only hearsay about the murder and treasure grabbing among monks before.

When he saw it with his own eyes, he deeply felt the sadness brought by weakness, and he understood why Zhao Yanyu would urgently ask him to improve his strength.

In view of the fact that the exit was close at hand, and it was extremely expensive to control the power of the Yuan Soul for a long time to carry the four people to move, Zhou Xiaoyuan withdrew the Yuan Soul, and several people used the Cloud Riding Technique to hurry.

Xiao Baiyu's little girl controlled the pale cyan clouds under her feet and kept circling around Shen Fei, and her eyes were firmly fixed on his purple-gold clouds, "Senior nephew, why are your little clouds so good-looking......"

"Senior Auntie, because our cultivation methods are different, the color of our true qi is different. Shen Fei explained to her with a smile.

The little girl was only four or five years old, but she was already able to perform the Soaring Cloud Technique, and her cultivation talent was outstanding, which made Shen Fei very amazed.

"Oh......" Xiao Baiyu replied softly, as if he was in a very lost mood, staring at the purple-gold cloud with a dejected expression, reluctant to look away.

"If my aunt likes it, I'll learn it from you when I go back, and then you can also have purple-gold true qi clouds. Seeing her pitiful appearance, Shen Fei was inexplicably distressed, so he simply taught her the mental method.

"Wow! the nephew is so good!" Xiao Baiyu laughed happily, then lowered his head to think about something, his brows furrowed.

After a while, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, and said to Shen Fei seriously: "After returning to the city, my aunt will also give you a good thing!"

"Thank you then!" a warm feeling hit his heart, and he suddenly felt that there was something worth looking forward to in his life.

Zhou Yun looked at the little sister and disciple gently, feeling warm.

After a few moments of chatter, they finally arrived at the exit of the secret realm, where a thatched hut was eerily suspended in the air, the wooden door was open, and the monks kept coming and going.

Parting today, the end of the world is far away, and it is difficult to see each other again, and I want to erase the shadow of the charming woman from my mind, but my voice and smile are clearer.

I used to think that Zhao Yanyu was annoying, but now my mind is full of her...... Shen Fei kneaded his forehead vigorously, trying to expel the strange emotions from his heart.

"Let's go, it's safe to leave here, and go back to Cangling City to take you to the Crescent Moon Spring to drink fairy dew. Zhou Xiaoyuan led everyone into the hut and was about to leave safely, in a good mood.

Everyone walked silently in the dark, Xiao Baiyu was carried behind her ancestor, her little head looked around, holding her breath nervously.

When he walked to the depths of the hut, under the influence of this side's void formation, a familiar feeling of dizziness invaded his mind, and Shen Fei's consciousness gradually blurred, and then he completely lost consciousness......

After several people entered the hut, Zhou Yun always paid attention to Shen Fei, worried that his cultivation was too shallow to resist the invasion of the formation and fell into a coma.

The teleportation formations inscribed on each secret passage are different, and some formations will still be teleported to another place even if they fall unconscious as long as they step into it.

And some formations are very different, if you can't resist the invasion of the formation, and no one takes you away from the teleportation array after passing out, you will fall into a deep sleep until you run out of vitality and die.

Sure enough, after Shen Fei walked dozens of steps, he suddenly fell to the side without warning, and Zhou Yun immediately reached out to support him, his palm against his chest, and continuously injected true qi.

Even though she knew that this move was of little significance, she always wanted to do something for her disciple, and when she felt the warmth from her palm, her face was hot, and her heart beat violently.

The sun is scorching, and the wind and sand are dancing wildly.

There is no night in the secret realm, but because of the "sun" that hangs in the sky and never falls, there is only day in this world.

A crimson figure flashed from the sky, and a majestic divine consciousness like a river swept across a radius of thousands of miles, frantically probing every corner of the desert.

Zhao Yanyu searched almost half of the secret realm, but there was still no trace of Shen Fei, and the blazing killing intent and grief were intertwined, as if she wanted to tear her heart.

The bewitching and clear eyes on weekdays are now bloodshot, and the pale face is still stained with tears, secretly thinking that the young man's cultivation is weak, and if he leaves her wings to shelter, he will be bullied and even lose his life.

"Where the hell are you...... Zhao Yanyu stared into the distance reluctantly, his heart ached like a knife, both regretful and sad.

"Wu Xiaoyi, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!" she had a look of madness and resentment in her eyes.

originally had a trace of past affection for Wu Xiaoyi, and thought that the friendship that had fought side by side for many years would not pass easily.

Who would have thought that he trusted him so much, but he was plotted by the other party, and he couldn't do anything about watching his beloved disappear beside him.

Zhao Yanyu cast a divine aurora, flying non-stop for a moment, trying to search for Shen Fei's whereabouts, when he suddenly sensed a powerful qi rapidly approaching.

Looking at the sky, I saw a white-haired boy stepping on a black cloud and rushing towards him, as fast as lightning, and the distance of 100 zhang was instantaneous.

The white-haired boy sensed the red figure in front of him, and when he saw the other party's beautiful appearance, he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Zhao Yanyu was already in a resentful mood, full of murderous spirit and nowhere to vent, when he noticed the strange gaze of the white-haired boy, he was immediately furious. "Look at the killing of you again!"

The white-haired ancestor Zheng Xiao has been famous in Guanghan Continent for thousands of years, fierce and powerful, and has always been feared, how could he have been so despised.

He immediately stopped his body and floated in the air, and said with a gloomy face: "Trouble comes from the mouth, Your Excellency must not make mistakes!"

If it weren't for the fact that his divine sense sensed that this female cultivator was profound, and according to his usual style, he would have fought a lot and crushed her bones and scattered ashes.