Chapter 212: Bright Moon

Fly high into the sky and see the scenery in all directions.

As far as the eye can see, the surrounding scene is very peculiar. Under the bright moon hanging, the ground below seems to be dressed in a layer of jade, exuding spiritual light.

There are flowers blooming, and in the wilderness, birds and beasts are flying.

The pattern of this area is a bit peculiar, those places with birds and beasts, there seems to be a prohibition and isolation, separated from some areas outside the stone road,

Further away, in those distant and unreachable places, on the other side of the abyss near the border, some inexplicable behemoths appeared one after another, looking at this area from afar.

And this bright moon light is very unique, only radiating to the edge of this area, which is rapidly weakening. It seems to be separated by a ban.

From a distance, light and darkness are intertwined, like a gem that radiates brilliance in the vast misty world.

Flying high in the air, Chen Feng looked at the bright moon from afar, and followed the spirit leaf to speed forward.

Below are the strange flowers and plants that glow in the moonlight, and the orcs who seem to wake up from the darkness or fly or stand proudly. Such a scene gives people the feeling of becoming a fairy.

Closer, closer. Where the moon is in front of you.

There, there is a towering mountain, the peak of which stands on the edge of a cliff, and below the cliff, a vast abyss is connected. The misty black mist swelled like a choppy sea.

If the abyss that Chen Feng saw before was a river, here, it was an ocean. Or at least a huge lake. Endless

The bright moon disk is rising, and the warm light illuminates the four fields.

But it can't shine through the boundless darkness, and the darkness doesn't seem to belong to this world.

Chen Feng stopped on the edge of the cliff and landed on a protruding boulder. The long hair is flying, the green clothes are fierce, and the blade of the canglan exudes a ghostly light, leaving the world independent, like a fairy.

It's a big black sea. What a high mountain.

From afar, people are as small as dust, and when they look up, they are as low as ants.

The moon was rising, slowly approaching the top of the mountain. The peak was haunted by a mist, and under the moonlight, it slowly dissipated. Show the true face of the peak.

A temple. The summit is a magical temple, and the scene on it, because it is too far away, is not clear to see the specific situation. Only vague outlines can be seen.

The bright moon slowly rose, and finally at a certain moment, it broke through to the peak and bloomed with the most brilliant brilliance.

A huge halo of light lingered, as if illuminating the whole world. Even the black sea of mist, at this moment, became like a light veil shrouded in pale jade, and became docile.

And after this ultimate brilliance. In about a quarter of an hour, the moon wheel began to change, and a tentacle-like light stretched out from the moon wheel and then fell towards the temple.

Wow. A clear voice came from the temple at the top of the peak. Then, as if something was gripping the tentacle that fell from the moon ring. The ray of light was violently stretched into a churning pillar of light.

The light on the moon wheel quickly withdrew and fell above the temple.

This kind of scene is very peculiar, as if the upside-down dragon absorbs water, the bright moon wheel, then at a speed visible to the naked eye, becomes thinner, the volume shrinks, less than half an hour, the original thin and huge moon wheel, is only a thin halo left, until the last ray of light disappears.

Eventually, that layer of light, with a violent shock, converged in the direction of the temple, leaving only a phantom shadow in the sky that slowly faded. Disappear into the invisible, the moon wheel disappears, and the heavens and the earth return to darkness and tranquility.

The four fields were vast and misty, and they became like the black sea of fog.

Darkness and misty are pressed like mountains, and the moon rings that radiate brilliance are as gorgeous and ephemeral as fireworks.

Only a lonely figure remained on a huge stone. and a blue glow that never seems to die.

Chen Feng stood quietly for a long time, and did not have too many mood swings. In the ancestral que, the dark golden runes rose and fell, and they seemed to have a sense.

"Where do I come from, where am I going?"

"Who am I, and what is this place?"

In Chen Feng's mind, such strange questions flashed inexplicably, and then he just shook his head slightly, exploring these is meaningless. I am who I am, no matter where I come from,

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