Chapter 700: An Island

And even according to the judgment of the Wind Old Demon, the strength of the monks who don't know such a formation is not weak, so it is very likely that such an arrangement is setting up a formation for his own cultivation cave.

But in this way, it seems that there may be something wrong with the judgment of the Wind Old Demon, since it is a strong man's cultivation cave, how can there be a cultivator's formation?

It's really a question that people can't even figure out.

Ling Feiyang approached this city with doubts, this city was not an ordinary human city, because although he could feel that this city had long been depopulated, the formation on the city still played a role.

Although Ling Feiyang's divine sense was tricky and special, it was still shielded at this time, and he couldn't break through that layer of formation to get a glimpse of the situation in the city.

Moreover, Ling Feiyang's divine sense could clearly feel an obscure shock force when he was close to the formation, although it was slight, but it still hindered Ling Feiyang's determination to continue to go deeper.

"It's been a city for many years. Ling Feiyang stood in front of the door and looked at the city.

Old Demon Wind silently stared at this city, he didn't have any impression of this city, but he had a feeling that there seemed to be something he was interested in in the city.

And Demon Xingzi, who has always been in a supporting role, spoke today, "Lord Sword Demon Lord, I'm ...... I seem to remember what this place is. ”

Demon Xingzi's slightly deep voice sounded in Ling Feiyang's heart, "Oh, where is this?"

Old Demon Feng asked with interest, and Demon Xingzi looked at this city and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid this is where the gateway to the spirit world is located!"

Demon Xingzi's words were very firm, without any hesitation, Ling Feiyang didn't feel anything, but Old Demon Feng raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"It's true!"

"Okay!ha, it doesn't take much effort to break through the iron shoes and find nowhere to get them!How can I say that there is always a feeling of familiarity, and now that's right, then the existence of this realm sacrifice can be explained. "The old demon seemed to understand everything in an instant.

But Ling Feiyang was very confused about everything that the old demon Feng said, what is this?

"Ling boy, beckon them in, let their turtles come and gain knowledge. The old demon said angrily.

"Huh?" After repeatedly confirming that the old demon Feng was talking about Yan Song and the others, Ling Feiyang beckoned Yan Song and them over.

This city undoubtedly existed before the construction of the Thirty-six Islands, according to the Demon Star Son, this place was originally extremely prosperous, and it should not appear in the East End Sea, he is a passage between this realm and the spirit world, and the monks who come and go are all high-level monks.

The monks who sat here were not mortals, but now this island, which was once famous in the cultivation world, was now strangely appearing inside the thirty-six islands in the eastern sea, and it seemed that it was still imprisoned by the large array formed by the thirty-six formations outside.

And according to what Demon Xingzi said, there was no mess of scorching places and so on outside this island before.

All of this seems to have a strange meaning, the current cultivation world is no longer as usual, the follow-up loss of the cultivation method has caused the cultivation level of the entire cultivation world to drop by more than one level, once in the cultivation world, it was far from being a top existence in the Yuan Shen Realm sucking, but now it can be regarded as a great power.

This would have been a joke if it had been left in the previous cultivation world.

"Fellow Daoist of the Ten Directions, this city ......" Yan Song's divine sense was basically useless here, and looking at the city with the door closed, he unconsciously asked Ling Feiyang.

Ling Feiyang replied coldly, "There is no one in the city. ”

He was now digesting the question that Old Demon Feng had just asked, so he didn't have time to deal with Yan Song.

"No one? Could it be that the predecessors who entered the Thirty-Seven Islands before have really died on the island?"

At first, when he saw this city, Yan Song still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, could it be that this city was established by those senior monks who had never come out of the Thirty-Seven Islands?

However, Ling Feiyang said that there was no one in the city, and the meaning and hope that rose in Yan Song's heart suddenly turned into ashes, but if it wasn't for them, how could this city be explained?

This has always been the hinterland of the Thirty-Seven Islands, and the monks who know the existence of the Thirty-Seven Islands are all the monks in his Thirty-six Islands, and it is impossible for others to enter the Thirty-Seven Islands quietly, and it is almost wishful thinking to enter the Thirty-Seven Islands without knowing the exact opening time of the Thirty-Seven Islands.

And even if the Yuan Shen Realm monks wanted to quietly enter the Thirty-Six Islands, it was basically impossible, weren't the previous group of Yuan Shen Realm monks just a living example?

Yan Song couldn't find any other explanation, how could there be other monks entering the Thirty-Seven Islands other than the monks who had entered this place?

But even if it was the city built by the monks of the Thirty-six Islands, where are they now?

Looking at this majestic city, Yan Song couldn't help but feel a pain in the egg, it was really incomprehensible!

Just when Yan Song felt puzzled and didn't know what to do, Ling Feiyang took a step towards this city, the door of this city was closed, but it didn't seem to be locked.

The formation on the portal doesn't seem to have been fully opened.

Ling Feiyang's hands gradually touched this ancient gate, the cold touch was clearly transmitted to Ling Feiyang's hands, the years are merciless, this majestic city has not known how long it has existed, but a shocking change has made him forgotten in the long river of history.

He was already in the past, and it was probably difficult to find one or two monks in the cultivation world at this time who knew about the existence of this city and this island.

And even if you hear about it, I'm afraid it's just a legend.

Because this world has long been cut off from the spirit world, even the existence of the spirit world is so ethereal, but I have heard the senior monks occasionally mention it, but for more than ten thousand years, since the ancient war, no one knows anything about the spirit world, and the legend of this city and this island is also rarely known.

Although Yan Song has a good talent, he is still the senior brother of Pengkun Island, but after all, his vision is limited, and he is the only one who says it, even if it is his master, the few remaining Purple Mansion Realm cultivators on Pengkun Island may not know a word.

"Click!"

The tall stone doors were gently pushed up by Ling Feiyang, but he could feel that the two doors seemed to be very heavy.

Ling Feiyang couldn't help but feel a little struggling to push it, but the portal still opened, but the scene in the city stunned everyone......