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For the current Fang Nan, it is actually not a good place to go.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden roar in front of him, Fang Nan was startled, retracted his thoughts, frowned and followed the prestige.

Boom Boom!

As soon as he raised his head, a golden thunderbolt suddenly burst out more than a dozen zhang away in front of him, the roar was deafening, Fang Nan's complexion changed greatly, and he subconsciously stopped the spirit boat, and then withdrew a few zhang away.

Where the thunder flickered, the void trembled, and suddenly countless golden spots escaped from the crack like flying flowers, and then spread, and a majestic palace phantom suddenly appeared in the sky, and the faint spiritual pressure was also pressed down in all directions in an instant!

Boom!

The wind swept in, and the head of the Qingling Boat was immediately hit hard, and it shook down violently, Fang Nan was also not very comfortable, only to feel an invisible pressure surging in all directions in front of him, and there was a dull feeling in his chest.

In the dark in his heart, Fang Nan did not hesitate to play a trick, the head of the boat turned, and fell down quickly, and when it was still a few zhang high from the ground, the blue light around the Lingzhou flashed, and it disappeared without a trace in place, and Fang Nan also took advantage of the situation and fell steadily to the ground.

Fang Nan raised his head, looked at the golden palace that was gradually condensing in the sky, and after looking at it, his face gradually became solemn.

This splendid palace is a hundred zhang high, carved beams and paintings, glazed cornices, although some places have shown the dilapidated appearance, but it is still difficult to hide the majestic momentum that comes to the face, and a breath of antiquity also spreads mightily.

"Ancient Repair Site ......"

Fang Nan reacted instantly, his face was extremely ugly, and he muttered.

According to the news he heard in the Moyu Pavilion, a very large ancient cultivation cave mansion appeared between the Qingyang Mountain Range, where the Qingyang Sect was located in the north, and the reactions and hurried directions of the many monks he saw after coming out also confirmed this, so the palace-like ancient cultivation ruins that suddenly appeared here must not be the previous one.

That is to say, less than half an hour apart, there was an ancient repair site in the north and south directions of Nantang Zhoufang City!

"It's a big deal now......

Rubbing the storage bag on his waist, Fang Nan was hesitating whether to re-sacrifice the spirit boat and escape, when there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in his ears, and he looked to the right, only to see fifty or sixty zhang away, a young female cultivator who looked less than twenty years old had an excited face, and stepped on a wide red silk several zhang long towards the ancient cultivation ruins.

Looking around in the distance, he could vaguely see more than a dozen rays of light of different colors sweeping straight towards the palace, Fang Nan's eyes moved slightly, and he roughly estimated his speed, the cultivation of these people was only at the peak of qi refining, and the recent young female cultivator was only at the seventh level of qi refining.

Seeing this, Fang Nan shook his head, how risky the ancient cultivation ruins were, not to mention the various ancient prohibitions and spatial cracks hidden in them, those primordial old monsters would never tolerate the appearance of these low-level cultivators who they regarded as ants after they came over.

It is estimated that many of these low-level monks understand this, but because the attraction of the ancient cultivation ruins that are close at hand is too great, and there are no monks above the end of the festival for a while, they will be lucky and choose to explore.

At this moment, the direction of the fang market in the north "sneered" loudly, and then suddenly lit up a white rainbow, the speed was extremely fast, and in an instant it reached the high altitude directly above, and a figure was faintly visible in the rainbow, which was the speed that only the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage could have.

And after the white light, there were several rays of light that were slightly inferior.

Fang Nan was shocked in his heart, remembering that at this time, a large number of high-level monks had gathered in Qingyang Mountain, which was dozens of miles away to the north, and immediately did not dare to stay any longer, and muttered for a while, he did not choose to sacrifice the spirit boat and rise into the air, but under the tip of his toes, the whole person turned into a gust of wind, leaving a heavy afterimage, and swept along the mountain slope to the east.

Along the way, he crossed a large area of mountains and forests, Fang Nan's divine sense probed out, and found that there were at least five or six figures, all of which were Qi refining cultivators who were similar to his cultivation, and at this moment, he also tried not to let himself escape to the east conspicuously.

The afterglow fell on a burly man more than ten zhang away in front of him, and a faint milky white luster escaped from the surface of the other party's body, as if he had used some spirit rune, and his speed was even faster than Fang Nan.

Just as he was surprised, a cold light several feet long suddenly appeared in front of the big man, and the big man had no time to react, and when he stepped out, the cold light just met his chest.

Poof!

The blood arrow shot out, and this big man who had cultivated enough to have the peak of qi refining was so silently chilled by all the two sections, and the strange thing was that only the part below the big man's chest fell to the ground, and the small part on it was so nowhere with his head in sight!

"Spatial rift! There is a spatial rift near the ruins!"

The frightened shouts of an old man who fled together sounded in his ears, Fang Nan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly stopped, and the cold light flickered after the ghostly light was released, and it also disappeared quickly.

Glancing at the miserable state of the burly man, Fang Nan's face twitched, and his mouth became bitter.

The rumored spatial cracks often appear in places where various spiritual energy fluctuations are extremely strong, and many of the rare ancient cultivation ruins have reappeared after being hidden for many years with thousands of years of spatial fluctuations.

Next to these places, there are also many spatial cracks, some of which are exposed to the field of vision, which is quite easy to hide, and some are shadowless and invisible, without even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, even if it is a high-level monk, one will be buried in it if he is not careful.

A hundred years ago, more than ninety percent of those demonic giants who fell one after another died in this kind of spatial rift that suddenly appeared, which shows the danger of this invisible rift.

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Thank you for the support of Taoist friends such as "Mo Yuning", "Perfect Pit Goods", "Look at the Money, Make Money", "Emperor Jun Has No Regrets", "Fingers Cover the Sky and Sing Xing".

I've been busy during the day today.,I'm revising the previous settings.,So that's the only one that.,Sorry.。

I've also read some of the comments in the book review area.,Some coincide with my previous plans.,Some I don't agree with.,After the revision.,I'll send a single chapter in the work.,You can check the changes.,So as not to be confused after seeing the relevant plot in the future.。

In addition to some objective opinions, there have also been a few brainless trolls in the book review area in the past two days, I saw that they were all directly deleted and banned in seconds, and some came up and directly swore words to greet the author's family, even if it was just a quick glance, the mood would be a lot worse, please trolls understand, this book has not been on the shelves for two months, and the author has not received a penny until now, so I don't owe you anything, and I will not tolerate your wanton abuse. I want to find a sense of existence on the Internet and move somewhere, I don't welcome you here, and I can't get used to seeing your ugly faces.

The biggest motivation to support me to write this book to the present is from all the book friends who voted to reward and support, although the number is not large, but it is enough for me to feel a warmth in the cold of this winter, what if there is no recommendation, I write my own story with peace of mind, not irrigation and not too prison, just for the author's heart and all the Taoist friends who have supported me all the way, it is also a great enjoyment.