The rich white mist, like an alternative flame, and like a perennial ice that cannot be melted, at a glance, the white mist becomes a sea, just a glance makes people give birth to a sense of vastness.

The white mist that has existed for countless years blocks the iron hooves of the spiritual monks, preventing the other party from coming to disturb the ancient stars and ancient emperors of the past dynasties who are sleeping in it, it seems to be an ordinary white mist, but in fact, it has the strange title of tomb.

The tomb of the ancient emperor, although the ancient emperor is not necessarily ordinary in today's era, but this former emperor, each of them is the number of lives under the way of heaven, and has its own reason for existence.

They have been in the Heavenly Dao for life, they have controlled the Heavenly Dao, and naturally they have already known countless ciphertexts, which are commonplace for them, but for ordinary monks, it can make their souls tremble.

"It is estimated that it will not be long before the continent ahead will be reached. After a short silence, Feng Qingyang turned to Gai Jiuyou and said, this guy is fighting with the fairy in the painting at the moment, the two of them are like they have known each other for many years, if he didn't know the details of it, I'm afraid that they would think that they are a couple of Taoists, "Although you have to be Se, I want to see how long you can get Se." Feng Qingyang thought of it with bad intentions, recalling the dark time when he was entangled by the fairy in the painting, until now when he thinks about it, he still has palpitations and a chill down his spine.

"The mainland is ahead, you two have to be careful. "Laughing secretly, Feng Qingyang kindly reminded, Gai Jiuyou nodded, at this time, his heart is on the fairy in the painting, not that he likes the other party, in fact, he is a little curious about the means of the fairy in the painting, it is this curiosity that makes him keen on her now.

Gai Jiuyou is somewhat similar to the Holy Prince, the beauty of time is just a red face and white bones in their eyes, even if it is as beautiful as a fairy, even if it is a country and a city, after a few years, it is not necessary to experience the five decays of heaven and man, the red face turns into white bones, and finally disappears, in his eyes, strength is everything.

Looking back at Feng Qingyang, he said that he knew, and then continued to hook up with the fairy in the painting again, in his opinion, this palm-sized thing, even if it is not simple, but how strong can it be?

He was secretly amused, thinking that he had picked up a treasure, but he didn't know that Feng Qingyang was even happier than him laughing, and the three of them shuttled through the white mist, and about half a day passed again, and finally came to the deepest part of the white mist.

The white mist here is incomparably thin, like clouds coming with the wind, and a desolate land suddenly appears in front of the three of them.

The desolate continent has no mountains and no empty objects, which seems to be a little simple compared to the legendary tombs, and if this is the tomb, it seems a little unbelievable.

"This fast continent is actually a floating continent, we haven't reached the real burial ground, and it's still on the periphery. Gai Jiuyou gathered his curiosity and said with a serious face.

There are many crises here, and he naturally has no heart to continue to flirt with the fairy in the painting, otherwise if there is any accident, he will definitely regret himself, on the other hand, Feng Qingyang is afraid that he will not come out with himself to take risks in the future.

Feng Qingyang nodded, in fact, he also saw this, the continent he stepped on at this time did seem too desolate, the rules were distorted, the laws were incomparably peaceful, and the aura here was even thinner, if he didn't perceive it carefully, he would almost think that there was nothing here at all.

I really can't figure it out, how could Qingshuang's will appear in such an abandoned place, just at the moment of losing his mind, the earth suddenly shook, shaking violently as if this continent had hit something.

The powerful aura that spread out suddenly made Feng Qingyang and Gai Jiuyou's faces solemn, and the two of them rose up with a swipe, looking into the distance, the endless plain, the horizon seemed to have been integrated into the end, the farthest, and there was a touch of cyan glow flickering, as if a star had landed here, and what was even more strange was that with the blowing wind, some screams could be faintly heard, and this scream was definitely not the voice of the Terran monks, but like a kind of trapped beast fight, the last desperate sound was made.

"Ahead, Qingshuang's will is ahead?" Feng Qingyang's mind turned, thinking about what would appear ahead, and the appearance of the cyan halo had already convinced him that there must be Qingshuang's will here.

Glancing at each other, the two of them approached rapidly forward again, the screams in their ears became more obvious, and the chaotic aura mixed with the wind made the two even more frightened.

"This aura is definitely not an ordinary monk. Feng Qingyang murmured, and a kind of anxiety suddenly arose in his heart, not only that, but even the fairy in the painting who kept frolicking with Gai Jiuyou at the beginning also returned to Feng Qingyang's shoulders uneasily, trembling his delicate body, staring ahead.

Boom!, suddenly, a powerful wave of qi suddenly spread, the wind cleared his heart for a while, accelerated forward and approached, almost at the moment of his rapidity, there was a crisp bang in his ears, looking back, the place where he was at this time was actually dramatically changed.

In front of the world, there are nine mountains that are not high, and this mountain is covered by raging flames, and from a distance, the scenery is particularly shocking, the burning flames, and the steaming heat wave, almost melt the whole world.

Rather, it is better to say that it is the seal of the ancient emperor who suppressed the fall, and the sound in their ears before was also the sound from when they left the Floating Continent and officially entered the tomb land.

"Qingyang, something is wrong, the source of this scream seems to be near us, but why didn't I see anything?" Gai Jiuyou muttered, as soon as these words came out, Feng Qingyang's heart was shocked.

"Nearby?" he suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, his face suddenly became extremely heavy, and even, there was a touch of anger.

"Dogs, when they are not living beings?" he said angrily, and immediately transmitted a voice to Gai Jiuyou, if he hadn't reminded him, he would not have believed it even now, he was still in the gap between the floating continent and the burial mound.

"If you want to pass, there will be at least half an hour. His eyes were bloodshot, and the intense anger was almost all released suddenly, causing Gai Jiu Yougan on the side to stare at him.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know where the monk came from, but he actually gathered all the demon beasts in the floating continent together......"