Trapped on Beast Island, the sight of the place is still gray, Zhang Yang five people exchanged names, and finally arrived at the center of the island after walking for a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhang Yang thought that this place would be like the outside, but he didn't expect that in the center of the island, there was a one-meter-square pool among the layers of dead wood, and a handful of soil was piled up in the pool, and there was a young bud on the soil, but the color was slightly dull.

"Wanxin senior," Zhang Yang looked at the gray-robed woman in surprise, "Is this also a little sapling?"

"Of course not," Wan Xin was surprised when he saw Zhang Yang, and immediately said proudly: "This is something I have worked so hard to cultivate, and it is a real sapling!"

"But there is nothing in this spiritual realm, where did you get these dirt and seeds?"

"This kind of seed was extracted from the soul of a man's head and snake body a long time ago, and this clay ......," Wan Xin said and chuckled, "it was also drawn from the soul of your old man. ”

Wan Xin is the eldest sister of the three, the big-eared man is the second brother, named Wan Nian, and the tall and thin man is the third brother, called Wan Ash. Speaking of this interesting thing at this moment, Wan Nian was about to open his mouth immediately, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Zhang Yang glanced at Zorro on the side: "Cover his mouth!"

Speaking of the human head and snake body, the word "watchman" instantly popped up in Zhang Yang's mind, if it was really them, then it was natural that there were seeds on their bodies. As for why there is soil on Yuan Duo's body, it can only be the reason why there is no tear dust in it.

"Oh yes! I almost forgot to water it. Seeing the sapling, Wan Xin took out the magic wand and slammed it at the sapling as if he remembered something. I saw the end of the golden light, and a drop of crystal water slowly dripped on the young shoot.

Wan Xin's demeanor was very focused, as if he was doing an extremely sacred thing, and Zhang Yang didn't expect that the Ancestral World Clan, which had always been lifeless, would give birth to such a change here.

"Don't underestimate it because of its color, this guy has been supporting it for a hundred years. ”

Wan Xin smiled, his face full of pride. Zhang Yang's heart suddenly moved, a hundred years ago, I am afraid it was the time when the Origin Ancient Tree was resurrected.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of his five-color origin power, he squatted down and said, "Maybe I can try." ”

"Stop! What are you going to do!"

Before Zhang Yang could move, Wan Xin and Wan Nian were both nervous, and even Wan Ash, who had been silent, stared at Zhang Yang with wide eyes.

The three of them threw a mouse bogey, but Zhang Yang had already touched the yellow-green young shoots, and as the power of the wood containing the power of the origin was slowly injected, the original yellow-green young shoots instantly became emerald green.

"Is this the power of the Origin?" muttered Wan Xin.

"Yes, but I still don't understand, why do you have such a thing on you......?

Wan Nian was directly covered by Zhang Yang before he finished speaking, he shook his head and said: "The reason is really a long story, even I don't know, I'm afraid only that person can give the answer." ”

"That person?" Wan Xin looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously.

"Oh, it shouldn't matter if you say it, Godwings, do the three seniors know each other?"

Before Zhang Yang's words fell, the magic wand in Wan Xin's hand fell instantly, if it weren't for Wan Gray's quick eyes, I am afraid that he would have smashed the saplings in the pond at once.

Zhang Yang didn't expect the three of them to have such a reaction at all, looking at this situation, the three of them must know the Wings of God, but they don't know whether the relationship is good or evil.

"Wan Nian, go find that horned spirit. After a pause, Wan Xin seemed to react. Just looking at her look, the previous name must still be echoing in her head.

"Senior, wait a minute, can you bring the horn spirit of the source of this illusion as well. ”

Not long after, when Wan Xin and the two were still in a daze, Wan Nian had already come to Zhang Yang with two horns. Seeing this, Zhang Yang immediately took it. He fixed his mind, although he was looking forward to it, but when it came to the end, he would inevitably have some gains and losses.

"Huh?"

Before Zhang Yang could take a closer look, a horn in his hand actually climbed on Zhang Yang's wrist, and there was where Lingjizi was.

"Hiroshi...... Hongluan, is that you?"

Jiaoluo couldn't speak, he couldn't answer, but under the connection of his soul, a warm feeling followed, like a warm current flowing into the heart, which calmed Zhang Yang instantly.

He fixed his eyes to see that there was a faint appearance of a small beast in the horn, but the little beast did not move, as if it was asleep. Look at the other one, a sleeping giant ape in the black horns.

"These two are my old friends, can I take them away?" Zhang Yang asked.

"I advise you not to do this. Before the three of them could speak, Zorro shook his head, "They are just and can't bring out this realm." Moreover, there is a lot of fog in Panlong Ridge, so I still leave them here, there are three seniors here, and they ......"

"No," Zorro said with a sigh before she could finish her sentence when she was interrupted by Wanxin, "We won't stay here either, you're going to find the Wings of God, we're going with you." ”

Wan Xin's calm eyes were filled with irrefutable firmness, Zhang Yang had to nod, he gently stroked the horns in his hand, and as soon as his mind moved, two pure five-color origin powers were injected into it. Then, he gently placed the two horns under the verdant sapling, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.

......

In the vast spiritual realm, on a wasteland that is not far away from the Yuhan Pass, five mountains of one long and four short converge here. Although the spiritual world has not been eroded by wind and rain, this vast mountain range is still full of holes. The mountains crisscross and crisscross, looking at it from afar, like a dragon walking and a snake walking, and more like a group of dragons entrenched, so it is called Panlong Ridge.

At this moment, between the layers of Panlong Ridge mountain tops, there is a saddle-shaped depression, and on both sides of the depression, people with different costumes on both sides are nervously confronting each other.

"Do you still have to struggle?" On a high ground on the right, more than 100 people in brown coats stared at the front with fiery eyes, although they did not move, but the greed in their eyes could not be more obvious.

On the opposite side of the brown crowd, dozens of men in white lined up angrily, followed by hundreds of people of all sizes and horns huddled tightly together, trembling.

"Adversary, don't talk nonsense! If you want to plunder my people, first step over me and wait for the corpse!"

"Kill yourself!"

It turned out that this Panlongling was originally a gathering place for the small clans in the spirit world, and in order to avoid being swallowed by other souls, some horned spirits gradually gathered here, wanting to unite the strength of everyone to protect themselves.

I didn't think about it, but I was discovered by the emperor who broke into here, and the Panlongling clan tried their best to resist, but their strength was already poor, and they were still devoured by the demons. Long Yanjun was also taken away by the emperor at that time, but it was only because the battle in the fairy world was at a critical point that he was not swallowed up.

Later, the invasion of the demons caused a large-scale rebellion in the spirit world, and the emperor was unable to do so, so he sent Zorro, who was helping to resist the demons at that time, and was unfortunately captured by Zorro to Qushan City.

After that, I thought that the demons would retreat after defeating the immortal realm, but I didn't expect this group of guys to resurrect again. For many days, not only Panlongling, but also more than 100 places in the spiritual world have been staging such a tragedy.

The people of the spirit world were already restrained by the demons, although the dozens of men in white resisted desperately, but the gap in strength was by no means something that could be made up for by a moment of bravery, and three of the clansmen were stabbed to death by the demons in front of the battle in a few rounds. As soon as the three of them died, the demons swarmed up like sharks that smelled blood, and in the blink of an eye, they devoured the three souls and seven spirits of the three of them.

"Damn!"

Seeing this situation, the rest of the white-clothed people only felt that their qi and blood rushed to the top of their heads, and they rushed towards the demon clan in an instant. The crazy momentum is indeed overwhelming, but the demon clan on the other side does not fight head-on, only slowly consuming everyone's sharp energy, just waiting for this momentum to be lost, that is, when everyone is destroyed.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion. Not to mention that everyone in the demon clan was looking forward to the moment when everyone was exhausted, and a person immediately stood up behind the men in white.

This person was born short and strong, most of his black and red face was covered by a beard, although his appearance was not good, but this person was the patriarch of the Longling clan - Wu Xiangshan.

"Stop!"

As Wu Xiangshan shouted, the two sides were slightly stunned and gradually stopped. Seeing this, the leader of the demon clan snorted, pointed at Wu Xiangshan and said, "What's the matter?

"Su Tu, what the hell do you have to do to let me go of Panlongling! Aren't there enough horns that have been captured before?"

"How is it?" the demon Su Tu sneered and said, "Unless you are willing to cut yourself here, you will definitely step on the coiling dragon today!"

"Conspiracy!" Before Su Tu's words fell, a group of white-clothed people in front of him immediately shouted and cursed, but behind them, Wu Xiangshan fell into a short silence.

In fact, he didn't know what was the plan, but it was about the people around him, even if he couldn't do it, he had to think about the possibility of this matter repeatedly.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't convince himself to believe Su Tu's words, for fear that the next moment he cut himself, these guys would poison his own people.

"I can cut myself, but I want you to make an oath!"

"Patriarch can't!" Hearing this, the clansmen immediately tried their best to stop them.

"You ......" Su Tu raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Okay, I'll promise you! As long as Wu Xiangshan cuts himself here today, my demon clan will let go of the Panlongling clan! Okay?"

For practitioners, vows are very important, and they need to be made with great care. Mortals may do things that go back against their word, but cultivators cannot, because the path of cultivation is already secretly in the cycle of cause and effect, and once the oath is broken, the state of mind will be depressed, which is much more terrifying than any sword mountain and sea of fire.

"Good ......"

Although the clansmen tried their best to dissuade them, Wu Xiangshan had promised the other party, and seemed to have found a reason to comfort himself, although the demon clan was vicious, it would never break his oath. () "A Thousand Illusions of Divine Path" only represents the author's views of the grass and gray, if you find that its content violates the content of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, and the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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