Chapter 65: The Island
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Yang Feng was sitting on the wooden kite in contemplation, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something strange behind him, and when he looked back, he found that the sea surface behind him had undergone earth-shaking changes.
The sea surface that has changed is dozens of miles, and the sea water in a radius of dozens of miles is rotating rapidly, and the sea water is also rising, forming a series of shocking water columns, enclosing the sea surface.
Although Yang Feng was far away, he still felt that Dao was coming one after another strong hurricanes, and under such an impact, he had to use his spiritual power to resist.
Because his view was blocked by the water column, Yang Feng couldn't see the situation inside, so he could only wait here.
After about half an hour, the water column that reached into the sky slowly fell downward, and when they completely fell, Yang Feng's eyes were greeted by a small island floating on the sea.
This small island was wrapped in a pale yellow light curtain, Yang Feng looked around, and found that the island was hidden from time to time, and its location was constantly changing, such a vision was indeed extremely strange.
After flashing a few times, Yang Feng found that the island was gradually moving away from him, he jumped up from the wooden kite and ran in the direction of the island.
Yang Feng used his spiritual power and chased for a long time before finally approaching the island, but when he was about to step into the island, he was blocked by another layer of light curtain.
This light curtain looked fragile, and Yang Feng ran his cultivation and punched at it.
But after dropping the fist, he found that the fist fell on the light curtain as if it had touched a piece of fine iron, and the light curtain was not damaged in the slightest, but his hand became bruised in an instant because of the excessive force.
After a little groaning, Yang Feng took out the spear again, injected spiritual power into it, and then clenched the spear and stabbed towards the light curtain.
"Zheng"
There was a sharp sound where the spear came into contact with the light curtain, and Yang Feng's palm clenching the body of the spear was slightly numb from the shock.
This light curtain was extremely large, covering the entire island, and although the defenses here were impregnable, Yang Feng felt that maybe other places would be weaker, so he circled around the light curtain.
After making a half-circle, Yang Feng stopped in the direction of the north of the island, and he noticed that the light curtain here was slightly different from the other places.
There is a one-zhang-sized light curtain with a dark gray color and ripples flowing in the light curtain.
Yang Feng stared at this light curtain for a moment, slowly raised his right hand, and leaned forward.
As soon as the palm of his hand touched the light curtain, an attraction suddenly poured out, Yang Feng thought for a moment, but did not resist, and let this force suck himself in.
After entering the light curtain, Yang Feng found that he was in front of a huge palace, which was ancient and magnificent, and made people feel a sense of awe.
In front of the palace, there are nine stone statues, each of which is nearly 100 zhang high, all of which are made of white jade, and under the light of the sun, the stone statues are shrouded in a faint silver light, making it difficult to see their true faces.
Yang Feng suppressed the shock in his heart and walked towards the palace.
However, just as he was about to step into the palace gate, a huge and indescribable thought suddenly fell from the sky.
After Yang Feng swallowed a Xuanjing Fruit, his divine sense was multiplied, and his single-round soul power was already comparable to that of a half-step Divine Realm cultivator.
As soon as he felt this thought, he immediately retreated, but this idea was too powerful, and before Yang Feng could withdraw, he was hit by a pillar of light that condensed his thoughts.
His body shot out like rubble and slammed to the ground.
This blow was not trivial, it made Yang Feng's head dizzy, and the moment he landed, the blood veins in his body almost burst open.
Yang Feng hurriedly sat up, and ran his cultivation to suppress the injury, and it took half an hour before the impact of that thought was neutralized.
At this time, Yang Feng no longer dared to approach the palace, a single thought had such power, and the original deity of the idea was probably at least a great power of the Void Realm.
After his heart settled down for a while, Yang Feng got up slowly, he couldn't enter this place, he could only go to other places.
This island is not small, and after leaving the palace, Yang Feng walked onto a desert, and he walked for a long time without finding anything.
Thinking that it would be too slow to go on like this, he jumped lightly and jumped into the air to look down on the island.
The palace is located in the middle of the island, and then the palace is surrounded by a large desert, which covers almost half of the entire island.
Beyond the desert there are nine palaces, which are much smaller than the one in the middle.
Further beyond is the Endless Sea, this island is so big, after seeing the whole picture of the island, Yang Feng flew towards the edge of the island.
He felt that although the large palace in the center could not be entered, maybe the small palace outside could be entered, and since he had come here, he had to try it.
Soon after, Yang Feng arrived in front of a small palace on the outskirts of the island, similar to the central palace, and there were nine stone statues standing in front of this palace, and he only glanced at it and walked towards the palace gate.
When he walked to the gate, Yang Feng hesitated again, wondering if this place would suddenly rush out of a mind to attack him like just now?
After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Feng made up his mind, he started his cultivation and stepped out towards the door.
Yang Feng stepped into the gate and was not attacked by any thoughts, but after he entered the gate, a small door appeared in front of him.
The small door was dark red, ethereal, and strangely shaped to look like a key.
Seeing this, Yang Feng suddenly thought of something, and took out a rusty reddish-brown key from the storage bag.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Feng picked up the key and threw it towards the small door.
The rusty key grew in size as it flew into the small door, and in an instant it became the size of the small door.
After a few shakes, it was embedded in the small door, and the rust on the key had completely disappeared by this time, revealing a soft dark red glow.
After a few breaths, the key embedded in the small door flew out again, shrunk to its original size, and returned to Yang Feng's hand.
He put the key away, and when he looked again, he found that the ethereal door was solidified, Yang Feng settled down and walked slowly towards the door.
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