In the morning light, everything awakens and the air is fresh.

A little princess with a long black dress with a graceful figure, a graceful outline, and a more graceful face. She walked out of the thatched hut and rubbed her eyes in a daze, saying cutely and cutely;

"Ling Tian, ​​what did you do with the big black cat last night? I seem to hear you screaming outside, crackling, are you fighting?"

"No, how could I fight with this kid? If I show my power, I can slap him to death." The big black cat man stood on the chair, looking unharmed, but there were many hairs on his body, all of which were burned and damaged.

Ye Lingtian, who was sitting opposite, was also covered in bruises. His arms and face were covered with traces of cat claws, and there were a few blood marks on his neck.

"Isn't there really a fight?" The little princess said half-believingly, "Who made the claw marks on Mr. Ling Tian's face?"

"It was windy last night." Ye Lingtian didn't want to tell the story of his fighting with a dead cat, so he was really a little indescribable.

If I suppressed this dead cat, it would be fine, but after a night of fighting, no winner would be decided.

After a while, Murong Tianlin walked out of the thatched hut next door and said, "Brother Ye, it's so good."

"Ash." Ye Lingtian smiled slightly.

"Feixian Ridge stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, has a vast land and a wealth of things, and has many luck. Among them, Feixian Pond is the most famous." Murong Tianlin said: "It is rumored that under Feixian Ridge, a Feixian Dragon Vein that is more than 100,000 years old is buried.

The essence of the dragon vein that overflowed from the Flying Immortal Dragon Vein formed a flying fairy pool on the surface of the rock layer of Feixian Ridge. Practicing in the Flying Immortal Pool will achieve twice the result with half the effort, and it will take a thousand miles a day. We might as well go out and look for it. If we are lucky, we might find a flying fairy pool."

Flying fairy dragon vein?

More than 100,000 years?

Ye Lingtian remembered that he and the little princess were hunted by monks from the Black Dragon Empire. He discovered the dragon vein in that cave. There was a ray of mysterious yellow aura in the mouth of the dragon vein. After being absorbed by him and the little princess, he immediately broke through a large part of his cultivation, and his physical quality was greatly improved.

The quality of the dragon vein is, the more terrifying it is. A dragon vein that is 100,000 years old has completely independent intelligence. Once it is revived, even if the Lord of the Holy Land comes, he must temporarily avoid the edge and retreat.

It goes without saying how wonderful the dragon vein essence that gushed out from the flying fairy dragon vein has.

"If you have the chance, you can pick out the dragon veins from the mountains of the ancient wilderness country in the future and refine them!"

Thinking of this, Ye Lingtian said, "Okay, let's go and see this Feixian Pool."

After a while, the group left Feixian Sect.

On the edge of the Feixian Sect's mountain, the bald old man stood with his hands behind his back, his gloomy eyes overlooking the mountains, rivers, and the few people who were gradually moving away, and said tremblingly: "The body of the God King... Is this God's body? Do you want me to live for a lifetime? But this kid's cultivation is still too weak, so he still has to wait, at least he has to wait until he grows to the real world, Xuanhuang Mirror."

The sun is scorching and the earth is like fire.

The mountains and fields covered with wilderness and primitive aura are endless and boundless.

The little princess lay listlessly on the head of the big black cat.

Under the scorching sunlight, the scarlet tongue in the big black cat's mouth drooped outside its mouth.

Ye Lingtian was a little dry and his mouth was dry. The atmosphere of Feixian Ridge was particularly primitive and wild. The spiritual essences filled with the air all carried a prehistoric aura, as if they made people's souls pass through the ages and returned to the ancient times.

Strange and ferocious beasts emerge one after another, hiding in all directions.

"Cry!"

With a long sound, it penetrated the gold-killed stone and fell from behind the sky.

It was a huge silver bird a hundred meters tall, with thunder and fire all over its body, making it even more extraordinary.

"It's the Thunder Flame Bird! This is a ferocious beast with pure bloodline. If you have the opportunity to cultivate to the level of a saint, you can transform into the Thunder Flame God-Crown Bird!" Murong Tianlin's face was solemn, and he said, "It seems that he was coming for us."

"Why did you come for us?" the little princess asked with her red lips.

"That's not simple. The area we are walking in is the territory of this beast." The folding fan of the mountains and rivers in Murong Tianlin's hand unfolded, and the torrents of mountains and rivers depicted on it were shining, as if they were real and illusory.

This is not an ordinary fan, but a real secret treasure. Murong Tianlin is the young master of the Murong family in the southern region of the East Desert. He came to the northern region of the East Desert with thousands of mountains and rivers. He did not have any reliance on anything he relied on. That would naturally be impossible.

"Chalala"! "Chalala"

The cultivation power of the first level of the Creation Realm was fully immersed in the secret treasure of the folding fan.

Murong Tianlin stepped out, waved his sleeves, and swayed the folding fan. An extremely ancient mountain immediately flew out of the fan, covering the sky and the sun.

The huge mountain was filled with mist, with flowers and plants, and waterfalls, as if someone had used his great power to seal a real mountain into the treasure fan.

"Cry!"

The thunderbolt bird, which felt the threatening charm, fluttered its wings and stopped its body.

The sharp and dazzling thunder and lightning flames appeared in the world, like a storm, watering on the mountain that covered the sky, destroying the mountain that suppressed everything and no longer existed.

"The evil beast is crazy!" Murong Tianlin was angry, and made a seal with one hand, slapped the treasure fan with the patterns of mountains and rivers. The scene that poured out suddenly became even more amazing, like a dream.

Dozens of great mountains, dragged by a rushing river, hit the body of the thunderbolt bird hard.

"Cry"! "Cry"

The feathers shining with the breath of thunder and fire fell down hundreds of times. The violent and ferocious thunder fire bird was severely injured and fled in a panic and sank into the clouds.

"Hey, good baby." The big black cat licked his lips and said, "That boy Murong, you lend this fan to me to observe. I am proficient in formations and can help you carve some great emperor formation patterns on this treasure fan, making your treasure fan more powerful."

"You know the Emperor's Formation Pattern?" Murong Tianlin was stunned and said, "No. There are not many people who master the Emperor's Formation Pattern in the East Wilderness. You are just a cat. How can you understand the complex and supreme Emperor's Formation Pattern?"

"You'll just misunderstand this. There's nothing I can't do in these heavens." The big black cat grinned and said, "Don't worry, give this fan to me quickly, I'll help you."

Ye Lingtian couldn't bear to see it anymore and said, "Brother Murong, you'd better put away the fan."

"This is a secret treasure given to me by my great-grandfather, so I will naturally keep it." Murong Tianlin glanced at the big black cat vigilantly and said.

(End of this chapter)
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