Beast Mastery

After waking up from their daze, everyone's eyes turned to Zhang Nuo and Ye Yuemiao. They were very surprised. Why were these two people not affected by the white light just now? Instead, they reacted quickly! Even

Beings like Patriarch Nanxuan were captured by white light. What method did these two people use?

The big seal and purple handkerchief blocked the front of the two giant ships, and countless soft and comfortable white lights covered the two magic weapons. However, this light seemed to only have an effect on the monks' hearts, but had no effect on the magic weapons.

Ye Yuemiao turned her head and glanced at Zhang Nuo, feeling equally astonished in her heart. There was a strange object on her body, and she successfully resisted the temptation of the white light. So what did Zhang Nuo have on her body?

"What a risk!"

Zhuge secretly let out a sigh of relief, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat. Several others also broke out in cold sweat as if they were waking up from a dream.

"What a scary white light!"

Patriarch Nanxuan looked up at the sky and recalled the scene just now. He was really a man from two lifetimes. With his cultivation, his mind was already strong to a certain extent, but he was still taken advantage of.

"Senior! Are we still moving forward?"

Ye Yuemiao turned her beautiful eyes and asked Patriarch Nanxuan.

"Move forward, things have come to this point anyway, there is no point in retreating!"

Even though he knew that the things ahead were extraordinary, Nanxuan Ancestor still had to make such a decision, but he couldn't help but retreat. He was trapped in the vast mist. As time went by, they had no way out.

Why not go ahead and try your luck!

Ye Yuemiao nodded in agreement. She was thoughtful, and after a moment of thought, she understood what the ancestor meant, and just like that, the two big ships continued to move forward in the direction of the white light!

Oddly enough, the further forward, the smaller the concentration of the white light became. In the end, the shadow of the white light could not be seen in the air at all. Zhang Nuo tried to withdraw the Heaven-shaking Seal, and sure enough, no one was affected in any way.

"Zhang Nuo, how did you discover that there is something strange in the white light?"

Patriarch Nanxuan turned his head. He was very curious as to how Zhang Nuo could see through the white light. As powerful as he was, he had no defense against the white light.

"I was thinking deeply about the problem just now and didn't pay attention to the white light at all. When I discovered it, I felt that the white light was eating away at my inner defense!"

These words were all taught to him by Chunyangzi. If he couldn't find a good excuse, it would be difficult for Zhang Nuo to get through this!

"If you don't pay attention to the white light, nothing will happen."

Ancestor Nanxuan lowered his head and murmured a few words to himself. He did not notice this problem, but now that the white light has disappeared, there is no way to verify this problem.

Seeing that the ancestor's suspicion was not aroused, Zhang Nuo finally let out a sigh of relief. When he turned his eyes to Ye Yuemiao, he was very puzzled. With the help of a powerful remnant soul like Chunyangzi, he could escape the white light.

Captured, what did this woman use? It seems that the Ye family is truly worthy of its reputation on the Tianyuan Continent. A female cultivator in the pill formation stage is like this, and a monk in the Nascent Soul stage is even more unimaginable.

The trumpet-shaped magic weapon in the hand of the green-bearded man flashed with brilliance, and a gust of wind came from it. With a "whoosh" sound, all the fog dozens of feet away in front of him was blown away. But what surprised everyone was that this time after the fog dispersed,

It did not close up again, as if a passage had burst out of the thick fog.

Zhang Nuo looked at it and felt puzzled in his heart. Everything in this heavy fog was so weird that it couldn't be understood with common sense!

"Senior, what do you think is behind this mist?"

"I don't know either! But it's definitely not something simple, Mr. Zhang, you'd better be careful!"

After hearing Zhang Nuo's message, Chunyangzi solemnly reminded him.

With an expressionless face, Zhang Nuo listened to what Chunyangzi said, and he knew what he was talking about. At this time, he only heard a loud bang, and the two giant ships stopped almost at the same time, and the hulls shook for a while.

The expressions of everyone on the boat changed drastically, and they didn't know what had happened.

"It seems we have hit a rock?"

The green-bearded man standing on the bow of the ship used the power of a magic weapon to blow away the fog below the ship. He saw that the bottoms of the two ships were choked by rocks to varying degrees, making them unable to move forward at all.

"It seems that the destination is ahead!"

After discovering that the damage to the flying boat was not serious, Ancestor Nanxuan said solemnly.

"Senior, are we going to abandon ship and move forward?"

There was some surprise on Ye Yuemiao's pretty face. The boat was the basis for them to move forward in the misty sea. Without the boat, they only relied on speed flying. Who knows how long it will take to find the Fairyland Continent? What's more,

The terrible thing is that compared with flying magic weapons, the spiritual energy in the bodies of monks like them is far from enough to fly for such a long time!

"Leave most of the people to guard the ship, and the rest will follow me!"

Without any hesitation, Ancestor Nanxuan quickly made a decision. Being trapped in the fog, the longer it went, the worse it would be for them. Only by solving the mystery as soon as possible could they return to the normal route.

After some deliberation, Zhuge An was left to guard the flying boat, while Ye Yuemiao was left with a white-haired old man to guard the flying boat. After selecting a few foundation-building disciples, these people began to control the flying magic weapon, heading towards

Feifang rushed away.

Unfortunately for Zhang Nuo, he was also chosen. He didn't want to follow, but he was forced by his ancestor's pressure and had no choice but to follow.

Being in the escaping light, feeling the thick fog around me, the spiritual consciousness can reach forward up to two feet. This terrible feeling makes all the monks frightened. You must know that the spiritual consciousness is equivalent to the monk's eyes. Just imagine

Without the eyes, it's like walking with your eyes closed.

"Um!"

After flying forward for a while, Nanxuan's hometown suddenly made a soft sound. Zhang Nuo looked up, but the fog was too heavy and he had no idea what was going on. However, the sound shouldn't be a particularly important thing.

, continued to fly forward, and suddenly, he seemed to rush out of the thick fog. Everything in front of him made him take a breath!

When the fog reached this point, it was as if someone had cut it off with a knife. Not even a fog star could be seen in front of him. On the flat ground in front of him, Nanxuan Ancestor stood straight, his snow-white eyebrows trembling, and Ye

Yue Miao's pretty face was slightly startled, her small mouth almost became a circle, and she didn't take it back for a long time.

At this time, Zhang Nuo also looked forward, and saw that the area in front was extremely vast, like a peach orchard, surrounded by flowers, plants, trees, and lush branches and leaves. It was a picture of full of vitality. In the sky of this area, a line of

A colorful rainbow streaks across the sky. The gorgeous rainbow light is comparable to a fairyland on earth!

What surprised everyone even more was a huge palace floating in mid-air. This palace was nearly a thousand feet in diameter and more than seven feet high from the ground. There was no support in the middle. The whole palace was glowing with light golden colors, streaks of light.

Vast spiritual energy fluctuations came from it.

This scene, like a fairy palace, made Nanxuan Ancestor calm, and he couldn't help but feel a little more shocked.

"Is this the legendary fairyland?"

Taking a few steps forward, Patriarch Nanxuan kept scanning the 'Immortal Palace' with his spiritual consciousness. There was no thick fog here, and his spiritual consciousness was liberated and he could explore as before.

Zhang Nuo frowned slightly when he heard his ancestor's words. Others didn't know what the Immortal Fantasy Continent looked like, but he knew very well. Judging from the terrain recorded in the 'Measuring Sky Ruler', there was nothing like the Immortal Fantasy Continent here.

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With a quick glance, I found that all the monks were walking towards the Immortal Palace step by step with admiration in their eyes. Especially those disciples with lower cultivation levels, their whole bodies were trembling with excitement.

"Haha! I have lived here for nearly a thousand years. I didn't expect that a fellow Taoist would come here today! How rude!"

Just when everyone was moving forward, a loud roar of laughter came from the ‘Immortal Palace’, sounding like a huge bell that spread far and wide!

Hearing this, everyone stopped. Ancestor Nanxuan stared at the gate of the Immortal Palace, and his spiritual consciousness was trying his best to penetrate deeply into the Immortal Palace.

At this moment, a ray of light flew out from the "Immortal Palace" at a staggering speed. In a blink of an eye, it came in front of everyone. The light disappeared, revealing an old monk coming out.

This monk wears a plain white robe, with one hundred and eight rosary beads hanging around his neck. The light above his head is like the bright moon in the sky, and his big ears almost fall to his shoulders. His round face looks extremely kind. But his old face makes people feel at ease.

It's impossible to guess how old he is.

When many monks see the old monk, they feel a sense of security in their hearts! For some reason, the white-robed monk in front of them seems to be a powerful man who came down from the immortal world! It makes people feel approachable and a little awe-inspiring.

"Haha! I have been in seclusion here for many years and have never seen a stranger. It seems a bit rude for all the donors to come here today!"

Putting his palms together, the white-robed monk bowed deeply to Patriarch Nanxuan and others, his old face smiling as brightly as a flower!

"Master, you're welcome!"

Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from the other party, this old monk's cultivation level, around the late Nascent Soul stage, was a small level higher than that of Nanxuan Ancestor! When he saw the other party being so polite, he did not dare to

He was negligent and immediately returned the greeting.

"I brought a group of disciples and broke into this place unintentionally. Please forgive me, master!"

"Amitabha, what did the donor say? Since you are here and you are a guest, please give me a few words!"

The white-robed monk is very generous and always has a smile on his old face, which makes people not feel annoyed at first sight. Despite this, Patriarch Nanxuan still put a lot of caution in his heart to be able to practice alone in the sea of ​​mist.

The monks are definitely not comparable to ordinary people, especially those who have created such a strange thick fog, and their attainments in formations are even more terrifying!

After reaching out and making a gesture of invitation, the old monk frowned slightly when he saw that no one moved a step, but then he laughed and said:

"Fellow Taoists, don't get me wrong. I have lived here in seclusion for many years and have never left. I don't know what is happening in the outside world. I just want to know more about it!"