Fantasy: Regenerated Into A Grass, Accompanied By A Willow God

Everyone was stunned by this scene. The shape of Kunpeng in front of them was so lifelike that it was unbelievable. This is not an ordinary palace, it clearly represents a pure land, and it is extremely grand.

Kunpeng overlooked the world and looked down upon the heroes, which made people not submit. Just this momentum alone made people tremble and gasp, and some people even knelt down and worshiped.

"Is...is it still alive?"

A group of heroes trembled, the long glorious years, the vicissitudes of life, Kunpeng's divine power is still the same. However, why such monsters appeared again, could it be an illusion. "Ninety-eight

However, according to the rumors, Kunpeng died in the ancient times, and fell as early as a thousand Years ago. The Kunpeng lair they came to witnessed scenes, and all the traces showed that he no longer existed, right? There are fakes.

If Kunpeng is still alive, even if there is only a trace of soul wandering, they are here to compete for Kunpeng's treasure, isn't it just seeking their own death?

buzz buzz...

The next moment, there was a buzzing sound in the air, and in everyone's minds, there was a sense of humming and evil. The next moment, the huge Kunpeng shadow disappeared, but the ancient palaces and halls were still so magnificent and glorious. Radiant, but it adds a piece of dead silence, withered, and the breath of Death is still there.

"What's going on here? Did we just enter the hallucination together at the same time?"

"You all guessed wrong, this should be Kunpeng's precious art, he is waving to us in his way, and it is hidden in this palace!"

When one person spoke, the hearts of the Europeans also boiled.

Compared to before, the boiling blood in the blood vessels has become irresistible, whether it is a scheming strongman or a Venerable, it is already difficult to suppress, the excitement and joy that has been suppressed for a long time in the heart, their eyes are bloodshot and bloodshot, regardless of An Wei rushed in with endless impulse and excitement.

The shadow of Kunpeng's body can appear, this must be the treasure of Kunpeng, and it must not be wrong.

If you have the opportunity to gain insight, and the mystery of the insight lies, then you can win the world in the future, just around the corner.

In the ancient hall, the light is shining everywhere, giving people an illusion, as if they have come to the Immortal Realm, but it is this kind of dazzling light beam, which has become a cloud of smoke covered by everyone, making it difficult to distinguish between east, west, north, and middle.

Following the guidance of the divine light, the flying speed of the crowd became faster and faster. They didn't know how many miles they had traveled, and they didn't know whether they could find the end. An ancient altar.

"The end, we're finally here!"

Someone expressed emotion. At this moment, the breath that I used to guide them here is close at hand. Between guesses, someone has already stepped forward and found that on the altar, the original rune of Kunpeng is enshrined. Above, Kunpeng's rune bone.

And the phantom just now appeared on the altar, and now the mystery in everyone's mind was explained, not only much more comfortable, but also found the end in the mist.

In an instant, various light colors hit the top of the void, filling the front and back of the altar.

The altar in front of me is like a mountain, majestic and majestic. The boulders piled up one after another seem simple and unadorned, but the aura contained inside can hit the sea of ​​essence directly, making the chaotic and disordered emotions become clear at this moment , the closer you get, the stronger this feeling becomes, it's extremely magical...

The avenue is simple, under the bustling light and shadow, isn't it like this! All things Wanfa are one, and the original original appearance is exactly like this.

Everyone speculated that this altar was the tomb of Kunpeng's fall, and the symbols carved on it recorded what Kunpeng had done and cultivated, that is, the glory and brilliance of his life achievements.

However, before and after the altar, including the altar itself, there is no killing formation left by its owner. Maybe Kunpeng disdains this, but the desire in the chest of Wan Ling makes them irreversible, and the sound of fighting is set off.

Those who were able to get here by chance were all the elites among the elites, and all of them were pretentious. As usual, they were all strong or dominant, so how could they share a piece of the pie with others?

As the saying goes, there cannot be two tigers on one mountain, but if a group of tigers walks side by side, it will naturally turn the world upside down and rain blood.

Between the stone crevices of the casting altar, there are rare spiritual creatures in the world. Behind the altar, there is actually a huge 4.5 waterfall hanging, and the strong breath comes from it.

Witnesses have already understood that this can never be formed deliberately, it can never be left behind by Kunpeng, but it was formed out of nowhere, and because of this, it is the place of practice chosen by Kunpeng, the spirit of heaven and earth, the place of Spiritual Qi It is rich and rich, which has bred a lot of Heavenly and Mortal Treasures in this eternity.

"Holy third rank?"

One person exclaimed, and a thousand people were shocked.

On the stone platform path leading to the high place of the altar, there is a unique herbal plant, surrounded by a strong breath and a light of charm.

Looking up again, in the void, stars are dotted and fall on it. .