Fantasy World Transmigration

I don't know how many miles the small boat has traveled, but the sea of ​​blood is still so boundless and magnificent. Between the waves of the sea of ​​blood, this small boat shuttles through the waves of blood lightly like a swallow. At some point, the waves on the blood sea rose higher, higher than the waves of blood above Fan Wujie and the others, and they hit the boat.

At this time, on the far horizon, against the boundless blood-colored background, a tiny black spot appeared in everyone's eyes.

As the black spot gradually approached, Fan Wujie saw clearly that the black spot was not some big island ship, but a gigantic giant crocodile. This giant crocodile was several times bigger than the giant kun they saw before. The giant shell on its back rides the wind and waves, like an island in a sea of ​​blood.

As the giant ao gradually approached, Fan Wujie realized that this is not just a small island!

It is simply a miniature continent!

The huge waves set off by the giant turtles are as high as several feet high, and the small boats passing through them are like sailing among the mountain peaks. The carapace of the giant turtles is like the traces of chopping with knives and axes, which are obviously engraved with the wind and frost of the years. I don't know how many years this Shenao has survived in this sea of ​​blood! Judging from the traces of destructive aura on the tortoise shell... the farthest destructive wound was left 100 million years ago.

But before that, Shen'ao still had a huge wound that didn't have a destructive aura.

The traces of the hideous wounds healed all reminded everyone how terrible the attack of the divine turtle survived.

"The most ancient wound with a destructive dao injury on the Shenao, also dates back to 100 million years ago. At that time, this Shenao should have lived for a long time!" Fan Wujie said with a sinking face: " That is to say, this Shenao is not a descendant of a congenital being who fell into the sea of ​​blood... but a congenital being who fell into the sea of ​​blood and has not yet died."

"Have you seen the scariest scars on its body!" Fan Wujie gestured: "The era when those scars were formed is similar to the era when we researched the prehistoric and broken... This may be a god who survived the prehistoric and broken! "

"After the prehistoric world is shattered, you can still survive after falling into the ruins!" Yuan Yu said in horror: "I'm afraid this divine beast is extremely powerful!"

"Turn around...we can't be enemies with this divine beast!"

The mummy stood on the bow of the boat, watching Shen'ao turn around slightly, turned towards them, and swam towards the boat. The huge waves it raised formed water walls as high as sky curtains in front of the boat. The overwhelming attack from Ao's direction seemed to smash this tiny one-page boat into pieces.

"We're here!" the mummy said calmly:

"This Shenao is your gathering place!" Hearing these words, Fan Wujie and Yuan Yu also came to their senses, and became even more afraid of the organization behind the mummy.

This god's turtle is rampant in the sea of ​​blood in the palm of the hand, and it is probably one of the most terrifying monsters in this blood sea Jedi, but even such a peerless monster has to be stationed for them, just because of this Respecting the Shenao who supported their holy land, the organization behind the mummy can be said to be one of the most difficult organizations in the entire Blood Sea Jedi.

"What a big show!" Yuan Yu gasped and said, "This is a blow to us!"

"I still think that the boatman who may be the ferryman of the Styx River is even more pompous..." Fan Wujie said quietly: "That boatman knows a lot of terrible secrets, and if he tells them, it may turn the entire heavens and worlds upside down. The great secret of the underworld, the Shenao who survived before the prehistoric era is nothing!"

"Sit still!" The boatman yelled, and with a wooden oar, the whole boat swung sideways in the turbulent waves, and it shot at the back shell of Shenao like an arrow.

On the back shell of Shen'ao, dozens of dark sacred mountains are extremely heavy, exuding awe-inspiring divine power, each of which is an extraordinary piece of sacred soil, and Shen'ao is carrying the sacred mountain, which is very familiar to Yuan Yu. The sacred mountain is majestic, surrounded by mist, very mysterious, and the depths of the mist are shining with fairy light, which makes Yuan Yu Laodao feel a little pressure.

That mighty celestial light,

Every strand has an extremely powerful breath.

Tens of millions of miles away, it is so oppressive that people cannot move.

"This is an unknown piece of fairyland, it may be the fragments of fairyland formed by the shattering of the prehistoric world... I have seen such an immortal light in a terrifying world that is said to be formed from fragments of Mount Buzhou... The legend of that world is Guang Cheng Tianzun's dojo." Yuan Yu felt a bit of a toothache, and the unearthed fairy mountain made him feel a sense of danger.

"The sacred soil carried by Shen'ao sank into the fairy mountain of Guixu!"

Fan Wujie's claws said: "Could it be that among the five fairy mountains held up by Shen'ao back then, two fell into Guixu? The Emperor of Heaven ordered Shen'ao to hold up Daiyu, Yuanqiao, Fanghu, Yingzhou, There are five fairy mountains in Penglai. These sacred mountains circle up and down for 30,000 miles, and the distance between the mountains is 70,000 miles. Each mountain has a flat top of 9,000 miles. It is the residence of overseas immortals..."

"However, the giants of the Longbo Kingdom fished up the Shenao that carried the two fairy mountains of Daiyu and Yuanqiao. As a result, the two fairy mountains sank into the ruins."

"This is still an old story before the Great Desolation was broken. Could this Shenao be the same Shenao that held up the fairy mountain? Could it be that the Shenshan it carried was the legendary Daiyu and Yuanqiao Erzhou?" Fan Wujie tremblingly said, If it is really the two fairy mountains of Daiyu and Yuanqiao, it will be an incredible piece of sacred land, enough to protect anyone from the destructive power of Guixu.

Fan Wujie glanced at the mummy with a strange look, and his eyes seemed to say: "Having two great fairy mountains and making such a miserable appearance, could it be that you are playing tricks on us!"

The mummy smiled wryly and said: "This Shenao is not the Shenao that supported the five fairy mountains back then, but their descendants, and what it carries on its back is not the two fairy mountains of Daiyu and Yuanqiao, but just the fragments of Daiyu. This Shenao is not as powerful as its ancestor, so it can only lift up the wreckage of this sacred land and fairy mountain."

"Moreover, the depths of the fairy mountain are very dangerous... more dangerous than the destructive Jieli. No one who has penetrated into it has ever come out alive."

The mummy said in a harsh tone: "We don't dare to get too close to the sacred mountain, for fear that the unknown burial in the mountain will stain the sacred soil with blood and awaken some terrible existences... The fragments of Daiyu are my king's body before he was drowned in the sea of ​​blood. It was grabbed from the bottom of the sea eye. There is a great secret hidden in it. It is said that the reason why the two sacred mountains of Daiyu and Yuanqiao fell into the ruins is because someone wanted to cover up some traces on them."

"We can't afford to provoke the power who can design the sinking of the two sacred mountains! The secrets he wants to cover up are not something we can explore."

"Since ancient times, Guixu has been like a trash can. Before the slaughtered demon ancestor buried the most terrifying piece of garbage in the universe, he had already buried countless secrets. Although these secrets are hidden here, they are quiet, but they can also kill people. Yes!" Yuan Yu warned: "Open one eye, close one eye..."

The celestial light flickered on the sacred mountain, but now in the eyes of everyone, this is no longer a holy and holy celestial light. It's a life-threatening magic light!

The sinking of two gods, earth and fairy mountains killed countless ancient immortals and innate creatures. The secrets that such an existence wants to hide are genuine reminders for the acquired ants after the shattered prehistoric world and the dead species of the old Rahu Asura.

At this time, Fan Wujie suddenly understood why the mummy and others were trapped in the sea of ​​blood for countless kalpas, but they did not dare to go deep into the fairy land.

Just like the fifth place on the list of the top ten deaths in the prehistoric world, you know too much!

In this world, apart from the Great Dao, it doesn't hurt to know a little less about other things.

Fan Wujie was dumbfounded, the boat leaned against Shenao's back armor very steadily, and the boatman began to drive them off the boat. Fan Wujie originally thought that the boatman was the organization that specially escorted people to the sacred mountain, but now it seems that the boatman was just By the way, to guide outsiders into the holy mountain, his real job may be to ferry in the sea of ​​blood.

"Here comes another one!" A naked old man with a hunchback took over the light from the sky, and when he saw Fan Wujie and others coming up the mountain, he said angrily:

Another middle-aged Daoist next to him was staring nervously at the depths of the sacred mountain and fairy soil, and kept counting in his hands. He just took a moment to glance at the three of Fan Wujie, and when he saw the mummy, he said disdainfully: "The death of the Asura clan The leftovers..." Seeing Yuan Yu wearing a Taoist skin robe, he sneered and said, "Another unlucky ghost has come down, I'm afraid he won't live for three hundred years!"

When he saw Fan Wujie, those things that Fan Wujie used to disguise the murder of the giants of the demonic way had already peeled off under the erosion of the destruction storm, and the iron ring hanging on his body was rusty, leaving only a little shape. The tattoos on his body are also blurred and can't be seen clearly. A head of colorful hair has turned into dirty knots that have not been washed, and the hair is tangled together. Coupled with the ragged and tattered animal skin vest that does not cover the body, the overall picture is The wind is very decadent, but it has more aesthetic appreciation value than the previous killer dress.

Messy and dilapidated, dirty and unrestrained, formed a contradictory complex in him.

The dangling fragments, the heavy metals of the country style are actually smeared with a thick layer of dirt, but it is unexpectedly pleasing to the eye, and Fan Wujie has just fallen into a desperate situation, and his spirit has not been consumed by the destruction storm. The dull and high-spirited spirit, coupled with this distinctive attire, made the middle-aged Taoist a little uncertain.

The Taoist Lord in Jedi judges whether a person is new from outside, mainly by temperament.

The more graceful and extraordinary people come later, but the dirty, embarrassing, and wretched ones may have been in the Jedi for a while.

Because the Taoist monarchs in the outside world are all supreme in the world, and they have lived countless lives to nourish their spirits. Even the unbearable people have a power deposited in their bones, but after coming here, no matter how extraordinary and arrogant the Taoist monarch is in his bones, he will not be able to destroy the robbery. Smoothed it out for you. At that time, the Taoist golden immortals were also unavoidable with a heavy twilight spirit.

It was the first time for the middle-aged Daojun to see such a contradictory combination of decadence and boldness like Fan Wujie.

Subconsciously, the counting fingers in his hand paused, and a subtle change suddenly occurred. The middle-aged Daojun couldn't care about anything else, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently. He said loudly, "Attention everyone! The northwest wind is coming!"

After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth facing the sacred mountain and fairy soil in the northwest.

The hunchbacked old man also jumped up and opened his mouth to the northwest. His neck protruded a foot long, and he looked like an old king. At this time, his collar squirmed, and Fan Wujie and others realized that it was a hunchback! It is obviously eight large sarcoids, with distorted organs and faces growing on the sarcoids, and a palm-sized mouth, with messy teeth growing on the sarcoma's mouth, plus the main head of the hunchbacked old man, the nine capitals are facing the northwest The direction opens its mouth, which looks a little funny, but more creepy.

"Nine-headed turtle!" Yuan Yu whispered to Fan Wujie.

As soon as the two turned their heads, they found that the mummy was gone, and then they saw the mummy quickly climbed up a nearby hill, and suddenly there were more than a dozen scattered people around them, either old or withered, anyway, they looked Daoist Jinxian, who said that it was a group of corpses that no one would doubt, was so excited. Someone looked in the direction of the northwest mountain and said with tears in their eyes: "Three thousand years, and finally the northwest wind!"

"I can't die of hunger! I can't die of hunger!"

An old man who tried his best to maintain his immortal demeanor, but unfortunately because of his messy hair and beard and trembling eyes, the effect was not very good.

A group of people were overjoyed, leaving Fan Wujie and Yuan Yu confused.

But it is always right to follow the big flow. Yuan Yu led the way up a nearby hill, attracting glaring glaring looks from strange people on several nearby hills. The fairy light in the depths of the fairy land was shaken! Countless melodious fairy sounds like jingling pendants came out slowly.

Then there is a refreshing fragrance.

Fan Wujie just smelled it, and felt that his mana that had been consumed was much more relaxed. His face changed wildly, and he shouted: "This is the fragrance of the elixir, old Taoist, have you smelled it? Can you spread this kind of fragrance?" Mysterious medicinal fragrance, there is at least one elixir of immortality planted in the depths of the divine mountain fairy soil! Such a strong medicinal fragrance, the elixir inside has been multiplied for many generations, and only the incredible fairy soil of Dai Yu's fragments can have so many offerings The elixir of life has multiplied from generation to generation without end!"

"Old Taoist!" Fan Wujie turned his head excitedly, only to see Yuan Yu's old Taoist gulp down the mist of essence condensed from all the medicinal fragrances that drifted towards their mountain with the northwest wind.

The old Taoist Priest Yuan Yu kept his mouth tightly shut, struggling to digest this good fortune.

Fan Wujie went back to look, those old monsters next to him had bigger mouths than the other, and where was there a trace of residual medicine fragrance left for him? Fan Wujie was so angry that the three corpses jumped violently. He looked at the old Taoist Yuan Yu beside him, and said with unfriendly eyes: "Friend Daoist, your face is flushed and you are sweating profusely, but you feel unwell?"

"It must be that the fragrance of the medicine is poisonous..." Fan Wujie offered Zhou Guang Zhenshui and said, "The thing blown out of this strange fairyland could be some kind of panacea, ancient treasure... Don't panic, fellow daoists, Vomiting for you! Make sure to force out that weird poisonous mist..."

Yuan Yu Lao Dao was depressed about the mouthful of good fortune medicine, and was busy swallowing it, but he swallowed too much, and he couldn't digest it for a while. Seeing Fan Wujie's unkind expression, he quickly waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.

But Fan Wujie was swallowed up by him, and he was forced to sign an unequal agreement in order to collect the Sands of Time. Such a mixture of new and old hatreds made his teeth itch.

A cold light flashed in Fan Wujie's eyes, and Zhou Guang Zhenshui sprayed it on Yuan Yu's face.

Old Daoist Yuan Yu was so anxious that he couldn't help but said, "Stop, Fan boy!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the golden mist sprayed out. Fan Wujie looked at his good fortune with a troubled expression on his face. Logically speaking, he should go up to him now to snatch his spoils... But this is from an old Taoist priest with a cheeky face. They were all wrinkled like orange peels, and they spewed out of the mouths of wretched old Taoist priests who wandered around Huajie and Liuxiang every day.

Intellectually, Fan Wujie knew that Daojun's Taoist body was clean and there would never be any filth, but emotionally he couldn't accept the possibility of swallowing a bad old man's saliva.

At this time, Fan Wujie heard a shrill laugh, and heard a slippery voice: "You don't want it? You don't want it, I want it..."

Immediately afterwards, I saw a slender, oily old man like a loach jumping up to him, impatiently moved his face to him, and swallowed the golden mist from the corner of Taoist Yuan Yu's mouth. up! Seeing the nine-headed old man with hunchback beside him, Fan Wujie shook his head regretfully and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, he got ahead of me!"

It's not that these people can't wait, but that there is nothing in Xuehai Jie's eyes that can withstand the destructive power of Jie.

Everyone has nothing, not even a jade bottle to store the medicine mist, so they have to rely on their mouths!

Fan Wujie looked confused, he could activate the Zhouguang True Water, turn back time, and draw the golden mist out of the old Taoist Yuan Yu's mouth, but what did he use to preserve it? If there is no way to save it, it will be in vain for others.

So Fan Wujie stretched out a hand and made a gesture of canceling it.

With the condition of canceling the unequal treaty signed before, this matter will be wiped out!

This strange wind blows from the northwest in bursts, carrying things from the fairy soil. Fan Wujie and a group of old monsters picked them up with their mouths, and the plants shone with spiritual light, and the elixir full of fairy spirit fell on them. In his mouth, his skinny body became fuller, visible to the naked eye. Just when this northwest wind feast was drawing to a close.

An unattractive jade bead floated beyond the fairy land of the Shenshan Mountain, Fan Wujie didn't notice anything, but Yuan Yu saw that his eyeballs were protruding outwards.

Regardless of whether he still had digested medicine mist in his mouth, he said loudly: "Boy Fan, let's join hands! That jade bead is the fruit of the immortal tree! The real medicine of immortality!"

Hearing the words, Fan Wujie went to look at the jade bead again, a rumor flashed in his mind instantly, and immediately sacrificed the real water of Zhouguang desperately. Countless space-time mazes. The upside-down time and space, the sand of time that wears away life essence, trapped all the old monsters rushing towards Yuzhu for a breath.

At this time, Yuan Yu turned into a wisp of ghost and floated behind the jade bead. He used a transformation spell to temporarily conjure the same jade bead. Taoist.

The cosmic light red dust obscuration raised by Fan Wujie only trapped those old monsters for a short moment. The next moment, they teamed up to tear apart the Zhouguang barrier, and fought around the jade bead. Their powerful supernatural powers instantly tore apart the surrounding space, and only the fragments of the Immortal Continent carried by Shen'ao remained motionless and undamaged. .

Fan Wujie quickly turned into light and fled, while the old Taoist priest Yuan Yu disappeared in the time and space barrier early on.

"There are pearl and jade trees in Kunlun, and the tree of Langgan is actually like pearls, and its quality is like beautiful jade."

"Shan Hai Jing Hai Nei Xi Jing says that there is an everlasting tree, and there are three heads on it, serving the Langgan tree."

"Before the prehistoric world was broken, there were only three celestial lands and gods in the written records. One was Kunlun, the capital of the emperor, and the Queen Mother of the West had the elixir. The other was Wushan. There was Wushan, and there was the yellow bird in the west. The imperial medicine, Bazhai. The yellow bird is in the witch, and it is the black snake. The third is the three islands of Penglai! But the three islands of Penglai are the three sacred mountains that survived after Long Bo fished. It is entirely possible that the immortal soil in the two holy mountains of Qiao can produce the medicine of immortality!" At that time, Fan Wujie's thought flashed like this.

There are several kinds of elixir, and within the Kunlun Ruins alone, several kinds of elixir are produced. Some are like springs, some are like jade, some are like trees, and some are like grass and vines. Among them, the tree of Langgan is a kind of elixir of immortality that has been clearly recorded. Its fruit is like jade and pearls, so after seeing it for the second time, after being reminded by Yuan Yu, Fan Wujie immediately remembered this rumor.

The point is that there may really be Langgan trees on Daiyu Mountain.

Before Fan Wujie fled, he took a long look at the direction of the depths of the mountain, and saw that in the depths of the fairy soil, the soil was bathed in fairy light, shining with the immortality of gold, and the rocks were all made of jade, which was really extraordinary.

"The towers and temples on it are all gold and jade, and the animals and animals on it are all pure onyx. All the trees are dense, and the flowers and fruits are all delicious. If you eat them, you will never grow old or die!"

After reciting in a low voice the record in the classic book that described the two sacred mountains falling into the ruins, Fan Wujie turned and fled without any hesitation...

In the distance, an unkempt old monster grabbed the elixir, Lang Ganshi, laughed wildly and rushed towards the immortal land, trying to use the great terror there to shake off the pursuers behind him, but when he approached the edge of the mountain, , a white shadow flashed quickly, and the old monster holding the elixir disappeared without a trace.

All the people present calmed down, and the mummy looked at the depths of the mountain with fear.

The nine-headed old man whispered to the old monster beside him: "Have you seen that white shadow clearly?"

"It seems to be a white bat!" The old monster also replied in a low voice, completely unable to see that the two of them fought to the death before and turned their faces towards each other.

"I'm afraid it is a creature from the depths of the sacred mountain! It was blown out by the northwest wind..."

"The northwest wind this time is really evil. Not only did it blow out an elixir, it also blew out a miraculous white bat!"

"The towers and temples on it are all gold and jade, and the animals and animals on it are all pure onyx!" The nine-headed old man with a hunchback said in a low voice: "The albino creature in the depths of the sacred mountain!"

"I've seen a white python that turned the world upside down and stretched out its tail to stir up the sea of ​​blood!"

"I have also seen an albino creature. It was a white bull with the shadow of a young Taoist hunched on its back. When I saw it, I almost knelt down for him!" An extremely ancient old monster also He whispered: "That may be the immortal figure left by a great Tianzun!"

"I'm also on the edge of the sacred mountain, and I saw a white unicorn at a glance..."

"Have you ever seen a white deer?" Everyone discussed, and no one seemed to notice the disappearance of the two newcomers. , All of them flashed a sly light, and they tacitly blocked this secret.

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