The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

The little blackbird rebuked Zifeng. The poor dragon, the old hairy monkey, and the twelve white horses were out of fright.

Zifeng smiled in surprise, drove the lotus seat, and directly shuttled in the strange red storm.

In fact, Xiao Hei's dragon has always been very curious.

His little master is young and low-level. Why did that terrible little black bird buy his account?

The poor dragon has always been Zifeng's pet, but this question still remains unanswered.

The red storm swept across the world, making this day, this place, and this space a strange red.

After a long time shuttle through these dramatic storms, even the 20 white ponies troubled by the rosette space light wheel became impatient and restless.

The time of just sticking incense quickly passed, Zifeng drove the lotus space and finally passed the red storm smoothly.

The storm ahead suddenly disappeared, replaced by a blue sky and a desolate picture.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, no one would have thought that such a beautiful scene would happen in the center of that terrible storm.

There is a tile-blue sky above your head, and a large Gobi with mottled historical relics under your feet. At the end of the Gobi are several undulating hills.

The mountain presents vivid colors, like a book that has been suppressed by man. The top of the mountain is indigo blue, but the hillside becomes a strange red, then gray and white, and becomes khaki at the foot of the mountain.

Zifeng watched quietly in the lotus space for a while. When he was sure that there was no danger around him, he walked out of the lotus seat step by step, and the poor dragon followed closely behind him.

Zifeng stepped on the burnt red pumice and boulders, pulled out Ziyang's sword, and maintained a high degree of vigilance to deal with the sudden danger.

The poor dragon flew to Zifeng cautiously, not half a meter away from Zifeng.

A man named Yi Long walked forward more than ten meters and saw that the ground next to him was covered with white skeletons and countless rusty knives, swords, axes and halberds.

Dead bodies have human heads and bones, and ribs and leg bones of beasts and birds of prey. Some bones still have stab wounds. I don't know how many years have passed, these bones have weathered and flowed with the breath of the years. "This may be an ancient battlefield. Only the ancient battlefield has so many skeletons and so many broken weapons." The little black dragon said with regret.

Zifeng nodded and proceeded cautiously.

Master, there is a piece of agave ten meters ahead! The poor dragon screamed suddenly.

Zifeng flew over with a giant sword.

However, just near the agave, with a swish, a khaki two-headed snake came out and hit Zifeng's throat.

Zifeng sneered, cutting out the long sword in his hand.

Whizzing.

The double-headed snake was cut into two pieces by a sword.

However, what he didn't expect was that the double-headed snake that was cut in half had a bullet on the ground that hit Zifeng from both sides.

"Master, be careful!"

The poor dragon opened his mouth and sprayed a raging fire at one of the broken snakes.

With a loud cry, the severed snake suddenly caught fire.

On the other side, the giant sword in Zifeng's hand was suddenly beaten, and the other half of the snake that was chopped down was treated as meat sauce by the sword.

The broken snake had turned into meat sauce, but after it fell to the ground, a white smoke still emerged from the ground, which showed the toxicity of this snake.

"Damn little reptile, dare to conspire against my old dragon master. Don't let my old dragon meet your brothers and sisters in the future, otherwise, my old dragon will make you all headless snakes!" The little black dragon gritted his teeth.

The poor dragon is not as good as the phoenix falling on the ground. Its combat effectiveness is not even as good as Zifeng. It can only raise some complaints.

Zifeng used his sacred knowledge to carefully feel the surrounding environment. When he was sure that there was no danger around him, he came to the agave.

Zifeng can tell at a glance that this plant has a history of 800 years. The edge of the blade of grass is snow-white, with two rows of jagged thorns. The center of the blade of grass is green like jade. This is an authentic plant.

Zifeng carefully transplanted the plants into the rose bushes, and then moved on with the poor dragon.

About a kilometer away, Zifeng has captured five species of agave more than 500 years ago and glanced at the nearby red storm. Zifeng was about to leave with the obscene dragon.

A fight broke out not far away.

Zi Feng did not stay for a moment, and quickly entered the lotus space with the little black dragon.

Zifeng found that the battle was not far ahead.

At the foot of a hill a few kilometers away, a dozen people were fighting desperately, arms handed over, screams, and screams.

Zifeng drove past the lotus space, and he was surprised to find that there were a few old acquaintances in the battle group.

Bai Muya and Zhang Kun were present.

Bai Muya was fighting with a middle-aged man.

Zhang Kun, Hua Lin and Tao Rui are fighting with a male monk.

On the other hand, the Taoist Immeasurable is happily with Atrix, a middle-aged monk wearing a gray robes.

Not far behind the Taoist gray robe, Zhao Yunteng and Wu You were fighting with Budai monk.

I saw Bai Muya shouting when the middle-aged monk was fighting: "Yu Junxiu, how dare you run away from the Zongmen without permission. At this time, the Zongmen Xingtang must be arresting you everywhere!" Yu Junxiu smiled. , He said to Yin Zhi: "This is not a big trouble for Dean Bai. I will deal with the matter of Yu Junxiu. You'd better provide more snacks for your presidency. I heard that some Ben hit the floor of the ladder. This is a provocation to President Bai Da. If I were you, let alone promised him to climb the ladder, I would kill him on the spot!"

"Huh! Yu Junxiu, do you think I am like you? I am Bai Muya. In order to buy people's hearts, I can't kill Zifeng on the spot. I want him to die on the rooftop. Therefore, I won as a high spirited man. People’s reputation."

Bai Muya smiled coldly and applauded Yu Junxiu.

Bai Muya slapped her hand, and the terrifying palm wind just started, causing the surrounding air to burn.

Yu Junxiu's face changed slightly. He snorted coldly, raised his head and punched him.

The boxing front swung to the middle and suddenly turned into a thick water hose. The hose became bigger and bigger, and ran towards Bai Muya.

Boom.

A loud noise!

The waterspout disappeared, and Bai Muya's strong wind and strong wind also disappeared.

The two took two steps back and looked at each other in surprise.

Elder Bai Muya, you tried your best again.

"Hehe, thanks to your blessing, you have taken another step forward. It's easy to kill you now."