The Three Worlds

"Have you ever felt that there is something extra in this mist?"

Han Qianyu carefully looked at the white mist billowing around him and said in a deep voice.

"Um?"

Yan Fei didn't think much about it at first, but when she reminded him, he immediately reacted.

"I feel that the origin in my body is recovering quickly!"

Buzz!

The wisps of mist, like rain from the sky, fall on the cracked, wrinkled, and shrunken skin, immediately releasing majestic vitality to quickly repair these wounds.

At the same time, some damaged meridians in Yan Fei's body also healed quickly under the nourishment of these original mist.

"These origin mists are actually mixed with strong vitality. Could it be that we have stumbled into some treasure land?"

Yan Fei looked overjoyed, and without hesitation, he directly activated his technique, absorbing the surrounding source mist, refining it into his body, and restoring consumption.

"There is no perfect path for man..."

Han Qianyu also sighed with emotion. These origin mist appeared very suddenly. Although it was doubtful, it was not dangerous, so there was no need to worry about it. Let's absorb it first.

Otherwise, both of them are seriously injured now, let alone Xuan Yi. I am afraid that an ordinary Emperor Daoyun could kill them both with one finger.

Hoo ho ho!

There are more and more source mist blowing around.

There is a vast expanse of white between heaven and earth.

Yan Fei and the others can no longer see the road ahead clearly, but these are unimportant things. At present, the most important thing is healing.

At this time, thousands of miles away from Yan Fei, there was a false face flying out of the earth.

"That's weird, where are Yan Fei and that bitch hiding?"

When a slightly depressed voice came out, the ground exploded, and black faces flew in.

Soon, these faces gathered together and turned into a demonic emperor.

Thousand Faces!

The Thousand Faces of the Demon Race!

No one would have thought that the demon Qian Mian that everyone had been thinking about would enter Sleeping Dragon City in advance, and would also target Yan Fei and not let him go.

This is strange!

Yan Fei was originally the target of the Immortal Clan, but when they arrived at Sleepy Dragon City, the Immortal Clan seemed to have given up on looking for Yan Fei, and instead became Thousand Faces Boy chasing Yan Fei.

If this matter spreads out, it will definitely arouse the vigilance of the powerful people of all races.

It's a pity that everyone doesn't know this, thinking that there are many conflicts between Qian Mian and Xuan Yi, but they don't know that these two guys have been hooked up for a long time.

The immortal clan has other plans in trapped dragon city, and the one who is really eyeing Yan Fei is his demon clan Qianmian!

"The Avenue of Reincarnation... This avenue is related to the Ancient Emperor. No matter what, I must snatch it!"

A look of greed flashed across his face.

At this moment, he scanned around and around, but found no trace of Yan Fei's presence.

"Damn...that bastard Xuan Yi, could he be lying to me on purpose?"

Qian Mian cursed loudly.

He didn't think that Yan Fei and the others had the ability to hide under his nose without being discovered. The only possibility was that the immortals were deceiving him.

Yan Fei and the others did not escape in this direction at all, but Xuan Yi deliberately deceived him!

"Hmph... The bastard from the Immortal Clan is really full of evil. If I had known better, I shouldn't have agreed to cooperate with this bastard Xuan Yi."

Qian Mian searched around the area again, but he couldn't see the area where the original mist was, so he didn't find Yan Fei.

Finally, he flew away amid curses.

"Immortal clan, you are dead!"

A cold murderous intention shot into the sky.

There were countless faces, all with angry eyes, evil aura billowing, and the situation changing.

a long distance away.

The place where the original mist gathers.

Yan Fei was recovering from his injuries. Suddenly, he seemed to notice something. When he opened his eyes, he looked in the direction Qian Mian Fei was walking away.

"It's strange. I seem to feel the aura of the demon clan 'Thousand Faces'. Why does that guy look so angry?"

Yan Fei muttered.

When I sensed it again, I could no longer find Qianmian’s whereabouts.

"Hey...that guy didn't come to trouble us. Instead, he flew away in a rage!"

On the side, Han Qianyu also showed doubts on his face after hearing this.

"You mean, the demon Thousand Faces came? And then left again? And he still looked angry?"

Han Qianyu frowned and said in confusion.

Logically speaking, this shouldn’t be the case!

The demon clan ‘Qian Mian’ and the immortal clan ‘Xuan Yi’ both focused on Yan Fei’s path to reincarnation.

If they really discovered their whereabouts, they would definitely take action as soon as possible, and they would never give up and leave directly.

Unless their place of healing was very hidden, the demon "Thousand Faces" would not have discovered their whereabouts at all.

Although Yan Fei's matter was a bit strange, he didn't think much about it and continued to heal his wounds.

As long as the injury recovers, everything will be fine.

Although he has been running for his life these days, after several dangerous experiences, his cultivation has also made a huge breakthrough.

Next time he meets Xuan Yi, even if he is defeated, he will not be defeated in just a few moves.

"Hurry up and heal your injuries. Once the injuries are healed, we need to take a closer look at what kind of place this is!"

Yan Fei's eyes flashed and he said.

He vaguely felt that this place was not simple.

Especially this sudden fog of origin, which contains rich vitality, is like a sweet rain after a drought.

However, the time of this sweet rain is too coincidental.

...

Kunlong City, the central place.

A towering lighthouse stands upright.

Su Chen is standing under the lighthouse at this moment, but to his surprise, there is not a single figure of the Ten Thousand Races around.

"Huh... where did all those powerful people of the Ten Thousand Races go?"

Su Chen's heart was shocked, and at this moment, he also found the strangeness of this place.

After he came in, he didn't see any figure of the powerful people of the Ten Thousand Races, which was really wrong.

"Kunlong City, a prison built in the ancient human emperor era, I am not in one of the cells, right?"

Su Chen suddenly thought of something, and his face became extremely ugly.

If he was really in one of the cells, then the lighthouse in front of him should be sealed?

When he thought of this, he punched the lighthouse without any hesitation.

Bang!

A loud noise echoed.

The towering lighthouse made a series of cracking sounds and soon collapsed.

"Huh?"

Su Chen narrowed his eyes and saw a dark hole in the broken lighthouse.

This hole was about the size of an ancient well in the folk.

Moreover, from time to time, some cold air would come out of it.

"The city boundary?"

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