The warm sunlight fell and sprinkled on Zhang Jian's body, bringing warmth.

soaked in weak water for half the night, and fought to the death with Gu Xinghe.

Zhang Jian had already completely lost his strength, the divine power in his body was empty, and his limbs and bones did not have a trace of strength.

The sun not only brought warmth, but also energy, and Zhang Jian's physical energy recovered quickly.

His wounds had scabbed over and were no longer bleeding.

However, on the surface of this small island, it is still extremely slippery, and the moss is eternal, which makes Zhang Jian feel a little uncomfortable.

He squinted, kept moving, and finally moved to the edge of the dead tree.

Although the dead tree has no leaves, it is not damp, and Zhang Jian leans on it to help dry his body.

"It's a big loss this time!"

Zhang Jian smiled bitterly.

There is a vast river all around, and there is no end in sight, let alone land.

However, at this time, he could only recover his injuries and divine power first, and then find a route to Cangzhou or land.

Zhang Jian took out a divine crystal and stuffed it into his mouth.

With a clattery of chewing, the divine crystal is transformed into divine power and integrated into the body.

A divine crystal contained a lot of divine power, but it couldn't water Zhang Jian's dry body.

Fortunately, he found the island and did not soak in the weak water.

Otherwise, with the characteristics of weak water, he would not be able to recover his divine power at all, and sooner or later he would sink to the bottom and die.

However, the recovery speed of the Divine Crystal is very slow.

But Zhang Jian had no other way but to chew the divine crystals one by one to restore his divine power.

Gradually, as the sun rose, Zhang Jian had already eaten thousands of divine crystals.

I finally had some divine power in my body.

"It's a pity that you can't enter the world of magic medicine, otherwise you won't know where you are if you leave!"

Zhang Jian frowned.

He was able to enter the world of divine medicine with the Divine Technique of Creation.

But the instability of the Great Void Rift is too great.

He couldn't solve it in finding this island, if he came out of the world of divine medicine, but deviated from here, it would be more than worth the loss.

After some struggle, Zhang Jian still chose to stay here.

"Northern Darkness Dao Intent!"

"Qinglian Daoyi!"

But he didn't sit still.

He relied on the small amount of divine power in his body to exert the Qinglian Dao Intent to recover from his injuries.

At the same time, he used the Northern Underworld Dao Intent, wanting to see if he could absorb the abundant water attribute divine power around him.

"How did this weak water come from, although I can feel the rich divine power, I can't absorb and refine it at all!"

After a while, Zhang Jian gave up, and although the Northern Underworld Dao Yi could feel the divine power in the weak water, it was unable to absorb and refine.

It can only be healed with Qinglian Daoyi.

Airplanes!

Suddenly.

Zhang Jian felt a tremor under him.

But the tremor wasn't too violent.

Buzz!

But soon, the tremor became more and more intense, so that Zhang Jian had to recover from the healing state.

"Whoa!"

Zhang Jian looked up, and suddenly saw that thousands of feet away, the river was surging, as if it was boiling.

"Something is going to appear, I hope it won't be a Mizusawa Divine Beast, otherwise in my current state, I will definitely die!"

Zhang Jian's face was ugly, the divine power in his body was running, and he even took out the hidden sword glove, ready for a battle at any time.

Buzz!

At this time, the island under Zhang Jian's feet suddenly shook, like an earthquake, making Zhang Jian almost unstable.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Jian was shocked, only to see that the island under his feet was actually getting bigger!

That's right, it's about getting bigger.

Originally, it was only 10,000 zhang square, but at this time, it was 30,000 zhang large and still growing.

At the same time, in the river thousands of feet away, a huge black shadow appeared, but unlike the long strip shape of the Mizusawa Divine Beast, this was a huge circular black shadow.

Whoa!

Eventually, the shadow gradually surfaced.

That's a huge head.

It is as big as a mountain, accompanied by wind and thunder, the Taoist meaning is lingering, and there is even a divine voice echoing, which makes people intoxicated.

At the same time, the island under Zhang Jian's feet was getting bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a hundred thousand zhang in size.

And between the island and the head, there is a long, thick neck.

At this time, Zhang Jian couldn't see anywhere.

It's not an island at all.

It's the back of a giant tortoise.

And what he stands on is the back of a turtle.

This giant tortoise is incredibly large, and if you count it from the head to the tail, it is enough to be tens of thousands of feet in size.

In front of him, Zhang Jian looked very small.

And the breath of this giant tortoise is very majestic, with the vicissitudes and heaviness of history.

The terrifying divine power suffocated Zhang Jian, and this sense of oppression made him feel uncomfortable.

Accompanied by wind and thunder, the Taoist meaning is swirling, and the extraordinaryness of this giant turtle is highlighted.

But Zhang Jian soon noticed the difference.

Although this giant tortoise is large, it is also very old.

It is so old that the skin on the turtle's back has fallen off a lot, the scales on the neck are also sparse, and the head is even more wrinkled, with many wrinkles.

The most important thing is that this giant turtle actually has a beard, and the beard is very long, and it is almost dragged to the turtle's back.

This is an old turtle.

Zhang Jian felt the twilight from him, and he was obviously on the verge of limiting.

"Celestial!"

However, Zhang Jian did not dare to be careless.

Because he felt the aura of terror from the old turtle.

This aura was even more terrifying than the Mizusawa Celestial God and the Xuanfeng Celestial Spirit.

It's simply unfathomable.

If the Xuanfeng Heavenly God is a half-step God King, then this old turtle is probably the real line away from the God King Realm.

"Damn, I didn't even notice the existence of this old turtle!"

Zhang Jian's scalp was numb and stiff, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that the old turtle would slap him to death.

Even the random claw of a Great God Realm Mizusawa Divine Beast almost killed Zhang Jian.

What's more, such a god-level old turtle.

Zhang Jian didn't dare to offend him, and he couldn't care about his injuries at this time, so he could only return to the weak water and escape quickly.

It's a pity he can't.

Because the old turtle was already eyeing him.

The huge head turned, and a pair of huge and cloudy eyes stared at Zhang Jian tightly, deep and mysterious.

Zhang Jian didn't know what the old turtle wanted to do, so he stayed where he was, not daring to move, and the old turtle didn't take the next step.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes, and they just froze.

Just when Zhang Jian's mind was about to collapse, the old turtle finally spoke.

"Young man, can you perform the Dao Dao Dao again just now?"

The old turtle's voice was very vicissitudes, and it was even more tired, as if a word would exhaust his strength, and he needed to breathe for a long time to recover.

"Daoyi?"

Hearing the old turtle's words, Zhang Jian was stunned.

Could it be the Northern Underworld Dao Intent? Zhang Jian exerted the Northern Hell Dao Intent, but the old turtle was indifferent.

"Qinglian Daoyi?"

Zhang Jian was puzzled, but he didn't stop.

Blue light bloomed all over his body, and above his head, the green lotus manifested out, and cyan light waves enveloped Zhang Jian's whole body, healing and healing his wounds.

"Chaos Qinglian!"

Sure enough, when Zhang Jian displayed the Qinglian Dao Intent, the old turtle spoke again.

A pair of giant eyes stared at Zhang Jian, fascinated, and even more reminiscing.

It seems that he has a story with Chaos Qinglian.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Chaos Qinglian, I didn't expect to be able to see it today, it seems that this is the fate given by God to the old man!"

The old turtle actually shed tears.

His tears were like rainbows, colors of all colors, incompatible with weak water, but they did not sink.

Soon, the surrounding sea turned into a colorful color, and it looked very fantastic. It's just this scene that makes the doubts in Zhang Jian's heart even stronger.