.. , Emperor God Tongjian

"The secret realm will be open for thirty days, if you are in danger, you can hide on the Chaochen platform, and when the deadline is up, come out together!"

There are two Chaochen Platforms inside and outside the secret territory, which are interconnected entrances and exits, and the monks from the outside world need to open the formation to urge the Chaochen Terrace to go in and out together, so they can only go in and out together, on the other hand, the two Chaochen Platforms are equipped with extremely strong defenses near them, which can accommodate tired or injured monks to take refuge.

As soon as the secret realm gate appeared, the great forces of Taixuan Palace, Jingyao, and Donglin were the first to enter, and the rest of the monks followed.

Zhan Changfeng has six qualification orders here, and entered the courtyard with the remaining eleven people, and after a short period of discomfort, he appeared on the Chaochen platform in the secret realm, looking around, the forest sea is reckless, the mountains in the distance are undulating, the white clouds are entangled in the strange mountains and stones, and the birds are flying in the air.

But no one seemed to have time to enjoy the peaceful and expansive sight, and as soon as their feet hit the ground, hundreds of monks sprang out impatiently and disappeared into the verdant green.

"Zhan Daoyou, let's go first. Jiang Jinjiu and his group of Tanyou brothers greeted the ten people who did not regret it, and ran in one direction.

Wen Chen and Lu Yishan also gave a salute to Zhan Changfeng and went to explore this strange secret place together.

Hui Wei, Hua Jian Ci, Yu Sheng, Wu Feiyu, Shuo Prison, and Zuo Zhuzhi left one after another.

This time, the Giant God Sea Secret Realm is for them to explore and play by themselves, and what heavenly treasures they find are also collected by themselves, if they don't want or are redundant, they can exchange them with the clan, so Zhan Changfeng didn't restrain them and went with them.

She wandered alone along the mountain range, her figure was erratic, and the fierce beasts entrenched in the mountains did not find her traces, she was not interested in fighting wits and courage with them, and she had no intention of peeling them and digging them, she would only stay for a few breaths to appreciate and observe when she encountered the novel spirit grass fairy, if it was easy to transplant, she might take out a jade hoe and move one to the jade pendant space, adding some vitality to the monotonous space.

The seeds planted by the white fox have not yet germinated, and they stupidly think that they have been raised to death by themselves, and every time they notice her entering the space, they will conjure up a large sea of flowers, pretending to grow.

Fortunately, Zhan Changfeng does not often enter the jade pendant space, and will only use his mind to take the spirit stone materials in and out, otherwise he will have to exhaust it.

Even so, Zhan Changfeng didn't think about finding the emperor liquid slurry to enlighten it in advance, she didn't need the little fox to go to the battlefield, and she could still protect its natural growth.

"Huh?" Zhan Changfeng suddenly appeared at the lively rally, the shops on both sides were lit up, and the young people were throwing jade and flowers, full of joy, she crushed the illusion with one finger, and found a small seven-colored flower behind a mossy rock.

It is only two fingers high, and it looks like a flowering weed at a closer look, but under the probe of Zhan Changfeng, it has survived for more than 20,000 years, and has even given birth to a little wisdom.

This flower name is the throat of the silk, with seven emotions and six desires as nutrients, to create a billowing red dust illusion, even pollen has a psychedelic effect, its characteristics, it is destined to only survive in a place with many living beings, and it is also a few kinds of spiritual objects that are born in the mortal world or in the place where desires are flourishing.

It shouldn't have appeared in this uninhabited secret realm, or, 10,000 years ago, when the mountains and seas had not yet discovered this secret realm, the secret realm was inhabited by ethnic groups.

The long wind touched its petals, and its ignorant spirituality seemed to sense the danger, and rolled up its leaves and trembled.

It is really not easy to survive until now without the offering of seven emotions and six desires, Zhan Changfeng transplanted it into the space, and after going out, he can use it to arrange a heart refining array to assess the junior monks of the military academy.

She planted the weeping silk throat on the ground nourished by the soil, and patted the loose soil a few times with a jade hoe, and the white fox poked out its claws in a similar way, and followed it twice, and the weeping silk luo throat seemed to feel the vibration of the surrounding soil, shrinking smaller and smaller, and shrunk from two fingers to one finger high.

Zhan Changfeng chuckled, "How can you be so timid." ”

The white fox nodded his head nodding nodding his head nobly and arrogantly, in agreement, but Zhan Changfeng glanced at it and immediately shrank into a ball.

Zhan Changfeng took it out of the jade pendant and let it go to fight with nature.

The white fox was a little reluctant at first, and without taking two steps, he jumped and swam away in the forest like a joy.

She distracted herself from the white fox, and at the same time probed around, the weeping silk flower would grow here, indicating that this place was once inhabited, and maybe this secret place had a different origin.

Following the perception of the divine sense, the long wind swept away the wide leaves that were one person high, and the humidity of the jungle was full of decay, and the coolness invaded the bones.

She saw a number of unrecilable ruins, the ruins of the broken wall almost melted into the earth, and only a mossy fern covered root no taller than her legs, and a doorway a foot high.

Under the burial of time, what can be seen is extremely limited, Zhan Changfeng can't see what is going on, temporarily extinguishes his curiosity, and continues to play with flowers and grass on his own secret journey.

"Whew!"

The black pool rolled, the black smoke miasma, the white fox lowered its head to the water, the turbid pool water reflected its vague shadow, and suddenly a water arrow shot out from the bottom of the water, forcing the white fox to dodge more and more.

"Hahaha, where did you come from, just give me a tooth sacrifice!" A poisonous Jiao covered with black armor scales broke through the water, and its dark green eyes reflected greed and cruelty, and it opened its mouth to spew out a poisonous miasma.

The white fox stepped on its front paws, and the vines weaved into a delicate net, blocking the poisonous miasma, but it was scratched by the poisonous Jiao that rushed up after it was barely two breaths.

Before the poisonous Jiao could be complacent, a thorn emerged from behind the broken vine and shot into its eye.

"Ang! I'm going to kill you!" The poisonous Jiao's body twisted wildly, and the pain in his eyes wanted him to grab the ground with his head, and the pain turned into a solid killing intent and rushed towards the white fox, and the white fox withdrew a step on its front legs, but the wildness in its blood aroused its excitement, telling it not to be afraid of this three-thousand-year-old adult poisonous Jiao, and to fight with it.

Zhan Changfeng hid in a towering ancient tree, indifferently looking at the fierce battle below, she has always felt that the white fox has two characteristics, one is the natural nature that is always revealed, or the flower nature, as if it is a natural spirit flower, gentle and casual, covered with sunshine.

There is also a kind of demonic nature that will only be aroused during battle, which is fierce and fierce, and it is self-respecting, and every time it happens, the demonic power in its body will have signs of majestic gushing out.

It is as if the soul of a flower lives in the demon body, strange and disobedient.

After all, the white fox is still too young, its strength is gradually exhausted, and there is also a bloody mouth on the snow-white fur, and the poisonous Jiao is not much better, blind in one eye, a scale has collapsed on its back, and a man-eating flower grows out of its wound strangely, and its roots are planted in its flesh and blood, sucking its blood energy, making it miserable.

Zhan Changfeng looked at the messy black pool, and was about to help the white fox, but she sensed that a team of five people was quickly approaching here, as if she had thought of something interesting, and did not intervene immediately.

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