Ten Thousand Demon Holes, Demon Falling Mountains.

A tall, plain-looking monk, in his early thirties, darted rapidly from mountain range, with a dragon and a turtle sitting cross-legged on either side.

"Wang An, are you really going to the Xunfeng Continent?" Xiao Jin said to Wang An with a puzzled expression.

"Well, now that the human race and the demon cultivators have noticed me, now the only way to take the opportunity to go to the Xunfeng Continent and rescue the witch clan there before they find out and react. Wang An said with a look of undoubted expression on his face.

Xunfeng Continent, in the area where humans and ghosts meet, the void is endless green wind all year round, and below is the vast Xunfeng Continent.

Xunfeng Continent, one of the most dangerous forbidden places in the Netherworld, is as famous as the Cursed Continent.

Countless green winds are whistling here, like swords, and a palpitating force of law is between heaven and earth.

Only when the monks enter it, they will be hit by the raging Gangfeng, and if they go deep into the center of the continent, the terrifying Qingfeng will be even more terrifying.

No one knows how big the continent really is, and no one can get deep into the center.

However, the continent is full of treasures, and the spirit stones of the wind attribute can be obtained by digging everywhere, and the spirit stones obtained are getting higher and higher from the distance into the continent, and the grade of the spirit stones obtained is getting higher and higher, and the best spirit stones appear from time to time.

Because of this reason, the major forces like to put the captured Wu clan here to dig up the wind spirit stone, ordinary people, or Qi refining cultivators, basically can't go deep into it, only the thick skin and thick flesh, the powerful Wu clan can be here day and night for the various sects to drive.

Others must need monks who build foundations to be able to mine and live in it.

Every inch of the land where spirit stones appeared in the Xunfeng Continent was almost sprinkled with the blood and sweat of the Wu warriors, and it was a tragic road made of flesh and blood.

After several days of traveling, Wang An finally arrived at the legendary Xunfeng Continent with Xiaolong and Xiaojin.

There is no grass here, a vast and desolate, and the wind is howling.

In addition to the green wind whistling between heaven and earth, at a glance, there is a monotonous yellow everywhere, not even a single tree, and the vastness of the Great Gobi Every person who passes by has the illusion that he will never be able to go out.

There are no higher hills to be seen, there are few people, everywhere is bare by the wind, yellow sand is filled, and the air is densely covered with grit.

Heavy time fills the Gobi, and the breath of time is flowing, like rolling quicksand gradually passing.

The Gobi Desert is too old, so old that it is difficult to find a wisp of green silk, it is difficult to pick up a wisp of youthful memory, as if history is squatting here and no longer walking, yesterday, today, and tomorrow are all solidified together.

"Let's go, let's go to those places where the strength gathers first!" Wang An explained, his figure flashed, and he flew into the vast green wind.

"Hey, no, why is this breath so familiar?" The next moment, Wang An was directly suspended in the air, feeling the power of the law between heaven and earth with some hesitation, the flowing breath.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Xiaolong's round eyes widened and he looked at Wang An curiously.

After this slumber, Xiaolong has now become a tenth-level spirit beast, and Wang An suspects that ordinary god-transforming early stage cultivators are not Xiaolong's opponents.

Wang An didn't finish speaking, and closed his eyes directly.

The next moment, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth appeared all around, lingering around, and the aura of origin permeated the surroundings.

In Xiao Jin's eyes, the pale yellow aura produced by the Wu clan's prayers before lingered on Wang An's body again at this moment, lingering, and seemed to have stayed on Wang Anzhou's body.

When Wang An sacrificed the five origins, the raging green wind between heaven and earth seemed to be sensed.

"Whew!"

In the vast Gobi, the wind suddenly rises on the flat ground, endlessly, and the green wind is howling; at this moment, it seems that the entire Xunfeng Continent is shaking; a breath of origin comes out from the depths of the Xunfeng Continent, as if there is nothing.

"It's... This is the breath of the source. Is there an Origin Bead here?" Wang An said in disbelief.

After Wang An sacrificed the Origin Spirit Bead, the green wind on the entire Xunfeng Continent was stirring and rolling, and the law of wind was pervasive.

"Hey, what's going on, could it be that something happened in the depths of the Xunfeng Continent?" In the camp where the monks of the Immortal Sect were stationed, in a certain secret room, a Taoist priest who was surrounded by laws and holding a white whisk suddenly opened his eyes.

In the camp of the Immortal Sect, there were at least a thousand people, except for the monks who had more than a hundred golden pills, and the rest were almost mine slaves, and they had hundreds of giants.

This person is the only god cultivator Zhang Ling stationed here, because of his limited qualifications, after he was promoted to the first level of the god of transformation, he could no longer find a chance to break through, so he was sent out to guard this place.

In fact, here, several major forces have left the Avatar Cultivator here, not only coveting the spiritual mine here, but also coveting the secrets in this area.

There was once a prophecy of the power of the destiny path, and there was a shocking secret treasure hidden in the Xunfeng Continent, so they would pay so much attention to it.

"Li Long, Huang Wen, you two went to let the people who went out to mine come back immediately. Zhang Ling's figure flashed and flew outside the boundless Gobi, saw the changes between heaven and earth, and suddenly said to the two god-transforming monks behind him.

Almost at the same time, other forces also discovered the changes in the Xunfeng Continent and withdrew their disciples one after another.

In the Xunfeng Continent, there are often terrifying sandstorms or strange wheals, and there have been cases where the Avatar monks have been swept away.

So when they saw this change, people didn't expect that it was actually caused by Wang An, and they all thought that all this was a natural phenomenon.

After Wang An found out that it was possible to hide this Origin Spirit Bead here, he was very excited. With a dragon and a turtle, he shot towards the depths of the Xunfeng Continent.

"It should be the location of the Immortal Sect's forces in front!"

The blue light lingered around his body, and when he galloped in the air, a crystal map suddenly appeared in his hand, which was full of spiritual energy, marking red points of light.

The pair of monks from the spiritual realm had a close relationship with the Immortal Sect, and the first target to choose the Immortal Sect was actually Wang An's intention to retaliate.

Wang An walked against the wind, and in an instant, it seemed to turn into a green wind, and after a while, he entered the mining range of the Immortal Sect.

Suddenly, Wang An, who had been flying, moved and was directly suspended in the air. A series of sounds came from afar in the wind, looming and faintly recognizable.

"Let's go, you natives, why don't you hurry up and let me go, you want the storm to sweep away? ”

"Horn Horn!"

"If you don't want to suffer from the whip, get out of here!"

Wang An'an moved, his body moved, and he shot towards the place where the voice came from.

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