Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 285 Nanshan Nan and Xiaoxitian

By the way, Soul Sea!
Jian Fengyun suddenly came back to his senses, and with a thought, his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​souls.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it. At this moment, within his soul sea, strands of soul power turned into pure white sea water, stretching endlessly, with waves rolling, and the soul realm has reached the level of the peak of the earth. , and in the center of the white soul sea, the cluster of golden soul fire turned into a golden fire, hiding on the phantom of the Immortal Palace, the fire was sealed by a powerful white force, and at this moment even himself It is impossible to detect the situation inside.Looking at the surroundings of the Soul Sea, in addition to the law protection hanging from the Hall of Immortality, the original shield transformed by Youfeng Tianhuo has an additional layer of pure white rune restrictions.

The soul power of the peak of the earth level and the small achievement of the Tuntian sword body are definitely not things that can be achieved overnight. I have been in seclusion for three days, and these things have been achieved.

The only explanation is that all of this was done by Daoist Taishi.

Daoist Taishi, a mysterious idea left by a man who has fallen for millions of years, actually helped his soul power break through to the peak of the earth level, and also helped him cultivate the Tuntian Sword Body to the realm of Xiaocheng.

"Master, what's the matter with you, do those two humans still want to go see it?" Heilong looked at Jian Fengyun who had been in a daze, and couldn't help but two puzzled lights revealed in his eyes.

Jian Fengyun slightly calmed down, patted the robe on his body and said, "Go and have a look first!"

Up to now, it is difficult for him to accept that there are people who can be so strong that they can retain their thoughts a million years after their fall, and help the latecomers break through across the void. realm?

Even if it is a god, it is impossible to keep thinking for a million years after the fall!
In his previous life, Jian Fengyun could be said to have stepped into the realm of the gods with one foot. Even if he survived the catastrophe of the gods, stepped into the realm of the gods and transformed into a god, he would definitely not be able to achieve this level.

After millions of years of erosion, he still pulled his consciousness across countless spaces and entered Wangxian City. This level of strength is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary gods.

While thinking, Jian Fengyun followed the black dragon to a certain place in the Hall of Immortality.

At the same time, in a closed quiet room somewhere in the Immortal Palace
"Dead monk, tell me, what is this place, where is that disciple of Jian Fengyun?" Qin Xuan held a sharp short knife in his hand, pressed it against the forehead of Sanguang monk, and said coldly.

"Calm down, beauty, calm down, you must be calm. This Wanmo knife is a knife that you have worshiped for millions of years in the Nanshan and Southern Dynasties. I will go to see the Buddha with this knife!" Sanguang Fozi said with cold sweat on his forehead.

Qin Xuan's white hair fluttered, the magic power surged on her body, and she wore a close-fitting black outfit that could move without wind. The Wanmo Saber in her hand was so violent that the cold murderous aura contained in it was so violent that it hit Sanguang Fozi's forehead.

"Calm down, if you don't say anything, I'll let this Ten Thousand Demon Saber kill one more soul!" Qin Xuan said angrily.

She followed the little Xitian monk in front of her from the entrance of the Nangu Forbidden Land to this place, and she encountered countless powerful dangers along the way, all of which were blocked by herself. The Sanguang monk beside her was only talking about herself. It's cheap, it's just worthless.A few days ago, they went through hardships and finally came to this mountain of immortality. The monk swore to himself that the person she was looking for was in the temple on the top of the mountain.

As a result, as soon as he entered the hall, he was intercepted by a huge force, and he was sent here directly. After arriving here, the monk seemed to be stupid, and asked him how to get out. He said he didn't know, and asked him where Jian Fengyun was. She also said that she didn't know, and finally waited until the third day, when she got angry and saw the scene in front of her.

"Beauty, I really don't know. How about I apologize to you, I shouldn't have taken advantage of you along the way, I was wrong, please let me go, here, the monk really doesn't know anything Ah!" Monk Sanguang pleaded.

"In that case, hold my hand all the way, and I'll take your life for now!" Qin Xuan gritted her teeth angrily, the magic knife in her hand burst into light, and demon energy gushed out.

"Beauty, please forgive me—" Monk Sanguang screamed, twirling the beads in his hand, and was about to strike.

At this moment, a cold voice resounded in the surrounding void.

"stop!"

Almost at the moment when the words fell, Jian Fengyun's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in the hall.

Qin Xuan and Sanguang Fozi stopped their movements at the same time, looking at the strange thing in front of them with some surprise.

"Who are you?"

"What a big dragon!"

Qin Xuan and Sanguang Fozi spoke at the same time, and two words that seemed incompatible rang out at the same time.

"Nan Shan Nan! Xiao Xi Tian!" Jian Fengyun did not answer the two, but frowned and muttered to himself.

Nanshan Nanchao and Xiaoxitianjiao Jian Fengyun's past lives were also big forces. Among the ten thousand domains, these two orthodox traditions can be regarded as extremely ancient. Among them, Nanshan Nanchao, located in the extreme south of Wanyu, worshiped the way of magic; Xiaoxitianjiao, located in In the far west of Wanyu, who worship Buddhism and Taoism, people from these two parties have almost never had friendship, and even had some festivals, how could they come to this hall of immortality together.

"How do you know Nanshannan? Who are you?" Qin Xuan said cautiously. Although Jian Fengyun's voice was soft, she could hear it clearly. After all, she was at the Linghuang realm. Being suppressed, it is definitely not impossible to hear these voices clearly.

"Such handsome and handsome, with outstanding demeanor, it seems that he is undoubtedly the young master Fengyun!" Monk Sanguang flashed a thoughtful light in his eyeballs, and immediately smiled flatteringly.

Jian Fengyun didn't pay attention to Qin Xuan, instead it was Monk Sanguang's words that aroused his interest, his star eyes moved, and he looked at Monk Sanguang and said, "You know me?"

"You are Emperor Fengyun's disciple?" Qin Xuan couldn't help asking with surprise when he heard Jian Fengyun's words.

"Of course the poor monk knows Mr. Fengyun. Among the ten thousand domains, he is the only one who can crush those powerful arrogances with the posture of the spiritual mansion. The poor monk came from Xiaoxitian. There are countless good stories, and the admiration for Mr. Fengyun has long been like a torrent of rivers, and now it is an honor for the poor monk to meet you!" Sanguang Buddha did not blush when he flattered, just like a storyteller. He opened his mouth and spat out a string of flattering words.

Jian Fengyun still didn't pay attention to Qin Xuan, instead he turned his gaze to Monk Sanguang, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth after he glanced at him, and said: "Besides the Ruthless Buddha Emperor, you are probably the second person in Xiaoxitian Sect who can speak!"

"May I ask you something? Tell me quickly, are you a disciple of Emperor Fengyun?" Qin Xuan couldn't help being sullen and said coldly after Jian Fengyun repeatedly ignored him.

(End of this chapter)