Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Wind B ink only feel dizzy, in front of a flower, feet fall, the whole person is pulled by Bai Yanshuang fall in a piece of sand.

When the two men got up from the ground, they were stunned. In front of them was a desert that could not see the end. There were no green trees, no flowers and plants, and no rare elixir or fruit. The sand under their feet was hot because of the high sun. A moment later, Feng Yimo was already sweating.

Is this the most secret place in the world? Feng Yi Mo has a strong suspicion. The aura in the air is so thin that it's worse than maple leaf town. How can it be the first secret place?

Looking around, there was no one, as if they were the only two people in the world.

"Where is this?"

"Where is this?"

The two asked in unison. Bai Yanshuang took out the skin and found that the pattern on the skin had changed. It was no longer tianwai peak, but an unknown peak, and the handwriting had disappeared.

"The animal skin is useless. Put it away, Mr. Feng. If you guess correctly, the mountain above is the place where the mysterious place will appear next time. This animal skin is a strange treasure. Don't expose it! " Bai Yanshuang throws the hide to Feng Yimo and takes the lead in a direction.

Feng Yimo took the animal skin and looked at it. He couldn't help laughing bitterly. Two hundred years later, he didn't know where he was, but he still got into the storage bag and chased Bai Yanshuang away.

Tianwaifeng is now in a mess. The monks who are close to tianwaifeng have rushed into the secret place. The wind is blowing in the air. Under the leadership of four demons, more than a dozen level-4 monsters break through the defense line of human friars and rush to the top of the peak. They just meet Dao wutrace and others. The two sides stop and confront each other.

, four headed by a big monster, is a guy with a snake head. He is not completely successful. He has taken a step forward and spit out his words. "All of you, you humans are like our demons. You are absorbing aura, and we are absorbing the essence of the moon. Wang suggested that both sides stop fighting and look for opportunities. How about coming out of the secret place and making a decision again? "

All the friars turned their eyes to Tao wutrace, where he was the highest cultivator and the deputy leader of the anti monster alliance, waiting for his decision.

Tao wuzhui pondered for a moment and said: "brother snake's suggestion is good. You and I, as the representatives of demons and human beings, clap high fives and stop fighting each other!"

"Good, easy!" The big demon of snakehead stepped forward, stretched out his scaly palms, followed the way without a trace, and led the monsters to rush into the entrance of the mysterious heaven.

Human friars can't wait to jump into the entrance, and thousands of friars and monsters swarm into it. After an hour, the dark clouds disperse and the entrance disappears. The friars who just rushed to the top of the mountain and didn't have time to enter the secret place beat their chests and feet, regretting. When they saw the monsters, they immediately vented their resentments on them, sacrificed their weapons and fought with them.

This is the seventh day after Feng Yimo and Bai Yanshuang entered the secret place of the dark sky. For seven days, they were still walking in the desert and could not see any green. Half of the water in the storage bag was used by them. They only drank more than 30 water a day. If it wasn't for Bai Yanshuang's cold hand, Feng Yimo would have been dizzy.

When he was hungry, Feng Yimo took root medicine. Fortunately, there were many in his storage bag, but Bai Yanshuang didn't eat them. Therefore, he left all the roast chicken and duck he bought to Bai Yanshuang, who was a vegetarian himself.

In seven days, Bai Yanshuang ate all the meat by herself. When she saw that Feng Yimo left all the meat to herself, she was deeply moved, "Feng Lang, why are you so good? You take care of me, a strange woman. My legs are broken, so you've been walking thousands of miles with me on your back. Now, I'm reluctant to eat or drink. I'll leave it all to me. How can I repay you? "

Feng Yi Mo licked his cracked lips. There was yellow sand between his teeth. He poohed and said, "because I'm a man and you're a woman! It's natural for men to take care of women! "

This is a very heroic sentence.

Bai Yanshuang didn't speak, she just grasped his hand. What makes Feng Yimo very curious is that in such a hot environment, Bai Yanshuang can still keep cold temperature. It's really amazing.

The two of them walked together for another hour. At noon, when the temperature reached the highest point of the day, even if he was holding Bai Yanshuang's cold hand, he was sweating.

"If only there was a spring where I could take a bath!" Wind Yi Mo thinks so, turn to wry smile: "don't say take a bath, can have a drink of also go."

He took out a dry wild fruit and handed it to Bai Yanshuang, "white girl, please make do with it, only this thing is left."

Bai Yanshuang silently takes over the wild fruit and takes a bite. Suddenly, she turns her head and looks in one direction. There is a galloping sand line in the sand in the distance, rushing towards them.

Feng Yimo's divine sense sweeps through the sand and finds that there is a giant scorpion in the sand. The sand line is brought up by the scorpion. He quickly sacrifices the red moon sword. When the giant scorpion jumps out of the yellow sand, he splits it with one sword.With a loud noise, the red moon sword was knocked by the tail hook of the giant scorpion and flew out askew. Then the tail hook of the flashing black light poked at him like a spear.

Feng Yimo is surprised. What kind of scorpion is this? With a wave of his finger, he recalls the red moon sword to stop him. After another fight with the tail hook, he still can't break the scorpion's defense. Now Feng Yimo is not calm. The red moon sword is his most powerful weapon. If he doesn't fall out, he has to risk using the rust knife.

Every time he uses a rusty knife, he has to feel frightened. He doesn't want to use a rusty knife unless he has to.

Bai Yanshuang has been watching Feng Yimo's fight with the giant scorpion coldly. Her face is expressionless, and she is not worried about Feng Yimo. However, when she sees that Feng Yimo uses the red moon sword, she can't help but say, "he is just practicing Qi and seven levels of cultivation. How can he drive the top level spirit weapon? It's hard for ordinary friars in the middle period of foundation building to drive the top-quality spirit weapon so easily. It seems that fenglang is different from ordinary people. " Because the drive of spirit tools and magic weapons completely depends on the strength of divine consciousness, while the spiritual consciousness of monks can only be enhanced a little with the increase of cultivation, and few people can improve their divine consciousness.

She changed "Feng Xianggong" into "Feng Lang", and her mentality obviously changed.

The more Feng Yi Mo fights, the more frightened he is. In front of him is just a huge insect without grade. It's so powerful. The red moon sword can't hurt it from any angle. Are the insects and animals in this secret place so powerful? In seven days, the two of them did not meet any one, nor did they meet any insects. This giant Scorpion was the first living creature.

However, careful Feng Yimo found that the giant scorpion's weapon was only the tail hook, which was about Zhang long behind him. Back and forth, he kept stabbing, blocking the attack of the red moon sword. If something entangled the tail hook, the red moon sword would have a chance to cut off the giant scorpion's head.