The emergence of the spiritual energy tide brought Fang Qing a lot, but what happened next made him feel strange and his mood was not so stable.
Three years ago, he was too weak to set foot in the world of cultivation. Three years later, he was able to overwhelm a third-level Saint Realm master simply by virtue of his name as Qing Emperor Fang Qing.
If this kind of thing spreads, many people who don't know the inside story will not be able to believe it, because this kind of thing is too incredible, too dreamy and unreal.
In fact, there was a reason why Fang Qing temporarily stayed here, and it was not just to place the Flower Palace and explore the storage spirit ring.
More importantly, news came from the Zhen World that Bai Yucheng, Huang Zhuifeng, and Huo Jinglin proposed to overcome the catastrophe of transformation. They were quite confident and had no worries at all.
With a wave of his hand, the power of space that suppressed the world surged, and four little guys appeared in front of Fang Qing, each of them mysterious and extraordinary.
With a slightly strange expression on his face, Fang Qing waved his hand again, and a golden rat the size of a native dog flew out immediately. It was the long-lost gold-devouring rat at the peak of the fourth level.
Since this guy got help from Fang Qing's elixir and got guidance from the old monster in Zhenshi Tianlao area, he has been in deep dormancy and has gained a lot. Now he finally wakes up and wants to go out to survive the tribulation.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, brothers Wanjin are also joining in the fun? We are forming a team to overcome the tribulation, and the scale is not small." Huang Zhuifeng watched the little gold-eating rat eating Wanjin and made a spiritual sound.
Yan Wanjin lowered his head to Fang Qing: "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness. Wanjin has gained a lot these days. Please allow Wanjin to survive the catastrophe of transformation."
Fang Qing waved his hand: "Being able to follow me is due to your own luck. Since you are sure, then go through the disaster together."
"And you, no one else can interfere with the Transformation Tribulation. As the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate and wealth. This time, it is entirely up to you."
"Xiao Zi and I are guarding the four sides. We can only prevent the old monsters of the sixth level and above from interfering with you. As for other crises, they are doomed. Do you understand?"
When Fang Qing finished speaking, Xiao Zi patted her chest with her small dragon claws and said, "Don't worry, brothers, I will take care of everything!"
The little guy looked like a little adult at this moment. There was no majesty, but he looked extremely cute. The other four spirit beasts couldn't help but laugh, but they didn't dare to show it too obviously.
Fang Qing looked at Xiao Zi with a smile: "Brother Qing has other things to do, so I have to ask Xiao Zi to take care of them."
Subsequently, the four strange spiritual beasts dispersed to four directions, thirty or forty miles apart. Each one released the aura of its fourth-order peak perfection, and began to adjust itself with the secret method unique to the demon clan.
The little thunder dragon Xiao Zi was perched on a mountain three hundred miles away, looking in all directions with a vigilant look. Fang Qing made it very clear: Beware of old monsters of the sixth level and above.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just three breaths later, thunder rang out in the nine heavens, and the dark clouds covering the sky shrouded this ancient mountain range. The oppressive atmosphere spread far and wide, causing many wild beasts in this mountain range to tremble and crawl in fear. The ground trembled with fear.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
In just an instant, four thick thunderbolts descended on the earth and struck four strange spiritual beasts, which was extremely terrifying.
Bai Yucheng raised his head to the sky and hissed. The Ice Spirit Technique reached its peak, and bright white light erupted from all over his body. The terrifying cold air swept across all directions. The snake body moved and faced the silver-white thunder directly.
Huang Zhuifeng hissed and spat out the letter, and the dazzling golden light enveloped an area of more than ten feet in radius. Golden snake cones broke through the heavy air and struck hard at the roaring thunder, treating the thunder as a terrifying opponent.
Huo Jinglin was the most crazy. His thick limbs stood on the ground, looking up to the sky. His huge body was as motionless as a mountain. His fire-controlling spiritual skills were running, and his power field covered a three-mile radius. Suddenly, a thick The Fire Lin beast's legs were raised, and the Fire Lin's three-step combat skill reappeared, facing the thunderbolt that was as thick as an arm.
What made Fang Qing, who was hundreds of miles away, most curious was the gold-devouring rat. That guy squeaked, its fist-sized mouth opened, and mysterious Taoist patterns flowed endlessly from its mouth. It looked like it was trying to kill the rat. Swallowed by thunder.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Among the four battlefields, terrifying power fluctuations broke out, and endless thunder flooded large tracts of mountainous areas in an instant. All kinds of combat skills were displayed, and the peak showdown with the power of the sky was extremely tragic.
After watching the first lightning strike and observing the performance of the four strange spiritual beasts, Fang Qing nodded and felt relieved.
Those four little things are all very extraordinary, but he is satisfied with the physical strength and the use of combat skills. Not surprisingly, they can definitely transform into success.
Because they come from the world of Zhen, they come from the teachings of the old monster, and they are also supported by their own tempering and creation materials. With the support of these three points, Fang Qing is very confident that they can successfully transform.
Fang Qing nodded and no longer paid attention to their tribulation, because it was impossible for them to succeed for a while and they needed to be recognized by heaven and earth.
He waved his hand, and the air-locking array reappeared, covering an area within a ten-foot radius of him. With a thought, Fang Qing immediately disappeared in place, leaving nothing behind. The Zhen World merged with the void of Fengyun Realm. Extremely mysterious.
The little thunder dragon Xiao Zi glanced at Fang Qing's position, and then no longer paid attention to what Fang Qing was doing. It dutifully looked at the mountains in all directions, with a terrifying power deeply dormant in its body. Once it found an abnormality, it would definitely Send out a shocking blow and crush all enemies!
At this moment, in the town world, Fang Qing stood in front of the land opposite the Bagua Medicine Garden, looking at the exquisite and perfect Colorful Flower Palace, his eyes filled with amazement.
This mysterious Palace of Flowers is actually the most precious palace he has seen so far. Even the exquisite Guanghan Palace and Bingqing Palace of Guanghan Palace cannot compare with it. The gap is too big and it is completely out of place. A level above.
The Flower Language Palace is located in the area opposite the two major medicinal gardens. It is surrounded by acres of spiritual plants, lush exotic flowers and plants, and patches of special fruit groves.
They are all collected by Sun Changsheng throughout his life, covering almost all the special fruits known in the Fengyun world. Ordinary people would not even dare to think about it, but they are everywhere in the town world.
There are too many purple jade grapes, sky blue vines, nine-section sugarcane, purple sun oranges, golden-grained pineapples, etc.
Because, except for the four little guys who were greedy and picked some special fruits to quench their thirst from time to time, those "prisoners" did not dare to leave the Zhenshi Tianlao area easily. Immortality is no exception.
It is full of vitality, with birds chirping, flowers fragrant, and fruity fragrance overflowing. Such an environment reflects and complements the Flower Palace, making the Flower Palace even more otherworldly and refined.
Fang Qing stepped onto the five-color steps step by step, feeling the extraordinary natural charm of the Flower Language Palace, and his heart was filled with tranquility and peace. This is a place for self-cultivation, with unimaginable effects of concentration and tranquility, and is extremely suitable for living beings to realize the Tao.
Of course, no matter how extraordinary it is, it cannot be compared with the Kaitian Tree. There are really not many people in the world who can rival the Kaitian Tree. Only the legendary Enlightenment Tree can surpass the Kaitian Tree. One chip.
Reaching out to push towards the five-color palace gate of Huayu Palace, there was still a terrifying force that stopped Fang Qing. However, as Fang Qing expected, this was a material rarely seen in the world. It was so heavy that ordinary transcendent masters would probably Can't push it away.
With a slight exertion, the five-color palace door slowly opened, and an indescribable Taoist charm rushed towards his face. For a moment, Fang Qing felt as if he was in a land of immortals, realizing the extraordinary and supreme aura.
Just taking a look inside, Fang Qing was stunned. The main hall of Huayu Palace was really unimaginable. Needless to say, it was wide and spacious.
The radiant spiritual energy of heaven and earth criss-crosses and permeates the entire hall, like a land of immortals. More importantly, its layout is unprecedented.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one five-color stone pillars support the entire hall. Their arrangement is full of indescribable Taoist charm, like the eyes of some supreme formation, and like the various star positions of the stars in the sky, mysterious and strange. Fang Qing couldn't figure out the real secret for a while.
Fang Qing stared at the main seat in the center. It was a large and exquisite five-color stone seat, full of supreme Taoist charm and majesty.
It is like the royal throne of a peerless fairy who overlooks all living things. Facing this throne, Fang Qing vaguely feels ashamed, should not set foot in this hall, and desecrates this hall. This is hard to imagine.
Above the main seat hangs a huge five-color plaque with three ancient characters "Flower Language Hall" written on it. An unimaginable Taoist rhyme rushes straight into Fang Qing's heart, accompanied by traces of majestic momentum.
On the huge stone pillars on both sides of the main seat, there are carved dragons and painted phoenixes. Every line has a natural Taoist charm. A couplet came into Fang Qing's eyes, and it read: Clear water produces hibiscus, and it is natural to carve these two sentences.
There are rows of five-color stone seats in all directions, which are exquisite and luxurious. Next to each stone seat are exquisite coffee tables, incense burners, jade bottles and other things.
The surrounding five-color stone walls are hung with ingenious pictures, including pictures of ladies, flying immortals, flowers, mountains, rivers and ancient mountains, etc. There are too many to count.
Every picture is full of supreme Taoist charm, which far exceeds the Taoist charm in the ancient paintings left by the painting sage Dan Qingzi. It is indescribable and immeasurable.
Fang Qing took a deep breath and was shocked by the arrangement of the mysterious owner of Huayu Palace. Is this still a grand palace? Everywhere is ingenious and contains the charm of the supreme Tao. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a supreme holy land for cultivation, right?
The mysterious Taoist charm of this palace can only be compared with the bronze coffin, Xutian Furnace, Jiuxuan Exquisite Pagoda and other ancient objects, and the rest cannot compare with it.
Looking deep into the Flower Language Palace, there is a special passage there. Fang Qing guessed that it should be the passage leading to other small palaces or rooms in the Flower Language Palace.
Fang Qing walked slowly towards the passage with a strange mood. He felt more and more that this palace should be reserved by a woman. He always felt like a playboy who was going to the daughter's boudoir. At first glance, this mood made his little face blush slightly.
But unable to hold back the curiosity in his heart, Fang Qing still walked towards the passage unhurriedly. After passing through the passage of nearly ten feet, Fang Qing's eyes suddenly became bright.
The area behind this area is actually a place similar to an inner space. Small palaces are located in all directions. They should have been used by the people of the Flower Language Palace.
In the middle area, there are jade bridges and flowing water, rockery pavilions, clear waves of Linghu Lake, brocade flowers, small medicinal gardens, etc. The layout is quite clever and exquisite.
Any arrangement that Fang Qing could imagine can be found here. The Flower Language Palace is like a grand garden.
Fang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly. He had no time to explore the mystery of this place. He moved at high speed and exited the Palace of Flowers. With a thought, he left the world of Zhen.
hold head high!
As soon as he returned to the big world, Fang Qing heard the dragon's roar that resounded throughout the world. He waved his hand and removed the air-locking formation, and looked towards the area far away.
There, the little thunder dragon Xiaozi roared between the heaven and the earth. The bright golden light covered the sky and covered the area hundreds of feet in radius. He stared at the group of masters on the opposite side and protected Bai Yucheng and others in the distance behind him.
That was another powerful monk. Many masters stared at the four spiritual beasts that were about to transform, with undisguised greed in their eyes.
Fang Qing was a little speechless. This trip was not going smoothly. There were no monsters or wild beasts blocking the way, but they always encountered obstacles from their human forces.
"What a great blessing! I haven't been born for a long time. I never expected that I would be able to encounter so many top-level spiritual beasts this time when I led the team to the Nanwu Territory. It is really God's blessing for me, the Feng Family."
A white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the small thunder dragon Xiao Zi hovering in the void, and at the four spiritual beasts that were about to transform further away, his eyes full of greed and excitement.
"Elder Taishang, this doesn't look like a member of the dragon-patterned golden dragon clan. Why don't you let Feng He redeem his sins and capture this wild little dragon for my Feng family? What do you think of Elder Taishang?"
A master of the eighth level of reincarnation from the Feng family spoke. He looked at the old man and said these words. His aura was extremely sharp, full of evil aura and madness, as if he had practiced some evil martial arts.
The old man turned his head slightly, glanced at Feng He, thought for a moment, and then nodded: "Be careful, don't be careless, that little guy is a little unusual."
Feng He nodded, but a trace of extreme madness appeared in the depths of his eyes. The sound of a sword sounded from his body. It was cold and strange, ruthless and righteous. In short, it was not like an ordinary swordsman.
In the distance, Fang Qing restrained all his aura, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, and murmured to himself: "The ruthless swordsmanship! Interesting."
The so-called sincerity in the heart is as true as the sword. Whatever the heart is, the sword in the hand will be like. The ruthless swordsmanship is a special existence in the swordsmanship. It is ruthless and righteous. This kind of sword practice is the most terrifying and crazy.
Zheng!
Feng He waved his hand, and a bright red long sword flew out of the storage spirit ring, as if it had been soaked in blood for hundreds of millions of years. It was a heaven-level long sword with intricate carvings on the blade. And the evil lines are extremely weird.
The next moment, the sound of sharp swords resounded throughout the world. In just a moment, the mountainous area was filled with a bloody, cold, and ruthless atmosphere.
He regards all living beings as nothing, and the heaven and earth as nothing. He is crazy and weird, but his swordsmanship is extremely pure. He does not believe in gods, demons, or immortals. Only one sword can reveal his way!
At this moment, Feng He seemed to have changed. He was crazy, murderous, and cold-blooded. There was no trace of humanity on his face, and he looked like a killing machine. The Supreme Elder frowned, but didn't say much.
hold head high!
Xiao Zi, the little thunder dragon, felt this strange and terrifying sword intent. It felt a chill all over its body, as if it was locked by a poisonous snake from the prehistoric era. The roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world, and it put up the highest level of defense.
Although the little guy has extraordinary strength, he is still young after all. He has never seen a weird monk like Feng He. He is still a weird and special sword cultivator. He knows how terrifying sword cultivators are. Isn't Fang Qing an example?
Zheng!
The next moment, the extremely weird Feng He took action. His figure was like blood-colored lightning, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand burst out with blood light. His sword was like thunder, and he stabbed the little thunder dragon at extremely high speed.
The extremely sharp bloody sword energy locked the small thunder dragon's upper and lower sides, making it inevitable to avoid it. This is a heaven-level sword technique with extremely extraordinary power.
In the distance, a faint chaotic light appeared in the depths of Fang Qing's eyes, and his martial arts eyes reappeared, staring at Feng He's movement trajectory, taking in all Feng He's movements, and trying his best to analyze Feng He's heaven-level swordsmanship. the mystery.
hold head high!
The little thunder dragon Xiao Zi forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart. A small dragon claw suddenly poked out and faced Feng He who was coming at a high speed in the void. The terrifying body tore through the second void barrier. The most pure and authentic dragon claw hand is displayed in front of everyone. It is unparalleled in power and invincible. This is the flying dragon in the sky.
"Dragon Claw Hand! How is this kind of aura and Tao Yun possible?"
The eyes of the saint-level old man burst out with bright light, and he stared at the flying dragon flying in the sky issued by Xiao Zi, the little thunder dragon, refusing to let go of any detail.
He was extremely surprised, and a strange scene appeared in his eyes, as if he was confirming and distinguishing from the dragon claw hand he knew. The more the confirmation and the difference, the more moved the old man was.
clang!
The next moment, the blood-colored long sword made a metal collision sound that shook the world. The indestructible dragon claw handprint of the little thunder dragon Xiao Zi was on the tip of the sword. A bright light burst out between the two, and the power field enveloped a hundred miles in an instant. The void is extremely destructive.
boom! boom!
The next moment, the two masters shook at the same time, and the little thunder dragon Xiao Zi flew hundreds of feet backwards, with faint traces of blood on the small dragon claws.
A heaven-level spiritual weapon is a heaven-level spiritual weapon. Its strength is unimaginable, and even the physical body of the Shattering Void Realm cannot ignore a long sword, a spiritual weapon of that level.
But Feng He only took three steps back, each step filled with mysterious Taoism, and quickly neutralized the violent power of Xiao Zi, the little thunder dragon.
It was just a single blow, and the two had a decisive battle. Little Thunder Dragon Xiaozi was no match for Feng He. It wasn't that his strength and physical body were not as good as Feng He's, but that his martial arts perception and application of mysteries were not as good as Feng He's. The difference was too far. .
