The shrill sound of the wind was like the painful cry of a young animal.

The thumping sound on the ice was like the frenzied and anxious heartbeat.

The breath of ice vibrated on the black dragon armor, making a crisp clanking sound.

Fenglan felt the heat waves coming from the hilt of the sword, and his blood boiled. He ran with all his strength, almost flying to the ground.

One hundred feet...eighty feet...fifty feet...

Fenglan was getting closer and closer to that terrifying black shadow.

No fear.

The fighting spirit arose.

The fiery heart beats wildly with excitement.

"My supreme Father!"

Young Fenglan suddenly let out a wail.

At that moment, in the third memory, a head with gushing blood rolled down from a golden throne, and the noble crown rolled toward the door.

Behind the throne, the black shadow showed a ferocious face and laughed wildly with pride.

The magnificent palace collapsed amid laughter.

This is the memory of this handsome young man, still only a small fragment.

The third world is still called Fenglan.

"die!"

Fenglan roared, venting his sorrow to his heart's content.

He jumped up high, and the orange sword emitted thousands of rays of light, cutting through the dense clouds and mist above the ice peak. The sword became even sharper, piercing the black shadow's back, passing through the heart, and penetrating the chest.

"Damn... Archmage!"

The black shadow made a rough sound.

The heart of the black shadow burned, as if setting the orange sword on fire.

The black shadow, like a sky lantern, melts into the sword bit by bit.

The orange color of the great sword becomes increasingly pure and bright.

The orange sword light shone deeply into the ice, and streams of fresh flesh and blood, as thick as arms, squirmed slightly and were sent to the top of the mountain.

The shadow's face gradually appeared.

It was a piece of cowhide that seemed to have been rubbed endlessly, and it was applied to the human head.

It had a ferocious face and let out a cruel and wild laugh.

"It's too late!"

After saying these two words, it slowly lowered its head.

The wind was very calm, waiting patiently for the black shadow to disappear completely.

He was suddenly confused in this world.

He seemed to have been to this ice front before, it was familiar yet strange.

"The Great Evil King!"

Memories that had been buried long ago flashed through his mind.

"It's him!"

Feng Lan was determined and thought of the fantastic scene inside the gray coffin.

"Lingxueni?"

Feng Lan continued to move forward along the winding and rugged path, thinking and searching.

The streams of flesh and blood reflected on the orange sword became more and more vivid, and blood-colored mist gradually emerged.

Click~, the thick ice under my feet cracked a small opening.

The wind slowly stopped and he stared at the crack.

The next second, he raised his sword high and stabbed into the gap with all his strength.

"No..."

A shrill howl sounded from the top of the mountain.

"We will become one..."

Among the shrill echoes that echoed on the ice peaks, there were murmured prayers.

However, Feng Lan's sword had penetrated deeply into the crack in the ice, cutting off a stream of flesh and blood.

A power that shatters the sky and shatters the earth, like a river pouring into a stream, into a big sword, and into Fenglan's body.

The figure on the white paper stood quietly behind Feng Lan, stretching out his hands to grasp the hilt of the sword.

"Finally back?"

***

The sword in Feng Lan's hand was taken away. He was so anxious that he tried hard and woke up suddenly.

His hands were holding the fleshy bone tightly, and the other end was in the mouth of the big green dog.

The big green dog made a protesting sound, and the dog's eyes were almost blinded.

Feng Lan quickly let go of the big bone, made sure he was sitting on the boat, and thought to himself: Did Jiu Qiansui save me?

"Damn it! What on earth is affecting me?"

"Feng Lan, your Tao Xing is too weak, and your body has been invaded by the evil power of decay.

Under the influence of the three energies of light and darkness, order and chaos, life and death emanating from the Time Canal, you will enter a layer of illusion.

You must maintain an innocent heart in order to survive."

Master's voice came to my ears.

Feng Lan was slightly startled, secretly frightened.

Could it be that Master can detect his situation in the three different worlds?

Feng Lan calmed down, started to use the magic formula, and found that his Taoism had reached the peak of the divine realm.

It's just that the peak of the divine state of mind - the situation where the whole body is like a torrent of spiritual power, is completely different.

Fenglan's acupuncture points are like the eyes of the sea,

The meridians connected to it seem to be endless waves.

It's hard to know what happened.

Feng Lan always felt that he was trapped in a strange circle.

He stepped off the boat and saw his fellow students, all discussing happily.

The sea is unusually calm.

The edge of sea and sky, the clear blue sky.

However, the entire Zhangtian Mountain Range is completely like a blooming lotus.

The yellow sword light has been replaced by a yellow dagger with the hilt inserted in the heart of the lotus.

Twelve-color rays of light shine across the heavens, as if there are blooming lotus flowers hanging above the nine heavens.

The Zhangtian Mountains seem to be being lifted up.

The sea of ​​embers also seems to be rising continuously.

Over the land, black clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

The gap that opened around the black clouds still has not healed.

The next second, red waves spurted out from the bloody gap in the black cloud.

All terrestrial creatures and plants illuminated by the red waves will be directly burned and turned into fly ash.

It was so red, like a boiling sea of ​​blood, rolling and rolling with turbulent waves.

At this moment, one of the twelve-colored lotus flowers hanging above the nine heavens fell from the nine heavens, as fast as a shooting star, spreading radiance all over the sky, and smashed into the black clouds.

The black cloud, as thick as a mountain, was smashed into a deep pit, and shining light splashed out, tearing the black cloud apart.

A moment later, in the deep pit of the black clouds, a coquettish bloody light suddenly rose, like a sharp arrow shooting straight into the sky, scattering the light all over the sky, breaking through layers of barriers, and suddenly on the sky where lotus flowers fell from the ground,

explode.

At that moment, blood filled the air and raged for nine days.

A dark red sun seems to be coming into this world from an illusion.
To be continued...