On the earth, colorful streams of light suddenly appeared, one after another, as if painted with a pen.

The location where Feng Lan was located was less than nine feet away from the temple gate, and it was completely covered.

A pig-shaped shadow is suspended on the top of the Xiaocao Temple, staring at the wind.

"Your ancestor, my evil teacher, gave this to me. Today, I will give it to his descendants."

The voice from the pig-shaped shadow was hoarse, low, and word by word, wishing to sleep on its skin and eat its flesh.

"Who exactly are you?"

Fenglan didn't feel anything strange, nor was he afraid, so he asked in a deep voice.

"I am the supreme mage, the one who saves the universe."

"Are you the Great Evil King's lackey?"

"die!"

The pig-shaped shadow's voice suddenly changed, becoming as low as the sound of a muffled drum, as if it had traveled through an ancient time tunnel.

The pig shadow began to twist and become smaller, resembling a rag-like ghost form.

It seems that Pig Shadow is being sentenced to death.

In just a moment, the location of the pig shadow changed into a whirlpool of nothingness. A shadow slowly emerged, covering the sky and the sun, and the world seemed to be covered with a gray shadow.

"My child!"

A deep voice murmured.

"As long as you are willing to obey me, you will become the supreme master of the universe and the savior of the universe."

A high-pitched voice swirled in Fenglan's mind.

"Are you the Great Evil King?"

Feng Lan asked in a trembling voice.

The first time I heard "The Great Evil King" was at the top of another ice peak.

Could it be that the person frozen on the top of the ice peak is not the real Great Evil King, but the person who carries the will of the Great Evil King?

"I am the Supreme Being on the other side of deep space."

A sharp sound roared in, carrying the pressure of the earth shattering.

How can Fenglan compete with his mortal body and the terrifying power that is constantly poured into his body?

The shiny red scales were shattered piece by piece from the outside to the inside, as if they had been shattered.

At this moment, the pale golden cloud in the Oriental Fish White floated out, filling the cracks of the red scales from the inside out, reshaping the scales, but the color was replaced by pale gold.

One inside and one outside, gradually becoming evenly divided.

"hateful!"

An angry roar came from the depths of the universe.

Immediately afterwards, infinitely doubled terrifying power poured in.

The pale golden clouds in the oriental fish white are taken over one by one by four or two thousand catties.

Fenglan's pain was completely eliminated, and he gradually felt the power condensed in his scales.

An indescribable force.

The dead branches and the incense burner in the dantian indicate something is about to move.

Fenglan's eyes turned cold, and he turned around the Fengxue Sutra.

In an instant, a waterfall was formed, falling into the acupuncture points of the body, and then surged into a torrent along the meridians, converged towards the Dantian, split into two, and flowed into the green space inside and the incense burner outside.

Suddenly, not only the scales embedded deeply in the body became a place of gathering strength, but the inner Dantian also echoed each other, infinitely melting and refining the external power, integrating the inside and outside, and becoming one.

The whirlpool in the void was still and silent.

Feng Lan was about to taunt when he suddenly saw a small grass temple rising from the ground, transforming into a scabbard with densely packed runes of various colors floating on it.

"Here comes the sword!"

Feng Lan shouted, and the Immortal Sword on his back rose into the air, stabbed into the scabbard, and the sword body was inserted into the scabbard tightly.

Almost at the same time, Feng Lan noticed that the vortex in the void was weakening, and said in a deep voice: "Swallow!"

In an instant, the power in his body exploded, and he took the initiative to attack and swallow the power originating from the whirlpool.

Gradually, a pig face was explicitly drew in the vortex, as if it was caught by an invisible hand on the pig's face, and pulled it out hard.

"hateful!"

A helpless and angry shout came from the depths of the universe.

The power of the violent universe seems to have suddenly leaked, I do not know.

Feng Lan immediately stopped running the wind and snow, and gradually became calm inside and outside.

However, the red scales have completely become light golden scales.

Plade ~, an old -fashioned man's body fell on the gravel beach.

Feng Lan had to let go of other things and moved his attention to the old man.

Older, wearing a gray old robe, a gray -white hair, a yellow tight ring on his head, big ears, tall nose, is dying.

"Disciple Feng Lan, see Senior Fubo."

Feng Lan respects the rituals, and said clearly.

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Help me, liberate the sea of ​​bitterness!"

The older feet are blurred first, generating a piece of cloth strip.

Feng Lan thought of the person who changed the flame city, and thought of the captain of the ghost form.

This terrible change seems to be in the same pulse.

The seven -star sword in Fenglan's hand stabbed into the heart of the old man, and there was no wave on his face.

As if he is the veteran of the matter.

The old man did not die, but recited the scriptures.

Feng Lan closed his eyes and listened, remembering one by one.

After the old man recited the scriptures, he died.

Feng Lan checked his body, and put away the only thing in circles.

After a while, the old man turned into a Buddhist Buddhist.

Feng Lan saved it, Yu Jian flew out of the abyss.

On the mainland of the war, the smoke rolled around, the blood cloud rolled, the black clouds rushed, and the thunder and lightning of the sky collided in the sky.

At this time, a suction force was suddenly, and Fenglan sucked out of the war hammer continent.

***

Back to the Fenglan of Taiming World again, the white clouds lingering on the body have disappeared, but the Daoxing seems to have been greatly cut.

Feng Lan himself knew that it was the scales that were reshaped on her body, covering the powerful base of the strong foundation.

When he saw the Qingming Hall, he always felt that the face he saw was very familiar, and his heart sounded, his heart: By the way, it was the face of the old monk Fubo.

Feng Lan thought, since the Tianlong Temple once used the "spirit mirror" to see the situation on the mainland of the battle hammer, how much can I see this time?

However, listening to Pu Zi Monk, they can see anything.

Feng Lan will tell everything except the big tree.

When it comes to a sword piercing the heart of the old man, everyone's face moved for a while. Only when they met like Pinghu, they would not move like a mountain.

Finally, hand over the hug circle and the relic to the abbot to stay in the Furong god monk.

"Fu Bozu was tortured by that evil will. Survival could not be ordered to die.

After thousands of years, it was finally relieved, and the Dharma "Feng Tianzhuan" also won the heir, and it was a good destiny. "

The monk of Puji said, the monks recite the Buddha's groan at the same time, "Goodness, good!".

"Every Taoist friend, the door of the Apocalypse, has been found out. This matter is formed." Furong Road.

"The master said very much." Jianye's real humanity, "The head of the head of the head of the teacher came over, but the deep part of Yu Ember was different.

"This trip to the nephew of Fengshi, for the stability of the Western Desert.

Tianlong Hall has been guarded for thousands of years, and has been achieved for thousands of years.

This bunch of Buddhist beads is the relic of the ancestor of Tianzang. Today, the old man finds a fate for the ancestor.

At Taoist Brother Shengfu's place, I will write a letter explaining the whole story."

Monk Fu Rong handed a string of eighteen Buddhist jade beads to Feng Lan.
To be continued...