Killing six people, seized letters and other things.

Feng Lan accidentally harvested this, and was overjoyed.

The size of Taiming's cultivation world is dark, and it is everywhere. It will be brewed at any time.

Feng Lan has deeply understood at this moment that as a master of the head, why is everything cautious and not tolerate.

The predecessors of the heavenly sects in the past, would rather keep the city and not risk for progress. They are accurate prediction of the situation.

Leng Ye Ruyuan, the world kills.

Feng Lan stood under the night alone, full of excitement and embarrassment in her chest, trying to restrain her impulsive mood, and her face faintly showed a bit of joy, but she was covered up by the san.

On this night, he seemed to realize a lot.

There are too many things in the world, which is forced by the potential, and the ability of non -manpower can only be a very small part.

Feng Lan thinks about the bits and pieces of the three worlds, thinking of people, people, and organizations, and the organization and organization cross each other.

He looked at the night sky, the cold moon was high, and the star flickered on the night, as if responding to his mood.

The mountains under the feet are undulating, and the gully is criss -crossed. The giant and bones and blood of the giant beasts lying on the ground are extended in all directions.

Here, it is still the outer ring of millions of mountains.

The million mountains that are lost in the vast darkness, mysterious and weirdness, and the deep sea of ​​the ember that cannot be seen, divide the autumn color.

Even the place where the mountain gate of the Cangtianzong is located only on the sea of ​​60,000 miles into the sea, and the mountain gate of the Chaotianzong is also in the outer ring of the millions of mountains. The two are so similar.

Here, Feng Lan is not worried about the danger of monks from the human race, but is worried about the danger that he has never encountered.

However, the more dangerous, the more exciting people.

Feng Lan broke, this is the best opportunity to investigate the Tiansong, and resolutely goes towards the mountains.

The night is deep, the moon is high, and the stars are full of dim light.

At the end of a flat wilderness, six strange peaks suddenly raised on the earth, as if it was a sword, gun, sword, halberd, stick, hammer six weapons, standing on the ground, and the loop was intertwined.

No.

The six -seater peaks are tall and upright, standing quietly on the ground, like six different guardians, which are heroic.

They have different shapes, one like a stepping sword, one like a giant stick, and two as if it is a cross -haoling gun. Each one exudes a unique atmosphere and strength.

Release endless compression.

The cold moon is quiet, and the stars over the six peaks are gurgling, making the outline of Liufeng gradually clear, as if trying to unveil the mystery of this weapon mountain.

Feng Lan found that once he appeared in the wilderness, it was exposed to the six peaks, and he wanted to avoid it.

Such a secret place, I am afraid that I am very familiar with the monk here, and it is difficult to fully prevent it under the night.

At that time, the heavens and the earth were even more dark.

Feng Lan actually felt that the mysterious shadow was shrouded in the flat wilderness.

Oriental fish white, quietly emerging.

Suddenly, the sky was pouring and heavy rain, it was black rain drops.

The black drops of black ink fall into the oriental fish white, such as the sweet dew dripped on the dry ground.

Feng Lan gradually felt that the acupuncture points of the whole body had the feeling of spring eyes, which became more and more intense. The spiritual power flowing in the meridians, like a rushing torrent, rushed towards Dantian, gathered into the green space and incense burner.

Such a magnificent torrent, once the space and the space of the incense burner in the dead tree branches, as if not the bottomless abyss, silent.

To the situation of Fenglan's Taoism, it is always at the beginning of the foundation of the foundation.

Gradually, Fenglan's whole body seemed to have the roots of countless trees, spreading and exploring in the dark.

Feng Lan walked slowly towards the six major peaks, like a big tree, dragging the root of dense trees to move forward. The more closer to the six major peaks, the stronger the dark and rain.

Pressure

The larger.

The ruthless dark rain, the oriental fish white in the deep mind of the wind.

When Fenglan walked into a half -way in the flat wilderness, the sound of the flowing stream flowing in the white fish in the white fish.

Feng Lan is one of the one, heart: Dark rain is stronger than black fire?

Because of this, infinitely firmly strengthened his determination to get closer to the six major peaks.

However, at a distance of one -third of the distance, the energy generated by the six major peaks formed a thick enchantment, making Feng Lan difficult to move forward for half a step.

Feng Lan will never step back half an inch, running the mountains and rivers, useless, the wind and snow scriptures and the gods, but also useless, but the sanctuary mantra has changed.

The deep voice came, and it was also like the sound of worshiping the Buddha's chanting, sometimes it became crying.

The sound is from the six peaks, like a non -human voice.

Feng Lan suddenly dizzy, and there is an illusion in front of her eyes, knowing that it is difficult to support the physical strength, but it cannot be controlled by self -sustaining.

***

The mysterious black rain in the sky.

The sky is gray, and it seems that ink is sprinkled in the thick plant ash, and the sky is densely stunned on the ground, and the sound of rain is made.

The wind whispered, the trees were swaying, the grass and trees were curved, the beasts fled randomly, and the raptor could not flourish the wings and fluttered.

All the people on the island of Light, squeezed in the room where the stone house and the beast bone, helplessly staring at the raging dark rain.

"Island owner!" Wu Sanlong found that Feng Lan woke up and said softly, "The sky is under dark rain, like a big ink bead."

"oh!"

Feng Lan sat up, rest for a moment, and went out of bed.

The dark rain that lasted for several hours has borrowed this land into a wolf.

The dark sky, suddenly the strange lightning, as if it was illuminated by people in the dark abyss.

"Who knows what natural phenomenon is this?" Feng Lan asked.

He stared at the land that was raged by the dark rain, and the inner fluctuations would appear on the face, and the fatigue and exhaustion would be revealed.

The secret vortex on his right arm has been affecting the body that has reached the middle -aged.

Ma Mengqi and Lu Qingxue looked at each other, and frowned.

"Rain of the Ember."

A faint voice says.

It's Yunlie.

Yunlie, about twenty -seven or eight years old, medium in shape, handsome and beautiful.

His deep and quiet eyes seemed to hide the sea waves, but he always calm.

Feng Lan has never dared to face him, fearing that he recognizes himself.

In fact, the Fenglan of the two worlds is very different, and the status of status is very different.

I heard that the word "Ember" was mentioned today, it seems to have confirmed that the clouds of Yunlie and the Tianjian Son of the Taiming World not only are exactly the same, but the memory is completely consistent .z.br

If Yun Lie's identity is really a mysterious crossing, Feng Lan will only be more disturbed and surprised, and there is no threat to be bigger than this.

"Can you tell me in detail?" Feng Lan asked calmly.

An ancient book records that in the vast universe, there is a substance full of mysterious energy - "Six Traces", which is shaped like six interlocking peaks, as dark as ink, and exudes a mysterious brilliance.

It contains inexhaustible energy, giving birth to many strange scenes, countless mysterious substances mixed together, and various gases and substances produced.

At a certain reincarnation moment, the internal energy becomes active, and the energy generated can burn all the garbage generated in the universe, and generate countless new types of dark matter. Therefore, during the burning process, the embers generate black rain,

Fireworks create black fire.

Black Rain and Black Fire usually go in one direction without interfering with each other.

Once the black rain and black fire meet and merge, they will gradually absorb the matter scattered in the universe. Over time, a new planetary world will be generated.

In human myths and legends, gods

Immortals establish the earth, water, fire and wind, and then open a new world, which is connected with the six traces of black rain and black fire.

However, according to rumors, every planetary world where the Six Traces of Fire or Rain comes has a bearer of its own laws.

With a carrier, the soul of the world can be nurtured, and countless races of creatures can be born to thrive on the planet's continents or oceans.

However, the "thing" we are in now is actually "garbage" floating into the gaps in the universe, a "waste" that does not have any carrying capacity or nurturing capacity.

"So, this rain is really strange." Yun Lie shook his head slightly, "Island Master, this may not be a good sign."

"So that's it." Feng Lan felt a shock in his heart and thought: Could it be that the six peaks in the Taiming world correspond to the six traces in the stars in the universe?

"We need to find out who created all this and put us in the most dangerous wasteland." Feng Lan said in a deep voice, "There are enemies and debtors. Whose life should be unknown?

Throw it away?"

"God's will is unpredictable and people's minds are hard to understand. Is this black rain a sign?" Feng Lan thought to himself.
To be continued...