The red phoenix dances and shakes for nine days.

The red phoenix itself has power beyond ordinary people's imagination. More importantly, it seemed to have vaguely restrained the dragon soul. Under a huge battle, the countless dragon soul wills that had just woken up were all defeated by its power. Then the flying phoenix flew into the sky, holding the three-inch spiritual mountain, directly shocked the entire dragon trace.

All the awakened dragon souls around were pulled by its power, roaring silently, being pulled from all directions by extremely powerful forces...

Above the nine heavens, the passage leading to the unknown world was broken, and the dark demon breath disappeared. Some of them were already contaminated with the dark demon breath and turned into the remains of dark creatures, and were also strangled by the invisible power of heaven and earth at this time!

The earth sinks, and the smoke of gunpowder drops. This world seems to be suppressed and soon returns to peace.

The rising sun rises into the sky, shining brightly.

And after this light, there seemed to be a trace of will, looking at this world quietly.

The chaos and the great horror of the world seemed to have never existed at all. There was only a tranquility in the world, with a gentle breeze and gurgling water, and the magma on the ground was gradually cooling down. There were only the cracked earth, the withered trees, the shattered giant rocks, and the remains of the remains that had been hiding in the cave and dared not appear, proving that the great horror just now was not just an illusion.

Fang Yuan stood on a huge broken rock, confused and looked around.

He couldn't feel that Luo Feiling's aura existed in this world, but he also felt that she seemed to be looking at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Who suppressed all this riot?"

“…”

“…”

The cultivators around the three-inch Lingshan were sealed before, and looked around in confusion.

They obviously didn't understand the inside story, and they didn't know what was going on at this time. But from the surrounding environment, it seemed that the great disaster had been stopped and the surroundings had calmed down. Only some families with special identities or extremely well-informed information were pale at this time, and they looked up at the nine heavens, silent, and the expressions on their faces were very sad.

“It’s true…”

Yuan Xiao, a noble family, was seriously injured, and later joined the fierce battle. His injuries could no longer be stopped. At this time, he could only hold a giant tree and barely stand, looking at the tranquility around him, his eyes looked extremely disappointed.

"What should we do now?"

It took a long time before someone reacted and asked in a trembling voice.

All the cultivators were silent. Looking around, they were all seriously injured and extremely miserable. What should they do? Of course, they were healing their injuries. They had only experienced a whole day and night fierce battle. The pills were exhausted and the injuries were extremely miserable. But how could they heal them?

However, just as they looked at each other and were a little confused, the sound of gurgling water suddenly sounded around them.

There was actually a clear spring coming out from the middle of their location.

The spring water was extremely clear and with a little cold air, it soon formed a clear cold spring among the gravel.

The indescribable spiritual spirit emanated from the cold spring. The spring energy was so amazing that it was just smelling the scent of the spring water next to it that the monks felt energetic. The meridians in their body seemed to be much more active.

"This is……"

Someone was slightly shocked and took a bite of spring water to eat it. Then his face changed drastically: "Wan Nian Lingquan?"

All the cultivators were shocked.

The Wannian Spirit Spring is the best water in the world. It can be used directly as a treasure medicine. It is a first-class resource in the world. All the cultivators are people with great identities, but few have seen the Spirit Spring, and it is even rarer to drink the Spirit Spring water. It can only be recognized by the quality of the water and the spirit. When they suddenly saw such a spiritual spring appear, they were naturally surprised and happy.

With the abundant spiritual spirit of the dragon trace, it is not surprising that it can raise the ten thousand-year-old spiritual spring. It is not surprising that the earth collapsed just now and the spring veins changed direction and suddenly emerged from the ground, but it was just around them, which was really a surprise.

Not only that, there was a sound of Yoyo beasts around him, and then you could see a white deer jumping from the mountains, holding a purple Ganoderma lucidum the size of an arm in her mouth, slowly putting it in front of Yuan Xiao, and then retreating and leaving.

Then, there is the immortal ape holding the fruit, and the giant python rolled up with a divine fruit tree!

These remains came one after another, sending countless spiritual objects that only exist in their imagination to them.

And around them, many plants suddenly grew out, blooming quietly and bearing fruits quickly. The fruits of spiritual energy were within reach and were almost delivered directly to them.

Yuan Xiao took a wild fruit and ate it. He felt that the meridians were unobstructed and his body had strength. His injuries were recovering rapidly. He ate a piece of green lotus root in the ram, and even his broken arms grew out.

Xu Yuren drank a sip of spiritual spring water, and the cracks on his body were healing rapidly. Wei Longjue reached out to pick a spiritual flower. He just smelled it and felt his magic power surge. Not only did the exhausted magic power begin to rise like a spring water, but he even faintly broke through the previous limit and reached a higher level.

Even Ban Feiyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was wrapped in a piece of golden vine. The vine grew silently, but it grew rapidly, with sharp buds inside, which quietly pierced into his forehead like a needle.

After a while, Ban Feiyuan suddenly gasped in great strength and opened her eyes in fear.

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"Oh, they did it after all..."

At this time, outside the South China Sea was filled with endless blue waves.

Above the vast blue waves, there was a small reef seven feet square, revealing the ground. On the reef, a fat white cat was squatting. It was shaking its long tail, looking at the south sky as if it was a little fascinated. In that sky, a red light was disappearing faintly, as if a pool of red ink was slowly converging together.

The blue waves around were waving, and an old will echoed, as if persuading something: "You can't get into the dragon track, otherwise as soon as you enter, the sleeping old dragon spirits will wake up directly. What else can they do? Now this result is not that good, but it is also good. At least the Immortal Alliance won the bet, and I will use the death of a girl to exchange for twenty years..."

"Meow……"

The white cat suddenly screamed softly, as if a little angry.

The old will sighed lowly and said slowly: "Yes, she is not dead now, but a little baby, who has been alone in the border for twenty years and can never return again, what is the difference between it and death? Perhaps for that little baby, it is even more good for this girl to die... Otherwise, wouldn't it be even more painful if he knew the truth but could do it?"

After hearing this, the white cat's eyes became a little cold.

Suddenly, his expression became a little sarcastic, and the long tail behind him quickly began to write in the void.

The tail is agile and the trajectory drawn is extremely mysterious, as if it is recording something.

Old will was a little surprised: "Since you can't pick her up, what's the use of leaving her in the coordinates of nothingness?"

The white cat smiled coldly and screamed softly, as if asking: "Then what they did is useful?"

The old will whispered: "Whether they did it is useful depends on how they use these dragon souls..."

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"Lao Fang, what... is this?"

In the dragon trail, Fang Yuan stood on the rock for a long time, his face just looked extremely confused.

Beside him, Song Longzhu was already a waste of cultivation, and it was hard to say that it was miserable. It was difficult to stand up. But just beside him, a fairy peach tree slowly grew. The fairy peach on it bent the peach branches and almost hung on his face. Song Longzhu reached out to pick a fairy peach, and just took a bite. He was almost stunned, looking at his body with a surprised and joyful look.

After taking a few bites, he could even stand up directly.

"Good, there is still this luck?"

Song Longzhu was incredible and still thought he was living in a dream.

But listening to his words, Fang Yuan was silent for a long time, but jumped off the rock. He was now weak and almost fell down when he jumped down. But he still gritted his teeth, remained silent, slowly stood up, and walked forward step by step.

"Crazy..."

As soon as he took a step, a spring surging beside him, and a spiritual spring rushed up from the ground.

Fang Yuan ignored it and continued to move forward.

Another fairy pear grew beside him, tremblingly attracting his attention.

But Fang Yuan just gritted his teeth, his face looked extremely gloomy, he ignored these things and continued to move forward. So countless treasures of heaven and earth appeared around him from time to time. Every step he took, a spiritual spring emerged from the soil, and the spiritual energy was wrapped around him like a face. The strange flowers and plants, magical medicine and treasure fruits continued to grow as the place he walked, making it very lively.

Song Longzhu was stunned when hesitated for a while, and wanted to go over and pick one.

But when he went to pick it, he looked at him with an unhappy look, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to stretch out his hand.

After Fang Yuan passed by, there were rare resources between heaven and earth everywhere, as if there was a certain will, and he was trying to please him. He sent all the good things in the dragon trace to him, hoping to accompany him and ask him for a smile.

Fang Yuan knew what this meant, but he didn't want to pay attention and just walked forward.

I don’t know how long I walked, but not only strange flowers and plants grew around me, but spiritual springs emerged. Suddenly, a red bead flew straight over in the sky and quietly suspended in front of Fang Yuan.

It was a bead the size of a fist, translucent. You can see that there were actually strands of breath inside the bead. Each breath was a dragon-shaped existence, with scales and claws, slender hair and very agile. In this bead, you swim around, extremely magical.

Fang Yuan walked forward, and the bead flew backward. Fang Yuan stopped, and the bead also stopped.

When he turned, the bead followed him. He stood still, and the bead kept turning in front of him.

Fang Yuan looked at the bead for a long time, finally sighed softly and reached out to go.

The bead immediately fell into his palm, and the red light flashed slightly, and some invisible connection merged with his soul.

There seemed to be a faint laugh like a silver bell in my ear.
Chapter completed!