“Where is this?”

Long Zhantian's divine consciousness moved, sat up with a gurgle, and murmured in a low voice.

With a sweep of spiritual consciousness, he felt the exhausted spiritual energy in his body, and his face felt bitter; at this time, he seemed to remember something, and a talisman with dim light appeared in his hand with a faint spiritual light. When the breeze blew, the talisman turned into powder and floated in the air.

"My arm..." Long Zhantian looked at the dissipating talisman with a melancholy expression, and then he noticed that there was blood left on his arm.

This talisman is actually a high-level amulet handed over to him by Wang An. It will automatically stimulate the owner when he encounters danger. This talisman has completely consumed all his spiritual energy at the bottom of the sea.

"twitter!"

At this time, the two little kingfishers in the air looked at Long Zhantian who woke up, both excited and panic. They felt the aura of Long Zhantian, and they never dared to get close.

Although the spiritual energy in Long Zhantian's body was exhausted at this moment, the spiritual pressure of the foundation-building cultivator was still there. How could these two first-level monsters not be afraid?

"Hiss...hiss..."

At this time, Long Zhantian heard a weak chirping in his ear. Hearing this sound, the two little kingfishers shouted angrily and hovered in the air.

Long Zhantian's eyes condensed and his spiritual sense swept away! The good guy was actually a huge cockscomb python, and he was only one step away from becoming a demon. At this moment, the giant python seemed to be seriously injured, looking at Long Zhantian with weak energy, fearlessness.

When I saw the withered grass on the ground, the bumpy soil, and a trace of beetle remains, Long Zhantian knew what was going on. After the monk built the foundation, he had heard of the marrow washing and slashing the sutra, and was covered with precious blood. For these snakes, insects, birds and beasts that were about to become monsters, they were undoubtedly Tang Monk's flesh, full of temptation.

"You saved me?" Long Zhantian stared at his arm, and then asked the little kingfisher in the air.

"Twitter!" These two little kingfishers were quite spiritual. When they heard Long Zhantian's question, they kept flying in the air.

Long Zhantian glanced at the two little kingfishers thoughtfully. With a moving sense, the cockscomb python died with a strange cry.

At this time, he took out a few pills and took them. With a thought, he used the magic tricks to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth frantically.

It seems that this cockscot snake is the overlord of this area. After Long Zhantian killed it, no other strange insects and aliens came around.

This place is deserted and the void is covered with gray. Long Zhantian vaguely felt a little uneasy, so he quickly restored his spiritual energy.

After arranging a array plate around him, he sat cross-legged and digested the pills in his body.

With the pills given to him by Wang An, an hour later, the exhausted spiritual energy on his body finally began to surge with a vast spiritual energy.

When he opened his eyes, he found that the two little kingfishers were still wandering outside the formation. The previous cockscomb python was now fuzzy. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, the snake gallbladder in his body disappeared.

Long Zhantian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the two little kingfishers with round belly, with a gloomy expression on his face. These two little guys seemed very mysterious. The cockscomb python, which was about to become a first-level monster, had a scale around his body, which was extremely hard and was easily grabbed and swallowed.

However, he didn't think much about it, and as soon as he moved, he began to check the situation around the island.

"Hey, why is the map on me not lit up? Where is this?"

At this time, Long Zhantian had a crystal map in his hand, with dense lines and mountain and island patterns. At this moment, these patterns were dim and had nothing to do with each line on it. Every line on it was gray.

"Isn't this the Nether Sea?" Long Zhantian's face turned gloomy like water, as if water could drip out.

With a thought, there was an extra note in his hand. The note shot away. After a few breaths, Long Zhantian's face turned pale as paper and his body shook.

"How could the sound transmission notes be broken by something? What the hell is this?" In his spiritual sense, he sensed that the sound transmission notes he had just released were broken by something.

Long Zhantian looked shocked and suspicious, so he had to continue moving forward. He didn't notice that the two strange little kingfishers were following behind him.

The ancient trees in the woods are towering, with dead leaves everywhere, weeds or strange flowers everywhere in dark places. On the trees and in the grass, colorful poisonous insects, entrenched poisonous snakes, and birds flying in the sky can be seen. These things are full of a faint spiritual energy, which is extremely strange.

"Chilarious!" When Long Zhantian entered the woods and passed a small hillside on the shady back, the two little kingfishers behind him suddenly screamed in impatience and horror, flying in front of him, as if trying to block his way.

"Little guy, go away!" Long Zhantian murmured in a low voice, and a huge spiritual pressure flashed away on his body, directly avoiding these two little guys.

This small hillside has plenty of water vapor, and is silent, with vines intertwined and shrubs reborn; occasionally, some huge rocks are exposed on the ground, covered with vines, followed by lush moss.

"Hiss, this is a spiritual medicine! It is all a spiritual medicine! Green shadow grass, sea dragon flowers, golden sand vine...Tsk tsk, these are all a thousand-year spiritual medicine. Where is this place? Did I find a new island?"

Suddenly, looking at the flat ground a hundred feet ahead, Long Zhantian breathed rapidly, his whole body trembled, and he was so excited that he was almost rolling around.

There are all kinds of precious spiritual medicines, and the air is filled with a strong fragrance.

He once heard that someone had appeared in a deserted island with spiritual medicines everywhere. He never expected that he would encounter such a good thing today! At this moment, he was sure that he had entered a deserted island in a daze, and it was still an island that no one had found.

"Haha, with these spiritual medicines, I asked the young master to refine them into pills. I can definitely hit the eighth floor of foundation building. My sister's spiritual medicine for foundation building is enough!" Looking at the spiritual medicines all over the ground in front of me, Long Zhantian's eyes were red and he was spraying with thick breath.

At this time, he did not notice that the little kingfisher man who had been chirping before flew out in horror and did not follow him.

Flowers bloom and stems, and the words are divided into two ends.

Let’s talk about Wang An, who had been in seclusion in the cave and recovered his original origin, saw that at this moment, the vast spiritual pressure was filled with the body, and the eight-colored spiritual light shining, and the spiritual energy in the air was frantically gathered by the spirit gathering array, and then absorbed by Wang An.

These spiritual energy were divided into two parts, and some of them quietly entered his dantian. An eight-color spiritual sword, the size of three inches, was like a bottomless pit, madly devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air.

At this moment, Wang An was scattered with the aura of the peak of the fifth level of the Golden Pill, with great vitality and blood. Not only did he recover his original injuries, but he also made a faint sense of diligence.
Chapter completed!