Hiding in the Tiandao Pearl for three full months to recover his divine power does not mean that Feng Jueyu's memory has deteriorated. Although he did not come out for three full months, the spectacular scenery of the mountains and valleys three months ago is still fresh in his memory.
Yes, you won't become stupid after hiding for three months.
However, when he broke out of the ground and saw the sky again, wherever he looked, he could see endless piles of rocks and scorched fire and lava everywhere.
Feng Jueyu rubbed his eyes in disbelief. The lofty mountains that once stood in the hinterland of the mountain had long since disappeared. Instead, there were almost endless piles of rocks under his feet, and the sky was uprooted everywhere.
The big trees were buried deep under rocks and covered in the soil, just like rubbish that was thrown away carelessly.
In the distance beyond the mountains of rocks, there is even more desolation. Directly to the west of the piles of rocks, scenes of truncated mountains can be seen everywhere. The earth is dry and cracked, the air is dry, and countless lines of sparkling magma are constantly emitting heat waves.
The cracks in the ground flow into rivers, almost illuminating the frozen turbulent sky in the hinterland of the mountain as if it were daytime. All kinds of spiritual threads are constantly moving behind the turbulent layer overhead.
Fleeing.
A heat wave hit his face, and the thick flame breath almost knocked Feng Jueyu off his feet. He looked up dumbfounded at the turbulent layer in the sky. Huge holes with diameters of several meters or even tens of meters long were constantly spewing out colors.
The colorful vitality is like the wind, like the clouds, like the auspicious air currents. Once they gather together, they will unceremoniously cause a strong collision between the air currents, emitting a deafening roar comparable to thunder.
The sky seemed to have been poked with countless holes by something.
The earth is like a scorched hell, the Huanxu Lingshui River has dried up long ago, and the deep and wide river channel is filled with extremely viscous lava flows.
The wind was hot and hot, and large pieces of black ashes were floating in the sky. The colorful energy of heaven and earth formed countless strong convection currents in the air, ruthlessly tearing apart the fragile space.
Two large-scale whirlpools are colliding fiercely in the distance. Wind and lightning are like two behemoths competing in the sky. The surrounding space is like an extremely fragile mirror, making crackling sounds from time to time, and then
Broken quickly.
The blood-red glow reflected on the horizon, illuminated by the magma in the scorched fire area on the ground. Red and red overlapped, as if the sky and the earth were filled with a layer of rich blood.
Qingyao Fantasy Ruins is far away, with ruins and lifeless scenes everywhere.
"It's only been three months? No way, did I remember the time wrong? Why is it like the world is being destroyed here?"
Feng Jueyu couldn't believe his eyes. What he saw in front of him had completely overturned his impression of Qingyao's fantasy ruins. At this moment, he was standing on the pile of rubble, not knowing what to do next.
Just when Feng Jueyu was confused and confused, about a mile away to the east behind him, a miniature white-blue storm slowly moved over from the destroyed turbulent ice in the sky, and
At this time, Feng Jueyu had not noticed that the white storm was slowly approaching him.
"call!"
The hot air convection hit his face, blowing away his long and messy hair. Feng Jueyu took a deep breath and felt the great changes in the vitality of the world in the fantasy ruins space. After just one breath, his eyebrows were furrowed.
, while his body swayed slightly, he knitted his fingers and performed a ritual. After a ball of blue light with extremely cold air flew out, it slowly floated towards a narrow lava river on the ground.
After a few breaths, the ball of light came into contact with the lava flow, and a confrontation between ice and fire suddenly occurred. Feng Jueyu remained on the spot. After throwing out the ball of light, he ignored it and stared at the surface of the lava flow with stern eyes.
, when the cold water source encountered the hot magma, it first hissed, and then bursts of white smoke rose up.
Soon after, the temperature of the magma flow dropped significantly, and bursts of gray-white charcoal ash rose up from the surface of the magma. Feng Jueyu fixed his gaze and grasped the air with his five fingers like hooks. The unsolidified magma flow seemed to be exploded from the inside.
With a sound, countless pieces of Martian magma splashed up one after another, and then, an almost shapeless formation flag that was eroded by the hot flow of magma floated out from inside.
"Crack!"
Feng Jueyu, who was standing above the pile of rocks, grabbed the formation flag from the air and held it in his hand. There was still some lava on the flagpole of the formation flag, but he didn't care at all. He held the formation flag up with gusts of cold air in his hand.
After all the magma was dispersed, he grasped the formation flag firmly and took a closer look at Qing. As expected, his face became stern.
"Ge Jinqi! Xu Mao's Ge Jinqi, he even left the things he relied on for his life here. What exactly happened to the Hanshan Sect three months ago?"
Feng Jueyu murmured to himself, feeling extremely shocked inside.
If it were something else, Feng Jueyu might not pay much attention to it, but when he just felt the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, he found that there was a faint breath of the formation magic weapon coming from the magma flow. This breath was still very familiar, so
, he did not hesitate to expend his divine power to take out this magic weapon.
When he saw that the magic weapon in the magma was actually Xu Mao's treasured treasure, Ge Jinqi, even if he tried to pretend to be calm and calm, ripples could not help but ripple in his heart.
The Gejin flag stores Xu Mao's strongest formation. To put it bluntly, Xu Mao may have devoted more than half of his life to this formation flag. Three months ago, a huge change did occur in the mountains.
But no matter how big the accident is, can Xu Mao be allowed to leave his Ge Jinqi alone and disappear?
For a practitioner, especially a formation master who is proficient in the formation method, the formation weapon is almost equal to their second life, so precious. Xu Mao can leave this flag alone. It must be that a big event that exceeded everyone's expectations happened three months ago.
Looking at Ge Jinqi with solemn eyes, Feng Jueyu frowned more and more tightly. He rubbed the flagpole that was still warm with his thumb, and suddenly felt that the extremely weak spiritual energy was leaking out of the formation flag.
"I don't know how long this formation flag has been buried under the magma. With such high temperature, all the spirit of the weapon has not dissipated. There is still a little bit left waiting for its master. It is indeed loyal."
Feng Jueyu's pupils shrank, his palms were slightly closed, and he put the formation flag directly into the Tiandao Pearl. Then his mind turned around and thought to himself: Something big must have happened in Qingyao Fantasy Ruins, otherwise it would be impossible here.
It has become so decadent.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Feng Jueyu had a flash of inspiration and immediately thought of Wu Zhanguang. After a few months of separation, the appearance of Qingyao Fantasy Ruins has changed drastically. I don't know what is going on with that old friend now, but don't run into any trouble.
That's it.
In fact, Feng Jueyu had no intention of tracking down the whereabouts of the Hanshan Sect and others before he came out. It was obvious that the Hanshan Sect was in big trouble, and it was probably related to the break of the Dragon Elephant Trap. Otherwise, why not other places?
Something happened, just after they broke the formation, a huge change occurred in the mountains, but he couldn't figure out what change could make Qingyao Fantasy Ruins look like this?
Could it be that the battle for the Fantasy Ruins has begun and the competition between the major cultivation stars has become clear?
In order to find out what happened in the Fantasy Space, Feng Jueyu thought of Wu Zhanguang, and quickly took out the communication talisman that the latter exchanged with him before they separated, so that they could communicate with each other, and prepared to contact Wu Zhanguang.
But when he took out the communication jade talisman, an unknown sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart. Feng Jueyu stood there and was slightly startled. He turned around in an instant and suddenly discovered a small white and blue storm.
It was already within ten feet in front of him.
Although the scale of this storm is extremely small, its volume is dozens of times larger than that of a practitioner. The storm sweeps through extremely fast. There are countless white and blue world spirits in it, all gathered together, running towards each other.
Feng Jueyu bumped into him from behind.
Feng Jueyu raised his eyebrows, with no fear in his eyes. The ground slipped out of curiosity, and he jumped out tens of feet, putting some distance between himself and the storm.
"Wow!"
World spirits can sense the existence of life essence, and will immediately launch an offensive without hesitation once anything with life energy occurs.
With Feng Jueyu's movement, the Qi of a living person exploded several times, the storm made a roar, and a large number of white and blue world spirits were seen rushing towards him like a tide.
"Five layers of divine armor!"
Feng Jueyu made a decision in his heart, and inexplicably came up with the idea of testing the power of the world spirit storm. He turned the colorful original divine power into red and fiery armor, and a transparent armor with dancing auras was instantly blessed on his body.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Jueyu's right arm collapsed, and he reached out to explore the world spirit storm, and easily caught a world spirit that had reached level four.
The world spirit was tightly held, and bursts of cold air overflowed from the light mass, causing Feng Jueyu's palms to be filled with cold air.
If he had just entered the realm of disorder, even if he had given Feng Jueyu a hundred courages, he would not have dared to pick up a fourth-level world spirit with his bare hands so hastily. However, in the past ten years, Feng Jueyu has grown from a
A low-level cultivator who has perfected the world has suddenly evolved into an indomitable Taoist warrior. The improvement of his methods and strength cannot be easily described in a few words, especially after experiencing the battle of Chu Xiangyuan. The overall feeling of the person standing there
There are only two words, that is - powerful.
The fourth-level world spirit was not enough to threaten him, so Feng Jueyu dared to catch him with his bare hands. But it was a fourth-level world spirit after all. Even if it did not have the power to threaten Feng Jueyu, it was not ordinary.
Compared with the third-level world spirit, the blue light ball struggled desperately after being held. The icy cold air turned into tens of thousands of filament-like sharp cones on the light ball, piercing Feng Jueyu's palm fiercely.
It caused bursts of red and blue brilliance to continuously squeeze out from between its fingers.
At the same time, countless world spirits rushed towards Feng Jueyu and bumped into Feng Jueyu one after another.