Everyone continued to move forward, but Zhang Ningfei reminded that there must be poison there, and there were dead bodies inside. Even a monk who had cultivated an immortal golden body died there.
Zhang Ningfei quietly put the holy monk's body into his own space, and told Jia Baoyu to practice humanoid weapons and remember to change his appearance so that no one would come to him.
When passing by the foot of the mountain, several people collected ten thousand years of elixir.
At this time, I remembered the thumping heartbeat, and felt that the blood flow was accelerating, and the blood vessels were about to burst. Several people did not look back, and ran away with the little boy guiding them.
After traveling for more than ten miles, he was stopped by a stone crocodile. He must be a descendant of the Stone Emperor just like the nine-aperture stone man.
After carefully bypassing it, I finally came to the chessboard filled with golden light. Staring at the big chessboard, I knew it was the door to life.
A headless horseman riding a stone horse appeared, holding a black spear, and appeared in the nearby mountains.
In order to prevent teleportation to a place where he could not find it, Zhang Ningfei gave one person a jade piece that could transmit the location coordinates, so that even if they were separated, they could vaguely sense where they were.
In order to prevent everyone from being scattered and unable to find it, they simply divided the Enlightenment tea leaves together. Zhang Ningfei, Ye Fan, Big Black Dog, Pang Bo, Tu Fei, and Li Heishui each divided eighteen pieces, which was exactly one hundred and eight pieces.
Little Guaiguai doesn’t need to practice, so I didn’t give it to her.
Pang Bo was sent to Zhongzhou, and Tu Fei was sent to Beiyuan. During the argument, the Headless Horseman rushed over. In a flash of light, several people finally disappeared from the place.
Zhang Ningfei and his party appeared in the golden desert. Under the scorching sun, it seemed like a flame was burning. Like a big oven, the dryness and scorching heat made people burn.
After looking at the location of the jade, I found that this was still in the central part of the Eastern Wasteland.
After flying almost a hundred miles, we saw a green forest.
It turns out that this vast desert is the place where the Wind Clan performs their martial arts. This vast desert was created by the strong men of the Wind Tribe.
Zhang Ningfei knew that this was the 1,500th birthday of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan, and many people came to congratulate him. Ye Fan wanted to express his gratitude to the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan for sponsoring three million Origin Stones, and planned to give the three million yuan in public.
The Source Stone is back.
"Brother Zhang, Brother Ye, Brother Li, how can we not meet each other in life?"
Daxia Prince Xia Yiming and his sister Xia Yilin flew over with a group of masters protecting the Tao.
Then they went together.
The Wind Clan is the oldest family in the central part of the Eastern Wasteland. Legend has it that they are the descendants of Fuxi. The Holy Emperor Fuxi has a history of millions of years. This family has experienced almost all the dark turmoil and is still prosperous.
From the plan of the peerless god king Jiang Taixu and the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan to marry Ye Fan, it can be seen that the Feng Clan has a deep foundation. Jiang Taixu felt that he could not cover it alone, so he attracted another force.
Looking up, there are eight hundred floating islands scattered all over the place. This is the legendary Eight Hundred Island of the Wind Clan.
Eight hundred sacred islands are suspended in the sky, with fairy mist surging, flowers blooming, flowing waterfalls, and countless palaces sitting on them, with carved beams and painted buildings, dancing dragons and phoenixes, cranes, and colorful phoenixes flying among the islands. It is really a fairyland on earth.
There is a magnificent ancient city among countless divine islands, which is invisible to the naked eye. According to legend, this is an ancient divine city left over from ancient times.
Outside the Wind Clan's Divine Island, the big black dog was stopped. Under the crazy shouting of the big black dog, he finally entered the Eight Hundred Divine Island.
Different people were arranged on different divine islands. Zhang Ningfei and his party were arranged on the divine island where there were many young disciples of the Holy Land. Their arrival immediately attracted the attention of a group of people, especially those who were surprised that Ye Fan was still alive.
.After all, half a year has passed long ago, and he is not dead yet.
When Ye Fan saw the strange looks in his eyes, he immediately started coughing out a wisp of blood.
The Holy Son of Light is also here, and so is the Golden Winged Peng King.
Looking at the murderous look of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, Zhang Ningfei smiled slightly.
"Is Brother Peng's injury healed? If you're interested, I'll let you smell the barbecue. Adding cumin will make it even more fragrant."
Zhang Ningfei knew that this guy was a big helper in the early stage. The last time he was at Wangkongtai, Zhang Ningfei wanted to kill the Golden Winged Old Peng King quietly, but for various reasons and concerns, he didn't take action.
Now that I saw him tugging, I immediately wanted to take action, destroy his confidence, let this guy go back to seclusion, and then break out and die.
Judging from his confident look, he must have some secret treasure to rely on.
"Hmph, I don't mind destroying you together." The Golden Winged Peng King snorted coldly, and his golden eyes shot out like lightning.
This big trap not only wanted to kill Ye Fan and seize the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things, but also wanted to kill Zhang Ningfei as well.
"Brother Peng, do you want to fight with someone? It's not appropriate to use force today. You can postpone it for a while and let us see the peak showdown." Fenghuang immediately came forward to persuade.
Everyone knew about the relationship between Feng Huang and Ye Fan, and when they saw her coming to persuade them, everyone showed a strange look.
The Golden-winged Peng King was unruly and disowned his relatives. It is said that he once killed thirteen people of his own clan in a row. He was cold-blooded and cruel.
"I'll let you live a few more days," the Golden Winged Peng King snorted coldly.
"Birdman, I will kill you now, I don't care where this is." Ye Fan took the opportunity to force the Golden Winged Peng King.
The Golden Winged Peng King immediately waved his claw.
There was a bang, and the claws of the Golden-winged Little Peng King were broken, and blood flowed. The physical collision caused the Golden-winged Little Peng King to suffer a hidden loss.
The golden blood shone with a golden light like a flame and quickly repaired the wound. It was obvious that the Golden-winged Old Peng King used the Tianpeng true blood to cleanse his body.
Zhang Ningfei knew that this was Ye Fan's time to perform, so he wanted to rely on his physical strength to kill the Golden Winged Peng King.
Zhang Ningfei originally planned to burn his fist directly with five-color flames. Which punch should be used, which hand should be burned, which foot should be moved first, and which foot should be burned first. The five-color flames not only burned the body, but also burned the soul. At that time,
The only thing he could do was to quickly cut off his burning hands and feet. Let him cut off his hands and feet. If he wanted to show off in front of many young people and take the so-called path of the invincible emperor, he would not even think about it.
The Golden Winged Peng King has been partnering with the old Peng King since his appearance. The Golden Winged Peng King seems to have no father.
King Jin-winged Old Peng, treated this grandson who cheated his grandpa very much: My grandson, King Jin-winged Xiaopeng, has the qualifications of a great emperor. With such pride, he allowed him to kill thirteen tribesmen and still lived well.
I wonder if their parents, relatives, and friends gnash their teeth when they sleep at night, and sharpen their knives while dreaming.
Zhang Ningfei was wondering whether he should take the opportunity to kill the Golden-winged Old Peng King. It seemed that the Golden-winged Old Peng King was at the peak of his power and was not yet a great king. His Great Wild Halberd was the material of a king's magic weapon.
