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The purple gas that was illuminated by the yellow mirror from the Kunkun mirror, they retreated and tumbling.

During the tumbling process, the purple gas and the yellow light gradually merged into one, turning into a virtual fantasy, like a new world.

In that illusion, there is a faint glimpse of the beginning of the flood, the creation of all things.

Lin Feng’s heart glimpsed and looked down at the Qiankun mirror in his hand: “The turbidity is two, the air rises to the sky, the turbidity sinks to the ground, so there is a world of heaven and earth.”

"If the purple gas on the day is rising into the sky, then the yellow light from the mirror is like the turbidity of sinking into the ground."

The yellow light emitted by the Qiankun mirror neutralizes the purple gas of the day, so the purple gas will melt away.

Lin Feng has already understood it at this moment. He did not hesitate, immediately urging mana, and intensifying the launch of the 镜 镜 mirror to release the yellow light, neutralizing the purple air.

Wherever Huang Guang went, the purple gas suddenly melted away, forming a small world after another with Huang Guang.

Lin Feng took the opportunity to enter the channel exposed after the purple gas dissipated, and there was a mirror opened, and all the way was unimpeded.

But Lin Feng’s heart is gradually sinking.

Because he found that the yellow light emitted by the Kun Kun mirror is getting weaker and weaker, and the speed of neutralizing the purple gas is getting slower and slower.

A lot of purple gas around it began to fill the empty space that was exposed before.

Ren Linfeng’s own urging of mana can’t stop the weakening of the radiance of the yellow ray.

“Awful, the performance of Qiankun Mirror is limited, and the number of Zhoutian purple gas surrounding Yujing Mountain is too large.” Lin Feng looked sullenly at the Yujing Mountain in the depths of the purple sea, and there is still a long distance from there. .

The entire piece of purple sea of ​​clouds, Lin Feng even failed to pass one-third.

The yellow light emitted by the Qiankun mirror became weaker and weaker, and disappeared completely at the end.

Lin Feng's up and down left and right, the endless Zhou Tian Zi gas came together, did not hurt Lin Feng, but unceremoniously squeezed Lin Feng out.

Looking at the re-gathering of the closed purple sea of ​​clouds in front of him, Lin Feng was so angry that he would straighten his teeth and hold the mirror in his hand.

"The central Wutu Shenguang... Is this the name of the radiance of the radiance of the Kun Kun mirror?" Lin Feng thought in his heart: "The central penal soil is really related to the earth, but the strength is too weak, I wonder if there is any way to enhance it?"

At this point, the two bright spots on the mirror surface of Qiankun mirror.

At the center of the mirror, there is a dim light spot. By convention, this represents Lin Feng’s own position.

Not far from the yellow light, there is a red light flashing, the red light is extremely strong, as if there is life, it keeps beating.

Lin Feng’s eyes lit up: “Is this pointing to me, what is the meaning of looking for something? This red dot represents something that enhances the central pentracology of the Kun Kun mirror?”

Thinking about it, the system sound suddenly sounded in Lin Feng's ear.

"The host triggers a random spur mission, the central pentad **** light."

Lin Feng gave a slight glimpse and entered the system to open the task description.

Random branch task, the central Wutu Shenguang.

Mission Background: Zhou Tian Ziqi activates the central Wutu Shenguang in the mirror of the treasure possessed by the host. At present, the central Wutu Shenguang in the mirror is weaker. To enhance the light, you need to find the earth spirit. Use the soil to nourish it.

Mission Objective: The host acquires a high-quality soil spirit and cultivates a certain intensity of the central pentad.

Task time limit: Ten days, the timeout is not completed, and the task is invalid.

After reading the system description, Lin Feng smashed his head: "Achieve a certain intensity? Who knows how much your strength means, I am not demanding, can help me break the purple gas to reach Yujingshan."

Thinking of this, Lin Feng flew in the direction of the red dot in accordance with the prompt given in the mirror.

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In the valley of the 500-mile west of the Tiancheng City, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the entrance to the Black Cloud Palace has been strictly guarded.

A squad of Shenwujun monks is guarding here.

The leader of the Shenwu Army was sitting on the floor with his knees and meditating quietly.

The other monks in his hand are all slouched, guarding such a broken underground palace, without any oil and water, but also worry that the underground blood of the underground does not burst out.

Suddenly there was a wave of mana fluctuations, the clouds scattered, and a general in armor fell from the sky.

The Shenwu Military Academy quickly stood up from the ground, and other Shenwu military monks also corrected their attitudes and welcomed each other.

There is no doubt that the mana fluctuates and there is no doubt about the Golden Dan monk.

Seeing each other's looks, the school suddenly paused: "Chen General, you are not worth it today, how come?"

General Chen said faintly: "Don't worry about the Nether River, so go on and see."

"General Lee had explored the blood river before." The school gaze flashed: "He just left, looking at the direction should be able to meet you, he did not tell you about the situation?"

General Chen glanced at him: "This is not something you should have asked."

The school graduated low: "The job is wrong, please forgive the army."

General Chen stopped his steps and stared at him for a moment. The face of the old-fashioned face suddenly showed a smile: "It’s also a self-cultivator. Don’t you really be as good as a veteran soldier?”

"Too too diligent, too serious and serious people, often die very quickly."

The school’s face changed dramatically. He wanted to crush the hidden charm in his hand, but found that he couldn’t move even a small finger.

When he turned stiff, he found that his subordinates had pale faces and pale skin.

"You are not General Chen. General Chen knows that today is not the general of Lee." The school said with a tough voice.

"Chen General" smiled slightly, his face suddenly oozing thick blood, and the entire face was covered with blood.

The blood ran down his face, and his face became clean again in an instant, but it was completely different.

It was a young face with a pale complexion and unconventional facial features. Only a pair of blood-red eyes were shocking.

He had a heavy armor on his body, and all of them turned into blood, and then disappeared. There was only a **** robe on his body.

The young man in the blood robe smiled and said: "I didn't want to kill you. After all, Zhou Emperor Liang Pan and Xuanji Hou Zhu Hongwu are not easy to provoke, but you have to be smart, then I have to kill you."

He paused and smiled: "I really don't want to kill you, because you are too low, there is no quality in a blood, killing is not good!"

The schoolmaster wants to talk, but he has a mouth, blood can not stop crying, the whole person instantly stunned in the ground, only feel that the body is getting colder, and life gradually leaves his body.

The young man in the blood robe sucked his nose gently, and immediately gathered two faint blood mists in the air, and he was inhaled into his nose.

"So, it is too weak." The blood robe young man shook his head into the black cloud palace, aiming at the underground blood river.

When I came to the lake where the blood river was gathered, the young man in the blood robe took a deep breath and stinked and smelled the scent. After he smelled it, he smelled the most delicious fragrance of time and could not help but admire. : "The taste of blood river is always so intoxicating."

He said, he looked at the blood of the Nether, and smiled: "Is it ah, Liu Yang?"

There was a fierce mana wave in the blood of the Nether, and countless blood bubbles rose from the river, and the blood of the river seemed to be boiled.

"Tang Ze, are you sincerely looking at my jokes?" An angry and sorrowful voice came from under the blood river.

The young man of the blood robes, Tang Ze, laughed and jumped into the blood of the Nether. The blood of the river that polluted the mana did not work for him at all, but became very friendly.

Tang Ze sneaked into the bottom of the blood river, where a light ball was flashing with a glimmer of light, struggling to resist the erosion of the blood of the blood.

Inside the light ball, a Tsing Yi sword corrected the knees and sat up with a long sword to support, and a few white spots on his face twitched and looked arrogant.

This person was originally swindled by Lin Feng, who was swindled by the blood of the river, so that he was trapped by the Ningshan blood river.

After seeing Tang Ze, Liu Yang had no joy on his face, and he sighed: "Tang Ze, what do you want?"

Tang Ze smiled and said: "Of course it is to save you from going out."

Liu Yang looked up at him: "Will you be so good?"

"Of course... no!" Tang Ze said slowly: "Save you out because you have the value of being saved."

"How to tell?" Liu Yang asked with a frown.

Tang Ze glanced at him and said slowly: "There has been a forester recently, very active. Some people think that he is not pleasing to the eye and wants to deal with him."

“Do you seem to be able to provide some valuable intelligence?”