Leisurely cultivating life

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"That's a supreme fairyland. Taoist Yuchen is really willing to give it to Zhou Fan."

Zheng Siling nodded first, and then said again: "With Zhou Fan's talent and comprehension, he will soon achieve immortality, and besides him, who else can restrain the vast world."

"Sometimes I wonder if he is God's own son."

Zhuo Yunian's expression was inexplicable, and he said quietly.

If it is said that Zhou Fan's existence is the most severe blow to that level.

Undoubtedly at the Taoist level, a young man whose practice years are not as many as theirs.

Just pressing down on them, the 'elders', the light is extremely dazzling.

"Let's go and see."

Zheng Siling smiled, but didn't reply.

With a flick of the big sleeves, the authentic text flowed and shone brightly. They went up together, enveloped the crowd, and headed for that area.

At the same time, not only the Temple of Five Thunders, but also forces such as Bixiao Pavilion also saw the vision.

Or shocked, or surprised, or thoughtful.

Then coincidentally, they rushed towards the gap that was propped up by the power of the vast world.

Chapter 705

Fairyland.

The illusory and hazy halos are intertwined, overwhelming the ground.

But for a moment, the fantasy bead spirit spoke, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Sure enough, a lot of people came, and the ban was broken very quickly."

Fantasy Zhuzhu swayed, and the dreamlike seal script circulated, swallowing thousands of halos, like silk, wrapping the unremarkable half of the withered vine.

"Help me and take this thing out."

"This is?"

Only then did the woman discover the half of the withered vine, it was very inconspicuous, if there was no warning from the Dream Orb, she would have ignored it.

But now, through the opening of the Dream Orb, she noticed the half of the withered vine, her eyes were full of astonishment, and at the same time a golden light flashed, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of brilliance, and she immediately saw a shocking scene .

I saw endless fairy ideas coming from all directions in the sky, condensing fine and dense illusory script scripts, forming chains of script script scripts, tightly locking the half of the withered vine.

The chains are shining brightly, each seal script is full of illusory feeling, and there are faint mysterious sounds, and each seal script is a scene, either red as flames, or as deep as ink, or thick and unfathomable, or Frost and white as snow... Different postures, but suppressing the general trend of inspiration in the fairyland.

Time is intertwined and space overlaps. If a person is trapped in it, it is like a dream bubble, and it is like living a day like a year.

"True Illusory Profound Spirit Formation!"

The woman was shocked in her heart, her eyes were radiant, and she clenched her jade hands tightly in her sleeves, and she recognized that the dense and illusory seal script chains in front of her were the famous formation in the Dream Lord's inheritance she had obtained.

Condensing the great power of inspiration between the heaven and the earth, turning it into a real and imaginary secret seal, a chain of mysterious spirits, specially used for suppressing trapped enemies.

What is the origin of this half of withered vines, so that the existence of a golden fairy like the dream master can set up this formation.

"Help me take it out of the big formation first, hurry up, the people outside are coming soon."

The woman raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and took a deep look at the Dream Orb, but finally said nothing, nodded, channeled all her mana, and condensed it into a dreamlike seal.

"Boom!!!"

The French seal falls, and the weather is myriad.

Mountains and rivers condensed out of thin air and slowly pressed down.

Immediately, the imaginary seal script chains that were originally static seemed to be irritated. Thousands of big locks formed a four-legged one-horned monster. The one horn on its head was like a sword, as big as a mountain, and its sharp claws soared into the air, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Forcibly coming across, there is supreme power.

While suppressing the general trend of immortality, the Great Formation of Real Illusory Mysterious Spirits is also connected with it.

This sudden movement is like the power of the entire fairyland is suppressing, unstoppable.

"change!"

At this time, the spirit of the fantasy bead also began to exert its strength. The entire body of the bead, which was about the size of a baby's fist, flowed like dragons and snakes in script, with a myriad of rays of light, a thousand streams of auspicious energy, and a hazy brilliance, forming a figure.

The figure couldn't see his face clearly, he was wearing a pale white palace attire, and his black silk like black jade was simply tied up in a flying fairy bun.

The crystal-clear eyes were half-opened, and a breath that circulated endlessly between reality and illusion shot out. Just taking a look, I felt that endless dreams were derived and presented in the eyes.

"Dream Lord!"

The woman looked dazed. Although she had obtained the inheritance of the dream master, this was the first time she saw the figure of the dream master himself. Even though she couldn't see the face clearly, she could tell at a glance that she was the famous dream master. .

As soon as the figure of the dream master appeared, even the mighty four-legged unicorn suddenly became much slower.

"Hurry up!"

The voice of the Dream Orb Artifact Spirit was a little anxious. Although the dream master was the Supreme King of the Golden Immortal, he had long since fallen, and his real power did not exist.

This is just a trace of the dream master's breath that it has absorbed by relying on itself as the magic weapon of the dream master, so as to confuse the big formation spirit.

The woman glanced at the figure of the dream master again before she came back to her senses, the seal fell completely, and suddenly turned into a palm, grabbed the half of the withered vine, and lifted it up.

"Good weight!!"

As soon as the woman took it, she realized why even the Magic Dream Orb needed her help.

At this moment, she only felt that she seemed to be carrying hundreds of millions of endless mountains and rivers, which were extremely heavy.

With half a breath, she felt ruthless in her heart, and exerted her strength again.

"Boom!!!"

Immediately, amidst a roaring sound, the palm transformed by Fayin lifted half of the withered vine, and took it off the chain of thousands of seal scripts.

"What exactly is this?"

The woman picked up the withered vine and looked it up and down, but she couldn't see why, and she was quite puzzled.

"Give it to me now."

The Fantasy Bead Tool, Lingjian got the withered vines, and dispersed the figure of the dream master, speaking in a hurry.