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85 Old Dragon

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When the Black Sword members were about to launch a new round of attacks, Murong Meiyan's figure had already plunged into the red vortex and disappeared. The five of them stared at the vortex blankly, so angry that they couldn't speak. Finally, the leader said, "Forget it, she probably won't be able to survive even if she enters the vortex. That bone mountain is the fate of those who have entered the vortex. Let's go and chase the boy who ran away, maybe it may not be possible to catch up." After saying that, he took the lead and chased Song Zhen in the direction where he disappeared...

When Murong Meiyan appeared again, she couldn't help but be shocked. From the outside, it should be a place full of blood and death. Unexpectedly, it was so beautiful and pleasant to enter. This is a sea of ​​flowers, with the strong fragrance of flowers emitting in the air, which makes people feel intoxicated. There are countless flowers around her, and there are most of them that she has never seen before. Every flower is so beautiful and full of vitality. Murong Meiyan's originally nervous and lonely mood suddenly became relaxed.

Gently picked a small flower, Murong Meiyan took it to her nose and smelled it to her heart's content. It smells so fragrant. There are such beautiful flowers in the world. Murong Meiyan admired her sincerely.

"Do you know why the flowers here are so bright and fragrant?" A thick and old voice sounded from all directions.

Murong Meiyan shook her head, then looked around nervously, and said, "Who is senior? I didn't mean to offend you, but I was chased and killed. I had no choice but to break in. I hope you can forgive me."

"Do you know why the flowers here are so bright and fragrant?" The thick and old voice sounded again from all directions, and became a little stern.

"I don't know, I hope my seniors will give me advice." Murong Meiyan tried her best to relax herself. She vaguely felt that this place full of flowers and harmony was also full of murderous intent. If she was not careful, she would disappear into this world without knowing how to die.

"Because this land was irrigated by you trespassers with blood, the flowers here are so bright. You were already dead, but you were lucky." The voice continued to sound.

Murong Meiyan was extremely nervous, and all the spiritual power in her body was about to come out. She looked around, but she didn't dare to take action rashly. She knew that the other party was very strong and could easily pinch herself to death because she could hear the other party's voice but didn't know where the other party was.

"Don't look for it anymore, I'm everywhere." The thick and old voice remembered Murong Meiyan's ears again. Murong Meiyan seemed to hear this voice coming from her, but there was no one around her.

Murong Meiyan became even more nervous. Suddenly, she saw a phantom slowly appearing in the air in front of her, a huge dragon head. No matter which direction Murong Meiyan looked, the phantom was always in front of her. She couldn't help but be shocked. What kind of strange martial arts is this that can actually do this. It seems that the old dragon's cultivation is unfathomable.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Murong Meiyan realized that the one who was talking to her was actually an old dragon phantom.

Murong Meiyan shook her head, but when Lao Long seemed to have no intention of killing her, she felt much more at ease, so she asked in confusion: "Senior, why are all those who come in? There is nothing special here?"

"Who gave you your bracelet? Did he enter Floating Island?" Lao Long ignored Murong Meiyan's words and asked instead.

Murong Meiyan looked at her bracelet tattoo and felt a little strange. Why did this old dragon ask about this? It was just a treasure of space, and nothing strange. It didn't kill herself because of this thing.

"This was given to me by my brother-in-law. His name is Pan Jingyun. This time he also came to Piaofu Island. Is there any problem?" Murong Meiyan asked in confusion.

"Brother-in-law! It's interesting! He didn't even let my sister-in-law go. He was really a little slutty." Lao Long said to himself, with a smile on his face.

When Murong Meiyan heard Lao Long say this, her face turned red, but she didn't dare to blame Lao Long. Thinking about the pile of bone mountains outside, Murong Meiyan felt a little creepy. She accused Lao Long, didn't she think she had long life! She had to stand there and dare not speak.

"The ring you are wearing is used to sense the direction of your brother-in-law, right?" Lao Long continued to ask.

"Well, this is given to us by my mother. Let us approach each other after we come in so that we can take care of each other." Murong Meili nodded and said.

"Take it to me, I will use it to lure your brother-in-law over. When he gets nearby, I will make him feel that your breath of life is getting weaker and weaker. If he comes in, you two are fine. If you don't dare to come in, you both will die." Lao Long said in a commanding tone.

Murong Meiyan's heart was so relaxed that she couldn't help but feel nervous again. She didn't expect that she could still die here. It was so bloody outside. Will that thief really come in? I have always hated him so much and even stole his foundation-building fruit. He would really take the risk of entering here for me? Thinking of this, Murong Meiyan couldn't help but feel sad again.

But he still did not dare to disobey Lao Long's orders, and obediently took the ring off and threw it into the air. At this time, an unknown little beast emerged from somewhere and flew towards the ring. After a while, he stumbled on the ring, and then flew towards the phantom of Lao Long and disappeared.

Looking at the little beast, Murong Meiyan was very surprised. This little beast was so weird. It was full of red, with a dragon head, but had the body of a four-legged beast. It was small and had a pair of small wings. If you didn't look carefully, it looked a bit like a reduced version of a kirin, but if you looked carefully, it would be much cuteer than a kirin.

"Okay, just stay inside. I think you seem to be breaking through. You can find a place to practice yourself. The spiritual energy here is strong enough, and maybe it can help you break through to the foundation-building stage. Your life will be in the hands of your brother-in-law. It depends on whether he has the courage." After saying that, the phantom of the old dragon disappeared.

Murong Meiyan stood there blankly, a little confused. She was also very scared when facing the possible death, especially this situation of not knowing how to die or live is even more tormenting. She also thought about escaping, but the other party's cultivation is so terrifying, how could she escape? Besides, this place is simply a closed space, where can she escape?

After a long time, she sat down and practiced. It was not that she was not afraid of death, but that she just wanted to use her cultivation to relieve her inner fear and torture.

...

Five days later, Pan Jingyun opened his eyes from meditation. His internal and external injuries have now fully recovered. After this period of battle and cultivation, his strength has also increased a lot. He actually felt like he was touching the Great Perfection. Looking at Ji Wu and Pan Binger opposite him who were still practicing, Pan Jingyun smiled on his face. Alas, it is really a pleasant thing to see the beauty by opening his eyes every day.

Pan Jingyun stood up, looked around, and began to explore this strange place. When he walked to the entrance of the hall, Pan Jingyun looked out. At this time, the formation in the hall had been untied by itself as the Tiger King was killed. When he walked out of the hall, he was surrounded by flowers, plants and trees. The air was very fresh and comfortable. Pan Jingyun released a flying chicken and jumped up to fly towards the distance. Half an hour later, Pan Jingyun flew back again, but his face was obviously not that good-looking.

Three days later, Ji Wu and Pan Binger also opened their eyes from their practice. It seemed that they had recovered almost. Looking at the two, Pan Jingyun said with a noticeable ugly expression: "I have already investigated it before. This is a closed space with two exits. I guess there will be danger inside. What are your plans? Should you stay here for a year or take a risk to make a breakthrough?"

After hearing Pan Jingyun's words, Ji Wu and Pan Binger couldn't help but feel a little worried. They thought for a while before Ji Wu spoke, "Let's go over and take a look."

Five minutes later, Pan Jingyun brought the two of them to the two vortexes. Ji Wu and Pan Binger looked at the vortex in front of them and couldn't help but be stunned. It is estimated that nine out of ten monks who came to the floating island would have vortex phobia.

"Will the other end of this vortex be the exit?" Ji Wu said, but even she had no confidence.

"It's possible, but I think the bigger possibility is to take us to another dangerous place. If it were a simple exit, there wouldn't be two vortexes. Anyway, I'm going to enter. Why don't you stay here? After all, even the exit is not safe here." Pan Jingyun persuaded them.

After thinking for a while, Ji Wu said, "I'm in too, and I always have to break through here. Besides, it's not guaranteed that there will be no changes."

"Then I'll go in too." Pan Binger also made up her mind.

"Then which vortex is better for us to enter? You decide." Pan Jingyun didn't want to do this thankless multiple-choice question.

Finally, at Ji Wu's suggestion, the three of them decided to walk on the vortex on the right. Pan Jingyun was the first to jump into the vortex. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in a vast white world. There were snowflakes as small as a bowl of snowflakes flying in the air. A bone-black chill came towards him. Pan Jingyun couldn't help but tremble. No, it actually made the monks feel cold. What kind of cold is this?

As two balls of white light flashed, Ji Wu and Pan Binger's figures also appeared. Pan Jingyun felt strange. They were teleported randomly before, so how could they be teleported together this time? However, he didn't think about this question much, and turned to Ji Wu and Pan Binger. They were also shivering by the bone-broken cold.

"It's so cold, let's take each other's warmth!" Pan Jingyun hugged Ji Wu's shoulders, pressed her body against her body and said seriously.

"You pervert, you are almost dead, and you know how to take advantage of me." Ji Wu pushed Pan Jingyun away vigorously.
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