Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, one cannot improve one's cultivation. Although Du Fan hasn't done anything now and is leisurely all day long, it is one thing to practice or not, and whether he can practice or not is another matter.

In addition to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, there are world-class movies to spend time here, which is better than the boredom in the flying spirit beast back then. The only regret is that this time my companion is a bit disappointing.

Ding Lan was so kind and obedient back then. She could pour tea, cook rice, roast lamb legs and do housework. As long as he spoke, the woman would put down everything in her hands and chat with him to relieve her boredom.

In Du Fan's mind, Ding Lan has always been a woman who makes people feel comfortable.

Han Qianxue is an iceberg. Although it has a cold temperament that is not as good as the world's fireworks, it is not interesting at all. What is the difference between it and a painting? If you don't want to see a painting, you can still roll it up...

Thinking of this, Du Fan was quite moved. While missing Ding Lan, he subconsciously turned his eyes, glanced at Han Qianxue on the other end of the island, then withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

I don’t know how long it took, Du Fan to realize that the world outside the light shield seemed to be a little different. Although people are still humans, cities are still cities, and mountains, rivers and rivers have not changed much, he always feels that the outside world has changed now.

As the fog of the nameless island continues to deepen in the East China Sea, the feeling becomes stronger.

｜Chang｜Wind｜Literature    [netbsp;     In the next few months, he saw a lot of unreasonable things,

For example, a fish flies in the sky; a golden giant ape that is ten feet tall swims in the sea; a leaf is extremely huge, covering the sky; a mountain is hanging upside down; a battlefield, humans are lying on the ground and running. Monsters with sheep and human bodies are riding on it. They hold swords and guns in their hands, and charge into battle...

This is a weird world, filled with notes that are in harmony with the Blue Star Realm.

After half a year, the world changed again, and this is a picture full of war and blood.

On the plain, there were golden swords and iron horses, wolf smoke rising everywhere, and millions of soldiers fighting to the sky.

In the sky, thousands of human cultivators fought together, with magic roaring, magic weapons roaring, and earth-shaking.

In a jungle, countless birds and beasts were born in a dark beast battle for a strange stone.

In a gray space that looks like chaos, a handsome man in white was holding a beautiful woman's body. The man's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling. He pointed at the sky angrily, as if he was crazy.

However, the sky above the man's head turned into a huge human face, with a serious expression, like the might of heaven, and his eyes were full of coldness. Just one glance, without seeing any magic, the man in white was scattered...

The scenes in the outside world are not static, but infinite dynamic loops, which have neither beginning nor ending, and seem to be just intercepting a process in the middle.

In the next two years, Du Fan saw various worlds, including the world of cultivation mainly composed of human race. In addition, there is also a martial arts world with sword energy, a wild world with all beasts as the most respected, and a primitive world with eating raw meat and drinking blood...

But no matter what kind of world it is, it is broken and gives people a sense of infinite desolation.

Du Fan's mind was shocked by the various pictures he had seen over the past few years. He didn't know what these pictures represented and mean, nor did he know whether these pictures were the real ones they used to be.

He could only be sure that the fog of the East China Sea contained a shocking secret, and this secret exceeded the speculation and imagination of everyone outside.

On this day, Du Fan leaned against the huge rock and stared at the outside world as usual. Suddenly, his expression moved and saw two cultivators fighting very close to the yellow light shield.

An old man in soap robe controlled a statue from the air, emitting a thousand-foot golden light, twisting the space and shattering nothingness.

The old man's opponent was a big man with a beard.

The big man was both blood-red and had a look of evil. He waved a long blood-colored sword in his hand. Every time he fell, a blood moon of hundreds of feet flashed out, fighting against the golden light emitted by the statue. The two were evenly matched.

Of course Du Fan knew that the old man with soap robe and the big bearded man were not real people, but their locations at this time were very close to the island light shield. At first glance, all of this was so real.

His eyes fell on the statue and the long blood-colored sword, and his face showed strong desire and expectation.

He stepped hard on his one foot, his body soared into the air, approaching the light shield, and raised his arm, and the object control technique exploded. Outside the light shield, the long blood-colored sword suddenly waved his hand hundreds of feet southeast of the southeast.

At this moment, the blood-colored sword in the big man's hand paused slightly, then he came out of his hand, flew straight to the light shield, and a flashed and appeared in another place in the island through the yellow light shield.

Du Fan ignored the falling blood knife, his eyes swept away in an instant, and the man's hands were empty.

But after a moment, when the bearded man and the old man fought again, the man still held a blood-colored sword that was exactly the same as before.

With a sword, a blood moon of hundreds of feet flashed out, colliding with the golden light radiating from the statue. The exact same battle scene was repeated.

Du Qi is flying in the nameless island very fast. Under normal circumstances, Du Fan has no chance to do this.

However, the space inside the East China Sea fog is really strange. As soon as the scene emerges, no matter how big the scene is, it will move along the island in the whole, as if it is like a shadow.

Du Fan raised his arm again and grabbed the void somewhere outside the light shield. There was nothing there, but the statue hundreds of feet away trembled slightly, and was about to pull it up under the action of Du Fan's object control technique.

But at this moment, the scene of the old man in the soap robe and the big bearded man fighting suddenly blurred and disappeared in an instant. The strange statue that was about to come was also gone.

Du Fan was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly. He ignored everything outside. His body shook and flew out in an instant. He landed next to a big tree. He saw a long blood-colored knife inserted on the thick trunk, which was exactly the one in the bearded man's hand.

He took a deep breath, raised it with one hand, and with a move from the air, the blood-colored sword flew out immediately and was grabbed by him.

The long sword is cold. It seems that there is a ray of cold air that passes through the arms and a trace of bloody air.

Du Fan's eyes simply swept away, and the long sword appeared, which was different from the one in the big man's hand.

The blood-colored long sword in the picture is full of spirituality and amazing power, but the one in front of you is covered with gaps and rust. Even the tip of the knife is obviously curled. The whole long sword is like an antique, full of vicissitudes and decay.

"This knife is extraordinary. It was originally a magic weapon for entry, but now it has lost all its spirituality and is damaged in an incredible way."

"But for me, this knife is like a tailor-made one. Even if I give me a real magic weapon, I can't use it, but I can use this knife because it is a magic weapon fragment!"

"If you want to maximize the power of this magic weapon fragment, you still need to re-sacrifice this treasure."

"But the sacrificial and refining magic weapons are related to the refining of weapons. I am not good at this field, and I can only deal with this matter when I walk out of the fog of the East China Sea in the future." Du Fan pondered for a while, suddenly moved his arm and put the blood-colored long knife into the storage bag.

He was excited and immediately turned his eyes and swept out of the light shield.

Unlike before, he was no longer aimlessly watching, but his eyes flashed with light, paying attention to every thing close to the light shield. Whenever an object approaches, whether it is good or bad, he will definitely take action and pull it back first.

A few months later, there were dozens of magic weapons fragments in his storage bag, most of which were damaged knives, forks, swords and halberds, as well as special types of magic weapons fragments such as treasure tripods, ancient lamps, shuttles, and feather fans.

There are a few magic weapon fragments, although they look ragged and dull, but they are obviously different and are definitely extraordinary. Du Fan guessed that those magic weapon fragments should be the best magic weapon when they are intact.

Du Fan was not too excited because the fragments of the best magic weapon were something that only the Jindan stage cultivator could control. He could not use it now.

In addition to magic weapon fragments, he also collected a large number of scattered materials, but these materials, like magic weapon fragments, not only lost their spirituality, but also damaged to a certain extent.

Du Fan disagreed with these materials. He could continue to use them after sacrificing the magic weapon fragments, but most of these materials were completely scrapped.

After a few days, the scene changed again outside the light shield.

A black dragon with a body of hundreds of thousands of feet and a big bird that seemed to cover the sky started a stunning battle.

A huge mouth of the black dragon squirted out a large amount of black flames, turning into a sea of ​​fire, burning the sky and the earth.

The big bird flapped its wings, and ice cones more than a hundred feet in size transformed out of thin air. The number was almost countless, dense, covering the sky and the sun. The surface of each ice cone was shining with cold light, fierce and fierce, and swept straight to the black dragon in a whistling manner.

For a moment, the colors of the heaven and earth changed, the wind and clouds rolled back, the void shattered, and the rocks collapsed.

The big bird swept away with one claw, and the black dragon suddenly swayed, dodging a blow, which caused a terrifying vortex of energy, and in an instant, it shattered a towering mountain in the distance.

Du Fan originally thought that the mountain, including everything inside it, would no longer exist, but suddenly, a strange tree rushed out of the vortex and smashed into the light shield radiating from the unknown island.

Du Fan was furious and immediately rushed to the extreme of his physical control technique, pulling the big tree over.

Just as the big tree fell into the ground of the Unknown Island, the scene outside suddenly blurred. The black dragon, a hundred thousand feet long, a big bird covering the sky, and the traces left by the two during the war, all disappeared in a few breaths.

Outside the light shield, it turned into a vast sea of ​​fog that could not be seen at first sight.

Du Fan watched in the air for a while, and after confirming that there would be no new scenes outside for the time being, he turned around and flew towards the ground.

Soon, he came to the strange tree.

I saw this big tree, four feet in diameter and ten feet high, with gray-brown color all over, with sparse branches and leaves in the crown, pitifully few, and the trunks are bumpy and full of vicissitudes of ancient times.

The whole tree has no life, giving people the feeling that it has been dead for many years.

"The materials before may have some use. As for this big tree, there is no value." Du Fan looked at it for a long time, and combined with his divine consciousness exploration, he finally positioned the big tree as worthless garbage.

"This time I made a mistake. If I hadn't wasted my time on this big tree, there was a feather falling from the big bird nearby, and that feather would have looked unusual at first glance."

Du Fan sighed, looking very sorry.

In order to vent his anger, he immediately shook his wrist and several balls of fire shot out. They were connected together and turned into a fire wave. The flames rolled and swallowed the big tree.

In a moment, the big tree burned from the canopy to the roots of the fire, burning into ashes inch by inch and falling off continuously.

The whole tree is shrinking rapidly with a visible view of the naked eye.

At the same time, a rotten and unpleasant smell spread as the blue smoke spread and drifted into the distance. Han Qianxue, who was sitting with her eyes closed at the other end of the island, frowned, then opened her beautiful eyes and looked over.

Du Fan shook his head and was about to turn around and leave, the rolling flames surrounding the big tree suddenly subsided and then all went out.

"Hmm?" Du Fan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes fell in an instant.

I saw that this big tree had turned into a square tree that was one foot wide and three feet long. The color of the whole body was no longer gray-brown, but green. The decayed aura on it disappeared, and was replaced by bursts of extremely rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"What is this? Why is it a little familiar..." Du Fan was stunned.

After a while, his eyes suddenly flashed, and then his arm swung his head and slapped at the storage bag on his waist. Immediately, a stream of light shot out, which was held in his hand and turned into a piece of talisman wood with countless slender cracks on his body.

"Yes, the aura of both is the same. This square wood should be the yellow sky spirit wood in the mouth of the old monster Chiyan."

"Huangtian Lingmu is definitely a good thing. It can not only rub magic weapons, but also make talisman wood, but also the main material for refining Huangtian-shaped treasures.

The yellow heaven-shaped treasure is the supreme treasure in this world. It is said that it has the ability to create the world."

"In addition to these, this spiritual wood must have other uses, but I am not qualified to know it now."

"According to the words of the old monster Chiyan, Huangtian Lingmu has a price but no market, and it is hard to find in the world. Even if an old monster in the God Transformation Stage like Senior Bihai is jealous of him. Now that I have gotten such a big piece here, I really make a profit!"

Du Fan's expression was excited, his eyes were lit, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"This piece of wood is good, it is a good material for refining flying swords. I want it." At this moment, a cold voice came from behind Du Fan, followed by a white shadow, and Han Qianxue appeared next to Huang Tianling Wood, her eyes turned and she looked at Du Fan.

"What did you say?" Du Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"I want this piece of wood." Han Qianxue raised her chin and said word by word.
To be continued...