The Immortal Lord is the ruler of the Fantasy Continent. All the cultivators entering and leaving the Fantasy Continent must pass him. Of course, it is not the Immortal Lord who checks it himself, but his subordinates can do it.

After a cultivator reaches the tribulation, even if he doesn't have much of his own cultivation, his influence will be very strong. Only fantasy can withstand such domineering emancipation.

Therefore, all these small continents need to have an identity card to suppress their own cultivation and avoid causing unnecessary trouble to the outside world.

Xiyue and Yang Yufeng also wanted to go and see the so-called fantasy continent, and they couldn't come back if they went there, so of course they agreed.

Deng Feng said, "Since you agree, you must do nothing, right? It's just that you were transferred out of the soul exchange by a tornado and you have to use it if you change it back. I have a rotating jade mat here. You can sit on it, and I cast a spell to make the jade mat rotate, thereby restoring your identity."

"Okay". As long as the two of them can come back, they will be dizzy, they can hold on.

Deng Feng took out two jade mats from the space ring and put them on the grass, let Xiyue and Yang Yufeng sit on it. Deng Feng also meditated among them, put his hands in front, put his right palm upward, and drew his left two fingers at will, chanting some spells on his mouth. Later, he pointed his right finger at his right.

Yang Yufeng and Xiyue were spinning around Deng Feng. Fortunately, Deng Feng closed his eyes, otherwise he would not have dizziness or vomiting.

I don’t know how long I have been turning, but my eyes can’t see them clearly, so I saw Deng Feng sitting in the middle.

I don’t know how long it took to turn, and finally stopped. Xiyue felt that her internal organs were about to be turned out, but she clearly felt her soul running out and entering another body. She felt that this time it must have been successful. It’s been changed back.

Yang Yufeng was not much better. Both of them were so blurred by the rotation. They stopped and continued to sit and get used to it. They couldn't stand up because they must have stood up and felt like they fell down.

Only Deng Feng is not doing anything. Although he closed his eyes, he used his mind and soul to feel whether their souls were exchanged. But who is Deng Feng? He is a doctor immortal, so how could he be so easily dizzy

Deng Feng's mouth hooked, proving that he had indeed changed it back. He stood up and shook his robe while holding his robe. It seemed that he had just discounted his robe. He had to shake it and smooth it out.

"What's wrong, apprentice, have you come back? Open your eyes and see if you turn your head and turn back?"

Xiyue slowly opened her eyes and saw Yang Yufeng sitting opposite her, also opening her eyes. She finally felt relieved and finally changed back. Humph, Yang Yufeng, you are in trouble.

As soon as Yang Yufeng opened his eyes, he saw Xiyue's calculating eyes. He touched his nose and thought: "Oh no, Xiyue has been plotted against him. What should he do? He took advantage of Xiyue's body a few days ago. Now Xiyue wants to take revenge, so he can't fight back. Forget it, hide, who said he is a slut."
Chapter completed!