Chapter 119: God-Feng Fire Clan (Sixth Update)

"Is this Fengguan where the wind is dancing wildly?"

Nalan Wan'er pondered and asked, "The sky is full of blue clouds, how can there be the so-called wind?" It feels like a breeze. The birds sing and the fragrance of flowers, and the breeze is gentle. I don't know if it is the Jiangnan water town where I am.

In this way, what I and others should face will be a wind hidden behind it.

Perhaps this is the most clever place where Fengguan Feng's Altar exists. The difficulties along the way have gradually improved. Fengguan should have reached another level, right?

It is said that hiding without revealing is the strongest. It seems that what I and others are facing is this hidden Fengguan...

"Which Fengguan is difficult or not, it is simple or not! In fact, as long as we jump over, we will successfully pass through. If we can't jump over, we will be wiped out."

Nalan Wan'er said now, Han Yu silently said. Now she thought that her guess might be...wrong!

Sure enough, according to Nalan Wan'er, other places in Fengguan are just laying the groundwork, but the real place to fight is the Hunyuan River in front of the altar, which has extremely strong gale winds on it, and these gale winds constitute the absolute gale winds of this Fengguan.

If the natural barrier can pass, then it will pass. If it cannot pass, then it will die.

This is actually more like a gambling. Sometimes when you are unlucky and are blown by the strong wind, it is a rhythm of death. If you haven't been blown by the strong wind, then there is still hope.

Half of heaven, probably this is the reason.

Han Yu frowned secretly after hearing this. He might be facing masters outside the Xuanjian Sect. Because he had almost all the strong people here, and because of the special area, he was well connected here. Moreover, Han Yu was delayed in the fire gate before.

, which gives strong people from all over the world a chance to breathe...

They are all here!

Perhaps there are infinite Xuanjian Sect and people from this camp next to the Altar of Fire. Then the Fengguan Feng Altar possesses strong people from all regions of the mainland. Being able to get here represents ability.

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Of course, Han Yu still understands the principle that you should not be careless at any time when walking along the way. It would be bad if you don’t fall into the gutter here. Although this is the junction of Fengguan, it is also a flat road.

But there are definitely many monsters here, so if you are too relaxed, you may become a monster's Chinese food.

"By the way, Wan'er, what did you get in the Fire Fake Altar?"

Han Yu asked strangely. This was indeed a strange place. He couldn't say anything about Mo Yaoyue in there at that time. Now was the time to ask.

"This has happened a lot. I also said you don't plan to ask me anymore. The road is quite open. In short, it's boring, so I'll tell you."

Nalan Wan'er and Han Yu identified the direction in this area and walked forward. At this time, Nalan Wan'er said quietly: "We found many strange words in it, just Yingyue."

It seems that my sister can understand it, which is very strange."

It turned out that after Han Yu and Nalan Wan'er separated, Nalan Wan'er fell into it and saw Yao Yue standing alone in it, not knowing what she was thinking.

But at this time, the closed space was constantly changing with pictures. Nalan Wan'er was so shocked that she thought it was Mo Yaoyue who practiced in it. She finally settled down and told Han Yu and the others below.

Nothing happened outside the closure.

But afterwards, infinite flames popped up above Mo Yaoyue's head. It was hard to imagine that he could actually burst out so many flames, and shone the entire cave into the sky.

Nalan Wan'er looked at it for a long time and felt that she had an enlightenment. It might be like the legendary saying that the ancient immortal cultivation technique can evolve and help people to realize it. Nalan Wan'er just sat alone in it like Mo Yaoyue.

Looking at the sky picture.

After looking at it, I found that this picture does not seem to be as simple as the martial arts, but the strange and convenient way is that no matter how you imagine it, you can feel that the above is indeed a martial art, a martial art that you can't understand.

"Could this be the picture explanation of the ancient immortal cultivation technique of the True Altar?"

Nalan Wan'er thought of this, but she still had to wait for Mo Yaoyue to wake up before she could make a decision. She just waited for a while, but she didn't know how long it took. Anyway, she felt like a long time, and this dark place was also

It is impossible to know when it was, only the pictures in the sky were slowly changing into various shapes.

Later, Nalan Wan'er saw Mo Yaoyue drawing a few strange words beneath her feet. The strange thing about these words was that they disappeared as soon as Mo Yaoyue drew them out.

But Nalan Wan'er stared at her eyes and then she completely remembered it: "What? Come and show me!"

But Han Yu asked, maybe he might not know, after all, he had learned the words "The Fire Clan".

"Yeah, okay!" Nalan Wan's son sat on the ground in front, and the curved words kept flashing on the ground.

But Han Yu was also shocked to find that the font could not be drawn, and the trace was instantly destroyed as soon as it appeared. He didn't even know how it disappeared.

"puff……"

Nalan Wan'er suddenly spitted out a mouthful of blood as she painted, but he was stubborn and still painted with tiny branches, but then Han Yu found that the branch had actually ignited itself and extended all the way.

"Let go!"

Han Yu shouted softly, and the Xuanjue Sword in his hand flew out with a clang of his hand and cut off the branches in Nalan Wan'er's hand without any hesitation.

"Brother...I'm so sleepy!"

Nalan Wan'er said softly, then fell into Han Yu's arms.

"The God-Feng Fire Clan!"

But Han Yu silently recited Nalan Wan'er's words in his heart, who is the race sealed by God? Who is the god? Who can seal a clan... Then who is Mo Yaoyue, why can he write these...

Han Yu vaguely found that he seemed to have missed an excellent opportunity. Although it was not a pity, it was indeed a pity... As for why, Han Yu couldn't explain it clearly.

"Wan'er, wake up!" Han Yu injected a trace of soul aura into Wan'er's body. It was indeed as he thought, and the soul power was dry.

I don’t know if I can write it out, but I’d better forget it, there is no need to make trouble.

"Well, huh, what's this thing? It's so scary. I just wrote it. I almost made me fall asleep when I wrote it. It's really unreasonable!"

Nalan Wan'er called softly, but at this time Han Yu was eager to know everything behind, so he had to say that Han Yu wanted to hear the story.

"I also saw the difficulty of Sister Yaoyue writing, but I called me several times, but he ignored me. Oh, he fell down like me. By the way, have you read the words I wrote just now?

?Do you know what it means?”
Chapter completed!