Zixia is full of sky, thunderous, wind sounds mixed with the voice of the soul, and the star domain composed of hundreds of millions of stars is just the foil of this forest.
With the ultimate grace and luxury, the excellent style is like Fenglin's nine days.
A white clothes fell away from the forest thousands of miles away, Feng Yu Su was like snow, and it was not stained with dust. There was no precious jewelry, but it felt like an emperor who dominated the Qiankun.
Qi, it is impulsive to worship.
"Xu Yuetan, I'm here."
The lingering voice reached the Shenzhu Forest. The dragon-shaped thunder entrenched on the forest actually exploded in an instant, turning into a purple thunderstorm and landing back into the soil that moisturizes the Shenzhu Wood.
The words follow the Dharma, but there is no form. Feng Yu has a gentle smile on his face, but the hidden sense of distance is warning you not to mistakenly think that he is harmless.
Feng Yu stood up with a negative hand, and the green silk was elegant and like a demon. In the pupil eyes of that day, there seemed to be a fractal sword. Although the momentum was not released, the heavens were dull, and the stars trembled.
"I don't know that Feng Yu Tianjun is coming, and if there is any negligence in the forest, please forgive me."
The waterfall is like purple hair, and there are faint arc light flying. At this time, it is the third character of the fencing forest.
The sword is written by Lei Zu.
Lei Zu was a little bit of his head, and his expression was respectful. Today he greeted him alone, but he did not mean to wait for Feng Yu for half a bit. He was afraid that the people of his men would not be interesting.
Lei Zu smiled, and Feng Yu was too confusing. "Since the predecessor knows my identity, it should also understand my intention."
"Feng Yu Tianjun, the word" senior ', the old man can't afford to take the responsibility, there is no one, the masters are respect, Tianjun calls the old dead Lei Zu, and the Lord is waiting for Tianjun for many days.
Come."
Lei Zu turned sideways and asked Feng Yu to go first. His humble attitude was as if he was a junior polite to Feng Yu.
Feng Yu's eyes swept through Lei Zu, and Lei Zu was cold all his body, as if the most secretive part of his heart was understood by Feng Yu at a glance.
Only one thought: With this person here, who dares to be an immortal?
"Go."
Feng Yu passed by Lei Zu and gradually drifted away, and Lei Zu stretched his stiff limbs and kept up with Feng Yu's footsteps. At this moment, he was even better for Feng Yu's awe. At that moment, he had
A hazy feeling is that it is not impossible for Feng Yu to take his life.
The threat of death is almost not existing for Tianjun, especially for the peak fairy king, but the texture is true, tell him that it is by no means an illusion, the danger of Feng Yu can faintly follow the emperor's realm more than 10,000 tens of thousands of thousands of thousands.
The Xu Yuetan is comparable to that of the one who has been saved.
"Linglong, have you been here? Is she still in the Divine Punishment Forest?" Feng Yu walked quickly like fire, but his expression was as stable as a mountain. Lei Zu was clearly ten feet behind him, but he felt that the distance between God and man was so far away.
"Miss Linglong, I did come to the God Punishment Forest before. As for her whereabouts now, I don't know, but the Heavenly Lord should be able to get the answer from the Lord."
"Um."
He responded casually, Feng Yu did not ask questions and continued to move forward. From the fluctuations of Lei Zu's sea of consciousness, he judged that Lei Zu did not deceive him.
The two of them came to where Xu Yuetan was. Lei Zu wiped the sweat beads from his forehead. This not-far journey made him feel scared every step. He couldn't remember the feeling of being on his back.
This experience happened tens of thousands of years ago.