Chapter 1227 (1/2)

Should Zifeng laugh or cry?

Among the five continents he knows, only one of the Xuantian continent where he was born is real, and the others are actually constructed, but he knows nothing... And there are less than five fingers in heaven and earth who know this thing.

No wonder, in the endless sea, there is nothing else in dantianzhong except the power of the sea. From the old dragon turtle's narration, Poseidon can condense ”gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder” to only one line of water.

Water is the source!

Therefore, the power of the sea is the only power in the space of the endless sea. This is the rules set by the white star. No matter who enters here, he must live under his rules, and there is no room for discussion.

In the back hall of the sea god, Zifeng sat in the first place. There was a bustling crowd below. All his eyes focused on Zifeng, but no one spoke.

After Poseidon's return, almost everyone is waiting for Poseidon's next move.

Unfortunately, where do they know that perhaps the world under their feet has been destroyed before the hundred wastes have been revived. What's the significance of being or not being revived at that time?

The old dragon turtle stood up and seemed to see the sad look on Zifeng's face. ”It's no problem. The answer you're looking for is not here. I'll go back with you!” This promise is better than everything.

”Go back? Old dragon turtle, why go back? It's not safe for a few days. Where are you going again? ” Boss stood aside and asked discontentedly. It's reasonable to say that the goods should sit down. However, they have been tied in the endless abyss for nearly ten thousand years and stand all day. Now it's uncomfortable to sit.

Golden Horn came up from behind, ”I don't care about anything else. As long as I can fight, I don't care where I go!” The bones are rusty. Only with blood can we revitalize the body and summon the silent hot blood.

Twisting her waist, Yu Ji fiddled with Xueli's white long * * * * home and didn't go anywhere, so she had to follow the little sea god... ”

Hearing the sound, Xueli got goose bumps and slapped Yu Ji's hand off. ”See clearly, Xiaofeng is one of my disciples. She has lived for thousands of years and robbed the little girl. Are you ashamed?”

Bai Jing stood aside with a crimson face. From the initial appreciation, in the bustle of others, things slowly developed towards the essence. But she was still in a mood of letting things go... She stood up and was about to respond when Zifeng suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart. The void seemed to be hit hard, ”poof” a mouthful of blood gushed out, and immediately half knelt on the ground, and the ”pattern of heaven and earth” on her forehead appeared again!

The pain of tearing the heart and cracking the lungs surged around the body. It seemed that haizhili in Dantian was hit hard and his whole body was like falling apart... The calm hall suddenly panicked... Everyone came forward together and was drunk back by the old dragon turtle when they wanted to observe, ”don't get close! Stand where you are! ”

The turbid eyes suddenly opened and stared at the ”pattern of heaven and earth” on Zifeng's forehead. The old dragon turtle didn't worry but liked it. His eyes were full of smiles. His walking stick pointed straight, and a blue water poured into Zifeng's body... Zifeng's painful expression was immediately relaxed!

The patterns of heaven and earth communicate with ancient animals! So it seems that Zifeng and another ancient beast have reached life sharing. When one is in crisis, they will bear it together. This communication is a connection above the rules of heaven and earth. How can the old dragon turtle not be happy!

Just now, his chest was shrouded in the dense fog of time. The fog was very thick, which was even more lush than the original Lingzhu peak, and he couldn't breathe.

When he was at a loss, the dense dark cloud in the Dantian quietly overflowed and dispersed. The fog of time was clear, so he had no power to struggle. Instead, he was dyed black. Then he was swallowed quietly and entered the Dantian as if he had never appeared.