The Kunshan region is located in the far west, and is filled with rolling mountains. The mountains are subject to wind and snow all year round, making it the coldest place in the entire Antarctic Continent.

After leaving the Kunshan area and heading westward, you will find the "Fifteen Continents of Feiyu".

This area has thin spiritual power and a dangerous environment. In addition to the naturally formed cold air, there are also various miasmas, poisonous gases, spiritual beasts, and alien races. There are even rumors that the bloodline of ancient evil beasts once appeared in this area.

It can swallow thousands of living creatures.

Due to various reasons, there are very few human monks who come here to practice. Even if there are a few who come here occasionally to look for opportunities, they dare not stay too long. Because the cold here is very dangerous, even the monks in the Golden Core Realm can't

To resist, one must have the cultivation level of Tongxuan Realm to avert danger.

The "Fifteen Continents of Flying Fish" are divided into fifteen continents: Sky, Qin, Mist, Flying, Flower, Dragon, Moon, Kuang, Beast, Sword, Fish, Sea, Sand, Life and Death. There is a natural ice-free river in the middle.

Separately, each continent has its own characteristics and dangers.

Among them, "Wuzhou" is a low basin, surrounded by dark blue water, and the interior is filled with vast fog.

This mist can not only isolate spiritual consciousness, but also interfere with monks flying from above. It is rumored that many monks with good cultivation passed by here and died mysteriously during the flight.

At noon on this day, on the edge of the quiet "Mist Island", in the vast white mist, two figures came walking through the snow.

One of them was dressed in gray robes, tall and tall, with a green gourd hanging around his waist. He looked quite heroic.

The other person walking with him was a short old man, with a stooped back and thin hair. I don't know if it was because of the cold weather, but this old man's nose was extremely huge, and the tip of his nose was glowing red.

"Is this right here?"

The man in gray robe stopped, glanced at the white mist in front of him, and asked his companion beside him.

"Old man, I won't go wrong in leading the way. If you want to go to Suixu Mountain, this is the nearest road!" The short old man grunted twice, as if he was unwilling to communicate with the man next to him.

As for the man in gray, he is naturally Liang Yan, who rushed all the way here.

Five months have passed since he killed Long Wu, set off from Wanshou City, and arrived here.

Originally, this time could be shortened a lot, but the Wan family's sphere of influence is too wide. He did not ask for Wan Gaoming's customs clearance documents in Wanshou City, and he constantly encountered interrogations by Wan family monks along the way.

Of course, Liang Yan didn't have the patience to deal with these people. He would kill any monks who dared to block his way with one sword.

Fighting all the way from Wanshou City to the border of Kunshan Territory, Liang Yan killed nearly half of the monks of Wanjia with a flying sword. Although no one was his enemy, the number of monks of Wanjia was huge, and they killed him from beginning to end.

It also took a lot of time.

After leaving Kunshan and entering the "Fifteen Continents of Feiyu", because this place was so dangerous, Liang Yan had to slow down and become cautious.

He rescued a foreign race in "Qinzhou", the red-nosed old man in front of him. Although his appearance was somewhat similar to that of the human race, he was not a human race, but a "spiritual tribe".

The spirit-possessed tribe is not very powerful in combat, but they are born with a keen sense of smell, able to detect living beings within a radius of dozens of miles, and can even sense danger in advance.

In fact, saying "rescue" may not be entirely correct. Although the red-nosed old man was indeed abandoned by his tribe at that time and was alone and deep in the corpse swamp, when Liang Yan passed by, he had no intention of asking for help.

Even when Liang Yan asked him if he needed help, the red-nosed old man actually said that he was meditating in the swamp to practice a profound magical power, and asked Liang Yan not to disturb him.

Later, Liang Yan couldn't stand it any longer, so he helped him chop up the corpse poison vines in the swamp and pulled the man out of the swamp.

The reason why Liang Yan did this was not because he had a bodhisattva heart, but because he was really a little lost.

Exiting the Kunshan area and heading west is the far west of the Antarctic Fairy Continent. The "Fifteen Continents of Feiyu" are inaccessible and there are no maps circulated outside.

Even though Liang Yan searched for the souls of many Wan family members in the Kunshan region, he only roughly figured out his direction.

After he entered the "Fifteen Continents of Feiyu", he found that this place was extremely dangerous. In order to avoid detours, he came up with the idea of ​​catching a foreigner from this place as a guide.

The red-nosed old man is obviously a suitable guide.

Although he did not admit that Liang Yan saved him, under Liang Yan's hard and soft tactics, he finally reluctantly agreed to lead the way for him.

"Wuzhou. The fog here is really weird. If you break in, you may be in danger." Liang Yan looked at the white fog in front of him and said to himself.

"Hmph, you human monks are as timid as mice and timid! Except for your cunning and cunning, which is your advantage, you have nothing else!" the red-nosed old man snorted and mocked in a sinister manner.

Although Liang Yan saved his life, this man didn't seem to appreciate it. He was sarcastic and sarcastic along the way, scolding him every chance he got, which in turn hurt the human monks.

Because of this, Liang Yan was beaten frequently along the way, but every time the scars healed and the pain was forgotten. Not long after the beating, he relapsed and continued his "venomous tongue" journey.

Over time, Liang Yan became accustomed to it and ignored him. As long as this person was still valuable, he didn't bother to care what he said.

"Hongwu, is there any mystery in this fog?" Liang Yan asked.

"Hongwu" is the name of this old man. Although he kept "venomous" along the way, he never concealed anything when faced with Liang Yan's questions.

"This is the 'Nine Cold Fog', which can isolate spiritual consciousness and freeze spiritual power. In this area, remember not to fly in the air, because the 'Nine Cold Fog' gets colder the higher you go. Some of you human monks think very highly of themselves.

Gao, he looks arrogant, but he just doesn’t believe in this evil. As a result, the higher he flies, the more miserable his death will be!"

Every time he mentioned the human monks, Hongwu had a look of disdain on his face, and this time was no exception. When it came to the death of the human monks, he seemed to be a little gloating.

Ignoring Hongwu's strange aura, Liang Yan frowned and then asked: "What's inside the 'Nine Cold Mists'? What other dangers are there?"

"How do I know this? I've never been to Wuzhou!"

Hong Wu rolled his eyes and said: "The main area of ​​activity of our 'Fuling Tribe' is around Qinzhou. If the little old man hadn't been slow and fell out of the large army of tribesmen who were migrating, how could you, a foreign human monk, be killed?"

catch!"

"Then you haven't heard any rumors?" Liang Yan looked unhurried.

"rumor."

Hongwu pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "It is rumored that there are many ancient beasts in Wuzhou, with ferocious personalities and murderous nature. And there is a group of 'Kuntooth Clan' living in Wuzhou. Their people are brave and good at fighting, and their tribe

It is huge and uses hunting all kinds of rare birds and beasts as well as ancient exotic beasts as a way of cultivation, and is extremely repulsive to outsiders."

"Kun Teeth Clan"

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes. He had never heard of this alien race before, but the "Feiyu Fifteen Continents" are extremely dangerous, especially Wuzhou. There are very few human monks who can pass through this place. Since the Kuntooth Clan can

Occupying a place here shows that the fighting power of this alien race is definitely not weak.

"What? Are you scared?"

Hongwu looked at Liang Yan and said with a smile: "It's normal to be afraid. You shouldn't come to our land. You should go back home as soon as possible! Don't you human monks have something to say? What's the point of leaving a dog alive?

, Aren’t you afraid of running out of firewood? Tsk, wonderful, wonderful!”

"Cut the nonsense!"

Liang Yan frowned, raised his hand and gave Hongwu a bang on his forehead, causing a big swelling on the old man's forehead.

"You, hum! Unreasonable! Disgraceful to politeness! Scum of politeness! Shameless!"

Hongwu was beaten and became furious, but he knew he couldn't beat Liang Yan, and he didn't know where he learned the few words, so he said all the curse words he could think of.

"Shut up and follow me into Wuzhou!"

Liang Yan ignored him and raised his hand to make a magic spell. A circle of golden aura centered on him and opened a barrier of about three feet around him. Then he took a big step and walked into the mist-filled area.

Area.

Hongwu still wanted to curse, but realized that Liang Yan had already gone far away, and the cold air around him swarmed in. He couldn't help but shrink his neck, immediately stopped cursing, and quickly followed up, getting into Liang Yan's golden aura.

The snow is capped, the wind is blowing, and in the sky full of wind and snow, one tall, one short, one old and one young, the two people move forward slowly in the golden halo.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, six full days had passed since Liang Yan and Hongwu entered Wuzhou.

During these six days, Liang Yan had been cautious, not daring to move too fast, and always protected his whole body with the spiritual light of "the emptiness of all dharmas".

Beside him, even Hongwu, who had always been noisy, became unusually quiet and did not continue to be weird.

Due to excessive caution, the two of them have not encountered any danger since entering Wuzhou until now. Only occasionally a few ferocious spiritual beasts were killed by Liang Yan with thunderous means, without even making much noise.

That night, in the cold night wind, an eerie sound suddenly came from the way the two were walking.

Click, click!

It was like a giant burying his face in the ground and rubbing his front teeth against a hard rock.

"what sound?"

Hongwu, who had been quiet since entering Wuzhou, asked nervously.

"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"

Liang Yan snorted coldly, flicked his right hand, and shot out a sword energy, heading straight into the dark space ahead.

boom!

The sword energy seemed to strike a hard object, and a dull sound erupted, followed immediately by another ear-piercing scream.

Along with the screams, a strange candle suddenly lit up in the dark space ahead.

Liang Yan and Hongwu were both attracted and looked at each other intently.

Under the weak candlelight, a huge human face appeared, as big as a two-story house. The face had a sad expression, a frown, and a grimace, as if it had experienced something extremely painful.

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Liang Yan was okay. As soon as Hongwu saw this face, he immediately seemed to be a different person. He screamed in the language of the "Spiritual Clan". His expression was sometimes angry, sometimes sad, and finally he ran wildly.

, and ran in the direction of the weird face.

"It's all an illusion! Stay calm and keep your heart!"

Liang Yan frowned and shouted loudly behind him.
To be continued...