Fighting the Supreme Realm

Silent night, quietly slipping past, when the sky was just bright the next day, Xiao Yan, who was asleep, opened his eyes on time.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Yan knotted his practiced knot with his hands, as in the contemptuous mainland, slowly closing his eyes again. Early morning is the best time to practice fighting spirit. Practicing fighting spirit is like sailing against the water. If you do n’t advance, you will retreat. Only with unremitting efforts can you succeed in removing the cocoon.

With the steadiness of Xiao Yan's breathing, the calm space around him was like a wave of water, with a faint wave rising, and a ray of emperor's source gas exuded from the space.

When the pores were greedily devoured, most of the vindictive spirits followed Xiao Yan's breath and got into his body. After refining in the context specified by several exercises, Xiao Yan was slowly stored in The meridian network runs at an unpleasant and slow speed.

The fighting practice lasted for nearly an hour. After the sunlight outside the window brightened the room, Xiao Yanfang slowly regained his strength, the seals in his hands were scattered, and a bit of turbid gas was blown out by a long spit. Out.

The eyelids gradually opened, and in the dark eyes, the pale yellow light passed, and after a moment, it was hidden in the deepest part of the eyes.

"This feeling of slowly increasing strength has not been there for a long time, and it feels very comfortable." Stretching a lazy waist, listening to the crackling sound from the body, Xiao Yan smiled with satisfaction.

"Today, we are about to enter the Demon Mountains. The Demon Cemetery is really looking forward to it."

When Xiao Yan was ready, he left the inn and slowly walked out of this bustling town. He went alone into the Tianmo Mountains.

In the silent forest, Xiao Yan Yihuo Heng's ancient ruler held in his hand and moved forward carefully.

"Zhan Lao, what do you do now?" Xiao Yan called in his heart, and he could talk directly to Zhan Lao in the tower.

After a while, an old voice sounded in Xiao Yan's ears: "Go east, find a place to settle down first, your strength is a bit low now." Zhan Laoyou said.

Xiao Yan nodded, and his body walked eastward. Now it was not the time to fight. Find a place to stay first.

Xiao Yan's body was moving rapidly around the ancient and mysterious and dangerous treacherous Tianmo Mountains. After walking out of dozens of miles, a moist air slowly penetrated into Xiao Yan's body and felt a sudden The air became slightly moist, and Xiao Yan's extremely fast forward speed started to stop slowly.

"Arrived!"

Xiao Yan touched his nose indifferently, and passed through a forest in front of him. A huge waterfall appeared in front of him, making a deafening roar.

Jumping across a ravine, Xiao Yan slowly walked towards the waterfall, his eyes carefully swept around, and the power of the soul also carefully explored the surroundings. After not feeling the presence of Warcraft, he was relieved.

After arriving at the steep mountain wall, Xiao Yan carefully selected for a long time, and then selected a cave with a distance of four or five meters from the ground.