Above the Immortal Cultivation

The Fiery Explosive Bear is so similar to me. Not only does he practice both magic and martial arts, but he also knows how to escape and save his life. If we meet, I believe it will be very interesting.

Humph, the recipe is hard to come by. The effects of various elixirs are shallow. The key recipe for the current magic power improvement will definitely take your life no matter what!

The rocks on the black island are rough, slippery, strange and strange. There are cliffs everywhere, low-lying swamps everywhere, and ancient trees are sturdy and tall. Various apes, birds, sea monkeys, sea pigs, water rabbits... live happily and leisurely. A silver waterfall is flying, waves hit boulders, and thunder roars, which kills the sound of the waves rolling around. It is like a paradise, isolated from the world.

This island is rich in spiritual energy. If you feel it carefully, the water spiritual energy is particularly strong.

After walking around twice, only a dense forest with a radius of 20 miles is slightly flat.

This place is backed by a small mountain, and a dark natural cave is like the center of the island's formation. A stream of spiritual energy gathers from all directions and slowly floats over.

There is no trace of the Fiery Explosive Bear here, but just wait.

This bear will come sooner or later.

The spiritual energy of the black island is so rich, and there must be a lot of gains in the deeper parts of the South Sea and the North Sea.

Wang Lu roughly estimated that the Fiery Explosive Bear should be able to return within five years.

It's a rare opportunity to come here, so go treasure hunting.

He left as soon as he said he would, and he showed his body skills, and disappeared in a flash. After a few breaths, on a cliff, Wang Lu, who was originally planning to go deeper to the north, suddenly stopped.

Hey, just in case, let's take a look. Wang Lu narrowed his eyes and made a plan.

The sea breeze rolled, blowing his clothes flying, and the waves were surging, carrying endless energy, which was inexhaustible.

"Ha!"

Like a stone, he leaped into the sea, splashing tiny waves, which were immediately submerged in the huge waves.

When he entered the sea, a chill came over him, and a faint black light surrounded him, like a lump of iron falling straight into the sea.

Three hundred feet, six hundred feet, one thousand feet, three thousand feet, five thousand feet, six thousand feet, eight thousand feet, nine thousand feet, to the end.

The seabed was deep and dark, and you couldn't see your fingers. With the help of Kui Niu's eyesight, you could barely see fifty feet away.

Only the countless soft-bodied creatures that seemed to have their eyes, noses, and faces all put into the same body didn't care about his arrival at all, and swam slowly and indifferently.

It turned out that all the things on the seabed were almost the same.

This is called using softness to overcome hardness. Under the huge pressure of the vast sea water, if you want to fight hardness with hardness, it's like hitting a rock with an egg. Everything will be squeezed to pieces. Only by being limp and powerless can you save yourself.

After circling the island within a radius of 100 miles, he had a plan for the depth of the seabed.

"Splash!"

A figure rose from the sea and broke through the waves. Wang Lu continued to move towards the North Sea calmly.

The endless and vast sea surface, except for him and the overwhelming waves, had nothing.

"There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun, Kun is so big, I don't know how many hundreds of thousands of miles..."

He silently recited this sudden speech in his heart. It was also the fairy vine gourd that was passed to him at the beginning but was sealed, and now it suddenly popped out for some unknown reason.

Hundreds of thousands of miles, is it the body of Kun, or part of the body? If it is the latter, then it is too big, and it is terrifying to think about it.

He did know the wandering Kunpeng of the ten great beasts. Could it be that Kunpeng was the incarnation of Kun in the North Sea?

Wang Lu did not think much about it. He did not believe that there was a Kun in the North Sea. It might be possible if it was placed in the ancient times or the ancient times.

A month later, an island with a radius of thousands of miles was in sight.

Seeing this, he was excited and walked briskly. In less than a few dozen breaths, he landed on this nameless island.

"Huh?"

Something happened.

The sky was clear, the pure white beach was as delicate and soft as a blanket, the sun was like water, the seabirds were singing, and the spiritual energy was blowing in his face. The waves here were much softer and became gentle, gurgling like a rhythmic scale. The sky, blue sea, waves and islands were light, like a beautiful painting, beautiful and refreshing.

He took a life-saving talisman and plunged into the dense jungle.

It was not that his spiritual consciousness was so powerful that it covered thousands of miles, but that the fluctuations of someone on the island were too great, shaking the earth and the whole island.

People are curious, and the movement was so big that it seemed more like they were fighting for some natural treasures.

After leaving Konghai, Wang Lu was a little excited because he never saw even one person again.

It is better to be safe than sorry.

Slowing down his body, half an hour later, under the cover of the deep forest, thirty miles away, half-closed his eyes, and saw:

A small lake in the mountains is hidden in the mountains and waters. On the lakeshore, a thirty-zhang long and two-zhang thick eight-level initial stage black poison sea monster was torn into pieces and scattered in the east and west. The bloody smell and chaotic demonic energy filled the area of ​​fifty miles. It was deader than dead.

A man and a woman were facing each other on the shore.

The two people's breath was messy.

The young man was thin, with flat eyebrows and eagle eyes, clean clothes, handsome and extraordinary, a strong man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul; the woman was charming but not coquettish, with a peach blossom face, long hair tied lightly, a straight nose and thin lips, full of hostility, and also in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The point is not here, the green water of the small lake is leisurely, and the green mountains and ancient trees are reflected. A beam of sunlight passed through the shadow of the tree and mysteriously fell on a red water grass in the middle of the lake. The outside was not illuminated by the red sun.

The mountain breeze and the sea breeze blew gently, and the two tried their best to relax, their eyes intentionally or unintentionally falling on the red water plants.

Wang Lu didn't know what the water plants were.

It was red all over, with a chopstick-thick rhizome that could still be seen in the clear lake water. It broke out of the water for more than a foot, alone accepting the baptism of sunlight, and stood upright with its thin body. Two pink finger-sized tender leaves bloomed like flowers on the top of the water grass.

It seemed like he had seen or heard of it somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.

However, he was sure that even the powerful eighth-level initial-stage Wudu Haimang among the monsters had his head and body separated and suffered a tragic disaster. This grass must have a great origin and was extraordinary.