The rainbow that covers the sky shines

Chapter 77 The Extreme of the North Sea
"We cannot represent the meaning of all ancestor kings, only the three great sages are qualified to decide."

The black dragon patriarch and the others finally failed to get a definite reply from the mouths of several ancestor kings, and they couldn't help being a little disappointed.

These people are still a little weak. Not a single great sage came to this banquet, not even a holy king. Just a few ancestor kings can't determine their future attitude at all.

The banquet lasted for three days and three nights before it ended.The guests left one after another.

"You can have a good relationship with the Son of God, his attitude is very important..." Youquan Patriarch King said softly before leaving.

The black dragon patriarch and others looked at each other, nodded silently, and raised Feng Jinghong's status by two levels again.

Feng Jinghong didn't care about these things, he spent the past three days extremely dissolute, the monster clan here counted as one, and all of them respected him so much that it is not enough to describe it with the stars holding the moon.

The girls of the Hai Clan have broad minds and melodious singing voices. They have a special style, which makes his tired body and mind get enough relaxation and comfort.

In the end, Feng Jinghong made an appointment with several goddesses and princesses to visit at another day, so Feng Jinghong slowly found the ancestor of the black dragon again.

"Kunpeng's Nest?" the black dragon patriarch was surprised.

Feng Jinghong nodded affirmatively.

"I do have a map of the extremes of the North Sea, but please be careful, Your Highness. That place is very weird. Countless people have entered it over the years, including a peerless god king, all of whom died inexplicably!"

"Thank you senior for reminding me, I will pay attention!"

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The North Sea is vast and boundless, larger than the land area.Because the sea water is black and looks a little ominous, it is also called Beiming.

There is a fish in Dark North, and its name is Kun, which is so big that it cannot be stewed in an iron pot.It turns into a bird, its name is Peng, and Peng is so big that it needs two grills.

According to the ancestor of Heilong, the Kunpeng of Ziweixing is the real "ancestor". When he was a young child, the other party was already a great sage of the monster clan.

According to this statement, the actual age of this ancestor of Kunpeng should be at least five or six thousand years old, which should be about the same as the old lunatic Jiang Taixu and others.

In the post-desolate ancient times, no one who can reach this step is an idler.

Feng Jinghong borrowed Dragon Palace's teleportation array, first arrived at the extreme of the North Sea, and then took out the map and began to search carefully.

But even the area of ​​the North Sea is too big. The map given by the ancestor of the black dragon is very vague. It only marks a general area and a few places, and the other places are blank.

"We have to find out when to go..." Feng Jinghong felt dizzy.

With one breath and three clears, the four started searching in four directions at the same time.

Half a day later, the avatar turned into Qingqi and returned without any gains.

A day later, he used one qi to transform the three qings again. After each avatar flew thousands of miles, he transformed into the gods of the Five Dao Palaces, a total of 20 people, and searched separately.

In this way, a total of ten days have passed, and finally there is a harvest.

One of his avatars, a separate god was destroyed in a certain sea area.Feng Jinghong himself hurried over.

This is a pitch-black sea area, even in the daytime, it is dark and dull, the sea water is full of lifelessness, Feng Jinghong feels the power of the sun flowing in it.

A clone submerged in the sea, and it shattered with a "boo", like a bubble, disappearing without a trace.

"Holy level restriction!" Feng Jinghong's face was serious.

Taking out the Undead Wonderful Tree, the branches and leaves shook gently, and the colorful light condensed into a shield, Feng Jinghong went into the sea in person.

There is no light in the depths of the seabed, and there is silence. The sea water here can actually hinder the consciousness, and Feng Jinghong can only detect the area not far away.

I don't know what horror hides in the depths of the unknown darkness, which makes people feel chills uncontrollably.

"Woo~" Suddenly a mysterious sound fluctuated, desolate and sad, like an ancient horn, and like the mournful cry of a living being.

Feng Jinghong's mood also became sad, he seemed to see himself fighting against heaven and earth, but in the end he couldn't protect his family and friends, his father and younger brother still died tragically on the road to immortality, and the Babu gods were all killed and injured.

If this is the result, then what's the point of running around and struggling like this? His heart is full of frustration and sadness.

"No!" Feng Jinghong suddenly raised her head, her eyes brightened.

There's something wrong with this sound wave!It can forcibly arouse people's emotions and make people sink unconsciously.

The Immortal Tree shone with colorful light, blocking the sound waves, and he continued to move forward.

This sound wave is both an obstacle and a guide, pointing out the direction for him to move forward.

As he continued to move forward, the sound wave became stronger and stronger, wave after wave, scouring the sea area.

Finally, as he stepped out, the scene changed suddenly.

A huge lair stands on the bottom of the sea, and the whole body is made of real wood from the sun.Distributed misty golden light, illuminating the surrounding sea area.

If you look closely, you can find that the lair is filled with chaotic air, exuding bursts of imperial power, very much like the dragon lair of Wanlong's lair.Mysterious sound waves came from the lair.

There was still some distance to the golden Kunpeng's nest, Feng Jinghong tried it, and the undead tree could still hold it, so she continued to move forward.

It wasn't until the Golden Nest was in front of it that Feng Jinghong really felt its hugeness, a group of palaces was nothing more than that.Feel it carefully.

"Quasi-Emperor Qi Machine..." It was not the real Supreme Qi Machine, Feng Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief.You must know that even the Chaos Dragon's Nest is not a real emperor-level magic weapon. The reason why it is invulnerable to all magic is because there is a ruthless coffin lying inside.

Without this thing, it would be at the same level as the Phoenix Nest of the Immortal Queen.

Putting away the wonderful tree, Feng Jinghong said in a loud voice: "The junior Feng Jinghong of the Fenghuang clan, come to pay respects to the ancestor Kunpeng!"

The clear voice echoed all around, but there was no response.Feng Jinghong couldn't help but frowned, isn't there anyone?
He yelled again, but still no one answered.

So he stepped directly in, and the human skin of the Immortal Emperor automatically released five-color divine light to protect him, blocking the quasi-imperial aura for him.

The spacious lair is not dark, and the sea water is kept out.The real wood of the sun exudes soft sunlight, which makes people feel a touch of warmth.

Inside is a beautiful small world, with luxuriant grass, red flowers and willows, full of aura, but it is strange that there are no animals, and it looks a little lonely and lifeless.

Feng Jinghong let go of her consciousness, felt it carefully, there was only one place in the whole small world that had special fluctuations, and the spiritual energy of the whole small world was flowing there, so she started to rush towards that place at top speed.

Soon he arrived there, and what he saw was a quaint stone palace, the style of which was very different from modern palaces.

The moment he reached the entrance of the stone hall, two beams of bright golden light suddenly shot out from within, penetrating the stone wall, sharp and blazing, and landed on him.

(End of this chapter)