The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 3808 Jinpeng Temple!

Chapter 3808 Jinpeng Temple!
The top of the mountain is actually a huge square, which seems to be leveled by a sharp sword. There is a strong power of time here.

Xiaopeng's round eyes rolled around, and she said, "Brother Ling, it is said that this is the head of Kunpeng's ancestor, who was cut flat by a sword because of the battle with the sword god, leaving a scar that will never be smoothed."

Ling Hantian nodded, but looked forward, where there was a golden temple.

The temple also looks like a golden roc, it looks resplendent and majestic.

"This is the Kunpeng Temple!"

Ling Hantian murmured, and looked at the gate of the temple. On the huge gate with four stone pillars, there were four words Kunpeng Temple.

creak!

At this moment, the closed door slowly opened and opened to both sides, revealing the scenery inside.

Xiaopeng was even more excited, and couldn't help walking up quickly, "The Kunpeng Temple is the place where the strong of our clan sit and melt. There are countless magical skills and martial arts in it, and it is a great fortune to get one of them!"

"Not urgent!"

Ling Hantian stopped Xiaopeng Nu, and he looked into the main hall, where he could see a divine Jinpeng bird sitting in a stately state.

They stood on the altar, with golden hair and sharp eyes, they looked so lifelike.

Xiao Pengnv asked suspiciously: "Is there something wrong? Brother Ling."

"It's definitely not right. The one-eyed monster said that we were brought here by his master, but until now, we haven't seen anyone, but we have seen some illusions of your clan."

Ling Hantian's face was serious. Now, he was completely sure that there was an extremely powerful monster here.

This monster may be the Jinpeng divine bird, all of which were created by the other party.

After hearing Ling Hantian's words, Xiao Pengnv also became thoughtful. She recalled the encounters along the way. Is the sacred mountain really a sacred mountain?

The Sea of ​​Darkness in the North has long since dried up, and it is far away in the Northern Desolation State, how could it be possible to go to the forbidden area of ​​the secret realm?

hum!
The sacred mountain shook suddenly, and the golden temple also turned into streaks of golden light and dispersed at this time.

Xiaopengnv stood unsteadily and nearly fell down. Ling Hantian stabbed the Holy Dragon Jinpeng Knife into the ground and grabbed Xiaopengnv.

Click click!

The earth split, and huge cracks spread. It seems that this sacred mountain has begun to collapse.

"Immortal Suppressing Magic Art, Bing Xin Suppressing Myriad Mirages!"

Ling Hantian frowned, let go of the Shenglong Jinpeng Saber, and tapped the center of his eyebrows with his finger, his divine power gathered, and his divine light suddenly appeared.

The divine light shot out suddenly, with Ling Hantian as the center, everything in front of him was shattered, and the environment changed rapidly.

In the courtyard, Ling Hantian's eyes suddenly shot brightly, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Young man, you are awake."

A plain voice came, Ling Hantian looked at the person who spoke, it was an old man with fair beard and blond hair.

The old man was sitting in the small pavilion, holding a pot of boiling tea in his hand, pouring the tea into the cup in a circle.

"Who is the senior?"

Ling Hantian looked at the surrounding yard. If he remembered well, there was a one-eyed monster in this yard before.

But now, nothing has changed, except that the one-eyed monster has turned into this old man, and his aura is very different.

Ling Hantian was sure that the two were not the same person at all.

Whoa!
The sound of waves came, Ling Hantian turned his head and looked, his eyes were full of shock.

The original sacred mountain is no longer there, but has become a sea of ​​blood, and there is also a pungent fishy smell in the air.

"Haven't you been looking for me?"

The old man put down the teapot in his hand and looked at Ling Hantian with a smile.

Ling Hantian was startled, and the blue light in his eyes surged, and then he saw that the old man was slowly changing.

It was a divine Jinpeng bird, but the body of this divine Jinpeng bird was illusory, not a real body.

"Obsession?"

"As expected of the eye of delusion." The old man did not deny it, and praised Ling Hantian's divine eyes.

Ling Hantian smiled wryly, took a few steps forward, and laughed at himself: "Unfortunately, I fell into the illusion of senior."

"That's an illusion, and it's not an illusion."

The old man smiled, but Ling Hantian felt a little cold. This old man's state is very high and unpredictable.

"Senior, since you belong to the Jinpeng divine bird family, where is my friend?"

Missing Xiaopeng Nu, Ling Hantian was also a little worried, and he didn't know whether it was a dream in front of it or a dream in the back.

"She is accepting inheritance, since you woke up, let's talk about something."

The old man signaled Ling Hantian to sit down, his face became a bit serious.

Ling Hantian took a deep breath, and calmed down as soon as he came, he sat down opposite the old man and looked at the old man.

The old man pushed the teacup in front of Ling Hantian, "This is the drunkenness brewed by the old man, do you dare to have a cup?"

"Drunk and dreaming?" Ling Hantian shook his hands on his knees, and couldn't help looking at the cup of clear tea.

"Drink this tea, if you can go out from here, your cultivation will definitely break through to the god level."

The old man was very calm. With a sweep of his sleeves, a pair of golden wings appeared on the stone table, reflecting dazzling golden light.

Ling Hantian's pupils narrowed, and he examined it carefully. It turned out to be the wings of an adult Jinpeng divine bird!

The old man smiled slightly. He observed Ling Hantian's reaction, seeing Ling Hantian staring at Jinpeng's wings, he nodded secretly.

"This is what you want. If you want to get it, after you get out here, you need to take that little guy to my clan."

Looking at the pair of wings on the stone table, Ling Hantian could even feel a burning pain coming from his back.

The martial arts he cultivated was already ready to move, and he even had the urge to eat the wings.

Come!
Ling Hantian couldn't help it anymore, raised his hand and grabbed the wings, cut his fingers, and drops of blood fell on the golden wings.

Suddenly, the wings trembled slightly, and there was a strong obsession with resistance.

However, the strange thing is that Ling Hantian didn't have to work hard to fuse most of the Jinpeng's wings.

Ugh!

At this moment, with a flash of divine light on the wings, they landed on Ling Hantian's back, and the wings cultivated in martial arts immediately matched with them.

The moment they met, it was as if a piece of flesh and blood was deeply attached to Ling Hantian's body, and the severe pain made him cry out in surprise.

Boo!
After a few breaths, Ling Hantian's back and wings trembled, and a breath of divine beast came out, causing ripples in the air.

"With this pair of wings, my speed has increased by another [-]%!"

Ling Hantian stopped and returned to the pavilion, very satisfied with the pair of Jinpeng wings.

The old man sat there all the time, as if he was not afraid that Ling Hantian would run away.

Ling Hantian also looked at the old man, with neither humble nor overbearing expression, cupped his hands and said: "I will definitely help Xiaopengnu."

"Ah."

The old man nodded, his body was blurred, and golden feathers appeared on his body.

He pointed to an ancient well in the yard, "If you want to get out, you need to do two things."

Ling Hantian looked at the ancient well, thinking, could this ancient well be the exit of this illusory world?

He asked humbly, "I don't know what those two things are?"

(End of this chapter)