Chapter 1369: Moon Island

The eyes of the ice phoenix were slightly bright, flashing a light of hope.
Killing a eternal person is almost impossible in the past. That is because the warlock's world, even a eternal person.
But in the universe of Gumana, there are also three eternal beings. If they can kill them and plunder their origins, they can save the snow.
Yang Feng reached out and stroked his fingers. The fingers were like a blade on the wrist. A drop of precious eternal blood dripped from his hand and fell into the snowy lips of Shi Xue.
Under the nourishment of the blood of eternal blood, Shi Xue's brow stretched out and fell silently into sleep.
Yang Feng's brow slightly wrinkled, and his eyes flashed a complex color: "The timing is reversed, it is terrible! When she was in front of me, I was afraid that it was strong and did not let me discover."
At the beginning, the Lord of the Rocks came to the Warlock World. There are hundreds of emperors who have fallen asleep in the universe, but those emperors do not have one shot, because the power of timing is too horrible.
If it is not a stone snow, it is the master of the suppression of rock. At this time, the universe in which the warlock world is located is definitely not the current situation.
Yang Feng reached out to the [mirror of fate], countless mysterious curses from the [mirror of fate], in the deepest part of the [mirror of fate], a star-covered star emerged.
Yang Feng reached out and fell into the [mirror of fate].
In a star field, the void suddenly bursts, and a horrible big hand that rips the sky extends out of the void and directly grabs a star with a diameter of 300,000 miles.
"Whoever dares to come to my Tianbing Emperor Palace!"
A horrible atmosphere of the Emperor emerged from the star, and an ancient ice covered in endless ice and snow came out of the star, waving a snow god, and went straight to the horrible big hand. .
"dead!"
A cold voice rang from the void, a huge finger containing the eternal power of horror, directly pressed to the ancient ice god.
"Eternal Front! You..."
The shadow of the ancient ice flashed a touch of shock, just opened, and a huge finger was directly pressed on his head, and the eternal power of terror broke out, directly suppressing the seal.
Countless mysterious curses shine, and a star with a diameter of 300,000 kilometers is directly caught by that horrible big hand, and then under the effect of mysterious spells, it shrinks continuously, eventually shrinks into the size of the palm, and falls into the crack. It disappeared.
Within the palace, Yang Feng’s hand was taken from the [mirror of fate], a blue and incomparable ball filled with mysterious balls, exuding the coldness of the cold.
There is a touch of shock in the beauty of the ice phoenix: "This is the place where the Ice Ice Palace, the ancient ice god!! It was taken so simple by him!! The Eternal is terrible!!"
Among the Tianbing Emperor's Palace, there is the ancient ice god, the horror of the emperor, which is the horrible power that was not willing to be easily provoked when Shi Xue was in full bloom. Such a big force was destroyed overnight and it was terrible.
Yang Feng pointed to a bomb, and the Ice Emperor Palace was suspended above the hail, and countless mysterious curses flashed. The Tianbing Emperor’s Palace spewed out a trace of pure and incomparable ice and cold, and fell into the hail. .
Yang Feng reached out to the [mirror of fate], and directly captured the nine planets with the origin of ice, placed on the hail, and the horrible power of ice and snow emerged from the ten stars. Did not enter the hail.
"A terrible ice cold power! These ten stars can definitely breed the emperor, or have given birth to the emperor."
Under the force of the horrible ice and ice, the ice phoenix trembled and continually receded. The chill of the Emperor's series is as strong as He is hard to resist.
An eternal blood flew out of Yang Feng's right hand, forming a blood bottle, and a drop of eternal blood dripped from the blood bottle and fell into the mouth of Shi Xue.
Yang Feng glanced at Shi Xue deeply, and his eyes flashed a bit, and then turned into perseverance. He swept the ice phoenix and said: "I am leaving! You are here to protect her. After she wakes up, I can keep you in. Emperor!"
In the ice phoenix, there is a touch of joy and respectfulness: "Yes! Thank you for the great Eternal Front!"
Yang Feng sighs with a sigh, five fingers, and countless immortal curses appear, flying toward the void, all over the ice palace.
Under the blessing of the curse, any emperor who enters the ice palace without permission will be directly killed. Only the Eternal can force this enchantment.
A horrible fate rushes to the ice palace, and the ice palace is directly hidden in the torrent of fate, even if the eternal can not detect the existence of the ice palace.
A glimmer of light, Yang Feng disappeared from the place.
The face of Cang is on the moon island.
The Moon Island is the entrance to the world of the sky, the entrance to the underworld, the dividing line between life and death, and a terrible Jedi in the plane of Cang.
From the moon in the island, the living can enter the world where the deceased is, the underworld!
The Moon Island is located in the dead sea of ​​Cangzhi, and there are countless underworld creatures in the endless sea of ​​death. Except for the ship, no ship can sail in the dead sea.
The Moon City is a big city on the edge of the Dead Sea. In this big city, the strong people of all ethnic groups gather to exchange the creatures in the Dead Sea and the creatures in the Dead Sea.
"This is the city of the moon."
Yang Feng walked in the moon city and looked at the strange races in the city.
The Lord of Death is covered in a black cloak, as a living dead, silent, with a melancholy temperament.
Yang Feng swept the Lord of Death and said: "You, this person, is really meaningless. I can't say a word, I don't know what your wife was looking at."
The Lord of Death is silent.
Yang Feng also ignored the Lord of Death and walked toward the edge of the dead sea.
On the edge of the Dead Sea, a 30-meter-long moored, painted black, engraved with mysterious curse of the mysterious underworld, exudes a glimpse of the underworld.
"The ship to the moon, the ticket, one stone of a medium soul."
A messenger who was shrouded in a black cloth and spliced ​​by scorpions and various sacral bones slowly slowed down.
Yang Feng waved his hand, and two medium-sized soul stones flew into the hands of the shipwreck messengers and boarded the ship.
At this time, on the ship, six people were already sitting. Among the six, there was a face that was dry and gloomy, like a middle-aged man who was a dead man. One looks at the appearance, there are about twenty-seven eight very and beautiful sorcerer. One big one and two very young and lively beautiful warlocks. A very handsome young warlock. One has a ghost horn on his head and a burly ghost strong man.
"Sister, that uncle is so handsome! His body has a melancholy temperament, it is fascinating!"
It seems that only the beautiful girl of fifteen or six years old saw the death of the Lord, the beautiful light, opened a soundproof spell enchantment, whispered.
The beautiful woman who looks like twenty-three or four years old but has a mature temperament wrinkles: "Ying Ying, how many times have I told you, it is not good to talk about others behind the scenes. And the world is big, strong. There are countless. Sound insulation spell enchantment is not a versatile spell."
Qian Yingying chuckled: "I am a sundial warlock. I want to eavesdrop on my spells. At least it is also the power of the Zhouhai class. How can the great powers of the universe go to the ghost place like the moon island?"
The islanders in the moon island will kill all the strong people above the sea, so there is no strong hero of the sea to go to the moon island. Even the strongest of the Holy Spirit Warlocks will be killed by the islanders of the Moon Island.
The danger of the underworld in each plane is different. In the underworld of the Faso plane, a strong person of the sea can be arrogant. But the plane of the sky is the center of the universe, and the underworld of the plane of the sky is one of the most dangerous places in the world. Even the Lord of Death cannot reach the deepest part of the underworld.
Qian Yingying was very dissatisfied: "And, I said that he is charming, and he did not say anything bad about him. What is wrong with him."
Qian Meimei looked helplessly: "You, don't know the truth from the disaster. Sometimes, some arguments will develop into a hatred. We have a great mission this time, and we must not have an accident."
Qian Yingying dismissed her face: "I know!"
Yang Feng smiled a little, and said: "The records of the classics in the past, there are countless beautiful women crazy for you, it seems that it is not fake, the Lord of death!"
The Lord of Death looks like a piece of wood.
Yang Feng shook his head slightly and ignored the Lord of Death: "It's a piece of dead wood!! Some people like it too!"
After waiting for a while, the messenger of the ship swayed the paddle, and the ship was moving in the direction of the sea.
Yang Feng’s eyes showed two curses, looking at the ship, and interpreting the rules of the ship.
Every eternal person has the ability to learn horrible, and the rules in this universe can be easily solved.
Any eternal person can use more than one hundred kinds of esoteric meanings, but the strongest senses that they have mastered are still the kinds of esoteric meanings of the eternal imprints.
"Hello, I am Chen Feihai from the Chen family of Yuyuan House. How do you call the two ladies?"
The very handsome teenager smiled and approached the two big and small beautiful warlocks.
Qian Meimei Liu Mei slightly wrinkled: "Qian Meimei!"
Qian Yingying has a burst of eyes and a burst of smiles. "Ying Yingying!"
Chen Feihaikou was extremely good, and then she looked at Qian Yingying with a smile, and the two sides chatted with each other.