Chapter 474

The scene in front of Yang Qiu is the real fairyland.

Looking around, looking far away, it was all a vast expanse of white, floating under his feet.

On top of this white fog, about 10000 meters away from this white fog, there is an inverted conical huge mountain peak suspended.

Above the mountain is a huge flat land, full of unknown flowers and trees. In the middle is a palace.

Four smaller peaks and palaces are suspended in four directions from the southeast to the northwest of this huge peak. What connects the main peak is actually four rainbows.

It's not a rainbow, it's a rainbow bridge.

The four palaces are connected by the rainbow bridge. The huge suspended mountain peak in the middle is suspended on a vast expanse of white aura. That feeling is simply too shocking and beautiful.

Yang Qiu's divine sense has been restored. He doesn't even need to use his divine sense. He can see all this with his eyesight.

Among the five peaks suspended 10000 meters above the white fog, the main peak in the middle is square, and each side is only about 10000 meters. If converted into an area, it is about 100 square kilometers.

The four small peaks connected by the four Hongqiao bridges are also square. Each side is ten times smaller, only one kilometer, and the area is 100 times smaller, only one square kilometer.

Compared with the distance that Yang Qiugang flew over in more than five hours, these peaks are nothing, but Yang Qiu knows that the areas he just ran through are the periphery of Fuxi temple.

The floating peak connected by the four rainbow bridges is the real Fuxi temple.

This is the Fuxi temple!

In Yang Qiu's mind, a faint sigh suddenly sounded:

"For many years, I finally came back... To see this place."

Yang Qiu was already a little distracted by the picture in front of him, so he didn't care about some oddities in the words of the middle-aged man in his mind. He asked eagerly:

"Elder, how should we get there?"

Yang Qiu finally understood why the middle-aged man said that it was impossible for Longfei to find Jianmu and Xitu, let alone them. If no one knew, Yang Qiu estimated that he could not find it if he wandered around the periphery of Fuxi temple for 100 years.

The outside area is too large. It is more than five or six hundred thousand kilometers. If it is converted into area, what is it?

It's more difficult than looking for a needle in a haystack to find something in such a range. I don't know how many times.

"Hehe, this is the Fuxi temple. Little guy, it was not difficult for you in the past, but after the past, I can't help you. There are four kinds of divine beasts guarding the four rainbow bridges, Southeast, northwest and four directions. Choose one by yourself."

"Wait!"

Yang Qiu shivered all over and hurriedly said:

"What are you talking about? What kind of beast is there? "Zhuque Xuanwu, green dragon and white tiger?"

The middle-aged man couldn't help smiling:

"The four kinds of divine beasts you mentioned are also divine beasts. However, they are different from the four kinds of divine beasts here. In short, I can't say too much. There is a drop of Phoenix blood in your body. It depends on your luck. If you can meet a Phoenix, you may not suffer, but if you meet other kinds, hehe, I can't guarantee it."

Yang Qiu couldn't help but stare.

phoenix?

What kind of beast is that? Isn't it not enough to plug the teeth of Phoenix?

He gritted his teeth and said:

"How can I get there?"

The voice of the middle-aged man sounded slowly:

"Where you stand, there is a stone tablet. You just need to input a chaotic gas in, and the road will come out naturally."

Yang Qiu immediately looked for it. It was already on the edge of the cliff. Soon he found the stone tablet said by the middle-aged man. The grass all around grew wildly, more than two meters high, completely drowning the stone tablet in the grass.

The stone tablet is dark and emits a miraculous light. It is integrated, and there is no trace of carving. However, on the stone tablet, a word is written in an extremely primitive font.

Town!

Yang Qiu took a deep breath, slowly pressed her hand on the stone tablet, and began to feel warm and moist for a while. There was no cold feeling at all. On the dark stone tablet, an extremely weak breath suddenly flashed, and instantly rushed into Yang Qiu's storage ring, integrating with the statue of the black fallen angel given to him by Metatron of the Western Dark Alliance.

The statue of the thumb sized fallen angel suddenly seemed to have more vitality, and two strange lights flashed in her eyes.

Yang Qiu didn't notice this at all. He slowly pulled out a trace of chaotic force from the chaotic space and slowly input it into the black stone tablet.

Suddenly, one of the rainbow bridges connecting the main peak and the sub peak in front of him suddenly extended from the sub peak to form an overpass in front of him.

The rainbow bridge is about ten meters wide, showing a gentle arc, extending to an end that can't be seen at a glance, turning into a white line.

From the cliff edge where Yang Qiu stands to the sub peak, the distance is at least 100 kilometers.

Such a distance is normal. Yang Qiu flies directly with his sword and can't use it for a minute.

However, now he dare not be presumptuous. He is deeply afraid of meeting what the middle-aged man said.

"Is the rainbow bridge stable?"

"Don't worry, even if the whole Fuxi temple is destroyed, the Hongqiao bridge can't be destroyed. However, after you go up, you can't fly with the sword. This is a restriction on those who come. Anyone who comes here must show respect for me... This old friend."

Yang Qiu tentatively stretched out her foot and stepped on it several times. After determining that the rainbow bridge is a physical bridge, she slowly walked up.

The color of rainbow bridge is extremely gorgeous. Yang Qiu doesn't know what it is made of. He squats down and looks carefully. He can only see that it is a kind of crystal, which contains the constant change of color and is extremely beautiful.

After determining the degree of stability, he stabilized his mind again, and then began to run towards the other section of the rainbow bridge.

With his running, the rainbow bridge also slowly shrinks back. Yang Qiuyi turns back and suddenly cries bitterly.

This is tantamount to breaking his retreat.

No matter what, rush forward, not for anything else, just to save whispers, you have no possibility of shrinking back.

Thinking of this, Yang Qiu's speed at his feet was several times faster. He turned into a residual shadow and disappeared on the rainbow bridge in the blink of an eye.

He ran wildly for nearly an hour, more than 100 kilometers, and then came to the end. Just when he was only 100 meters away from the suspended sub peak, a suffocating strong mental wave rushed directly into his head.

A very clear and tender voice burst into his head and became a language he understood:

"Thief, stop!"