Feng Qian didn't speak, it felt weird.
The original owner is more than 5,000 years old, and he really can afford to be an ancestor.
Feng Jue left for a while, and said, "Sir, didn't the child with you teleport to the same place with you?"
Feng Qian nodded lightly.
"I think the child has only reached the second floor. I'm afraid it is not safe to be alone in the secret realm."
Feng Qian paused and pursed his lips.
At this time, Feng Jue shouted: "Sir, there is an oasis in front of you!"
Feng Qian looked up.
Not far away, there is a piece of green that catches the eye, like a faint azure mist.
The wind didn't say much, and walked directly towards the oasis.
When approached, the oasis disappeared from sight, and all I saw was just a mirage.
"Hey, it's actually fake."
Feng Jue feels very sorry. Although it is in a secret realm, the desert is really hot. After walking for a while, it will be hot and thirsty, and it will be very hot and unbearable.
"Sir, what should we do now? Do you have a way to leave the secret realm?"
Feng Jue asked.
"Try to find that oasis first."
The girl's voice was quiet.
The original owner did have a way to leave the secret realm, but it was not the time to leave now.
The desert looks the same, only the oasis is different.
Perhaps a breakthrough can be found from the oasis.
Since there is a mirage, an oasis must exist.
Feng Jue felt that his ancestors were very cold.
But since the ancestors can open the secret realm, they can definitely go out.
And with the ancestors, there is a sense of security.
He followed swiftly.
The Feng family has always been proud of Feng Qian, the god, even if it is a side branch of the Feng family.
After walking for a while, Feng Qian suddenly stopped.
The girl in white squatted down slowly.
Feng Jue: "Ancestor, have you found anything?"
Feng Qian: "Quiet."
The boy shut up obediently.
Feng Qian frowned and noticed that where they were now, the fluctuation of spiritual power was extremely strong.
Feng Qian stood up and said, "Stand away."
Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, and quickly ran away. There happened to be a big rock nearby. He hid behind the rock, put his hands on it, and looked at Feng Qian.
Feng Qian stimulated the spiritual power, and after a while, the ground shook.
Feng Jue's eyes widened, the ground seemed to be sinking.
He held the stone with an expressionless face, and in the end, his body weightlessness suddenly fell.
There was the sound of quicksand in my ears, and after a while, there was a bang.
Feng Jue fell in pain all over his body and doubted his life.
He opened one eye and saw only the corner of a snow-white robe.
Feng Qian stood there unharmed, quietly surveying the environment in front of him.
Feng Jue screamed in pain, and stood up with difficulty, holding on to his waist.
When he saw the scene in front of him, he blinked.
"It's so alive down here!"
The goal is a refreshing green.
Green rattan grows against the wall, unknown plants grow on the ground, and the air is full of pleasant fragrance and floral fragrance.
Feng Qian lifted his feet and walked forward.
The wind behind him also followed.
There were faint white light spots floating in the air, like stars, and Feng Jue reached out and wanted to touch it.
The girl in front of her whispered: "If you don't want to die, don't move."
Feng Jue's fingers froze, and immediately retracted, silently staying away from the white spot of light.
It looks like a long and narrow passage full of green plants, and I don't know where it will extend.
Soon.
"Sir, there are three entrances ahead."
The wind must look towards the wind shallow.
"Which should we go in?"
Feng Qian looked at the entrance, paused, and said, "In the middle."
"okay."
Feng Jue lifted his foot and walked forward, only to find that Feng Qian was standing still and didn't move.