Chapter 1215

There are a lot of things in the world, which are carried out silently by one coincidence and another coincidence.

If Zifeng had not been hit hard by Tianzhu, he would not have awakened the "pattern of heaven and earth" sleeping in his body and sharing life with Xiaobai. The signs of life would not have disappeared from the Poseidon stone and could not be found. Moreover, he would not have been mistaken by the tiger shark guard for the beluga whale family and brought here later.

Before that, if the tiger sharks hadn't spent thousands of years to get through the prison door of the prison and master the method to control the light of Haize, maybe Zifeng is still lying down and has been in a coma. I don't know when he will wake up... Let alone go there, a place that has been waiting for him for thousands of years.

The light of Haize contains the extreme power of the sea. No one has ever refined it, but it doesn't mean that no one can refine it, but that person's name is: Poseidon!

In the chest cavity, the time-delay fog has wrapped the viscera in a few days of dense, and the blood flow has stopped, and it is about to stop... If Zifeng has been unconscious, there is only one result, and he died!

Knowing the sea, Xiaoguang's hand knot flew up and down, madly refining the purple thunder hovering above his head, and the overwhelming spiritual power rushed up again... The thunder of heavenly punishment was refined at an unprecedented speed. Xiaoguang looked so focused for the first time, and his heart rarely burst into tension. He didn't believe that he walked so many times on the edge of life and death, Every time I was strong, one day Zifeng would die so mediocre!

"Wu Zifeng, you bastard! You wake up, wake up! Have you forgotten your promise! You promised longhuang to find the dragon family and save Xuantian continent. Have you forgotten! And Fuzong's, you just leave Fuzong alone! Wu Zifeng... Boss, wake up... "

In the roar of Xiaoguang, Zifeng's slow blood finally stopped, and with that weak heartbeat, it also dissipated in the world... If the butterfly stays trembling on the flowers and leaves, perches for a moment and stares for a long time.

Xiao Lan stood in place, sobbing... The spiritual consciousness floating over the sea, one by one, like the yellow leaves of trees after autumn, sighed and fell in love.

Soon, the bright light in the Central Plains of the sea was slowly shrouded in darkness, and the dark sky overhead was pressed down.

It's time to end. Just as life began, it comes from darkness and will return to darkness.

At this moment, Xiaoguang surprisingly calmed down and tried to call the scattered spiritual force in the air, "Xiaolan, remember, you only have one incense stick time, you can only stay outside for one incense stick time, within one incense stick, you must find a new owner, otherwise..."

"I don't, I don't, I'll stay here!" Xiaolan wiped the glittering tears on her cheeks and let the sight around her gradually become dim, still unmoved.

"You! Alas... "With a long sigh, Xiaoguang was helpless.

Finally, the dark tide drowned the sea, and Xiaolan and Xiaoguang disappeared in the dark... For a long time, a soft doubt sounded, "am I dead?"

"I don't think so..." it was Xiao Guang's voice.

In their voices, the heart of the spirit family not far away gave off a green light, lifeless and listless.

When Xiaoguang tries to find out the situation of Zifeng, a mist obscures his sight. It seems that he and Xiaolan are imprisoned in a narrow space.

And Zifeng woke up at this moment!

Wake up in a blue sea, surrounded by boundless sea water.

At his feet, there were all kinds of monsters in the sea. The monsters knelt respectfully at Zifeng's feet, then slowly surfaced and connected with their backs to form a road to the front.

After hesitating for a moment, Zifeng went up and walked slowly towards the distance.

Far away, is in front behind the clouds... About an hour later, a lonely came into view.

It's very small, but it's only a hundred feet away, but there is a towering ancient tree on the island. The ancient tree has only two branches, one of which is cut off and extremely smooth. While the other one is soaring for nine days, ten thousand feet high, with clusters of pale gold leaves flashing. The leaves seem to grow out of thin air in the void, and space is pregnant and born.

A cordial spirit, even if it is far away, has come... Under the tree, a table, a chair, a person seems to have been waiting there for thousands of years. A pot and a cup of rich tea filled the air on the table. In the mottled shadow through the branches in the sun, the jade tree faced the wind and the middle-aged man with extraordinary appearance stood up and carried his hands behind him. The whole sea seemed quiet and silent.

This figure is as like as two peas in the mysterious space square.

However, they just looked at each other, and no one was willing to break the peace at the moment... Zifeng stood on the back of a tiger shark with a bit of doubt on his face. It seemed that he had been here before... When Zifeng hesitated, dinghaizhu and three forked halberds came together in his heart and Dantian, and turned into two white haired old people in the next moment, Kneel before the middle-aged man.

"Old man, get up quickly!" The middle-aged man hurriedly helped them up. The vicissitudes in his eyes seemed to be dazzling by the white hair in the air.

"Wu Zifeng, what are you doing? Don't you pay a visit to Lord Poseidon soon!" Another voice came from somewhere. The voice was thick and deep, as if it were the voice from the bottom of my heart... His sight was fixed on the towering tree at the moment above his head, and Zifeng's eyes were full of wonder.

If Xiaoguang and Xiaolan were here at this moment, they would know. Standing in front of Zifeng, Xiaoguang and Xiaolan have been talking about their mother, the ethereal fairy tree!

The strangest existence in the world is a myth that is gradually disappearing.

A light golden branch slightly bent and stretched, and then gently pushed Zifeng over.

On the chair that appeared out of thin air beside the table, the two old men stood behind Zifeng, and the needle dropping on the field could be heard.

"Do you have anything to ask?" The middle-aged man smiled and sipped the tea in the cup.

"Are you..." although Zifeng had guessed the name, he still couldn't believe it.

"You can call me white star, the sea god ten thousand years ago." The voice is flat, like an old exhortation.

"Boom" the whole body's blood surged, and the surrounding sea also set off rough waves. However, the island is still as stable as ever, not even a breeze