The twisted void instantly tore the light under his feet, and the whole person of Yang Junshan could not help falling down.

He wants to take control of his body, and he wants to move the immortals in his body to fly again, but all attempts fail under the distortion and tearing of the surrounding space.

Fortunately, Yang Junshan's forging skills far exceeded everyone's imagination, and the strong body did not suffer any harm under the torn tearing in the face of this unknown void.

Because of this, although Yang Junshan could not show the art of flying in this case to stabilize his body, the operation of the fairy yuan in his body was not affected in the slightest.

And this is also the biggest dependence of Yang Junshan in the face of such a situation, can still remain calm.

I don't know how long it has fallen in this twisted void, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that under the torn tearing of the twisted space around him, a strange force is trying to infiltrate his body, and as his body continues to fall, this infiltration force is slowly strengthening.

It was a similar smell!

Yang Junshan is not at all nervous, but it looks quite unexpected!

This is the smell of chaos!

Yang Junshan has twice entered the land of chaos, and the two trips to the land of chaos have made him all-round improvement, so he is really familiar with the atmosphere of chaos.

But relative to the rich and aggressive source of chaos in the chaotic land, the breath that haunts him at this time remains quite aggressive, especially for the erosion of the divine.

But for Yang Junshan, who was once worn by the spirit of chaos and originality with the air of chaos without any protection, the erosion of the chaotic source he was subjected to at this time was like a breeze.

“I do not know whether the monks who enter the void behind him can withstand the twisted tearing of space and the erosion of the source of chaos.”

Such a thought flashed in Yang Junshan’s mind.

However, he did not know that after his first passage from the void passage, except that the space in the passage had not changed much, the source of the chaos that had been filled in had been taken away by him alone.

That is to say, the monks who enter the void behind them face a much smaller danger than Yang Junshan.

The chaotic source of the chaos around Yang Junshan did not cause the slightest trouble to Yang Junshan, but in the process of being absorbed and refined, let him gradually regain control of the body.

At this time, Yang Junshan was finally able to spread out his mind to see the situation around him, and soon he realized that he now seemed to be trapped in a wonderful empty place, like a mezzanine between the two worlds.

Yang Junshan's heart was aware, the spirit of the heart flashed, the original fairy in the body was mobilized, the breath of the head of the source gushes poured out, and instantly diluted the chaotic source that filled the body.

A thunderstorm that was enough to tear the heavens and the earth burst out from his hands, directly breaking the chaos in front of him, and then it was as if he heard a sound like a crack, and there was a light in front of him.

In the magic of the gods, in the magic mastered by Yang Junshan, in addition to the chaotic realm, the most powerful open-height!

The raging chaotic source wrapped around Yang Junshan's brain from this bright place, the feeling of weightlessness returned to the body, the wind suddenly sounded in the ear, the clouds and water vapor are quickly swept away from him, and the space rift from which he was originally dropped is slowly healing, and it is getting farther and farther away from him.

In the world of Fengtian, Yang Junshan has almost been determined in the first time, he has come to the world of Fengtian!

All the senses in his body were restored, and Yang Junshan came to a new world of the world, and was rapidly falling from the sky to the bottom.

The fairy slowly spreads outward from the body, and the falling body is slowing down until it is suspended in mid-air.

The strong aura of heaven and earth is accompanied by a damp breath in the sky, and Yang Junshan can finally see the new world in front of him.

However, the eye is a land that can hardly be seen marginally, and Yang Junshan has been driving almost thousands of miles between the light, extending the divine consciousness as much as possible along the way.

There are towering mountains, dense forests, flowing rivers, vibrant plains, clear and vast lakes, and strange behemoths that roam the grasslands, but they have never reached the borders of the earth, so they do not know whether there is an ocean at the end of the earth.

Although Yang Junshan only looked at the flowers, he can almost certainly be much larger than the previous speculation of the seat.

Moreover, such a newborn and undeveloped virgin land is almost everywhere that is bred or grown.

Perhaps there are very few of these cultivation resources that can really enter the Yang Junshan Dharma, but if it is true that for a low-level monk, walking along the way can only be dug three feet.

However, for Yang Junshan, the most important thing now is two things, one is to determine the arrival of Yang Junxiu as soon as possible and confluence it, and the other is to find the trace of Hongmeng Purple as soon as possible.

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, and the golden orchid in his palm was gradually faded after the previous essence of blood, and now there is only a faint trace left.

But as long as the golden lanken has not completely disappeared, the two brothers and sisters can have a vague sense within a certain range.

Of course, as the golden lanken becomes more and more bleak, the distance of this induction will become closer and closer, and the mutual sensing will become more and more weak.

Now Yang Junshan only hopes to be able to join Yang Junxiu before the full disappearance of Jinlan printing.

But when Yang Junshan was ready to leave, he suddenly stopped again.

Just because he wanted to be familiar with the new world, he almost circled a big circle of three or four thousand miles, although there are more important things to do, but if you leave this seems to be a little reluctant.

In any case, although he was not the first to descend on this new world, he was at least a little earlier than the other great-power monks who entered the rich world through the void passage!

Yang Junshan recalled the information he had just captured when the divine knowledge had unfolded, and soon came to a small hill that was not very eye-catching.

Unlike the regions full of vitality and vitality, this small hill looks very desolate, although not grassless, but low grass, thin spiritual force, dry and cold climate, but only a hundred feet away from the tall trees, rich in the world, and the humid and warm climate in stark contrast.

What is it that makes such a surprising difference?

As soon as Yang Junshan fell on the hill, his divinity began to extend down the terrain, almost in an instant, the whole hill was incorporated into his perception.

At this time, as long as he wants to, he can easily move the entire hill and even destroy it.

But at this time, Yang Junshan was suddenly bright, laughing and saying in a low voice: "It is this thing, no wonder!"I almost missed a treasure!”

"But although this thing is rare, now because it has not yet been fully formed can not be taken out, but I can't stay here more, if I leave this, but I am afraid of being later people got the opportunity here, what is it?" 」

Thinking about it here, Yang Junshan is not unscrupious.

So in the face of the indus, Yang Junshan suddenly thought of something, a pat on his own mind, smiled: "But the authorities are fans!"

A figure appeared from behind Yang Junshan, and Yang Huan Xianjun's voice came and smiled: "The world is a false root?I never thought that this wonderful world could give birth to such strange things!This is a great opportunity!If the first hell of a son had this, how could I have been able to trap him?”

Yang Junshan smiled, “Now I still need Dao friends to take care of such strange treasures in this town.”

Yang Huxian Zhenjun laughed and said, “Just ask!Dissatisfied with the Buddha, now Yang Mou is already salivating at the "six-way reincarnation" of the Yan Luo Tianzi."

Yang Junshan heard "Haha" and smiled: "After this incident has been turned around the Xishan Star Palace, I must find a way to get this divine cultivation method from his mouth!"

Yang Junshan arched his hand toward Yang Huaxian, and then disappeared into the distant sky, leaving Yang Huaxian on the hill.

Yang Huan Xianzun looked around the hill, looked at the ancient wood forest beyond a hundred feet, and after a little sigh, a rich original woody spirit burst out, and spread to the whole hill.

After the atmosphere of this source gradually dissipated, there was already a five-foot high one-man hugging thick and thin, and the branches were very luxuriant birch trees.

However, this birch tree is not very provocative compared with the ancient trees in the surrounding dense forest, but it still looks somewhat remarkable on this grass-only hill.

However, after only a moment, the whole hill was covered with dense root beards, and seedlings began to come out under the mountain floor.

After about a cup of tea, the entire hill is covered with long birch seedlings.

After another hour, the seedlings of a foot height had grown into a small tree with a height.

After about three hours after Yang Junshan left the place, this small hill has been covered by a lush birch forest and integrated with the surrounding ancient wood forest, and it can no longer be seen how this hill is different from the distance.

The virtual root of the world, a strange thing in the legend, is said to be able to easily shuttle and penetrate different empty spaces, which is an encounterable and unattainable thing for making all kinds of flying magic treasures, cultivating all kinds of escapes, building long-distance transmission arrays, and cracking various prohibition barriers.