Chapter 426 Yingzhou Fairy Island

"Rumble..."

The huge sound echoed like a bombardment of hundreds of millions of thunder. What came into everyone's eyes was an immeasurable dark hole, in which there were dark whirlpools. In the depths of the whirlpool, there seemed to be ancient black demons wandering and spitting. It is extremely dark, and a kind of heavy water vapor is brewing in it, representing the origin of water and the meaning of black water.

There are clouds in Taoism, Xuanshui in the north, Xuannai black, the black emperor near the water, and the great cold.

The sea is the coldest and coldest. It is rumored that it contains the essence of the most original water of the flood and the essence of the body of the Pangu god. The dark whirlpool in front of it is endless, and its horror is trembling, even more than the sea eye, which seems to verify this ancient rumor.

In this endless dark whirlpool, there are three glows at this moment, and the fairy music is constantly resounding. Among the holy and dreamy boundless islands, there are colorful glows shining out, as if they were spiritual, forming ancient characters in the void, which is Penglai, Yingzhou, and the abbot.

In fact, some of the old antiques that have entered it are very clear. The three islands that appear are actually the epitome of countless times. The real Three Immortals exist in the endless dark whirlpool, which is immeasurable and contains endless treasures and crises.

The immeasurable dark whirlpool is surging, and the three fairy islands stand in it, like three pure soils in the endless sea of suffering, and those dark water vapors are constantly splashing out, turning into colorful bubbles and drifting away in all directions, which is very beautiful.

Countless practitioners used their own means to quickly rush into these bubbles, commanding them, and going towards the three fairy islands in the depths of the whirlpool.

Many big forces are obviously familiar with the opening of the Xianyuan Conference, and tell their disciples in detail. According to what they said, these disciples quickly rushed into the three fairy islands and launched the Xianyuan Conference. Among them, not only the genius of the disaster, but also some combination period, the immortals and the golden immortals all rushed into the bubble and broke into it, wanting to fight.

The ** of the Fairy Conference is too big. Let's not mention the endless treasures, that is, the will of God, that is, the Daluo Jinxian, the pseudo-saint, will be extremely hot-eyed. However, the pseudo-saint can't break into it at all. Once he wants to break in, he will be severely counterattacked and even severely damaged.

Moreover, the soul split cannot enter independently, and there are many restrictions.

Put away the Ruyi Shenzhou, Duguhao and Moke appeared out of thin air, looking at the three fairy islands in the distance, with extremely shocking expressions on their faces.

Big scene! A real big scene!

Rao Duguhao is a member of Dugu's family, and he was also terrified. He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. At the same time, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with surprise, and a trace of solemnity suddenly appeared on his face.

Looking at the shocking scene in front of him, Moke realized the vastness and boundless feeling of heaven and earth. Among other things, the torrent-like crowd in front of us is enough to shock the heart! There are too many people, and one by one, the breath is strong, and there are all kinds of Taoists, Buddhism, demons and demons, each passing into the colorful bubbles and heading towards the three fairy islands.

"buzz..."

At this time, Moke's eyes changed, and the treasure-hunting fairy pupil automatically appeared, emitting a violent fluctuation.

If someone carefully observes Moke's eyes at this moment, he will be extremely stunned. In his eyes, there are countless silk threads, forming strange characters, all of which are treasure characters. At the same time, Moke felt that the scene in front of him was shocked in vain. There were countless treasures on the three fairy islands, and even some treasures rushed straight to the sky like wolf smoke, with amazing momentum.

"Amitabha... A lot of treasures! Huh? On Penglai Fairy Island, there seems to be an incomparable magic weapon of Buddhism, which vaguely calls for me..." Opening the treasure-hunting fairy pupil, Moke's heart was shocked.

Before, Moke simply wanted to enter the fairy conference and get the spiritual fetus of heaven and earth. However, from the current situation, he has a treasure-hunting fairy pupil, which can be said to have a great advantage and can definitely get a lot of treasures. If others want to get treasures, they need to hit the fairy fate and look for them in every way, but it is too simple for Moke. After all, many of them are almost ownerless things.

There was a trace of embarrassment on his face. Dugu Hao turned his head and looked at Moke and said, "Moke brothers, that... The eldest brother felt a strong call on the abbot Fairy Island. He may not be able to accompany you to Yingzhou Fairy Island to find the spiritual fetus of heaven and earth. However, don't worry, if the abbot Fairy Island has a spiritual fetus of heaven and earth, the eldest brother will definitely try his best to take it for you!"

Immortal Conference, some of the precious things make Jinxian, Daluo Jinxian, and even pseudo-saints salivate. Dugu Hao clearly feels the call, which is a rare opportunity. It will never be missed for thousands of years, and naturally he does not want to miss it. Moko naturally had no objection to this. He put his hands together and expressed his gratitude again.

rubbing his hands, Duguhao rushed impatiently, and then suddenly disappeared into a colorful bubble and rushed to the abbot Fairy Island. Seeing this situation, Moke naturally did not hesitate. Step out, and the golden lotus appeared, rushing to an empty colorful bubble like a floating light.

"Woo-woo..."

The vast dark whirlpool roared fiercely, as if there was no limit. The three fairy islands stood in it, blooming with endless fairy lights. At this time, Moke was already in a colorful bubble, drifting with the tide and quickly towards Yingzhou Fairy Island.

"Wang..."

The dark** flows, and the breath of terror is exuded, full of coldness and loneliness. Moke is in this colorful bubble, drifting with the tide. Gradually, there was an inexplicable breath, which penetrated in and began to quietly change Moko's perception...

In front of Moke, the three fairy islands are blooming with endless glow and fairy music arrays. However, no matter how she drives the colorful bubbles, it always seems to be extremely far away and out of reach!

One day...

Two days...

Three days...

Three days have passed, and the Three Immortals Island in front of us is still out of reach. Although it can be seen, it cannot be reached. At this moment, Moko is a little anxious. The Xianyuan Conference has been open for a total of three months, and time is pressing. However, he had no choice but to calm down and continue to drive the colorful bubble.

Ten days have passed, and Moke is still in the colorful bubble. The Three Immortals Island in front of him is out of reach. At this moment, Moko was completely panicked, opened the Buddha's eyes, and explored the illusion. He didn't find any clues. However, he looked around and there was no dream bubble. Suddenly, his heart sank, a kind of bad Emotions are born.

The colorful bubble continues to move forward, all the time, but no matter how it goes, Sanxian Island seems to always stand in front of it, as if it is mocking Moke and will never be reached.

A whole month has passed. At this time, in the colorful bubble, Moko was very haggard. These days, he has used all means, but it still has no effect at all. A feeling of extreme disappointment lingered around his heart.

Loneliness, despair, loss, despair, panic, and all kinds of emotions emerge in his heart. Moke, like a lonely old man, continues to sit in colorful bubbles with the passage of time.

It's been more than a month. Moke is almost numb. Every day is full of endless dark whirlpools and unreachable Sanxian Island. He feels tired in vain, his heart is exhausted, and he can no longer bear this loneliness and is about to fall asleep.

unwilling! A strong unwillingness to appear in vain, unprecedentedly strong!

Although the heart tells itself that it is extremely tired, in the depths of Moko's soul, a reluctance is breeding, resisting and unwilling to sleep.