Chapter 28 Mist Wonderland

Han Fei's eyes lit up, staring at the old man in front of him, secretly alerting.

"Are you here for Xumi's fantasy?" The old man looked at Han Fei with a surprised face, especially Han Fei's eyes, which made him very happy.

In front of the immortals in the golden elixir period, any lie will be broken down and can be felt from the fluctuation of spiritual thoughts. This bit of cold flying has been felt from Yun Yiyi. Therefore, he can only answer truthfully.

nodded slightly respectfully, but the tone was still cold.

"The younger generation heard that Xumi's fantasy has a mysterious effect, so come and have a look!"

The old man was overjoyed when he heard the words and instantly appeared in front of Han Fei and said, "Young man, why don't you come to my Pengxian City first? We need your help."

"Do you need my help?" Han Fei looked at the old man doubtfully. He can feel how strong the old man is. What a huge power hidden in his strong body he dared not touch it randomly.

Han Fei smiled and nodded.

Just in time, he also has his own plan. There are countless immortals who come to Xumi's fantasy. He is a small gas refining period. If there is no accident, he can't even enter Jinpeng Mountain. If Yun Yiyi hears the news of Xumi's fantasy, she will definitely come.

Pengxian City belongs to the sect of Pengxian Island, a huge sect of immortal cultivation.

After entering the city, Han Fei finally talked about the real scene of the immortals gathering.

In addition to pubs and pubs on both sides of the city gate, in addition to the trading market, there is an attic pavilion, which is full of traffic and prosperous.

The flow of people is like a tide, and everyone is a cultivation of immortals. Passing by others, Han Fei raised a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart.

At that time, the pressure naturally emanated from higher-level immortals. Sword cultivation with keen inspiration for breath and spiritual power, especially Han Fei, who has a deep knowledge of gossip and mystery, and has a clear feeling.

The old man led the way in front of him, and the two of them soon came to the Pengxian Island sect.

This is a mountain standing in the city. The peaks are like swords, but they are as wide as the sea. The huge spiritual array in the sky is condensed from this peak.

Walking halfway up the mountain, Han Fei can see the flow of people at the foot of the mountain, all like ants. However, every ant gives Han Fei an extremely tall feeling, and he can't have a sense of pride at all.

The heavy and depressing atmosphere surrounds the chest, and you can't spit it up.

"Oh!" He exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath. After the internal organs in the body turned, a cold breath emanated in an instant.

The old man looked back at Han Fei, nodded with admiration, and his eyes became brighter.

From the mountainside, there are countless houses, each of which is extremely luxurious. It embodies the style and strength of the big school.

After walking through a long ladder, a blue light suddenly shot, Han Fei stopped his footsteps violently, and the sword power flowed through his palms.

"Hehe, young man, don't be nervous. Don't worry, we have no malice." The old man turned around and smiled and walked forward.

After Han Fei was shocked, he laughed at himself. It seems that I'm still not determined enough!"

His face will become indifferent in an instant, and his eyes look at the blue mask in front of him without any waves.

The light mask is like an inverted big wrist, protecting the huge palace. Above the palace, there is a flowing spiritual array.

"What a luxurious school. It seems that the so-called sea is mixed with fish and dragons, and countless jewels are real. Shocked inside, Han Fei still raised his vigilance and followed the old man into the palace.

As soon as he stepped into the blue mask, Han Fei suddenly found that only about half of the sword power in his body was suppressed. At the same time, a strong smell of seawater came to the nose.

"What a terrible pressure!" The instantaneous change of Han Fei confused the sword power in Han Fei's body, and his face instantly turned into a pig's liver color.

However, in the blink of an eye, the cold air in Han Fei's body burst out in an instant. He turned around Han Fei, and Han Fei immediately recovered.

However, only half of the sword power is still suppressed.

Increased vigilance, and Han Fei entered the hall. Now, he has made it clear that at the beginning, if he didn't come with the old man, I'm afraid the old man would also catch him.

"Fayan..." He was secretly vigilant in his heart. He knew that his eyes attracted the attention of the old man, but he didn't know why. We can only wait and see what happens.

In the hall, there are two rows of seats. The people in the unified sea blue robe on the right are the high-level immortals of Pengxian Island. On the chest of their Taoist robes, there is a golden roc bird flying with its wings.

On the left hand side is an external force with no more than 50 people.

At this time, Han Fei came in, and everyone's eyes looked over.

They looked at it plainly, but in Han Fei's heart, there was a terrible wave. I'm afraid all the monks here are above the Yuanhua period. Their eyes, like swords, exuded an infinite sense of sharpness, straight into the heart of Hanfei.

Especially the few people in the middle. The three people sitting side by side had only one feeling when they saw it.

Unfathomable, the momentum like a mountain pressed on his heart. At that time, as a superior, the momentum of the strong.

One of the three, with a beard and a beard, white temples, eyes like sea water, kind and gentle, but Han Fei also has a deep understanding of 'water'. On the other side of the water is the fierce and domineering violence. He is the owner of Pengxian Island.

He is also a middle-aged man on the left hand side. He is plain-looking and will not give people any impression. But Han Fei felt an absolutely strong sense of oppression from him.

This is a low-key strong man. Han Fei thought of it.

The third person is a woman, with a long-sleeved red robe, bright and charming, autumn-colored and charming. Cover your mouth and smile with a unique amorous feelings.

The cold fly thumped, because he saw the breathtaking light of the autumn water.

Han Fei just looked at everyone at the moment he entered the door. After a few jumps in his heart, he quickly restrained his inner breath, and the cold breath naturally emanated all over his body, blocking everyone's eyes.

Naturally, the three people on the seat also saw Han Fei, but when they saw a small immortal in the refining period, they frowned and ignored it.

However, the middle-aged woman in red robe suddenly shook and looked at Han Fei's eyes with surprise and doubt.

Her strangeness attracted the attention of the other two, who looked at Han Fei again.

The next moment, they also saw the cold eyes, which were a pair of cold from the heart, but what they saw was not this, but the golden aperture outside the ice pupil.

The golden aperture is faintly flowing, which is one of the supreme five eyes of Buddhism.

"Golden eye-catching eyes! It's the eye of Buddhism!" The two were surprised at the same time.

The old man who brought Han Fei smiled and said, "Three island owners, what this man has is the Dharma eye."

[Sorry, I'm in a hurry. I'll update so much first, and the next chapter will guarantee more words.]