Carefree Path of Dreams

"The lake is foggy, people can't get close, silver fish can be unimpeded, which is obviously the dreamer's fascinating fog!"

When the fishermen and grandsons were different, Fang Yuanduan was riding on the back of the iron eagle, but his eyes were different.

With treasure maps, water maps, and memories from the dream of the King of Spirits, he can run the wrong route to be a ghost.

As the wings of the Black Skull Black Hawk fanned, a large fog suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yuan.

This is the mysterious man who has been placed down, only the mysterious fog that will appear on the drunken festival.

This lake fog is not moving, like a wall, it is very strange to look at.

"Hey!"

The Shovel Black Hawk is not strange, it screams and slams into it.

"Sleep! Sleep!"

As soon as he entered the fog, Fang Yuan’s gods became fascinated, and heavy sleepiness hit the upper brain. His eyelids were heavy and seemed to be under heavy burdens.

"Sure enough, the dreamer's fascinating fog!"

This situation has made him even more determined. The ancestors of the Five Ghosts are really the dreamers who escaped from the Great Emperor!

"Sit and forget!"

Fang Yuan's eyebrows are clear, and the self-confidence of the heart is settled. In the mud pill palace, within the eyebrows of the ancestors, the dream power flows through the whole body, and suddenly there is no strangeness, and the gods are clear to the extreme.

"This power of confusion, I am afraid that even Wu Zong is difficult to exempt..."

Fang Yuan’s look is dignified: “If I didn’t finish my study and forget the tea ceremony, it’s a dream teacher, I’m afraid I have to take it!”

But at this time, there is no fear of nature.

With the hurricane madness, the shovel black eagle broke through the fog wall, and a verdant island was introduced.

"The memory of the spirit fish king is also here!"

Fang Yuan’s eyes glimpsed and suddenly came to the island, leaping down from the shovel black eagle, and a fierce plunged into the bottom of the water.

Oh!

A lot of water whispers in his ear and the bubbles roll.

The world at the bottom of the lake is a strange place, but Fang Yuan does not care about it. Following the memory of the King of Spirits, he begins to swim under the water and find the water hole.

It didn't take long for a dark cave to emerge in the horizon.

"This is where the drunk spring is located... even if the spirit fish king, it was also a coincidence, it was caught in the hole, and there was a later creation!"

As Wu Zong, nature has all kinds of incredible energy.

At this time, the application of Fang Yuan to Yuan Li, until the point of the gods, is holding his breath at the bottom of the water, but waiting for it.

He took out a night pearl, and the brilliant light suddenly passed through the bottom of the water.

Around the body, the rich wine is more invented and intoxicating. After entering the cave, the feeling of intoxication is even more multiplying.

"There are spirit fish kings here, and other exotic fish are cleared earlier. After all, on the side of the couch, let others sleep?"

Fang Yuan swayed into the bottom of the water hole.

The surrounding rock wall is covered with water plants, and the rich wine is mouth watering.

If ordinary people come here, I am afraid that I will be drunk in this cave immediately!

"There is a drunken eye!"

Fang Yuan jaws, looking at a hole.

The rich aroma of the wine is constantly emanating from there, with a hint of aura.

"It's no wonder that the spirit fish king can grow to that state!"

Fang Yuan met, but it was not shocked and happy: "Give me... receive!"

He handcuffed the law, and the sturdy Yuanli suddenly felt like a net, and did not enter the cave.

Hey! Hey!

A lot of wine is like no money, and it constantly overflows from the spring.

Fang Yuan’s face color is unchanged, and the force is intensified in the dark.

Among the Qingquan, an aura emerges, and it is extremely rich, almost comparable to Qingfeng Lingdi.

Immediately, a gray rushing stone emerged from the spring, with a lot of moss and water on the surface, and it looked unremarkable, but the endless aura continued to overflow from above.

The stone is in the shape of a pot, rounded in the middle, and the mouth of the pot is slender, but there is a backgrou that constantly overflows from the mouth of the pot.

"Jiuquan eyes?"

When Fang Yuan met, it was a glimpse, and there was no doubt.

His right hand arm is light and comfortable, picking up the stone jug, but his look is a change: "Really a hip flask... Lingbao?"

It is rumored that among the spirits, there is another tributary of the pulsator, which can forge all kinds of incredible spirits.

Compared with the means of the refiner, the spirits themselves explored and refining the tactics, which became garbage and dispensable.

"Endless hip flask? It's a good treasure!"

Fang Yuan sighed, and his hands were strong, and the debris on the stone pots slid down, showing the true face of this spirit pot.

The pot material is non-gold non-jade, the surface is dark, the mouth has a thin line, and a pot lid is involved. At this time, it is open. When it is inverted, a spirit wine will flow out from it.

"Good baby, really good baby!"

Fang Yuan put the lid on the lid, and the wine suddenly stopped spilling, and the rich wine gradually spread.

"This jug, I am afraid it is not specially arranged, but it is just a kind of spiritual treasure that is discarded by hand."

Fang Yuan’s eyes gradually widened, and the taboo of the dreamer went up to the next level.

From the point of view of possessing this spiritual treasure, the other's net worth, I am afraid that no less than his own master asked the heart of the lay.

And, acting secretly, 80% is the inheritance of evil.

If you want to force it, it’s hard to say that it’s hard to say.

Oh!

In the fog, the lake rippled, the water rippled, Fang Yuan’s figure emerged, and jumped up to the shore.

On the body, the vitality is running, and a lot of water vapor emerges.

In the white smoke, the clothes gradually dry and instantly return to refreshing.

Fang Yuan opened the lid and drank a sip of spirits.

Hula!

A line of fire, immediately straight down the throat, hovering in the lower abdomen, open the pores of the body, the whole body is comfortable, which is wonderful, it is hard to say.

"The fun in the wine is nothing more than this!"

This spirit is not diluted, the degree of richness is ten times that of water?

Just a bite, Fang Yuan is a bit stunned, and Yuan Li is running and recovering.

"Good wine, really good wine!"

He praised and praised again, and looked at the island.

The island is small in size, but it is green and has a lot of strong breath. It is obviously not a good thing.

If it weren't for the aura of the island that was not strong enough, Fang Yuan would almost think it was another spiritual land.

"The treasure map refers to the memory of the spirit fish king, all here!"

Fang Yuan was silent, and immediately went into the jungle without going back.

"Hey!"

This jungle is very strange, and there are many strange sounds coming.

Fang Yuan passed through a bush, and suddenly saw a green snake entrenched on the mound, and swallowed in the fog, as if the mind had been opened!

"roll!"

This snake is probably not inferior to the 12-mart-mart-marturers who are more successful than the martial arts. However, Fang Yuan’s eyes are picked up, and a suffocating smack comes out on his own.

"Hey!"

The green snake originally vomited a letter, and made a temperament, and it was fierce and arrogant, but in the face of the momentum of a mountain, it suddenly smashed, and immediately slammed its tail, and quickly let go, for fear of slowing down one step, it would provoke Kill the **** behind you.

"Well, it's still smart!"

Fang Yuan no longer hides, a breath of breath!

Why is he so advanced at this time?

It is not only the warrior of the peak of Juyuan, but also the dreamer!

Adding the two is not a simple matter of one plus one.

In a time, a horrible atmosphere swept across the island. Those powerful beasts only felt like a stormy sea, and the momentum of the kingdom was raging on the island, even forcing them to retreat.

With a weak foundation, he even squatted directly and expressed his surrender to this breath.

"Haha... the big man is like this!"

Fang Yuan laughed, and immediately swayed and searched on the island.

With the previous deterrence, no matter what the beasts, they are not afraid to let go.

"This island..."

After careful investigation, Fang Yuan’s harvest is also very amazing: “I am afraid that it has been used as a means. The great supernatural powers of the two divisions are usually outside the world. Only a few days after the drunken festival will suddenly appear. Put it in peacetime, even if you turn the drunk moon lake into the sky, you can't find it here!"

The more so, the more amazing the means of the dreamer who did not know the inheritance.

Fang Yuan licked his lips and came to the center of the island.

It has been obviously transformed here, and the previous mountain ranges disappeared, and the fractures seemed to be cut off by human beings.

On the original mountain range, it was built a very large white marble square. The length and the width are incredible to the extreme. There are a lot of statues around, the lines are soft, and the strokes are all vivid.

These statues have characters, birds, and more beasts. The eyes are made of black gems, swaying and shining, and they are so dynamic that they seem to be alive in the next moment.

"Ok?"

After coming here, Fang Yuan suddenly felt that a thing in his arms was faintly hot.

Look out, it is the five ghost gate treasure map!

At this time, the clouds on the treasure map are uncertain, and the red marks are more dazzling, emitting a slight radiance.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get a tiger, and the left and right are just one inheritance... Since you set it up, you must hope that some people can inherit from future generations, and the danger will not be great!"

Fang Yuan set his mind and came to the center of the square in accordance with the instructions of the treasure map.

Here, the huge white marble stone carved into a loft-like appearance, with seven or forty-nine buildings, each of which has a breath of suppression, mysterious, as if forming a certain formation.

According to the map, Fang Yuan bypassed the institution and went directly to the center of the Hanbaiyu Square.

"If there is a legacy, it is here!"

He opened the treasure map and looked at the more and more flashing marks, and he was speechless.

Hey!

Outside, many statues rang together.

It seems that it should be normal, and the treasure map on Fang Yuan’s hand also began to ignite without wind.

Immediately, a stream of light emerged from the center of the square and directly fell into the square eyebrow.

He looked at it and went so far in it, and there seemed to be a strange flow in his eyes, and he fell into a strange dream.