"What's the little guy's name?"

Fan Xi was very surprised. When he heard that it was the golden winged Mirs, he immediately became interested in it. It had the blood of the Kunpeng. He knew how powerful it was to grow up to the extreme and return to its ancestors.

"I haven't got up yet. How about calling a chicken? It's creaky?"

Fan Xi a head black line, this is what name, it is too ugly, at least is a Peng.

"Gee! Creak! Creak

Looking at fan Xi's expression, the little guy knows that chicken is definitely not a good name, protesting discontentedly.

"The level of your name, why don't you call it bird? I'll call it pengpeng. It's lovely and grand."

An Su East nodded, the name of what doesn't matter, call smooth mouth go.

Fan Xi looked at the little guy again: "the little guy's name is Peng Peng. This name is very domineering. I hope one day you will become a real Kun Peng."

The little guy flapped his wings happily and was very happy. I can see that he likes the name very much.

"It's a name you two have. It's not powerful at all. I think Zhan Peng is the best. It's very domineering."

The old monster interrupts in Dantian and is very dissatisfied with the name of pengpeng. An Sudong ignores it directly. Zhan Peng is really vulgar.

Fan Xi said: "OK, younger martial brother, let's start now. If we go late, the time for the ruins will pass, and we can't catch up."

An Sudong nodded, took out his spirit sword and drove up in the air.

Fan Xi's magic weapon is a trident. An Sudong saw this magic weapon for the first time. It looks very strange. The magic weapon is full of spirituality. It makes a buzzing sound. It sounds very harsh. It has the effect of spiritual attack.

The Trident rises in the air, like a dragon going out to sea, and like an eagle spreading its wings. It seems that this magic weapon is shaped by him, which is highly compatible with himself.

As he was on his way, an Sudong casually asked, "elder martial brother, where is the entrance to the endless ruins? How can I get in? There is still a time limit."

Fan Xi explained: "endless ruins have a long history. There are entrances all over the world. There are all kinds of magical creatures in them. People with abilities all over the world can try them. There are vampires, witches, werewolves and knights. They can only be opened once a year."

"Knight?"

This is the first time that an Sudong has heard about this profession.

"Vampires, werewolves and witches are more evil. Knights are similar to our friars. They have their own way of cultivation and are naturally hostile to vampires and werewolves." Fan Xi said.

An Su Dong shook his head. "The world seems very complicated. I thought monks were dominating the world, but I thought it was too simple before."

After leaving Penglai Fairy Island, fan Xi went all the way to the South China Sea. The entrance to the ruins was on an unknown island, which was the nearest and safest place.

Finally, fan Xi pointed to a small island not far away and said, "it's just ahead. There are a lot of people coming."

Looking into the distance, an Sudong saw an island full of people. He was very surprised to see thousands of monks in jiedan period for the first time.

"So many people, not only from Penglai Fairy Island?"

An Su Dong frowned. He smelled danger from it. He didn't forget the fight among the demon clan relics last time.

"Oh, our holy land is only more than 1000 monks in jiedan period. There are two other holy places and other caves here, but it's rare for so many people to come all of a sudden..." fan Xi turned to an Sudong and told him, "it seems that the rumor is true. The inner layer really needs to be opened. This time we should be careful!"

Fan Xi always feels calm to an Sudong, and his breath is very gentle. At this time, another murderous breath comes from him. An Sudong can't help but get nervous. No matter how fierce he is, he can't stop dozens of friars. In case of a group attack, it's hard for him to escape.

He nodded to show that he knew, and then asked: "elder martial brother, how many layers are there in this relic?"

There are few ruins he has visited, and each one is different.

Fan Xi's face was full of fascination. "It's said that there are three layers. I've heard master say that he only went to the second layer. That was more than 1000 years ago. Master was in the late jiedan period. The second layer opened once more than 1000 years. It's full of good things left by high-level monks. Moreover, master vaguely revealed that the endless relics were left by spiritual monks."

The spiritual world is very far away for him. All the monks above the apotheosis stage can destroy the heaven and the earth, move mountains and fill the sea. It is needless to say that the treasures left by these monks.

When they speak, they have already landed on the island. The people on the island are divided into several groups. Fan Xi takes an Sudong to the group on the far left.

"Elder martial brother fan, you're here too. Now we have the backbone."

"With elder martial brother fan, we are not afraid of anything."

Seeing fan Xi's arrival, a burst of cheers broke out in the crowd, because there were the same kind of marks in his body. An Sudong knew that these people were from Penglai Fairy Island. After a look, there were almost 200 people, which was also a huge number.

"I've met elder martial brother fan."

Dong Feng sees fan Xi coming and politely says hello. Fan Xi is the first person under Yuanying of Penglai Fairy Island, and has the highest prestige in Penglai Fairy Island.

"Did the headmaster ever talk about endless ruins?" Fan Xi did not know whether the speculation was accurate.

"It's very likely that the second layer will be opened. In recent years, the seal inside has become weaker and weaker. You can see the outline of the second layer. Either this year or next year, according to the leader's name list, I found all these from the holy land. I've been to miraculous peak, and you haven't come back at that time. Now elder martial brother fan is here, I'm relieved."

Dong Feng's expression is very serious. These monks are all strong in the holy land. If the second floor is really opened, it is estimated that half of the 200 people will come back. More than 1000 years ago, when the second floor of endless ruins was opened, more than 300 people came to Penglai Fairy Island. Only more than 80 monks came out, and all the rest died in it.

Fan Xi knew that master already knew about it, but he didn't tell himself. However, jueyako always did. As long as his apprentice could handle it, he would not care too much. Fan Xi was used to it for a long time.

After pondering for a while, fan Xi looked at the crowd, "this trip is very dangerous. After you go in, you must gather together to prevent them from attacking separately. The gathering place is in the dune mountain, where the surrounding is not too dangerous. You should pay attention to the defense after you get there first."

Seeing his cautious expression, everyone nodded, and the atmosphere became silent for a moment.

Just at this time, several friars came over. The man at the head held up his head and squinted at fan Xi. Standing on one side, an Sudong saw fan Xi's eyebrows wrinkled. It seemed that this man had a bad relationship with fan Xi.

Sure enough, the man then sneered: "Yo, isn't this fan Xi, the first master of Penglai Fairy Island, you also come to join in the fun, be careful you can't go home!"

"Zhao Xiong, you'd better come out alive. In the Holy Land competition, I'll beat you to your knees and beg for mercy!"

Fan Xi is not polite. She exudes an irresistible momentum when she speaks. Some friars nearby can't help retreating. This is a subconscious reaction.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll die in it. I'd better not touch you."

Zhao Xiong stares at fan Xi and licks his lower lip. He makes a killing gesture on his hand. An Sudong's mood fluctuates a little. Just when the other person makes a gesture, a strong breath comes from him. He looks no weaker than fan Xi.

"Then we'll see!"

Fan Xi is also a sneer, did not show weakness, to their state, will not bow to anyone, will not easily admit defeat.