In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two had disappeared into a small dot. The Qingyan Demon Lord gritted his teeth. These two guys were really creating a worrying atmosphere all the time, and they didn't even give in to breathing.

He bent down and grabbed a handful of five-color sand and put it in his arms. Such five-color sand is rare in the world. Since he has come, he has to take some away.

He lit the ground with his toes, and his body suddenly chased towards the direction where the two disappeared like a meteor.

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Legend has it that there are three fairy mountains in the East China Sea, Penglai, Fangzhang and Yingzhou, which are the residences of gods and men, and mortals do not know where they are.

This legend has been passed down from a distant ancient times. To this day, Qingyan Huoxuan has only heard of its name and has never seen what the three still climbing to the immortal mountain looks like...

The two followed Yutian Xuanhuang to fly on the vast sea for a long time, and they felt that the temperature of the air was gradually getting colder.

The Qingyan Demon Lord shivered for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Demon Emperor, don't you know where the Yingzhou Immortal Mountain is?"

"It's almost..." Yu Tian Xuanhuang took a deep breath, and the fishy and salty one could already smell the increasingly rich spiritual energy in the wind.

Half a day later, the sky became dark and the moon rose on my head. The thin crescent moon that night was like a girl's eyebrows, small and thin, and almost invisible.

Right ahead, Qingyan suddenly saw a little light, like a lighthouse on the sea, gradually expanding.

Yutian Xuanhuang pointed to the light spot in front of him and said, "That's it, we're here."

Qingyan Huoxuan was excited and immediately accelerated toward the legendary Yingzhou Immortal Mountain.

Soon, the three of them came to Yingzhou Fairy Mountain and got closer and finally could see its full picture.

Qing Yan swallowed his mouth. This is the legendary fairy mountain. Sure enough... extraordinary.

In between, a fairy mountain that was thousands of feet high stood on the sea, like a pillar that raised the sky, emitting a faint white light. When you squint your eyes and look carefully, you can even see that the fairy mountain was constantly absorbing the essence of heaven and earth that surged from the surroundings.

On the fairy mountain, there are lush trees, no towers, very quiet, and you can't even hear the sound of insects.

Huo Xuan sighed: "So, this is Yingzhou Immortal Mountain?"

It was already halfway through the night, and Yu Tian Xuanhuang had no time to sigh with them about the magical skills of Yingzhou Immortal Mountain.

He ordered: "You all know the divine beasts in all directions guarding Yingzhou. This emperor is responsible for the Qinglong and White Tiger, Huo Xuan is responsible for the Xuanwu, and Qingyan is responsible for the Vermillion Bird. We must take their beast souls before sunrise before their spiritual energy recovers to its peak state."

Everyone knows that the four kinds of divine beasts are the four kinds of divine beasts that are often called the four spirits.

Therefore, the four divine beasts in Yingzhou Fairy Mountain are divided in this way.

The blue dragon is in the east, the white tiger is in the west, the vermilion bird is in the south, and the Xuanwu is in the north.

Among the four spirits, the white tiger has the greatest lethality, especially the white tiger is the god of war, which is the main killer...

In comparison, Zhuque and Xuanwu are slightly weaker.
Chapter completed!