Ye Feng just stepped across the door, feeling that his pores and nasal cavity were blocked, and he couldn't breathe at all.

At this level of cultivation, even if he didn't breathe for ten days and ten nights, he wouldn't die. Why did Ye Feng feel so suffocated, even unable to breathe, as if a 10,000-jin boulder was pressed against his chest, which could crush his body at any time.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was sinking into a sea, and the powerful oppressive force came from the sea.

The terrible pressure made Ye Feng unable to move, like a drowning child, struggling constantly in the sea, wanting to get out of trouble and breathe fresh air.

That kind of suffocating feeling made Ye Feng a headache, and even wanted to go crazy. One can imagine what it feels like when a person's breathing is blocked.

Under the seabed, Ye Feng kept twitching, struggling to swim up to the surface of the sea, no matter how he swims, as if the sea surface was still far away from him.

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, Ye Feng smelled the smell of death, but he kept calm at all times and quickly calmed down. Blindly struggling is useless, and he must find a way to leave here.

With the first two layers as an example, Ye Feng immediately stopped his body and glanced around. It turned out that this was also a universe, but the sky was full of sea water, blocking Ye Feng's way out.

"Water, this is three thousand drownings, a rare source of water in the universe. When humans come in, they will block the five senses and senses. Even immortals will be drowned."

In Ye Feng's mind, there was a lot of information about drowning, and it turned out that he had fallen into three thousand drowning.

"What to do!" Three thousand drowning, even a drop is heavier than a thousand catties. No wonder Ye Feng felt so depressed and almost suffocated.

It is obviously unrealistic and impossible to swim out. The only way is to solve the mystery of drowning before they have a chance to leave here.

Every minute of delay, Ye Feng's chance of survival decreases by one point, and the time passed by one minute and one second, and Ye Feng's face rose to the color of pig liver. It is conceivable that he is very uncomfortable now.

Wanting to communicate with Mu Bai, I hope he can help think of a way. Under the squeeze of drowning, Ye Feng couldn't even release his spiritual consciousness, and was completely imprisoned.

Everything depends on him, can't solve the mystery of drowning, can only stay here forever.

"Three thousand drowning, I only take a scoop!"

Ye Feng remembered a sentence, 3,000 drowning is a rare source of water in the universe, the essence of water. Someone once encountered it, but just said one sentence, which is exactly what Ye Feng said just now, meaning that no matter how much drowning, you can There is only one scoop to drink.

Closing his eyes, Ye Feng meditated quietly. He has understood the element of water. This drowning is the essence of water, and there must be similarities in it.

"Water flows thousands of feet a day!"

"Wanzhang Waterfall Broken Bridge!"

"Rivers, lakes and seas are everywhere!"

"Only three thousand drowning domes!"

This passage of Ye Feng contains all the profound meaning of water in the universe, whether it is water flow, waterfall, rivers, lakes, or even three thousand drowning.

Three thousand avenues, everything is inseparable from this sect, the universe is one family, where the heaven and the earth come from, where the mankind comes, trace the origin, everything is nothing but the universe.

Suddenly, Ye Feng felt a lot of pressure around him, and slowly opened his eyes, and found that drowning was slowly decreasing, and soon became a drop of water, floating above the void.

Reaching out and squeezing it towards the water drop, the water drop exploded directly, a portal appeared in front of Ye Feng, and the third floor was broken like this.

Ye Feng couldn't believe it, he even thought he was dead just now.

Fortunately, he has comprehended the element of water, so it is relatively simple to realize it. It will not be the upper layers, but the power of the five elements will appear.

Ye Feng secretly guessed that, after all, there have been a lot of things like this, the cycle of the five elements, once there, a few other things will definitely appear together, otherwise the five elements will not be satisfactory.

Stepping across the door, Ye Feng returned to the third floor of Jianzhuxing Pavilion. The same scene, the same picture, still octagonal, surrounded by walls, nothing can be seen, only a palm-sized mirror hung on the wall.

"Boy, what happened just now, why did I lose contact with you."

Mu Bai jumped out for the first time. He felt like he was going to die just now. He had lost contact with Ye Feng and was almost squeezed into meat sauce.

"I encountered three thousand drowning."

Ye Feng curled his lips and said helplessly, he himself thought he was going to die, let alone Mu Bai.

"Three thousand drowning, such a rare thing unexpectedly appeared."

Mu Bai was also surprised, this kind of water source is only available in the fairy world, how could it appear here.

"It's not really three thousand drowning, it should have evolved. If three thousand drowning really, such a big ocean would have crushed me to death."

Ye Feng took a deep breath and guessed some clues. If three thousand were really drowned, he would have died long ago. Every layer here is an illusion, but it is extremely real.

It's like the first level of the star field, the second level of time law, and the third level of 3,000 drowning just now.

Hearing that it was not the real three thousand drowning, Mu Bai was still afraid of it, after all, this Jianzhuxing Pavilion was full of too many crises, and every time it was dangerous.

"Look at what's here."

Having tasted the sweetness just now, Mu Bai was a little anxious, and couldn't wait to know what would be on this level.

Ye Feng pointed to the mirror hanging on the wall, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. This mirror couldn't even look at the treasure.

"mirror?"

Mu Bai also rolled his eyes, and he didn't understand why there was a mirror on the third floor with no signs of magic weapons.

If it is a fairy artifact, it is quite normal. What can this mirror represent?

When Ye Feng approached, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, and the Eye of the Sky Witch opened by itself, shooting out a ray of light directly into the mirror, and Ye Feng saw himself in the mirror.

A exactly the same self, doing the same thing, what is going on.

"This is the treasure of the Witch Clan!"

Ye Feng immediately made a judgment that this thing should have something to do with the Wu clan.

Without time to explain, Ye Feng picked up the mirror and put it away first. When he went out, he slowly studied it. Ye Feng felt very familiar with this thing, and it must be a treasure of the Wu clan.

Taking off the mirror, there was a wave of fluctuations on the wall, the door to the fourth floor appeared, and Ye Feng quickly walked in.

Time is limited, Ye Feng must walk the tenth floor within 20 days, otherwise he will never be able to go out.

Walking into the golden ripples leading to the fourth floor, it is no surprise that the sky is full of yellow sand oncoming, Ye Feng is wrapped in the yellow sand and can't see through anything, as if the sky and the earth are all yellow.

"At this time, the power of the thick soil fills the endless thick earth!"

Every step Ye Feng takes is extremely difficult, as if his feet are growing on the ground.

Sometimes it was really what he was afraid of. Ye Feng found that his feet couldn't move. He was wrapped in yellow sand and rooted in the ground. If he couldn't untie it, he would probably grow here for the rest of his life.

The yellow sand is getting more and more, but in a blink of an eye, the yellow sand has not passed Ye Feng's ankle and is still rising. At this speed, I am afraid that it can completely submerge Ye Feng in one hour.

"The earth contains all things, the sky hangs the image, the material is taken from the earth, and the law is taken from the sky. It is to respect the sky and be close to the earth. Therefore, the people are taught to be good."

This is a book that Ye Feng has ever read. It records that the **** of the earth, he is the goddess of the earth, and there is the goddess of the earth to fill the sky, and the **** of the earth is in charge of the fertility of the Yang. In ancient times, there were many gods and Fuxi. Great God and so on, Hou Tu Great God is just one of them.

Ye Feng was meticulously recalling the information about the earth, and time was passing fast, and the yellow sand soon buried his knees, and Ye Feng was completely immobile.

Mu Bai also got out, watching Ye Feng being wrapped in the power of the earth, he was very nervous, and couldn't help at all. Ye Feng had to learn about it by himself, otherwise no one would be able to help him.

"Earth, the source of all things, is also the source of life. The beginning of life is earth. Without the power of thick earth, how could life be born."

Ye Feng muttered to himself, it seemed wrong, and he felt this kind of mood.

Nothing can survive without the power of the thick soil. Whether it is plants or animals, they all walk on the thick soil. Therefore, the thick soil nurtures them, so that all things can flourish and green plants can enjoy. Growth.

Let the grass, trees, cattle and sheep grow faster, and let mankind build homes, open up territories, and create a new world.

Ye Feng was scenting his body, even letting his body touch the earth. At this moment, he had merged with the earth, and the yellow sand had already spread over his waist.

Ye Feng could only stand quietly on the spot, but couldn't do anything. He let out a wry smile as he watched the influx of yellow sand.

"What is soil, and what is soil? It has nurtured us, and what we have fed back to it, it seems that the soil has always been paying, and human beings are asking for it."

Ye Feng kept smiling bitterly, human beings just ask for it blindly, never considering the feeling of the thick soil, everything in the universe, everything has its spirit and its nature.

More than half an hour passed, and the yellow sand filled Ye Feng's neck, and his breathing began to swift. Ye Feng reluctantly opened his eyes, a little decadent, he had never been so decadent before.

Even when facing life and death, Ye Feng faced it calmly.

Even in the face of thousands of pursuits, Ye Feng can still be indifferent.

But at this time, Ye Feng was really decadent, a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart.

No one can understand Ye Feng's feelings. Every step taken in these years has been filled with hardships, and how dangerous the process is. A wrong step is forever.

"Feed in!"

Ye Feng suddenly remembered the two words, that is, to give to. Hou Tu contributed its own material to flowers, plants and trees, and also dedicated its own essence to build houses for mankind.

But humans also feed on the thick soil, such as flowers, plants and trees. Without their vigorous growth, the thick soil is just a piece of yellow sand, which cannot condense, or even evolve into hard rocks.

The world and everything complement each other, and what Ye Feng has to do is to contribute.

In an instant, Ye Feng felt like a giant tree growing on the thick soil. His body was growing miraculously, step by step, and the yellow sand that was about to submerge to the top of his head suddenly stopped.