Chapter 632 The Lost Forest Seeks Immortals. It is a vast jungle, you can't see the edge at a glance, in it, the figures are moving, the wild beasts are fluttering, fighting together, the scene is very chaotic, and it seems that these wild beasts have basically reached the realm of Wuzun, so when these people enter it, they have suffered a big loss under the claws of these fierce wild beasts, and even more than a dozen have been shot to death on the spot.

Retracting his gaze, Feng Hao saw that there was a stone tablet not far from the entrance, which read, "Looking for immortals in the forest, breaking through the hundred puppet formations alone, and bravely breaking through the Nine Heavens!"

"These should be the three major levels laid by the Great Sage of War Heaven this time!"

After Yan Qing read it softly, she spoke.

"Three levels?"

Feng Hao was also a little stunned.

Seeking a fairy in the forest.

It should be said that it is the boundless jungle in front of you.

Looking at the density of the desolate beasts inside, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Where is this where ordinary people can come?

Shengwei suppressed everyone's cultivation at the peak of the Martial Sect, but released a group of desolate beasts from the Martial Venerable Realm inside!

Fighting Wuzun with Wuzong, is this what ordinary people can do?

And, the main thing, this is still the first level!

Therefore, after seeing this scene, Feng Hao is Zhilu Dao, the inheritance of this Zhantian Great Sage is definitely not something that can be obtained by luck, because the Zhantian Great Sage was not a prestige that was broken out by luck at the beginning!

He doesn't need a lucky successor!

And this first level, which is also the basic level, must rely on the cultivation of the Martial Sect to find the so-called immortal traces in the jungle where the Wuzun desolate beasts are running everywhere.

This is enough to make many people retreat, but the rest are all talented people!

And now Feng Hao and a few people can also see that the Lang Evil Holy Son, the Beidou Holy Son and many other Holy Sons are still incomparably powerful, with the realm of the Martial Sect coming and going freely in this jungle, some wild beasts attacked, all of them were solved by their moves, compared with the bitter battles in other places, up and down, at a glance!

They can use Wuzun against Wuzun, and Wuzong against Wuzun, what is this for them?

And the other two major levels, although I don't know what the road looks like, but just by listening to the name, it is definitely difficult!

"Whew!"

Feng Hao exhaled, and immediately a pair of eyes were filled with blazing purple flames, like two demonic flames, devouring people's hearts.

The purple qi that has been promoted to the heaven level is naturally different from before, not only can it see farther, but it also seems to be more able to perceive the essence of this heaven and earth, and some ordinary and unseen great rhymes can also penetrate the hole within the purple pupil.

"Huh?"

Feng Hao himself felt that the entire jungle was within sight, but he still didn't find any traces, and after a while, he put away his purple pupils with some doubts, and shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't find any traces.

"Let's go look for it first, how about it?"

Feng Hao proposed.

After all, the time limit for the opening of the Zhantian Ancient Tomb is only seven days, and at that time, the entire people in the ancient tomb will be excluded, and this time is different from the past, because Xue Yan, the Xiangtian Master, said that he saw it above the Heavenly Phase, and this time someone will inherit the mantle of the Zhantian Great Sage.

"That's all there is to it. ”

Yan Qing nodded, and the four of them did not separate, but went on the road together, heading towards the depths of the jungle.

And not long after everyone entered, above the abyss of death, there came a group of people with dead breath, without the slightest life in their bodies, like dead people.

After coming to the abyss, under the stunned gaze of others, they jumped down without hesitation, the thick poisonous miasma in the abyss seemed to be unable to corrupt them, and after everyone entered the bronze gate, they also quietly sneaked in.

About an hour or so, the silver moon on the sky dome gradually faded, and the glow on the bronze gate suddenly weakened a lot, and slowly closed with a loud bang

It's been a whole day since they came to the Zhantian Ancient Tomb, and everyone is scurrying around the jungle like headless flies, looking for the so-called fairy trace.

Strange to say, thousands of wild beasts are killed every day, but it seems that there are no fewer wild beasts in this jungle, and it seems that there are more and more of them, and the situation is very strange.

"Is this first level just to weed out some people?"

Looking at the team that was extinguished by the desolate beasts one by one, Feng Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.

The area of this jungle is not very large, and at the end of the day, he has almost turned around in this jungle twice, except for the jungle or the jungle, there is no difference, let alone the so-called fairy trace.

And now that he found out that the number of desolate beasts was abnormal, Feng Hao couldn't help but be suspicious.

In this day, no less than ten teams have been extinguished by the desolate beasts, and there are not even bones left that have been gnawed.

If you want to get it, you must pay it first, there is no free lunch in the world, if you want to get this Zhantian inheritance, and you are not willing to shed blood and sacrifice, it is impossible.

Big Lang Gold Rush!

Feng Hao could imagine that at least half of these people were going to be planted on this first level!

The first level is already like this, what about the second level, the third level?

Many people retreated, only to find that the bronze gate had been closed, and they retreated to the door, uniting to resist the attack of the beasts, waiting for the seven-day time limit to pass.

And the major saints also seemed to have noticed this anomaly, so they all stopped, hung one by one, or sat on the treetops, waiting for the appearance of the fairy trace.

"Drink!"

With a loud roar, the man of the King Kong clan in Yan Qing's mouth directly tore a huge desolate beast in half, and the blood and intestines drenched him, he was not dirty, but slapped his chest and roared, the momentum was violent, so that the desolate beasts in the jungle did not dare to approach him again.

The strength is terrifying, and it can tear apart the desolate beasts of the Wuzun realm with bare hands!

And the remnant of the blood demon, flowing with blood-like energy, there is a desolate beast attacking, it is directly swallowed up by the bright red energy, there will be nothing left, it is extremely terrifying!

Lang Evil Holy Son, his hands connected to the dots, and incandescent beams of light burst out from his fingertips, piercing the heads of one desolate beast after another, all of them killing with one blow.

Although his realm was suppressed at the peak of the Martial Sect, it was still easy to kill the desolate beasts of the Martial Venerable realm, and it seemed that there was no effort at all.

On Feng Hao's side, Yan Qing held a long sword, the thunder whip was swayed, and with a whip down, no wild beast could withstand it, and for a while, the wild beast also avoided this direction.

"Ah!!h

A terrible scream rang out suddenly, and I saw a glorious holy son, covered in blood, flying high like a ghost, and a pair of eyes full of horror looking straight at the jungle below.

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