Zhuo Wen only felt that the world was spinning, and there was a wave of dizziness in his head, as if he was crossing a passage at a certain location at a rapid speed. lā

Bang!

A dull collision sounded, and Zhuo Wen only felt that his back was hit hard, and there was a heart-rending pain, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spit out.

Zhuo Wen reluctantly got up, and hurriedly took out a lot of healing pills from the big world, and swallowed them into his stomach in one go, which barely suppressed the terrifying injuries in his body.

However, even so, the injuries in his body were still terrifying, and it was extremely difficult for him to move now.

Zhuo Wen summoned the three divine swords of the Thunder Fire Sword, the Death Sacrifice Sword, and the Blood Immortal Sword, and after the three sword lights surrounded him, forming a powerful defense, he dared to relax.

The place where he teleported was a strange place after all, and who knew if there would be any danger, so he was naturally just in case.

"Boy, you have gained a lot this time, how many Tongtian-level artifacts have been collected? You are useless to those artifacts, why don't you leave them to us to deal with!"

Xiao Hei sat on the hilt of the Thunder Fire Sword, looking at Zhuo Wen with glowing eyes, his eyes were like a hungry and thirsty extreme pervert, looking at a peerless beauty, as different as he wanted, which gave Zhuo Wen goosebumps.

Xiao Hei is an instrument cultivator after all, and if they want to advance quickly, they must have precious refining materials or high-level artifacts.

Moreover, when Zhuo Wen put away those artifacts, he was actually for Xiao Hei and them, so he readily agreed to Xiao Hei and planned to hand over the subdued earth artifacts to them.

Xiao Hei was ecstatic, and said a few words of sycophancy.

Zhuo Wen no longer paid attention to Xiao Hei, and his eyes fell on the surrounding environment.

He found that he was in a depression in the heart of a mountain range.

And what made Zhuo Wen frown was that the surrounding mountains were very unusual.

Because these mountains are actually the color of the starry sky, twinkling with a little starlight.

Zhuo Wen's divine thoughts began to stretch out, and soon the entire mountain range was enveloped in it.

He was shocked because from his divine perspective, this huge mountain range looked like a giant from the sky.

It's as if a giant was lying on his back in this space, and finally turned into this mountain range.

"This breath...... So familiar!"

Zhuo Wen's divine thoughts were constantly wandering over the mountain range, and he actually felt a familiar feeling around him.

Moreover, the blood in his body also began to boil continuously the moment he entered this mountain range, like boiling water, rolling endlessly, churning, as if something was calling the blood in his body.

"This is definitely the place where Pangu fell!"

Zhuo Wen guessed in his heart and was pleasantly surprised, this kind of resonance from the bloodline, he would never be wrong, after all, he had obtained a part of the Pangu inheritance, and he cultivated the Pangu Holy Body, so he was too familiar with the breath of Pangu.

Zhuo Wen's divine thoughts continued to wander in the mountain range, and found that the mountain range was very vast, as if there was no end.

And he also found that the space where the mountain range is located is very wonderful, it is similar to the starry sky, but it seems to be more wonderful than the starry sky, it is another space beyond the starry sky, and it is far more advanced than the world space where he was before.

"Huh, what's that?"

Zhuo Wen's divine thoughts followed the trend of the mountain range, constantly deriving, and finally found an anomaly in the extreme distance, that is, in the second half of the mountain range.

In the second half of the mountain range, he saw that the mountain range behind this second half was pitch black, and there was no starlight flickering, like a dilapidated and dead starry sky.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen also sensed a very powerful aura of death in the second half of the mountain range.

This breath of death died unusually, not the breath of decay and destruction, but an aura of silence and emptiness, this breath made Zhuo Wen very Lingran, and even a thick feeling of hair.

Silence and emptiness, it is a state of nothingness, whether it is matter or feeling, there is nothing, in this environment, Zhuo Wen even has a sense of confusion whether he is alive or alive.

This feeling was so uncomfortable that Zhuo Wen had a self-cutting impulse.

"That's not right!"

Zhuo Wen suddenly woke up, and hurriedly took his thoughts back, his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"What is the second half of the mountain, and how does it give me this feeling?"

Zhuo Wen was shocked, he felt that in the second half of the mountain range, there was a power that far surpassed him and this starry sky.

The power was strange, like a moisturizing thing silently invading his soul, as if it could deprive him of his sanity, and control him to make him feel loveless, so as to start an act of self-judgment.

Zhuo Wen had a hunch that the energy in the second half of the mountain range was terrifying, and he must not enter that place at will.

And Zhuo Wen had a feeling that the strange energy in the second half of the period, like a virus, was eroding this mountain range, this feeling was very strange, but it appeared in his mind abruptly.

"Let's figure out this place first!"

Zhuo Wen sighed lightly, his injuries were too serious now, whether it was to find out the situation here, or to explore the truth about the land where Pangu fell, he had to recover from his injuries first.

Zhuo Wen began to continuously arrange the defensive array and the trapping and killing array around him, and it took him a full day to arrange a large enough powerful and complex array before he stopped moving.

The Thunder Fire Sword, the Death Sacrifice Sword, and the Blood Immortal Sword were included in the big world by him, and he handed over the harvest artifacts to Xiao Hei for him to assign to cultivate.

Xiao Hei's progress is obvious, he has evolved to the middle stage of the Tongtian level, as long as he absorbs these artifact words, Zhuo Wen feels that Xiao Hei's evolution to the late stage of the Tongtian level is completely fine.

And Ziwei Xingjun is still healing in the big world, his injuries are even more serious than Zhuo Wen, almost half dead, and his recovery power is much worse than Zhuo Wen, if he wants to recover completely, it is much slower than Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen looked at his almost fragmented body and shook his head with a wry smile, he knew that it would take a lot of resources and time for his injuries to fully recover.

He is not afraid of resources, after all, he has killed so many Heavenly Lord powerhouses, and he has not let go of any of their spiritual rings, and the resources on his body are probably more than the foundation of any race and tribe in the Flood Desolate Heaven Domain.

He was mainly worried that the time it would take for him to fully recover might be relatively long, and he roughly estimated that it would take at least a month or so.

During this period of time in Zhuo Wen's healing place, not only the name of Long Wen was spread all over the Flood Desolate Heavenly Domain, but even the Xuanqi Heavenly Domain was the same, and he learned that something big had happened to the Wu Clan in the Flood Desolate Heavenly Domain.

They knew that a genius of a small clan named Long Wen had killed the patriarchs and powerhouses of five of the ten major races with the power of one person, and had also destroyed dozens of patriarchs of the great clan, and even wiped out the Holy Lord and the High Priest of the Wu Clan.

What's even more terrifying is that even the Witch God City was not spared, and the Witch God City was razed to the ground.