Chijin Sea, outside the Heavenly Pagoda.

Situ Qianjian was still waiting patiently, he was cultivating everywhere, it didn't matter.

Two martial saints walked out of the Heavenly Gift Tower, looking at the exhausted and haggard state, they should have just finished the canonization.

"Hey, third child, I almost died in it, the experience of this Tianci Tower is so difficult. ”

"Second brother, in the end, it's done, you have used two months longer than me, and the longer they say, the greater the achievement. I'm miserable, it's a nameless gift, and I won't have a face in the future. ”

"Alas, the third child, what's wrong with the nameless? You see that Wen is famous all over the world, and it is not the same as a nameless gift. ”

"I can't figure it out..."

The two suddenly stopped talking, looking at the black-haired old man who appeared out of thin air in front of them, they knew this person, who had been sitting and cultivating by a bonfire outside the first town for more than half a year.

This person is Situ Qianjian, who is still pale at the moment, but there seems to be a slight anger between his eyebrows.

"Wen Yiming is a nameless gift, and it appears on the heaven-sent tablet?"

Situ Qianjian felt that there was no reason, with his strength, Wen Yiming had really completed the gift, how could he leave without knowing it, his perception was locked in the Heavenly Gift Tower at any time, and he never took it back for a moment.

Besides, with Wen Yiming's talent and combat power, it will be a nameless gift, and it will be a big joke in the world!

Situ Qianjian saw that the two of them nodded hurriedly, and floated into the Tianci Pagoda with a light breeze.

He stood in front of the Tianci Monument, glanced at it, his brows finally furrowed, Zha Jian and Bi Kang behind him did not make a sound, they also saw Wen Yiming's name, and they were also a little disbelieving.

"What a nameless gift!"

Situ Qianjian spoke slowly, still with doubts in his tone.

His task is to kill Wen Yiming, but it does not prevent him from admiring and recognizing a junior genius, at least he knows that in Wen Yiming's cultivation and age, he is far inferior to the other party.

Although he only learned about Wen Yiming from rumors and some memory crystals, he knew very well that if Wen Yiming grew up to the God of War, he would directly enter the top fifty, how could such strength be a nameless gift.

He couldn't help but feel a little upset about it, could it be that there was something wrong with the Heavenly Pagoda? Otherwise, how could the 'eternity' that ranked first be explained.

In any case, Situ Qianjian knew that the mission had failed for the time being, and the dignified Extreme God of War had actually followed a target of the Martial Saint Period, which made Mu Ran's face a little ugly.

......

It has been almost two months, and Wen Yiming overlooked the bow of the Xiaoyue and began to land.

The direction of Qinglong Pond, Wen Yiming had already inquired from the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor, he went to the Night Forest, took Wuxiang Qiluo away, and listened to the news of the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor introduce the Qinglong Pond in detail, as well as some secrets about the demonic qi in the Qinglong Secret Collection, and he has been on the road for the past two months.

He had already passed through vast forests and wilderness, and at the moment below him was a sea of dark green forests formed by endless dense forests.

He gradually lowered his altitude, which was not much different from the cold and the far west, and the pressure in the air was getting higher and higher.

In the process of walking, the feeling of the forest sea becoming more and more vast, the wind blowing from time to time around the dense and continuous branches and leaves surging like waves, and the sea water is not much different, but here is a fresh breath, there is no salty smell of the sea.

A few days later, the Howling Moon slowed down a lot, landing on the forest sea just a hundred meters away.

Gradually, the forest becomes more and more realistic, the undulating canopy has the lines of the waves, and if you look closely, you will find that the leaves are getting thinner, the branches are softer, and the color is closer to emerald green.

Wen Yiming could feel that when the waves of those emerald forests and seas churned, they would bring a trace of energy that eroded vitality, and he was immune to the death qi of the White Tiger's Devouring, and he was immune to all the energy that devoured vitality.

Qinglong Pond is not a pool, it is a forest in front of you that looks like a real sea, but it is still the periphery.

Moreover, these trees are man-eating plants with spirits, don't look at the fact that he is flying hundreds of meters above the forest sea now, in fact, he is thousands of meters above the ground, which shows how tall and vigorous those man-eating trees are.

In fact, the vitality of this place comes not only from the cannibal plants, but also from the invisible dead qi in the environment, which can devour living beings, including the vitality of heaven and earth, and then feed back to the cannibal forest sea.

Cannibal Lin Haifei is one of the five major forests in the Eastern Forest, but it is definitely the most terrifying and mysterious forest in the entire continent, and few people have set foot in the same places as the extreme west and extreme cold, and they dare not enter it at all until they are in the martial saint period.

According to the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor, even the god of war flies in the air, even if he is slow, he is not willing to land in the forest sea, although it is not life-threatening, but once he falls into the depths of the forest sea and falls to the ground, it will be very troublesome and difficult to get out of trouble.

It is precisely because of this that Wen Yiming would rather fly slowly than dare to lower the altitude again, the Xiaoyue does not consume much, and he is not afraid of the erosion of death qi, so he will not be anxious for the time being.

It has been two months since he first found that She Xirong was out of trouble, and he estimated that She Xirong's plan was to recover the treasure chest, and then return to its peak state, and then go to the north to settle accounts with himself.

However, the angry axe is on the periphery of the ice field, and She Xirong doesn't talk about the Blood Fang Forest, it is estimated that before entering the ancient battlefield, the angry axe will notice that at their level, the aura between them is extremely familiar, and they even have a premonition before the great change.

Before leaving, although the angry axe didn't say much, he looked at him with the deep meaning of 'having me', and Wen Yiming could feel it.

Moreover, he believed that even if She Xirong was going to northern Xinjiang, he must be prepared to fight with the angry axe, and he would not be able to enter the heyday in a short time.

So, for now, he can afford to spend his time, and there is no need to take risks.

Although the Howling Moon has dropped a lot of speed, he also knows that it is much stronger than flying in the air by himself, and at this forward speed, I am afraid that many gods of war will not be able to do it, it is really too much consumption of dead air erosion and high-altitude heavy pressure.

After a few more hours, there were many more vines in the forest sea and rolled upward, and the vines were like monstrous waves, wave after wave in the forest sea, Wen Yiming had to consume spirit crystals and true yuan, and strive to make the Xiaoyue rise, so as not to be dragged into the forest sea.

At this moment, the forest sea, looking down from two hundred meters, is no different from the sea, just a green sea, a wonder.

Ahead, the sea level of the forest seemed to be lowering, getting shorter and shorter, as if the man-eating trees below were shrinking.

In the end, the entire Lin Hai was attached to the ground, and Wen Yiming could only land as the level of Lin Hai decreased under the pressure that increased again and again.

At this moment, he could see that the forest sea was still verdant without the stormy waves, but it was composed of countless grasses.

Where he was now, looking back, it was like being at a depth of 100,000 under the sea, and the high places he had walked had been rolled up in waves, as if they would cover up at any moment, which was terrifying.

Without the turbulent Lin Hai, Wen Yiming felt like he was moving above the quiet lake, and there was a lot less psychological pressure.

However, for dozens of miles ahead, you can vaguely see a deep-sea whirlpool composed of countless plants, covering the entire direction of progress.

He even felt a strong suction.

"The entrance to the Boundary Force Cave of the Qinglong Pond Forest Sea!"

Wen Yiming heard what the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor said, and he was a little nervous.

(End of chapter)