Chapter 386: The Ancient Hanging City

Half a month later, in the depths of the Jichuan Swamp, a small, pale boy suddenly descended on a mountain. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Looking around, the swamps in all directions were shrouded in a thick miasma, and the sky and the earth were dim, and it was almost impossible to see the scenery from a hundred meters away.

This young man who is not good-looking is naturally Hongwu after changing his appearance. At this time, he was half a foot shorter than before, his face was terrifyingly white, and he looked weak. And the area where this mountain is located has penetrated more than 12,000 miles into the western part of the Jichuan Swamp.

However, in the past half a month, Hongwu has not been able to find any trace of the four sects in Zhangzhou. The vast swamp, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, except for countless miasma and poisonous insects, there was no trace of the activities of the qi refiners at all. And the deeper you go into the swamp, the more powerful the miasma that permeates the void space becomes. From time to time, there are fierce poisonous insects and beasts that suddenly attack, which is really dangerous. Along the way, if it weren't for Hong Wu's refining of the immortal sword body, no matter how strong the mana was, I am afraid he would have died.

To this day, Hongwu even suspected that the four major forces had not entered the Jichuan Swamp to find the secret treasure. He already had the intention of retreating. After all, if you go any further, the future is unpredictable, and I don't know how many dangers there are, so I can't grasp it at all.

Standing on the top of the hill and looking around for a moment, Hong Wu suddenly frowned, and then sat down cross-legged. I saw that his breath was restrained, his face was expressionless, and he seemed to be sensing something. It wasn't until half an hour later that he opened his eyes and said to himself with a strange expression: "It's been more than ten days, and I still can't contact the Blood River senior, is something wrong?" ”

Ever since he obtained the Inner Dan of the Three Mirages and the Blood of the True Dragon, Hongwu has always wanted to contact the Lord of the Blood River. First, ask this great god, what magical powers can find the traces of Zhangzhou Daomen. Second, the power of the true dragon's blood was violent, and Hong Wu had the intention to integrate part of the dragon's blood into the bloodline of all spirits to enhance the divine power of the immortal sword body, but he did not dare to absorb it rashly. For the sake of today's plan, only with the guidance of the Lord of the Blood River, Hong Wu will dare to act. However, more than ten days have passed, and there has been no news from the Lord of the Blood River. No matter how Hongwu communicated with his divine thoughts, it was to no avail.

"Strange, could it be the reason why you are in the Jichuan Swamp? And there was no response from the sect master......" Hong Wu glanced up at the dark and drowsy sky, only to feel extremely depressed in his heart. Now that he can't contact the true spirit of the Lord of the Blood River, and there is no movement on the side of Fulong Mountain, he can only leave the Jichuan Swamp first. As for the whereabouts of the four major forces in Zhangzhou, there is only another way.

Thinking in his heart, Hongwu thought about it, and sacrificed all the six ancient swords, including hegemony, absolute, vertical, horizontal, killing, and killing. Just as he was about to leave, the void around him shook. Then, the southwestern sky suddenly thundered. Bursts of inky storms, carrying the power of thunder, swept the entire heaven and earth.

"The sky has changed suddenly, is there another demon beast?" Seeing this, Hong Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly remembered what happened half a month ago. I saw that he hesitated for a moment, and suddenly turned into a bloody sword and rushed towards the southwest. However, the changes in the sky seem to be right in front of you, but in fact, they are hundreds of miles away. Hongwu had to avoid the erosion of miasma all the way, but it was quite difficult to fly.

After most of the day, Hongwu flew more than 500 miles before finally coming to the edge of the inky storm. By this time, the night had completely shrouded. There was no light to be seen in all directions except lightning.

Looking up, the ink-colored storm was above the extremely high sky, huge and boundless, sweeping through the void within a radius of hundreds of miles. Bursts of terrifying destructive power descended, making Hongwu very uncomfortable. His thoughts even trembled involuntarily.

"Am I worrying too much? It's just an ordinary celestial change, not a monster? Hong Wu looked at it for a moment, but he just blindly felt panic in his heart, but he couldn't see any existence. In the inky storm, except for endless lightning, there was no breath of life at all. Not to mention the Qi Refiners, there is not even a single demon beast.

"Oh no, I'm afraid this storm is going to explode!" Suddenly, Hong Wu's face changed suddenly. Shortly after he arrived in the area, he noticed that the inky storm was sinking continuously, and in an instant, the sky seemed to be half lower. Endless lightning rolled and tumbled, carrying the power of innate destruction, and shrouded the entire swamp.

Hongwu was shocked and hurriedly fled. However, the void in all directions seemed to solidify and became extremely heavy. With Hongwu's cultivation, it is simply difficult to move an inch.

Boom, boom......

Above the sky, thunder continued to roar, and the inky storm descended lower and lower, and the huge force of nature overwhelmed Hong Wu. At this time, he could only use all his strength to run the Talisman Qi, surround the six ancient swords, and tightly protect himself.

Hong Wu's face was extremely ugly, and his expression became more and more nervous. Suddenly, the heavens and the earth roared again. A bolt of humanoid lightning fell from the sky, splitting the inky storm with great speed.

Bang Bang ......Bang

The inky storm in a radius of 100 miles suddenly split in two, and countless black clouds began to break up. In the dark and infinite world, there was a ray of light in an instant. But in the middle of the inky storm, a huge city slowly emerged, exuding an infinite golden light.

This scene made Hongwu extremely shocked. In the midst of such violent clouds, there was a golden city. What kind of existence is this? However, before Hong Wu could recover from the shock, a scolding suddenly sounded in the sky above the sky!

"Earth realm qi refiners, dare to attack the Hanging City, there is no mercy for killing!" The sound is majestic and breathtaking. The tone was cold and stiff, rolling down, like thousands of thunderbolts exploding at the same time, shaking the entire heaven and earth. When Hong Wu heard this, his heart shook suddenly, and his mind instantly became blank, and he almost fainted.

"Hahahaha...... It turns out that the Zhangzhou Vault is the ancient Hanging City. Well, well, the legend in the ancient Taoist scriptures has finally been seen by the deity with his own eyes! The grand and cold voice fell, and a long laugh sounded again between heaven and earth. It is also vast and earth-shattering.

"Hmph, what nonsense with a puppet. Yanluo Immortal Venerable, if you don't hurry up and sacrifice the Burning Sky Flag, when will you wait? Hey, hey, hey, the ancient Hanging City, interesting. is just a puppet, and they all have three calamity realm cultivation. Here, it must be the secret of Zhangzhou! As one after another grand and vast voices sounded, outside the golden city, four primordial gods and law statues as high as ten thousand zhang suddenly rose up.