Master Ming Zong flew very fast, and the strong wind kept rushing from the front, blowing Zheng Qiu couldn't open his eyes. He hugged his master's shoulders tightly, for fear that he would be blown down.

To go to the rotten water swamp, you have to pass through the waterfall cliff, and there is still a long distance from the waterfall, and you can already see the glittering energy above the waterfall. Master Ming Zong fell to the ground early and used the woods to hide himself.

Four days had passed since the birth of the Broken Water Dragon Tooth, but the struggle was still not over, and batch after batch of cultivators rushed here in the Heavenly Boat and threw themselves into this flesh millstone like moths to a fire.

Compared to the first day, the fighting was less intense, but the situation became more dangerous.

A large number of scattered cultivators died, and only a few people remained here, scattered in various corners such as river banks and woods, on the one hand, to protect themselves, and on the other hand, to wait for the opportunity to make a move.

Those small sects that are not strong are no better than the loose cultivators. These small sects were left with only a few masters, each gathering in the corners of the riverbank to protect themselves as much as possible.

At this time, the Shocking Waterfall Cliff was completely the home of the big sects, and they set up a formation to occupy the surface of the river and attack any cultivators who approached.

Each of these great sects has its own masters, and they are trying to fight in the center of the river and above the waterfall, and the losing side must let the next master rise to the top as soon as possible. If the strong do not win, they will be immediately besieged by nearby sects and fall into total annihilation.

Master Mingzong poured the energy into his legs, took a big step in the forest, every time he kicked the ground, the place where he landed would step on the air waves, and the whole person rushed forward quickly, and a step was fifteen or sixteen zhang away.

Through the gaps between the trees, he could see the brilliant light in the sky, and he couldn't help but be speechless: "This time the Water Broken Dragon Tooth was born, compared to the unjustified disaster more than seventy years ago, the major sects are more fully prepared. With so many masters dispatched, some of the old monsters of the sect's retreat must have been present in person. ”

I was thinking in my heart, Master Mingzong bumped into a casual cultivator head-on, and this luck was really back.

Na Sanxiu squatted in the bushes, concentrating on observing the battle situation on the river, who knew that the figure suddenly rushed out of the woods next to him, and he arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye. Sanxiu was shocked, thinking that the person who came was going to be unfavorable to him, so he hurriedly made luck.

But the speed of the person who rushed out was too fast, and Sanxiu found that his luck speed could not catch up at all, so he was in a hurry, and shook out a round black ball from his cuff and smashed it.

Master Ming Zong saw that the other party threw out the black ball, and several guesses flashed in his heart: fire and thunder bullets, poison bombs, ink smoke bombs, silver wire bullets, but no matter what kind of bullets, he didn't dare to let his apprentice touch them.

Master Ming Zong grabbed Zheng Qiu's belt and blocked him behind him, while stretching out his other hand and slapping it at the black ball. Poof, before it was photographed, the black ball exploded first, and suddenly the thick black smoke surrounded Master Ming Zong, completely blocking his sight.

This is an ink smoke bomb, and when he found that it was black smoke, Master Mingzong relaxed a little, and it was not a poisonous bomb, otherwise he would really not be able to protect his apprentice.

There was a sudden sound of wind on the right side, Master Mingzong didn't dare to hold it up, he took two steps back to get out of the way of the attack, and slapped it with his backhand.

"Oops!"

There was a cry of pain from the end of the black smoke, and something fell to the ground.

Master Mingzong walked out of the black smoke and found the loose cultivator lying on the ground, his mouth wide open, and his two hands covering his chin and humming, obviously dislocated.

Seeing Sanxiu looking at him in horror, Master Mingzong said lightly: "I happened to be passing by, so don't go quickly." ”

Sanxiu hurriedly got up, muttered two indistinct sounds, and stumbled into the depths of the woods.

"Kill!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout of killing on the river, and Master Ming Zong turned his head to look, only to see that the position on the west side of the river was shining, and the major sects were moving their formations, slowly leaning in that direction.

He sighed, in this situation, another sect is about to be completely destroyed here. However, now is a good time to walk through the woods, and it is completely possible to lift your breath to fly, and the attention of the masters of those great sects is on the place of battle, and they don't care about the people in the direction of the woods.

Master Ming Zong carried Zheng Qiu back on his shoulder, and then violently urged his energy, the dazzling light wrapped his body, and the light flame rolled like a raging fire.

The scattered cultivation that hid in the woods was originally to avoid the masters of the various sects, and when he saw the person flying close to the treetops, the light and flames on his body were so dazzling, but he didn't dare to show his head. Master Ming Zong swaggered forward, and everywhere he passed was quiet, without making a sound at all.

Passing through the waterfall cliff, Master Ming Zong took out the map and shook it to identify the direction.

Putting the map away, he looked back at the location of the waterfall, the entire waterfall had turned red, and the water vapor was mixed with a fishy smell.

On the surface of the river, among the fighting crowds, streamers flew up one after another, scattering and fleeing. This surprised him greatly, he didn't expect the besieged sect to be defeated so quickly, hey, he didn't know how many could escape.

Seeing that there were a few streamers flying in his direction, Master Ming Zong hurriedly flew away, if he was misunderstood as another sect, the delamination would be light.

After flying for more than half an hour, Master Ming Zong finally found the Rotten Water Swamp, which, as shown on the map, was at the end of the small tributary. The swamp is rather unremarkable, and when viewed from above, it is completely covered in dense weeds, and there is no trace of water in sight.

He slowly fell, and before stepping on the ground, he snapped a branch and poked into the weeds. The hand pressed down slightly, and the whole branch was completely submerged in the weeds, and then the branch was pulled out, and it was covered with black silt.

Master Mingzong immediately gave up his intention to walk, he took out the map, spread it out and spread it on the weeds. Then he used the branch he had just broken off, covered the mud, and drew a strange symbol on the map.

After outlining the last line of the symbol, Master Ming Zong threw away the branches, pointed out the strength of the map with his hand, and read in his mouth at the same time: "The four directions of the sky, the gods have orders, gather soil into bridges and bridges, collect sand to build buildings without collapsing, solid!"

When the last fixed word fell, a dark brown fluorescence flashed on the map, and the paper suddenly became flat and straight. Master Mingzong landed on the map and put the apprentice down.

Zheng Qiu stepped on the map and found that the map was hard, as if he was stepping on a stone slab. He stomped his foot, and the map made a thumping sound, not dented at all.

Zheng Qiu squatted down and stretched out his hand to touch back and forth on the paper, the paper was still paper, and it did not have the cool feeling of a stone.

He looked up and asked the master, "Master, what did you just perform? Is it a miscellaneous skill, can I learn it?"

"This is a mantra, and it is very different from ordinary exercises. If you are interested, you can try to learn it after returning to the sect. ”