Chapter 442: Return to the Black Wind Ridge

Granny Wind has completely disappeared from this world!

Luo Xiaofeng, who was in the Shenzhou Continent, didn't know all this.

The suburbs of Zhaojing.

Black Wind Ridge.

In the extreme depths of the Black Wind Ridge, dozens of tall castles are hidden. There is a crimson castle with a flattened roof and an irregular conical base, which at first glance resembles a giant awl with a sole. The crimson walls of the fort are pitted and pitted, and at first glance, look like an irregular honeycomb. The gate of this castle is also very peculiar, narrow, high, and the top of the gate is triangular, and from a distance, it looks like a sword without a hilt.

The peculiar sword-shaped door suddenly opened, and a thin teenager came out of it. The boy was followed by a middle-aged woman and a teenager.

Luo Xiaofeng, Empress Le and Little Emperor Zhao Hang!

The three of them have finally returned to the Shenzhou Continent!

Black Wind Ridge is quiet, except for the occasional chirping of birds, it is surprisingly silent!

Luo Xiaofeng stood in front of the ancient castle and let out a long sigh, he knew that this legendary ancient castle infested with ghosts was actually the entrance to the demon world! Dozens of ancient castles, large and small, were dozens of different entrances!

Returning to the Black Wind Ridge, Luo Xiaofeng had a feeling of being in a different world.

Zhao Jingcheng has fallen into the hands of the enemy, and the entire Great Zhao Empire has been controlled by Zhao Xian and Hao Guangtou! Zhao Meixue, the founding emperor of the Great Zhao Empire, has been seriously injured, and without the blood of the Nine Ghost Blood Foxes, Zhao Meixue and those strange beasts are afraid that they will be suppressed by the Nether God Curse forever.

The mysterious desolate hall in Zhao Jingcheng must be heavily defended now, and it must be guarded by extremely powerful masters, because Luo Xiaofeng used his spiritual sense to probe the situation of that desolate hall several times, but the result was nothing. Luo Xiaofeng knew that the mysterious desolate palace in Zhao Jingcheng was connected with the underground Netherworld Realm.

The mysterious desolate hall in Zhao Jingcheng is an unknown exit from the Netherworld Realm!

Zhao Meixue is in that deserted hall!

Countless red beasts and black beasts are in that desolate temple!

Countless magic weapons and spiritual weapons are in that deserted hall!

If that desolate palace is occupied, the Great Zhao Empire may still have a glimmer of life. Luo Xiaofeng didn't say this idea, because he was afraid that the little emperor Zhao Hang would be afraid. Empress Le and the little emperor were imprisoned in that deserted hall, and after a lot of hardships, they escaped death and finally left that terrible deserted hall. They don't want to go back to that hell place for the rest of their lives!

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the rolling mountains in front of him and couldn't help frowning.

Walking along the rocky mountain road, Luo Xiaofeng's heart suddenly hung up, because he smelled a faint stench. Empress Le and Little Emperor Zhao Hang, who were beside Luo Xiaofeng, didn't smell anything.

Since he had the Inheritance Orb, Luo Xiaofeng's sensory organs have become surprisingly sensitive, and he can see things that others can't see. What others can't smell, he can smell. What others can't feel, he can feel.

The faint stench is getting stronger. This time, Empress Le and the Little Emperor also smelled it.

The group of three climbed over a small hill and was stunned by the sight in front of them!

The broken tent lying on the ground is out of sight!

The rotting corpses all over the place emitted a foul smell!

Empress Le's face was pale, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.

Little Emperor Zhao Hang's eyes widened, and his eyes were full of fear.

Luo Xiaofeng clenched his fists and walked over step by step.

This used to be Jiang Buchang's base camp, but now, it has become a battlefield full of corpses.

Judging from the degree of decomposition of the corpse, it has been half a year to say the least.

Judging from the clothing of the deceased, the two warring parties were Jiang Buchang's old ministry and the officers and soldiers of the Great Zhao Empire.

The terrain here is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and one man is the pass, and ten thousand people are not open! Jiang Buchang relied on the natural barrier of the Black Wind Ridge to compete with the Great Zhao Quanchen Zhao for several years. Unexpectedly, in the end, Jiang Buchang's painstaking management of the Black Wind Ridge was still ruined!

Under the cover of the nest, how can there be no eggs? But Luo Xiaofeng did not find Jiang Buchang's corpse!

Didn't Jiang change his life and escape?

Luo Xiaofeng couldn't be sure, because his spiritual sense couldn't find any information about Jiang Buchang! Based on Jiang Buchang's martial arts cultivation, he didn't have the ability to circumvent his spiritual sense, but now, this Jiang Buchang had disappeared for no reason! Luo Xiaofeng rarely used the spiritual sense exploration function, because he knew that the results of spiritual sense exploration were very inaccurate, and sometimes even misleading. But the result of this spiritual sense exploration still surprised Luo Xiaofeng, because Luo Xiaofeng knew that Jiang Buchang had no martial arts cultivation, and was originally just an ordinary military general of the Great Zhao Empire, just such an ordinary military general, Luo Xiaofeng couldn't find any news about him!

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly felt that he had underestimated the alcoholic Jiang and didn't change it!

Heifengling is indeed an extremely dangerous place, the mountains here are steep, rocky, and rugged, and it is not easy to set up a camp here for dozens of miles. It is hard to imagine that under the strict supervision of Zhao Quanchen Zhao Wei, Jiang Buchang was able to transport a large amount of equipment into the Black Wind Ridge. Luo Xiaofeng stood on a high place, carefully inspecting the terrain here. Although the camp for dozens of miles has been overturned and destroyed, its former majestic momentum can still be seen.

Luo Xiaofeng's hand suddenly clenched, because he suddenly found that the criss-crossing camp actually showed a very special style, this style Luo Xiaofeng was very familiar with.

This style is actually the most primitive state of the Heavenly King's Spirit Array!

The stone model of the Heavenly King Essence Array is in the Heavenly King Divine Cave in the Ten Thousand Miles Snow Mountain, and it was created by an alien from the Nine Divine Realm. Although that alien had taught the Heavenly King Spirit Array to Luo Xiaofeng, he himself had exhausted all his energy.

The original model of the Heavenly King Spirit Array, Luo Xiaofeng had already firmly remembered it in his heart. But he never dreamed that Jiang Buchang's camp was actually built according to the original model of the Heavenly King Essence Array.

What's going on? Is it a coincidence?

Who was in charge of building Jiang Buchang's camp? Could it be Jiang Buchang himself? But how could this be? How could a small military general of the Great Zhao Empire know about the Heavenly King Spirit Array created by the aliens of the Nine Divine Realm?

Could it be that Jiang Buchang's subordinates actually had hidden gods? If Jiang Buchang had the help of gods and men, how could he be easily destroyed by Zhao Wei?

Looking at the corpses scattered all over the mountains and the shattered camp, Luo Xiaofeng fell into deep contemplation.

What the hell is going on? Luo Xiaofeng couldn't find a clue for a while.

At this moment, the little emperor Zhao Hang behind him suddenly let out an exclamation.

Luo Xiaofeng was taken aback, the soles of his feet slipped, and he came to Zhao Hang's side in an instant.

The little emperor Zhao Hang's face was pale, and a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on the rocks under his feet.

The rocks under Zhao Hang's feet were constantly shaking, as if they might sink at any time.

(End of chapter)