Tuk Tuk!

The rhythm of the fingers tapped on the side of the ship, extending a very rhythmic sound wave, but before it could spread, it was silently absorbed by the treasure ship itself!

Wu Ming looked at the distant mountains, his eyes were deep, his face was as calm as water, he was neither happy nor sad, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations, let alone what he thought in his heart, but it didn't mean that his heart was calm.

"Interesting!"

After a long time, Wu Ming lowered his head and smiled, "It seems that something unexpected is indeed happening, it's just ...... The mountain is not me, I am the mountain!"

Call!

The wind hunted, unable to stop the treasure ship from running rampant, like a comet cutting through the sky, and silently, appearing in the distance in a flash, so flickering, soon across the unimaginable distance.

This way stopped and stopped, just like before, I saw the battle between Shenzhou Tianjiao and the demons, I saw someone killing people and grabbing treasures, and I saw someone stabbing in the back!

Without exception, they were all suppressed by the Dragon Saint Vein Hundred Emperors, who used the Great Star Sea Array, and then were put into the Mountain and Sea Realm Pearl.

Wu Ming ignored it, neither the Terran warriors nor the demons had any more communication with them, and they still drove the treasure ship to run rampant, searching along the edge of the barrenness.

Everywhere you go, no one escapes, whether it is a human or a demon!

I don't know if I noticed it, or I felt it in my heart, but the rest of the people, whether they were people or demons, seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they rushed to one place, as if there were demons and monsters chasing after them.

In just half a month, the treasure ship did not stop for a moment, I don't know how many times, until it could not touch people or demons, it gradually slowed down, and docked at a place where it seemed to have been plowed by the sword of the sky, and it was in tatters.

"Under the Ridge!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with surprise, looking at the strange and somewhat familiar cliff at the moment.

In order to obtain the treasures that can enter the ridge, he almost exhausted all means, and he encountered the conspiracy of the Zhang family to collude with the barbarians.

I vaguely remember that with the Divine Arm Crossbow and the Eight Bull Crossbow in hand, and joining forces with Chen Yuehua and Shen Xiaolan, I was able to survive that catastrophe.

Now, the bottom of the mountain has been destroyed, the treasure land is gone, and even the storm of will that separates the bottom of the mountain and the mountain has long been wiped out, and most of it is likely to be destroyed in a shocking battle.

Regardless of asking, it can be known that the protagonist of this battle must be Mr. Lin Yuan - Lu Jiuyuan!

Feeling that it had not dissipated, but had almost disappeared into the invisible sword intent, Wu Ming's heart fluctuated, and he quickly calmed down.

Even though he didn't know where the supreme sword intent scattered here was gathered, Wu Ming still noticed one in the direction of this sword intent.

It was like ten thousand swords returning to one, and the milk swallow returned to the nest, with extremely shallow traces of fluctuations, but in Wu Ming's eyes, it was as clear as the observation pattern in the palm of his hand.

"Ten thousand swords are one, seal the heavens and the earth!"

Wu Ming closed his eyes and sensed, and gradually grasped the last legacy of that grandfather in the world, as well as the message conveyed by his will.

It's vague, but it's enough for him to pinpoint where he finally falls!

These sword qi were not self-eliminating, but were attracted, and forcibly broke through the evolution of heaven and earth, and converged to a certain point, and formed the momentum of sealing the heavens and the earth.

What is the closure of the town is already well known!

Even if he found the context, Wu Ming still didn't rush to leave, but followed the vague familiarity in his memory, like a lonely ghost, silently walking in the place he had passed back then.

Blood Phosphorus Slope, the territory of scavenging rats and faceless corpses!

At this time, the same ravines are vertical and horizontal, not only the ravines formed by the sharp weapons, but also the Jedi transformed by various poisonous swamps, cold pools and other great forces.

The scavenging rat colony of that year has disappeared, perhaps hidden, or annihilated by supreme power in the great war, these are unknown.

However, under the evolution of the power of heaven and earth, I don't know how many years later, there will be other strange groups of murderous creatures that will re-entrench here.

"Faceless Corpse!"

Halfway through, Wu Ming was mostly shattered in one place, leaving only the vaguely identifiable pit to stop.

Back then, on the shore of the East China Sea, the faceless corpse came across the border, carrying the power of the war soul, suppressing the demi-saints, holding the holy sword to behead the top semi-saint bodies of Luo Lan and other families, and calmly retreated.

The bronze holy sword, the ancestral treasure of the Wu family, Wu Ming has not unveiled its mystery so far.

Although the faceless corpse left, Wu Ming had a feeling that there would always be a goodbye day, and it was not far away!

Feeling the fluctuation of the breath overflowing from the pit, it proved even more that he thought, where he was, something extraordinary had happened, and the great power contained in the pearl of the mountains and seas clearly informed him.

It's just that how this change came about, but because of the chaos of the mixed forces in this war, the source cannot be found!

"I'll see you again!"

Wu Mingmo held a seal, and his thoughts fluctuated in his heart.

This seal was also left by the ancestors of the Wu family, and its appearance has already changed greatly, and after the Zhao and Song royal families stripped off the Wu family title, it was restored to its original appearance.

What is engraved on it is a strange beast shaped like a lion's roar and like a pixiu, hideous and majestic, inviolable!

He didn't stay long, and continued up, passing by the Akaba Forest, to the former entrance to the Storm of Will.

Standing in the sparse scratch, there was no longer the center of the eye of the storm back then, and the half trace of the strangeness was there, but Wu Ming was smiling.

Here, I watched a martial arts exercise in heaven and earth, which greatly improved its strength and survived a life and death crisis!

This is the legacy of the predecessors, but unfortunately the treasure is not there - the people are still there!

After crossing this place, he saw the half-collapsed thorn cliff, and a smile appeared on the corner of Wu Ming's mouth.

The Thorn Cliff was destroyed, the thorn fruit tree that had brought him a lot of benefits was gone, and the Iron Feather Eagle entrenched here was gone.

But back then, on the shore of the East China Sea, Wu Ming saw a huge eagle bird like a cloud, following the faceless corpse, and now that he thinks about it, how similar it is to the Iron Feather Xuan Eagle.

After crossing the Thorn Cliff and passing through several dangerous places or Jedi that had been in my impression, I saw a valley that was fragmented and still overflowing with black gas.

Looking at the black qi surging like a demon dragon, and the looming sword qi like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, it couldn't help but be shocking.

From all kinds of traces alone, we can see how terrible the First World War was, turning thousands of miles, the rivers were broken, and the holy way collapsed, how could it be beyond the reach of manpower?

Wu Ming has come all the way, it's not that he hasn't seen it, under the evolution of the great power of heaven and earth, and by the traction of the earth's leylines, those scattered holy Dao powers have formed a special treasure land.

If it is placed outside, it is enough to make any great grandmaster crazy about it, even if it is a half-saint existence, he will also feel it carefully.

It's a pity that Wu Ming's current martial arts true meaning is too profound, and the ordinary power evolution trajectory can't bring him much understanding!

Only the core of this battle, the node where ten thousand swords are one, the ghost valley that suppresses many demon venerables and demon emperors' remnants, the power fluctuations emitted, even in the periphery, can be felt very really.

That is the essence of the cultivation life of many strong people, and at this time, in the confrontation with each other, it is emanated without reservation, for people to cultivate in detail!

It can even be said that it is a hand-in-hand teaching, and the benefits can be imagined!

Of course, those who are not determined are very easy to go into misunderstandings!

It's not difficult to understand, when you kick the door, do you want to just rub it, or do you want to go in regardless of it?

If you plunge into it headlong without a head and brain, and can't extricate yourself, the result can only be to follow the path of the martial arts of your predecessors, even if you improve in a short period of time, it is just a sprout, and the future is limited!

Not to mention, the demons here are not dead, and the demons are full of thoughts, and the slightest carelessness will lead them astray, and they will fall into the devil's end, or go mad.

The danger can be imagined!

Of course, not everyone can think of this, after all, not everyone can restrain it, just rub it, accumulate experience, but rush straight in!

At this time, there was a murmur, which sounded in Wu Ming's ears.

Sometimes it tells the ambiguous, but it can be understood, but in the end, it is half-understood, and sometimes it turns into a beautiful sound, plucking the heartstrings of the creatures who come here.

"Blood Vulture Spirit!"

Wu Ming was cold, watched for a while, paused for a few steps forward, and then paused for a while, stopping and watching.

The thought was sometimes tight, and sometimes stopped, as if it was fighting, until Wu Ming retreated.

Rumble!

The black flames were rolling, and the demonic energy was like a dragon roaring, but in a burst of dragon chanting sword light, it retracted quite unwillingly!

"Hey, it's time for this farce to end, let's start here!"

Wu Ming was cold, and after teasing the remnants of this Demon Emperor, he turned around and left, and went straight to the place he sensed when he came.

The owner of the glamorous sound is the remnants of the Demon Emperor who have been suppressed here, tempting all the creatures who come here.

But no one is stupid, and no one dares to break into this place easily, not even the demons.

This demon emperor who only has remnants left, in order to survive, the demon clan can only become food so far.

Only by first disarming those suppressed Demon Venerables, or saving or killing, so that the supreme sword intent that suppressed this place can truly reach the unity of ten thousand swords, and consume their crazy demonic thoughts, can they enter this place.

This is the way of cathode and yang, mutual growth and mutual restraint!

The Demon Emperor was forced to escape here in order to survive, and he couldn't escape, so he could only use the supreme sword intent of this place to gather his own demonic thoughts and restore his physical body before being completely consumed.

If it succeeds, it can create the largest demon cave here and become a real bridgehead to attack Shenzhou - a cancer!

Therefore, whether it is the human race or the demon race, before the holy sword shatters and this place evolves into a real space secret realm, they have invested a lot of money!

But no one could have imagined that someone would be able to reach this place before those Demon Lords were dead or rescued, and see through the key to it!

Moreover, he made a death teasing of the Demon Emperor's remnant thoughts, and caused the supreme sword intent to explode!

Boom Boom!

The storm of sword intent swept out, and within a radius of thousands of miles, miserable howls and angry scolding came and went, and I don't know how many people or demons were hit hard.

Even if the Sword Saint has fallen, this is still the Holy Dao Sword Intent, even if in the evolution of the great power of heaven and earth, the lethality has been reduced countless times, and it still has an unimaginable attack power!

This kind of power is by no means something that ordinary great grandmasters can withstand, the true intent of the martial arts is not profound enough, or there is no exotic treasure to protect the body, the soul will be injured at the lightest, and the body will die on the spot!