"Let's see what else we can find, after all, sharpening knives is not a mistake for a woodcutter. Zhan Mufeng deliberately concealed his cultivation, and walked leisurely on the picturesque boulevard of Shengzhu College.

"Have you heard, on the orders of the dean, the strong man of the Spirit Emperor Realm Ninefold Realm who guarded Qingyun City, and the Duyang Holy Hand who once resisted the three powerful moves of the Spirit Marrow Realm, fell in the battle with the thieves who stole the Ice Spirit Wind Thunder Gathering Saint Pill a few days ago" A whisper came into Zhan Mufeng's ears.

Zhan Mufeng was shocked when he heard this, and the shock in his heart was indescribable, "What, Duyang Holy Hand, such a powerful master, has actually fallen"

At this moment, Zhan Mufeng's surprise was extraordinary, as far as he knew, in that day's battle, Mo Yangzi did not have the upper hand at all, or rather, he was slightly at a disadvantage.

However, why, in just a few days, the news of the fall of the Duyang Holy Hand came out

"This Duyang Holy Hand is Elder Fengyun's most proud disciple, and now, with Elder Fengyun's extremely protective temper, he will definitely not stop without setting off a bloody storm."

"But it's not, Elder Fengyun is famous for protecting his shortcomings, back then, a disciple who was removed from his list of disciples was bullied, Elder Fengyun was furious, and killed people all over the house, this time, it was his most proud mantle disciple, Duyang Holy Hand, who could use the Spirit Emperor Realm Ninefold Realm to cultivate as a holy son to fight against the terrifying existence of the Spirit Marrow Realm."

"But the other party is a subordinate of the Nine Emperor Uncles of the Nine Separation Supreme Dynasty, and the people of the Nine Emperor Uncles are not easy to mess with."

"Legend has it that the Demon Sound Dean of our Holy Pearl Academy has temporarily rushed back from the Outer Heaven Secret Realm because of this matter, specifically to deal with this matter, and it is said that it is very unpleasant to have a very unpleasant relationship with the Jiuli Supreme Emperor, and the relationship with the Jiuli Emperor is so good, it almost got into a fight."

"If this fights, we pond fish will all suffer."

Everyone, you and I don't know if it's a rumor or the truth, anyway, a large group of people talk as if they have seen it with their own eyes, and they are happy to talk about it.

Zhan Mufeng shook his head, listening to the wind is rain, not afraid of big things, it has always been human nature.

However, it is obvious that the Ice Spirit Wind Thunder Gathering Saint Pill was lost, the Duyang Holy Hand sitting in Qingyun City fell, and the Dean of the Holy Pearl Academy, the Fengyun Elder, the Nine Separation Supreme Emperor of the Nine Separation Imperial Dynasty, and the Nine Emperor Uncles were all shocked and even thundered and angry, and such a big thing happened, I am afraid that the Battle of Qingyun in the Holy Pearl Academy this year will not be held.

Zhan Mufeng slowly recovered from the shock, carefully reviewed the whole process of the incident, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"It's hard to believe that such a master of the Duyang Holy Hand would be killed silently. However, who did it happen to the Duyang Holy Hand?"

"This kind of feud between the highs, especially unpleasant feuds, should belong to secrets, ordinary people, etc., it is impossible to know about it. However, why did it reach the ears of the disciples of the Holy Pearl Academy so quickly this time, could it be that someone specially released the rumor?"

"The once-in-a-decade Battle of Qingyun has been rolled out with great fanfare, is it because of the fall of the Duyang Holy Hand, the once every ten year event, if it is not held, it will not be held?"

Zhan Mufeng always felt that the Duyang Holy Hand had fallen here

Behind the incident, there is something strange, but he can't see what went wrong for a while.

"Whatever, it's important to save the knife first, Liu Meihan doesn't know what trick he has set for him. Zhan Mufeng shook his head, he really couldn't figure it out, this salivating dragon pearl was a legendary existence even in the Fallen Immortal Domain, where did he look for the sword melon man, he was really carried away.

"To enter the Fallen Immortal Domain, you must first find the Heavenly Rope!"

Following the guidance of the old monster in the Library Pavilion, Zhan Mufeng's body was like electricity, and he shot up to the northwest in the clouds, and along the way, he also met several monks who cultivated above the eightfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm.

But a kind of monk everyone seemed to be in a hurry, and after glancing at Zhan Mufeng, after revealing a slight difference, he immediately withdrew his gaze and consciousness, and only cared about his own itinerary.

However, Zhan Mufeng never thought that the vast sea of clouds, the long sky, and the endless horizon, not to mention that the Falling Immortal Peerless Domain did not know where it was, even if it was the Heavenly Rope leading to the Falling Immortal Absolute Domain, it was difficult to find it at all.

Moreover, not only could he not find it, Zhan Mufeng secretly observed it, and the other monks who were strong in cultivation, although they didn't say anything, their faces were also confused and anxious.

"The information given by the old monster said that the rope to heaven should be somewhere in the wasteland of this dragon swamp, why can't you find it? Could it be that the old monster is wrong?

The wind was fierce, the cold rain was like a knife, and the aura was thin, and Zhan Mufeng no longer knew how high and far he had flew.

However, one thing is certain, at this moment, Zhan Mufeng is obviously out of the situation that mortals can bear.

At this moment, Zhan Mufeng, who had been galloping for an unknown amount of time, stood above a thousand steps in the air of a black swamp, staring intently and looking around.

At the foot of Zhan Mufeng, the black swamp shone with a mysterious light from time to time, like a turbulent sea, and under the black swamp, there seemed to be an unknown terrifying existence.

This is the legendary Tatsunuma Wasteland.

As early as when he left the Nine Continents, Zhan Mufeng had heard that the secret realm outside the sky had great restrictions on the cultivation of human monks, and many times, although the cultivation had not been reduced, there was always a sluggish feeling of being constrained.

Although Zhan Mufeng was mentally prepared, he never expected that he had not yet arrived at the Fallen Immortal Domain, but when he arrived in the Longnuma Wasteland, which I don't know if it was halfway, the exertion of spiritual power would be discounted so much.

For example, in the original Jiuli Continent, Zhan Mufeng can almost be said to be like light and electricity, here, it may be similar to the Spirit Realm, at most, it is similar to just breaking through the Spirit Master Realm, although it can fly long distances, but the speed is significantly slower.

The sluggishness of spiritual power is particularly strong.

As a mysterious region that everyone in the Nine Separation Continent hears of, the Falling Immortal Peerless Domain is mixed with fear and indefinite longing, and ordinary monks don't know where it is.

Even this gateway to the Fallen Immortal Realm, the Dragon Swamp Wasteland, below the sixfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, is also known to very few people.

The dragon swamp is barren, the terrain is undulating, and the drop is extremely large, it seems to be the wreckage of a barren planet that fell here outside the sky under unknown circumstances, and then, floating here.

Zhan Mufeng stood at a height of a thousand steps in the Dragon Marsh Wasteland, flying up to hundreds of thousands of steps

The black, red, purple, cyan, green and even white swamps of the vast sky are densely scattered, one by one the ruins of broken walls, ancient tombs, mountains and rivers and giant trees, scattered among the scattered, there are also a lot of dilapidated blades and sails, and even huge corpses of unknown creatures, or floating in the swamp, or hanging above the swamp, constituting an extremely tragic picture!

Not to mention anything else, just in this nameless area that I don't know how high or far away, the sudden appearance of such a large area of Longmaru wasteland that can't be seen at all is a very magical thing in itself.

Zhan Mufeng's divine sense has been emanating far away, and it has reached its limit, but he still can't see the whole picture of this Dragon Swamp Wasteland, and he doesn't even know if it's on the edge or in the center of the Dragon Swamp Wasteland.

"Where will the Heavenly Rope be, and when will it appear?" Zhan Mufeng looked around, staring at a black rune flag, stunned.

Around, most of the monks were cultivating above the sevenfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, or closing their eyes and concentrating, or holographic vigilance, but they were all silent.

"This girl, may I ask, when does this Heavenly Rope usually appear, and where does it appear?" Zhan Mufeng's figure flew up and landed beside a Spirit Emperor Realm Ninefold Cultivator, and asked in a weak body.

The cultivator who had cultivated to the Spirit Emperor Realm was actually an extremely beautiful young woman.

It's just that the beautiful young woman just glanced up at Zhan Mufeng, then closed her eyes and pondered.

Zhan Mufeng was bored with himself.

Suddenly, just when Zhan Mufeng didn't know what to do, the black swamp under his feet shook suddenly, and a black dragon seemed to appear out of thin air, roaring and jumping up from the black swamp, with a purple-black blood basin mouth, and in an instant, the black fireworks actually wrapped Zhan Mufeng in a radius of tens of thousands of steps.

The black dragon breathed the power of fire, and it was terrifying!

Zhan Mufeng was taken aback, almost breaking out in a cold sweat, he didn't expect that there was such a powerful monster hidden in this black swamp.

The point is, this monster is still so huge, and the breath is so terrifying.

In front of the black dragon, Zhan Mufeng was like an ant standing in front of an ancient giant elephant

Just now, although Zhan Mufeng seemed to be strolling leisurely, he was actually extremely vigilant about his surroundings.

However, when he first came to this Dragon Swamp Wasteland, Zhan Mufeng didn't know that there was such a terrifying existence hidden under this Dragon Swamp Wasteland.

"Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast! This is, this is a terrifying giant beast equivalent to the cultivation of a powerhouse in the Triple Realm of the Human Spirit Marrow Realm of the Nine Separation Continents!

The voice of a human cultivator who had cultivated eightfold in the Spirit Emperor Realm sounded, and there was a tremor in his voice.

"This Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, didn't it say that it was all destroyed 10,000 years ago, why, why did it appear again now" Another human cultivator who had been cultivated in the Nine Levels of the Emperor Realm was also surprised when he saw the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast.

Almost instantly, Zhan Mufeng understood that it was almost impossible for him to use his current cultivation in the sixfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm to break through from the black flames spewed out by the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, which was equivalent to the threefold powerhouse of the Spirit Marrow Realm. Full Book - Free Full Book Reading Network