Lan Mo naturally wouldn't let this group of clansmen leave, so he stopped them at the moment, and said loudly: "Since you found me, then stay on my side, since the person I sent out was killed, then the reinforcements I want will not be able to come in a short time, I really can't wait, as soon as the morning dawns, you will enter the forbidden land with me, you know?"

Hearing this, the troll clan's expressions changed, and they entered the forbidden land? Yes, they noticed that this place was just outside the forbidden land, and it was only a few hundred meters away from the near ground, but this was out of the brink of death, and their faces changed slightly.

In fact, there is no problem in staying with the young patriarch, as Lan Mo, it is right to protect him, anyway, there are more than a group of support clansmen sent to the No. 1 hunting pit, and the impact of staying here is not great, but as soon as they heard that this is going to enter the forbidden land, their hearts are cool, what is this not death?

For the safety of his brothers, the man who took the lead could only stubbornly say: "Young patriarch, this is a bit unruly, the person in the No. 1 pit has killed nearly a hundred of us, the patriarch is furious, and he ordered us not to get rid of this human race in the shortest possible time, we ......"

Lan Mo smiled coldly, and said coldly: "Why, you don't listen to my orders, then I have to talk to my father when I return to the clan, since my father asked you to call me the young patriarch, isn't the meaning obvious enough? If you dare not enter this forbidden land because you are afraid of death, you can say bluntly, I, Lan Mo, am not an unreasonable person." But if you try to do anything else, then I won't agree!"

In this way, this group of troll clansmen didn't know how to speak, indeed, they found a reason, that is, they didn't just do it, loyal to the young patriarch, in fact, the patriarch's orders did not conflict, everyone was speechless at this time, and could only bow their heads to show that they acquiesced to this fact.

Lan Mo's tone softened a lot at this time, and said lightly: "Entering the forbidden land is not as terrible as you think, don't worry, I also want to go in, I'm not afraid of Lan Mo, what do you have to be afraid of, now take turns on duty, rest well, as soon as the morning dawns, follow me into this forbidden place to find out, I'm a little curious, what terrible things exist in the terrifying forbidden land in this small world!"

Everyone heard a burst of excitement, and sure enough, the fear in their hearts disappeared without a trace, indeed, Lan Mo is the young patriarch of their troll clan, his status is extremely noble, he has to go in personally, what do they ordinary troll clan warriors have to worry about, the big deal is death, Lan Mo is not afraid of what they are afraid of.

On the other side, Ning Feng, who was not far away, listened to Lan Mo's words in his ears, and set off at dawn, it won't be long, counting the time, it's just over two hours, and when they enter the forbidden land, the time for them to enter the forbidden land can be easy to grasp, not too early, but not too late, if it's late, maybe people will be lost, if it's early, it will be discovered, and it will be a very troublesome thing.

This night's lurking, Ning Feng fully showed his calmness and patience when he used to play the role of a hunter with the little wolf in the mountains, he collected his breath to a drip, and his spirit was highly concentrated, but he was not nervous, but was in a semi-relaxed state of rest, so at dawn, Ning Feng, who had been lurking all night, was not the slightest tired, but full of energy.

The state of the ancient saint on the side is also excellent, in fact, the cultivation of the two of them has been out of the category of ordinary people, the cultivation of the ancient saint half-step saint is not mentioned, and it will not be affected if he does not rest for several months, although Ning Feng is only a martial king, but he can still bear it with his physique without rest for ten days and half a month.

"Senior, are you ready, they seem to be starting to leave, when should we go in?"

Ning Feng still knew that the Gu Sage's insight and understanding of this small world were far above him, plus the Gu Sage had entered the forbidden land, this was a scarce resource, and with him on the side to guide him, this trip could be said to be a little more certain.

"Don't worry, let them go in first, there are only two roads to choose after this place enters the forbidden land, generally normal people, will choose the right one, not far from the left is a moat, the brain is still normal, it shouldn't go to the left, but the road on the right is not very peaceful, let's wait to go in, just let them open the way for us." ”

Ning Feng nodded, and then his gaze fell on the group of people in Lan Mo who began to enter the forbidden land in the distance, the combat power of this group of troll clansmen is also very terrifying, the group of people who came last night, the four Martial Kings, and the others are all in the realm of the Martial Sect, even if Lan Mo originally had two Martial Kings and a Martial Emperor by his side, as well as the strength of his own beginner Martial Emperor, as well as the half-step saint who could basically be determined in secret, the difference in strength between the enemy and us was still very large.

Lan Mo and his party quickly disappeared from their field of vision, completely entering the forbidden land, the ancient saint stood up directly, and then walked over openly, Ning Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw this, this old man is too bad, such a bright and honest follower of Lan Mo, fools can see bad intentions, if there is really a half-step saint in secret, it is impossible to sit still when he sees this situation, and he is bound to follow.

As expected, when Ning Feng and the figures of the ancient saint entered the forbidden land, there was a violent shaking in the void, and a half-bald old man's eyes flickered, remembering the ancient saint's unpredictable strength, he gritted his teeth and fell to the ground, and then also headed towards the forbidden land.

Lan Mo is extremely important to the Troll Clan, he can't watch someone unfavorable to Lan Mo, he originally thought that there should be nothing wrong with the Martial Emperor Yae kid, but the appearance of the Ancient Sage made him feel quite uneasy in his heart, especially the provocative eyes of the Ancient Sage looking at the void intentionally or unintentionally, which made his heart even more angry.

As soon as he entered the forbidden land, Ning Feng had a feeling of stepping into a quagmire, an indescribable feeling spread in his heart, this feeling was very familiar to him, the fluctuation of soul power, but it was not that simple, there seemed to be a kind of potential inside, the eerie feeling was very uncomfortable, and it made people's hearts very depressed.

As if seeing the doubts in Ning Feng's heart, the ancient saint said in a rare solemn and deep voice: "This forbidden place, I have studied it for a long time, the so-called once I was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, I took a lot of hard work to pick up a life from here and escaped, so naturally I have been thinking about what it is." ”

Ning Feng's expression was solemn, and he asked, "What discoveries or speculations did the seniors have?"

The ancient saint nodded, his expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "I have been thinking about it all these years, the essence of this small world is actually the natal small world where no one recognizes the master after the fall of the powerhouse of the ancestral realm, and this forbidden land, if I am not mistaken, he should be condensed by the realm that did not disperse when the predecessor fell, and you have also noticed that the energy component here is very complex, there is spiritual power, spiritual power, and evil qi, and when these things are fused together, it is a unique potential." ”

Ning Feng nodded when he heard this, he just felt like he had stepped into other people's artistic conceptions, wrapped in potential, in other people's potential, it was equivalent to spiritual power being consumed all the time, no wonder people who entered it couldn't last long, not to mention other risks, just this feeling, this unique potential, can torture people to death.

It's hard to imagine how Su Muyu survived in these places for more than ten days alone, this kind of torture is really not something that ordinary people can withstand, and it is actually difficult for those who are not with great perseverance to resist such an invisible means of attack.

The ancient saint motioned for Ning Feng to follow him to hide, and as soon as the two of them hid in the grass on the side, they saw a half-bald old man quickly glance around and quickly left, the speed was also extremely fast, but it could be seen that he had scruples in his heart, because he didn't dare to control the sky, nor did he dare to shatter the void, it can be seen that the demi-saint of the troll clan is really afraid of this place.

As soon as this person left, Ning Feng was about to speak, but Gu Sheng suddenly grabbed him, then covered his mouth, and shook his head at him, and after a while, the half-bald old man who had left went and returned, standing in place in confusion for a few breaths, muttering to himself.

"No, the breath of those two people is not in front of them, and it stops abruptly here, could it be that they found me around here and hid their breath? Who are these two people, wait, the old man looks a little familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere, but he can't remember it for a while!"

While talking to himself, his figure slowly disappeared in place, heading in the direction of Lan Mo's group leaving, Ning Feng didn't dare to move this time, this troll clan powerhouse suddenly killed a horse pistol, which really made him a little surprised and scared for a while.

It's not that Ning Feng and the ancient saint can't deal with this troll clan demi-saint, the key is that this is a forbidden place, their original intention when they came in was to save people, not to fight with people, Su Muyu didn't have the slightest trace, so he exposed his whereabouts in advance and confronted the people of the troll clan, which was a very brainless behavior.

"I know this bald man, one of the top ten powerhouses of the troll clan, he is very insidious, and he is also very suspicious of doing things, when I was not as good as him, I suffered a big loss in his hands, and half of my life was almost put into it.

But the most interesting thing about this small world is that the demi-saint is the ultimate in martial arts, and no one can get rid of this rule, I don't accept it, so I gave it to the thunder, and now you should know the mood of the people in this small world who are eager to go out, right?"

Ning Feng nodded, and suddenly his heart also had a different taste, such as the ancient saint and the bald man of the troll clan, the difference in strength between the two was absolutely huge, but what if the bald man was a half-saint powerhouse, he was a half-saint a hundred years ago, a half-saint a thousand years ago, and he is still a half-saint now.

The ancient saint used to be maybe just a martial king or a martial emperor, but he became a half-saint later, and now he also stays in the realm of a half-saint, when the martial arts reach the extreme, he can only helplessly watch his life pass, but he can't break the rules between heaven and earth, that feeling is undoubtedly desperate.

No wonder those elders of Nanchuan Academy said that the Void Spirit Realm is actually the exile of the demon race, these words are not unreasonable, let you be peerless, and your talent is peerless, but so what, you are also a half-saint when you break through the sky, the only difference is the strength of your personal combat power.

The reason why Fang Lin was able to dominate the Void Spirit Realm and become a nightmare in the hearts of the indigenous demons was because of his strong personal combat power, and no one in this Void Spirit Realm could help his existence alone, of course, there may really be, but he is also a semi-saint powerhouse, when one party decides to flee for his life, you can basically not leave anyone behind even if you use all your might.

"How many strong people are there in the Troll Clan, and is their two-headed flying dragon rumor true?" Ning Feng followed behind the Gu Sage, and asked in a low voice as he walked, no wonder he was curious, the people of the Troll Clan seemed to be ghostly, Ning Feng had basically been in constant contact with the people of the Troll Clan since the first day he stepped into this Void Spirit Realm, and Ning Feng was also a little puzzled by the terror of the Troll Clan's sphere of influence.

The ancient saint didn't feel anything, he was used to wandering alone, and he really didn't have much fear of the local demon forces, and he was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, in fact, he was a loose cultivator who was a figure that the major forces were unwilling to offend, who was willing to offend a semi-saint powerhouse, this was the existence at the top of the food chain in the small world.

Gu Sheng used to not join some forces as worship, when he was just Emperor Wu, he joined a small tribe, a small tribe of about a thousand people, and lived there for more than ten years, and he could be regarded as having some feelings for the demons of that small tribe, but everything developed in a direction he didn't expect, and that small tribe was swallowed up by a big tribe.

The most ironic thing is that the Gu Sheng, who was desperately trying to kill the enemy, fainted to death, but woke up and was appreciated by the daughter of the patriarch of another tribe, and the Gu Sheng became the son-in-law of a medium-sized tribe that was not too big or small, and that relationship also made him painful and happy.

When everything that should have happened and shouldn't happen made him gradually calm down, and he planned to live with the patriarch's daughter like this, another tribal extermination, that battle, he witnessed his woman die in front of him, and the ancient saint escaped, and he was disheartened for a long time.

When he cheered up, he coincidentally met the murderer who killed his wife, it was the half-bald old man of the troll clan, that is, that time, he was abused to death, not that he finally escaped from life, but the half-bald old man finally did not kill him, seriously injured him and then tied him to a big tree and let him die in the sun and rain.

It's a pity that the ancient saint was blessed by misfortune, and that night, the wind was fierce, the lightning and thunder roared, and a thunderbolt split the big tree, and at the same time, the ancient saint's physique that was struck by lightning was also improved, and since then, his cultivation has been a thousand miles away.