Early the next morning, near the bottomless pit of the Death Swamp.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Xiao Yicai gathered the people of Qingyun together, "I am going to enter the Death Ze Neize today, but there are many crises and inconveniences, I want to enter the Zeze with Senior Brother Zeng Shushu, Senior Sister Lu Xueqi, and Senior Brother Mo Wen, and the rest of the junior brothers and sisters should go back to Qingyun first." ”

Everyone agreed, but Lin Jingyu suddenly stood up and asked to enter Ze together, considering Lin Jingyu's amazing performance last night, Xiao Yicai agreed after pondering for a while.

In the evening, the righteous path and his party arrived at the entrance of Death Ze Neize.

The morning light is like water, gently sprinkled on the earth, the breeze caresses gently, and the grass gently sways with its rhythm. In this sunny day, which is rare to see once in a month, Mo Wen and his party came to a huge wall.

A wall of highly toxic miasma, high and difficult to see, stretching left and right, boundless, gray miasma flowing slowly, filled with the smell of dead silence.

"This is the separation between Innerzer and Outer Sawa and the Lost Miasma." Mo Wen looked at the spectacular scene in front of him and said softly.

"W-How thick is this miasma wall?" Zeng Shushu swallowed.

"I don't know." Mo Wen shook his head, "This miasma is unevenly distributed, it is really difficult to measure, if you lose your way in it, you may be trapped in it, it is really dangerous and abnormal." ”

"Let's go." Xiao Yicai took the lead in flying up, "Everyone follow closely and don't fall behind." ”

"Yes."

After urging the cloud shadow to form a thin circle of multicolored light around his body, Mo Wen entered the miasma wall with everyone. As soon as he entered, Mo Wen felt that the whole world suddenly darkened, and as far as he could see, there was a gray expanse all around, and only the blue light could be faintly seen flickering in front of him.

A group of people walked forward in silence, even Zeng Shushu, who had the most lively temperament, was silent under the influence of this oppressive environment, I don't know how long it took, the flow speed of the miasma around them suddenly accelerated, and before everyone could react, the rapidly flowing miasma formed one after another swirling whirlpools, scattering everyone.

The visibility in the miasma was extremely low, and a cultivator like Mo Wen, who was deaf and clear-sighted, could only see things within the zhangxu, and the team was so scattered that it was naturally impossible to converge.

In this miasma torrent, Mo Wen, who was alone, naturally didn't have to hide his cultivation, only to see the green qi golden light flashing slightly, and then quickly merged into one and poured into the cloud shadow under his feet.

"Wow." The five-colored light that had been forced by the strong wind miasma to cling to the surface of Mo Wen's body suddenly rose, pushing the surrounding miasma away. Even though the wind was raging all around, Mo Wen in the light mask stood still.

"Blessings and misfortunes...... What exactly does that mean? Mo Wen pondered as he flew.

"Buzz!" Just as Mo Wen was distracted, a fragmented image of himself suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and at the same time, the cloud shadow under his feet also trembled violently to warn.

"Huh?" Mo Wen woke up from his contemplation, and didn't react for a while, but subconsciously gathered all his spiritual power on the light shield that protected his body.

Then, he felt a tremendous force slam down on his talisman from behind.

"Bang!" Mo Wen flew upside down like a cannonball, and blood kept flowing from his mouth and spilled on the land he flew over.

After flying for nearly five minutes, Mo Wen felt a little better, reluctantly cast a Dao method, stabilized his body and slowly fell to the ground-the force of the black blood snake collided, and directly knocked him out of the Lost Miasma Wall.

"Blackwater Snake...... I don't know how many ribs were broken. Feeling the pain in his chest, Mo Wen laughed at himself, "It's really not a good habit to wander around, and I almost put my life into it." ”

"Whew, that's bad luck." Mo Wen checked the ground under his body, and then sat on the ground.

"Anyway, is this Neze, it's really strong......" Mo Wen raised his eyes and looked around, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

After a while, Mo Wen let out a sigh of relief, "Sure enough, it's a blessing and a curse." ”

Beside him, a wooden wall more than two meters high stood silently. There was not a single grass growing near the wooden wall, and even the trees thirty meters away were sick and half-dead.

"It's time to run, the roots of the giant tree are here, and I must be the fastest person to reach the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury...... Wow! Mo Wen propped up his body with the cloud shadow, and was just about to go up to the wooden wall to take a look, but suddenly felt a wave of nausea in his abdomen, and a mouthful of blood spit on the ground.

"Ahem, damn it!" Looking at the blood bubbling with a trace of black gas on the ground, Mo Wen's mood that had just improved became extremely bad again.

Just now, the black water snake broke through Mo Wen's protective light shield, and the miasma took the opportunity to invade Mo Wen's body, and now the toxicity suddenly attacked, Mo Wen hurriedly took a few detoxification elixirs, and then immediately stayed away from the giant tree for a few roots, found a clean place to sit on the ground and began to clean up the toxins in his body.

And just a mile east of Mo Wen's recuperation site, four figures were discussing.

"Boss, although this Neize is the cultivation holy land of our Ten Thousand Poison Sect, it is also a life-threatening place." One of the figures sighed, "Two years ago, more than twenty of our brothers entered this hellish place, and now there are only four of us left. ”

"Hehe, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger?" A thin figure spoke: "I finally survived once, so I naturally have to grasp the opportunity to become stronger." ”

"It's just that the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury was born, and the top masters of the two sides have gathered here, and our lives are in danger if we are not careful...... Boss, let's withdraw first. ”

"We don't have much time left in this world!"

"That's it, I don't want to die here for no reason!"

"Isn't it possible to return to the Traveler's House at any time?"

"Five seconds is enough time for you to die countless times!"

"Are you underestimating me?"

"Don't make any noise!" A majestic voice interrupted their argument. "The third is the only one who has read this novel, since he said that this is about to become a battlefield for the strong, let's leave first."

"But big brother, our cultivation speed will be much slower after leaving here."

"There is only one life, I have made up my mind, and I will withdraw from Death Ze tomorrow." A deep tone, with unmistakable firmness.

Suddenly, a dark shadow moved, as if sensing something, and then said in a loud voice: "Boss, my yellow-winged bee has found a person. ”

"Is this a master coming in?"

"I don't know, but the man was seriously injured." The dark shadow stared for a long time, and suggested to the leader of the man: "Boss, should we ......?"

With that, he made a virtual mark on the erection neck with his hand.

"Can you be sure he's seriously injured?"

"Definitely!"

"Good! We've done it for this one! The leader clapped his hands, and the surrounding suddenly remembered a dense "hissing" sound.

……

"Damn!" Mo Wen, who was recuperating, suddenly opened his eyes, turned over, grabbed the cloud shadow inserted in the ground, and stared at the grass not far away with a serious face.

The gently swaying bushes, the crisp chirping of insects, there seems to be nothing unusual at all.

But Mo Wen's heart sank to the bottom.

[This envoy's poisonous attack method, Ten Thousand Poison Gate, damn it! ] I actually ran into this guy Qin Wuyan...... It would have been fine if I had beaten him in perfect form, but now it's ...... It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the broken boat encountered a head wind.

"Hiss!" The bushes trembled, and several colorful poisonous snakes pounced!

"Cut!" Mo Wen swung his sword and cut all the poison that came over into two pieces, "Sneaky guy, if you have the ability, you will come out to fight me, do you think you can hurt me with this little trick?" ”

No one answered, and a group of poisons swooped out of the grass, this time there were all sorts of things, centipedes, scorpions, poisonous snakes, and toads, all kinds of things, all kinds of strange.

[Hmm, it's not Qin Wuyan who came, he definitely won't say nothing...... Fortunately, not the worst-case scenario. A fire-based spell forced the poison back, and Mo Wen's mind turned sharply. [That's the minions of the other Ten Thousand Poison Sects...... There are odds of winning! 】

Not far behind a large tree.

"Yang Hai! That's what you're talking about a serious injury? The leading Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciple gritted his teeth, "Seeing that when he cast the spell, he was calm and unhurried, and he was obviously fine." ”

"Boss, you're wronged!" Yang Hai stretched out his hand and pointed to the ground in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Look at the pool of blood, the black gas is swirling, it is obviously the poison in his body, forcing out the poisonous blood outside his body, and at the beginning when he swung his sword, he turned a little stiff, and his chest and abdomen were obviously seriously injured." ”

As if God wanted to verify what he said, Mo Wen's body suddenly stiffened after swinging his sword and killing all the poisons, and he bent down to cover his left chest and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Opportunity...... Let's go together! The guy who took the lead immediately made a move, and a green poisonous light flew out of his hand, and the three people behind him did not hesitate, and released a magic weapon to attack Mo Wen.

"Ahem...... Who are you waiting for! "Mo Wen's sword is like the wind, and it flies the attacking magic weapon.

"Hehe, hand over the flying sword in your hand and spare you from death!" Seeing that the sneak attack was fruitless, the person who took the lead was not panicked, and threatened loudly.

"The scum of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate? Why didn't your boss Qin Wuyan follow up. Mo asked rhetorically.

"Look for death!" Seeing that Mo Wen had no intention of surrendering, the leading guy decisively re-launched the attack, and countless poisonous insects attacked Mo Wen with the brilliance of the four magic weapons.

"Haha, dare you call us scum? What's the use of being strong before. The leading Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples laughed wildly at Mo Wen, who was embarrassed to resist, "I'll let you know in a while what life is better than death!" ”

[Damn, impaired mobility is trouble...... That's it, there are healing things in the Heavenly Emperor's treasury, and no matter how serious the injury is, it is better than having a small life gone. Mo Wen endured the continuous attacks of the four people, and his heart was horizontal.

"You're killing yourselves!" Learn to roar like the great tragedy of being imprisoned for 10,000 years. Mo Wen no longer cared about the offensive of the four, and inserted Yunying into the ground with his backhand.

====== the dividing line of memories =====

"The true recipe of the four-style swordsmanship passed down by the Aoba Patriarch?" Dao Xuan Zhenren frowned, "That old guy handed over the 'Ghost Slaying God' to you?" ”

"The disciple has learned." Mo Wen lowered his head, "If you want to learn from the master, there are two ways left." ”

"Hmm...... Your cultivation is enough, but as a teacher, you can only pass on one more style. Dao Xuan Zhenren thought for a long time and said: "The last style is specially used to cooperate with the treasure of this sect, the ancient sword and the immortal, and it is useless for you to learn it." ”

"Thank you, Master!" Mo Wen smiled.

===== the dividing line of reality ======

"Nine Abyss Yin Spirit, Disillusionment Netherworld." The mantra sings out, the magic weapon of the poisonous insects around it is like being hit hard, as if it was pressed to the ground by a big hand, unable to move, and the surrounding flowers and shrubs also screamed at the same time, and they fell to the ground one after another.

"The vast terrain is to be suppressed by the sword!"

Mo Wen's hand holding the hilt of the sword with both hands pressed down sharply, and a wave that was difficult to see with the naked eye instantly spread, and a rumbling roar came from the foot where he was standing.

"What kind of move is this?" The only traveler among the four who had read Zhu Xian was shocked and was about to escape, but found that his body was extremely heavy, not to mention flying in the sky, and it was difficult to even move his feet.

"It's useless to go back to the city, everyone block hard!" The Ten Thousand Poison Gate Travelers led by him roared, and a green light shield appeared in front of him.

"Back to the city...... It turned out to be a fellow villager. Mo Wen looked at the blue light that suddenly rose and disappeared in an instant, and sneered, "Then I'll send you back to Hell for free, Hell Suppression Sword!" ”

The Hell Youhuang Sword Technique, the earth sword in the four styles of swordsmanship passed down by the Qingye Patriarch of Qingyunmen, when the move, everything within a radius of 100 meters of the caster must bear the pressure of the earth spirit, and then the caster uses the sword as a medium to attract the earth and yin qi to attack the enemy, and the power is overwhelming.

Just as Mo Wengao shouted, countless ice-blue earth-shattering yin qi emitting a faint glow gushed out from the ground, frantically pounced on the four people who were passively guarding, forming a three-meter-diameter ice-blue ball of light.

Half a day.

"Hmph...... Ahem. Mo Wen first snorted disdainfully, then clutched his chest and coughed dryly, and the ice-blue light curtain slowly dissipated, revealing the four people who were surrounded by it.

"I really don't know why these people are still alive until now." Mo Wen looked at the four frozen corpses that had turned into popsicles and shook his head, "If you want to kill people and sell more goods, you must first weigh how many catties and taels you have?" I don't even know who the opponent is, so I go up and fight hard, and my IQ is clumsy. ”

[The circle has to be rearranged again...... Forget it, let's change places. Looking at the surface that had been made a mess by his magnified moves, Mo Wen sighed, set up the cloud shadow and left.

……

Day 2.

[Whew, although the injury is not complete, the poison has been forced out. Feeling the drizzle falling on his face, Mo Wen opened his eyes. [Probably sixty percent of the combat power when the victory is complete...... I finally have the ability to escape. 】

"I hope that healing thing in the Heavenly Emperor's treasure house is powerful enough," Mo Wen rose up in this thin light mist and flew in the direction of the thickening of the tree roots, "Otherwise, it will not be repaired without half a month of cultivation to break the sternum and damaged meridians." ”

"Is this the root...... So long! Mo Wen complained as he grumbled, he had been flying at full speed for nearly half an hour, more than ten miles, but there was still a white mist in front of him, and he couldn't even see the shadow of the tree trunk. What started out as a few high walls is now as huge as a dam, and Mo Wen estimates that a basketball court can be built on it.

After flying for more than twenty minutes, just as the root of the tree was about to be able to build a football field, Mo Wen finally reached his destination.

It was a huge tree. The thick trunk of the tree was like a mountain rising from the ground, and deep ravines were cracked on the surface, and the huge bark rolled out, like a natural lookout—in this thin light mist, Mo Wen couldn't even see how thick the tree really was.

"Hmm...... The age of such a big tree should be recorded in 10,000 years, should you cut it down and count it? Mo Wen was a little nervous, but as soon as his eyes touched the trunk, which was almost like a mountain, his ambition poured out like a balloon that had leaked air. (What kind of cultivation does it take to cut down this tree?) ）

[Let's find the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury first!] Mo Wen leaned in slightly, and the originally flat flying cloud shadow turned at a right angle, and a brilliant five-colored light shot straight into the sky.

Through layers of fog and avoiding the roots and branches, Mo Wen scurried through the blue sky.

Finally, just when the clouds and mist were so dense that they were almost like the miasma wall inside and outside, Mo Wen's eyes suddenly opened up.

The blue sky was like a wash, as far as the eye could see, and Mo Wen, who rushed out of the clouds, pulled out a long white trail above this boundless sea of clouds with a trace of cloud energy. At this time, Mo Wen finally saw the whole picture of the trunk.

A behemoth with a diameter of hundreds of zhang - this is still the length of the trunk of the tree after Mo Wen flew upwards for an unknown amount of time, and Mo Wen estimated that the diameter of the main trunk at the bottom of the giant tree was at least three or four kilometers.

However, even without the obstruction of clouds and mist, Mo Wen still couldn't see the top of this tree, and the giant tree reached into the sky, like a pillar of heaven and earth. Several green vines meander upward, like carvings on pillars.

"Creation Zhong Shenxiu...... Compared to this, Tarzan is a yarn. Mo Wen sighed.

After flying upwards for more than ten kilometers, Mo Wen landed on top of a giant tree fork.

"That's enough for a roof." Mo Wen touched the emerald green leaf that was nearly fifteen meters long, slippery and elastic, "It's not bad to be a mattress." ”

"It's almost there." Mo Wen raised his head, looked at the emerald green spot in the distant sky, let out a long roar, and flew up.

"Heavenly Emperor Treasury, I'm here!"

Hint: The number of remaining travelers in this world is nine.