Although Zhang Zichen knew that Feng Ruotan said these words only unintentionally, this was deeply imprinted in Zhang Zichen's heart.

How long has the Ruined Realm existed?

How old is it?

All this is still an unsolved mystery, and these things will always be buried in Zhang Zichen's heart until the day they are solved.

In this way, Zhang Zichen and the others flew above the mountain range for another twenty-three days.

These days, it was very calm, and the biggest danger was that they encountered five or six True Monarch masters.

Originally, many people regarded Zhang Zichen and his party as ants, and these five or six people didn't know if it was a moment of murder or some other reason.

Anyway, they just saw that Zhang Zichen and the four of them were not pleasing to the eye, and they waved their weapons vigorously, saying that they would kill Zhang Zichen and the four of them.

There is no doubt that Zhang Zichen gave them a fatal blow, killing them without leaving a piece of armor behind, and their souls were scattered.

Because he saw Zhang Zichen's strength, this damn Feng Ruotan's playfulness increased greatly, and when he was on the road, he saw a few masters of the late stage of Zhenjun, and even deliberately went up to scold and provoke.

In the end, he angered the other party, and Zhang Zichen had to stop it, so several precious lives fell in this world.

This made Zhang Zichen, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing have black lines on their faces.

People come to the Guiru Realm for the sake of cultivation, and everyone chooses to be a low-key person and do things in a low-key manner, but this Feng Ruotan's temper as a son-in-law brother has not changed, and he has such a big playfulness.

If this really invites danger, I am afraid that they will all die without a place to bury.

For this matter, Zhang Zichen and the three of them scolded Feng Ruotan fiercely, so scared that he didn't dare to make any more trouble.

On this day, the sun that had been hanging in the sky for more than 40 days finally disappeared.

The sky was cloudy, lightning and thunder roared, and soon it rained heavily.

Zhang Zichen, who was flying rapidly, suddenly stopped, and Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing, who were following closely behind him, also hurriedly harnessed the flying sword and came to Zhang Zichen's side.

"Brother Zhang, why don't you leave?"

"Yes, Brother Zhang, what's going on? Someone can't be following us again, right?"

Feng Ruotan and Lu Wenxing asked loudly.

"No one is following us. Zhang Zichen shook his head and said, "I just want to seriously remind you that in a day or two, there will be a second cultivation place ahead, and there will definitely be many monks around this Centipede Valley, so from now on, we must be mentally minded." ”

"We got it. Feng Ruotan and the others nodded in unison, indicating that they would pay attention to the surrounding situation and pass by quietly here.

After the reminder, the four-person team continued to set off.

That night, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down.

But in this dark night, Zhang Zichen and the others saw an unknown place in front of them, and there were rays of light rising from the ground and shooting into the vast sky.

Moreover, there are quite a few flying swords, flying around in the distance.

This is Centipede Valley!

In this way, in a few hours, they will be able to reach the vicinity of the Centipede Valley.

If you don't want to get into trouble, then you have to be quiet and go farther.

In the early morning of the second day, the heavy rain had not stopped, and when the first light illuminated the earth, Zhang Zichen and the others found that the forest trees under their feet had become dwarfed.

Even, some of the hills are bare.

In this whole mountain range, colorful miasma and poisonous gases are coming one after another, and under the blowing of the mountain wind, these poisonous gases spread everywhere, blowing into the sky and rolling in.

Even at a height of eight hundred zhang from the ground, Zhang Zichen could clearly smell this pungent smell.

"Poison! Hold your breath!"

Zhang Zichen immediately reminded everyone, but when he turned his head to see it, he found that Feng Ruotan and the others had already inhaled poisonous gas.

I saw that the eyes of several of them were red, their lips were black, and when they saw the swaying appearance of the flying sword, it seemed that they had been deeply poisoned.

"I'll go! This is also the monk of the Great Luo Golden Immortal and the True Monarch realm, and the reaction is so poor. ”

Zhang Zichen scolded with a wry smile, but he didn't feel worried about them, poisoning was not a big deal for a monk like them.

These poisons are just ordinary toxins, and they are not life-threatening, and the blood on the bodies of Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing has the function of automatic healing and detoxification, and it is not in the way.

"Hurry up and detoxify yourself, there are so many monks and demon beasts around here, we must fly away quickly!"

Zhang Zichen reminded.

The route they were flying was already at the very edge of the Centipede Valley, which had already brought millions of kilometers to their journey, and if they wanted to bypass, it would have to detour tens of millions of kilometers.

Zhang Zichen and the others wanted to rush to Bishuitan, 100 million kilometers away, as soon as possible to cultivate, and no one wanted to see it if they wasted time.

What's more, with Zhang Zichen's strength, when he encounters ordinary dangers, he doesn't have to pay attention to them at all.

That's why they took the risk and flew around the perimeter of the Centipede Valley.

There are many demon beasts here, and there are also a lot of cultivators, so everything is still careful.

Under Zhang Zichen's reminder, Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing held their breath for the first time, forced out the toxin, and regained their consciousness.

They didn't dare to slack off, and followed closely behind Zhang Zichen and flew forward.

Bang!

The sky was gray, the rain was pouring down, and the poisonous gas was rolling.

It all seems peaceful, but it also seems extremely dangerous.

Four rays of light were originally in the distance, but in the blink of an eye, they appeared in front of them.

Take a closer look, but it is Zhang Zichen and the four.

But Zhang Zichen, who was originally calm, suddenly changed his face, and he suddenly stopped the flying knife and stopped in place.

"I'm going! What are you doing?"

"Oh!

Zhang Zichen stopped suddenly, it was too sudden, Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing didn't have time to stop their feet, and they all bumped into it, very embarrassed and messy.

"Brother Zhang, what are you doing? Are you doing this and trying to kill someone?"

"That's it, Brother Zhang, hit me to death, I'm going to explode. ”

Lu Wenxing and Feng Ruotan complained here, but when they looked at Mao Zhijing, they found Mao Zhijing squatting on top of the flying sword, covering a certain place with both hands, and screaming with an extremely painful expression.

"Mao Zhijing, what's wrong with you? Where are you holding your hands?"

"This, Third Brother Mao, you shouldn't have knocked down your stomach, right?"

Lu Wenxing and Feng Ruotan were puzzled, but their questions attracted Mao Zhijing's dissatisfaction.

Mao Zhijing's face was full of pain, screaming, and scolding: "You second uncle! Lu Wenxing, you are a dog, Lao Tzu's little brother happened to be hit by your watermelon, and Lao Tzu was paralyzed to death, you are still pretending here!"

As soon as he said this, everyone suddenly realized.