This hundredth layer of the world.

Among them, there is a place...

Swamp Thousand Miles.

And at this moment, above this swamp, a crack appeared.

From this crack, a purple bead no bigger than a thumb appeared, and a figure emerged from the bead.

Condensed into a human form, Bingchang.

Bingchang, who showed his figure, had a little horror in his eyes at the moment...

Just now, on his side, a black shadow also appeared.

However, after all, he is the existence of the Wild Seven Realm, and he has lived for several epochs, and he has seen countless scenes large and small, and he has also experienced the existence of the Hundred Frontiers Rebellion back then.

Although the cultivation was suppressed at the moment to immortality, the means at his disposal were far from being comparable to those core disciples of the One Sword God Sect.

With his cultivation in this immortal realm, it took a lot of effort to urge a magic weapon specially used to conceal himself and hide himself.

Otherwise...

At this moment, unless he unlocked the seal of cultivation, otherwise, I am afraid that he will also be swept away by the black shadow.

Took a deep breath...

Bingchang bowed his head slightly, looking at his right hand, a hand, in his hand... There's a wisp of black gas floating over it!

This was a wisp of black qi that he deliberately intercepted from the black shadow before urging the magic weapon.

"Return to the Spirit!"

Bingchang looked at this black gas, his eyebrows condensed, and he drank in a low voice...

Immediately after, the black qi in his hand actually trembled violently, and then... Stunned.

He actually obeyed Bingchang!

Then this black gas slowly floated up... In one direction, the speed is slow at first, and then it is rushing away!

Bingchang, the figure stepped on it, and followed the black gas.

With this black gas...

He can find the origin of this world!

This... It's also his mission.

Wilderness Rocks.

Black shadows, constantly circling and whistling around the wind.

Forehead... Tightly wrinkled.

"Brother, the black shadow that appears here is extremely weird. ”

From the Sky Cry Sword in Yan Feng's hand, a red light appeared, turned into a spirit, and landed on Yan Feng's side.

Severe rain and smoke.

Yan Feng nodded slightly.

"The previous brother left a divine consciousness on the woman's body, and that divine consciousness is still there at this moment. ”

The woman referred to by Yan Fengkou is Yu Jiao.

Yan Yuyan waved his hand, and in an instant, within three zhang of the severe wind, the red jade sword qi was vertical and horizontal, turning into a ten-sided sword shield!

The ten-sided sword and shield shrouded the harsh wind, and the black shadows around it were all unable to get forward.

In this way, the black shadow should have only taken people away, and did not hurt people. ”

Yan Yuyan said.

"It should be so, but I don't know what these black shadows are, after this black shadow, the person who manipulates... And who it is. ”

Yan Feng swept over these black shadows, his expression indifferent.

Regarding the dark shadows around him, Yan Feng didn't have much concern in his heart.

He is well aware ...

These black shadows are obviously the nameless existence of the drums in front of the battle, and the person who really manipulates all this, from the very beginning, has been... Hidden behind.

If this person were to make a move on himself, he wouldn't have waited until now.

Thinking about this person, it's not as simple as killing himself, but there are other things.

In his hand, he holds the Sky Crying Sword.

Yan Feng's hand was slowly raised!

Yan Yuyan, his body turned into a red jade streamer, and he disappeared into the sword body.

Meanwhile...

Yan Feng's eyes flickered in an instant, and from his body, the whirlpool qi surged out, permeating the sword qi!

Don't come out...?!

Don't come out... Then force it out!

The sword in Yan Feng's hand suddenly sank in front of him!

A sword roared, rising into the sky and nine heavens!

With the sword as the center, a wave of qi swept and rolled away...

Sword Qi... Vertical and horizontal.

And this sword qi is not the main thing.

The most important thing is the qi that permeates this sword qi!

The breath in the whirlpool in the body of the strict wind!

The air waves, with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, spread in all directions...!

Those black shadows, as if they had seen a ghost, roared fiercely under the sword aura of Yan Feng... Annihilation dissipated.

Four places...

In a moment, it was restored to the state of clarity.

Dark shadows, disperse.

Wind and sand, subsided.

The wilderness rocks returned to the eyes of the harsh wind.

Eyes, slightly condensed...

Yan Feng's hand slowly pulled out the sword in the rocky ground.

And in front of him, at this moment... In the void, a soft sound came out.

A black light emerged from the void.

The void is like a crack appears!

This crack, in an instant... Enlarge!

Turned into a door.

Inside the door, there was a thick black mist.

And that hatred is getting stronger and stronger!

"Wow, wow, wow!"

At this moment, on Yan Feng's shoulder, the spirit of the little horn appeared, and kept screaming.

The little hand kept pointing at the crack door, opening its teeth and dancing its claws!

"Brother, look at the sky. ”

At the same time, Yan Yuyan's voice also sounded in Yan Feng's heart.

Yan Feng raised his eyes slightly.

Above this sky...

Between the black clouds, a pair of huge eyes appeared.

This time, staring at Yan Feng deadly.

When he saw this, Yan Feng's eyes were deep and slightly condensed...

The eyes of the sky also have a change in their eyes.

Inside, there is a bloodthirsty meaning, a hatred intention, and a... Painful meaning.

Yan Feng glanced at it, but he didn't continue to look at the Eye of the Sky.

Instead, he looked at the crack door that appeared in front of him.

With his experience, the split second is tellable.

Inside this door, it should be where the person who hides behind the manipulation is located.

And Yu Jiao...

It is also in the land of this gate.

Yan Feng was full of questions.

Many things... He was puzzled.

And to know the whole thing, the simplest thing is to ask the person who started the matter.

With an indifferent expression, he took a step towards this door.

On his shoulder, the little horn kept screaming.

And at this moment, beyond the Tower of Babel.

Qiao Yang and Zhao Yao are still here...

However, at this very moment... The moment the wind stepped into the door of the crack!

The black enchantment that originally existed, suddenly... Gone!

The moment this barrier disappears!

Qiao Yang and Zhao Yao, both in an instant, appeared in front of this Babel Tower.

"What's going on...!"

Qiao Yang, Fang Yi appeared in front of the Tower of Babel, his eyes were extremely frightened!

His divine consciousness swept over the Tower of Babel.

At this moment, this Tower of Babel is a... Empty Tower!

An empty tower that is no different from an ordinary stone tower!

The black spirit inside is completely gone.

And...

The original sealing aura of this Tower of Babel has also disappeared completely!

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Yao on the side, he didn't know much about the Tower of Babel, but he could feel the strangeness of the Tower of Babel, specifically, he didn't know, he turned his head and asked Qiao Yang.

"Brother Zhao, this time, I'm afraid you came for nothing. ”

Qiao Yang stroked his white beard, his brows furrowed, and there was helplessness in his eyes.

Previously, Bingchang was still able to enter the hundredth layer of the world by suppressing cultivation.

But now it seems...

The hundredth layer of the world, I'm afraid it has been completely closed.

Who... I can't get in!