Black fire, endlessly scorching between heaven and earth.

In this place, countless black spirits, the terrible roar, continue to go back and forth, and the sky rises and falls.

There are messy broken stones in the middle of the moat, and from the cracks in the stones, there are black fires, which continue to emerge from the cracks in the stones.

The breath inside is scorching!

Yan Feng is in the center of this moat on all sides...

The eyes swept around him, and the rocky ground was full of black flames.

Just now, Yan Feng stepped into the crack door, and the next moment, he appeared here in an instant.

Sweeping around, in Yan Feng's eyes, countless black spirits were reflected.

These black spirits... All of them floated around the dark moat rock walls that stretched endlessly on all sides.

And there is one point, which makes Yan Feng very puzzled in his heart.

In this moat rock wall, there are many prison-like stone caves, and in their caves... It's one black spirit after another.

These black spirits, as if they were imprisoned by this stone cave, could not get out of it at all.

Moreover...

Judging by the coercion spread from these imprisoned black spirits.

The aura of the black spirits that surrounds them is obviously much weaker than that of the black spirits imprisoned in the cave...

Yan Feng swept over these black spirits, and suddenly realized a lot in his heart.

If you are not mistaken, these black spirits surrounded by the outside must be the black spirits in the ninety-nine floors of the Tower of Babel, and together with themselves, they were sucked in by the whirlpool and came to this world.

The aura of these black spirits, from the Heavenly Saint to the Desolate Seven Realm, is all present.

And those imprisoned black spirits... It's above the realm of the Seven Desolate!

That is, the realm of the desolate eight and the realm of the desolate nine!

A slight sweep.

There are nearly thirty of these cliffs on all sides, this kind of stone cave!

However, they are all scattered on the back three cliffs, directly opposite each other, and none of them exists.

More than thirty desolate seven realms... This kind of strength is already comparable to half a holy domain!

I didn't expect that there was still such a power in this world!

The roar of hatred echoed in this heavenly moat, and the anger in that tone seemed to tear the wind apart...

Those black spirits all roared at Yan Feng, as if on Yan Feng's body, there was an aura that made them hate into the bone marrow.

And at this moment... There was laughter, echoing in this moat.

The moat on all sides, responding back and forth, this laughter, like a flood of thunder, between this heaven and earth, can not be rested for a long time.

Yan Feng's eyes condensed slightly, and he raised his eyes to look.

The moat on all sides, the front of the severe wind, at this moment, on this rock wall, the black stone wall began to slowly become illusory.

On the cliff, there is a hundred zhang square circle...

Inside, a huge black spirit appeared.

Eight legs and four hands, a pair of eyes, glowing with extremely rich black mist.

Those eyes... At this moment, he was staring at Yan Feng tightly!

When this black spirit appeared, the rest of the black spirits were all frightened and trembling, and they were all extremely respectful, looking at this cliff in unison, and they didn't even dare to roar.

Obviously, the black spirit that appeared here should be the leader of this group of black spirits.

"You... Who is it?"

There was a voice that came from the moat, from the black spirit head.

This voice, secluded and sharp, echoed in the land of the moat on all sides, and when heard in the ears, it made people's backs chill and numb.

Yan Feng, when he heard this voice, his brows condensed slightly...

I wondered what this black spirit meant!

He had summoned himself to this place, but now he was asking who he was!

Yan Feng looked at the huge black spirit in the moat, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't make a sound.

"I ask you, who are you?!"

In the moat, the head of the black spirit spoke again.

Suddenly, the black spirits around him... Seeing that Yan Feng didn't reply, they all became furious.

There was a constant clamour, but...

One thing Yan Feng found was that these black spirits, who were noisy and angry, were also angry, and they had never been close to themselves from beginning to end.

He looks like he's scared of himself.

That fear is fear from the bones!

It's not just because he has the whirlpool of qi flowing around him.

But... Just like his own appearance, even a look and a breath are enough to make these black spirits tremble.

"Who am I, and who are you?"

Yan Feng, in response to the question of this Black Dragon Venerable, just replied lightly.

"I... I am the Lord of the Immortals!"

The voice of the huge black spirit came out.

The Lord of the Immortals... Yan Feng's brows condensed slightly, this is really the first time he has heard of this title.

I have never heard of this immortal lord in this holy land of nine continents.

"Where are the people?"

Yan Feng didn't ink too much with him, and spoke directly.

Just as Yan Feng's words fell, in front of the stone wall of this huge black spirit...

Fifteen black qi slowly emerged from the void!

Every black gas is entangled with one person... Hang it in the void.

Yu Jiao, as well as Murong Xue, are also among the fifteen black qi.

"The people you speak of, but they. ”

The voice of the Immortal Lord echoed again.

The thirteen people also woke up at this moment, first they were frightened by the surrounding scene, and then everyone also saw the existence of Yan Feng...!

Especially Murong Xue... In her eyes, she didn't feel any surprise when she saw Yan Feng existing.

Feng Le was not surprised.

After all, one of them had seen Yan Feng induce a mutation with their own eyes, and the other had stayed with Yan Feng and witnessed Yan Feng killing the black spirit.

But the others were not, they were all the first to know that Yan Feng existed in this mutation.

And Yan Feng's reputation had already spread throughout the entire One Sword Divine Sect before.

"What do you want me to do?"

Yan Feng glanced at the fifteen people who appeared, he didn't dare to be interested in the death of others, and his divine sense just swept around Yu Jiao's body, ensuring that she was safe at the moment.

At this moment, three feet in front of Yan Feng.

There was a black gas, coming out of the moat and gathering here.

Turned into a human form, faceless, covered in black gas, surging and rolling.

An incarnation of the Lord of the Immortals.

"My father and I are close friends. ”

This immortal lord wanted to reach out and grasp Yan Feng.

Yan Feng frowned, and his steps took a few steps back, avoiding the immortal lord.

To...

Yan Feng sneered in his heart, since he entered this world, he had felt that monstrous hatred.

What kind of bullshit, I think it should be a sea of blood feud.

And from the words of this immortal lord, Yan Feng also understood a lot.

The reason why all this is happening is if there is no mistake.

It should be because he is the son of the Desolate Emperor, and the reason why those black spirits are afraid when they see him...

It is the meaning of the blood of the Desolate Emperor emanating from his body, and the appearance of his resemblance to the Desolate Emperor for seven points!

(End of chapter)