"Senior, don't you have to leave the Zhu family?"

The Zhu family enshrines the top of the mountain, the place where Mu Zhibai was located before.

The main hall in the pavilion.

Yan Feng and Mu Zhibai, the two of them are here.

At this moment, Yan Feng wanted to laugh a little in his heart, this Mu Zhibai had just humiliated the entire Zhu family, and then returned to this worship mountain that belonged to the Zhu family.

There was no monstrous anger from those people of the Zhu family.

"No, it's here. ”

Mu Zhibai waved his hand, and suddenly the broken blade appeared between the two.

"The Broken Blade has been retrieved for you, if you can't find his whereabouts, your fate... It won't be that good. ”

Mu Zhibai, there was a little cold in her voice, but she could hear that there was a bit of excitement in this tone, obviously... In Mu Zhibai's opinion, the person in front of him, who is seven points similar to him, should be able to find his whereabouts!

"Please also ask the Heavenly Monarch to stay away for the time being. ”

Yan Feng smiled and arched his hand, Mu Zhibai glanced at Yan Feng with a little meaning, and then his figure disappeared in place.

"Old man, it's your turn. ”

After Mu Zhibai disappeared, Yan Feng shouted in his heart.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

The lazy voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded, and he smiled, and by Yan Feng's side, the figure of the old man of the sword spirit condensed.

As soon as the old man of the sword spirit appeared, the broken blade was accompanied by a subtle sound, as if he had seen the master he hadn't seen for a long time, and he was extremely excited.

Yan Feng's eyes condensed slightly... The moment he heard the sound of this broken blade, he was sure in his heart that what the old man of the sword spirit said before seemed to be true.

This sword was his, before it belonged to his father, Baili Moyun.

The old man of the sword spirit, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the broken blade suddenly fell into the hands of the old man of the sword spirit.

"The reason why the old man said that he could find your father with this broken blade is because... Your father's body must have the breath of this sword.

"But..."

The sword spirit slowly closed his eyes, his expression was slightly solemn, and after three breaths... Eyes, slowly opened.

"But what?"

Yan Feng frowned... Looking at the expression and tone of the old man of the sword spirit, this matter was not as easy as he thought before.

"If the breath of this sword has many ways, I'm afraid you need to check them one by one. ”

The old man of the sword spirit, as soon as his hand was released, the broken blade was suspended in the air again.

Yan Feng's brows tightened...

"How many breaths do you sense?"

Yan Feng said in a condensed voice.

"Ten Dao, seven Dao in the True Spirit Continent, one Dao to stop the war, and two Dao in the Tian Yuan Continent. ”

"Ten Paths..."

Yan Feng's eyes tightened... This means that the sword of Baili Moyun back then was shocked into eleven!

At this moment, Mu Zhibai's figure appeared in this room again, and at the same time, the old man of the sword spirit instantly disappeared into Yan Feng's body.

"Heavenly Monarch, it has been ascertained. ”

Yan Feng looked at Mu Zhibai, arched his hand slightly, held the broken blade in his hand, and returned it to Mu Zhibai.

"How?"

Mu Zhibai's voice was filled with irrepressible excitement.

"The place where the Hundred Miles Heavenly Monarch is located should be in one of the ten places. ”

"One of the ten?"

Mu Zhi Bai'e frowned: "Which ten places?"

At the same time, in Yan Feng's heart, the words of the old man of the sword spirit sounded, and Yan Feng followed the words of the old man of the sword spirit and said.

"Within the True Spirit Continent, there are two realms in the north, one in the east, two in the west, two in the south, one in the war, and two Tianyuan continents, as for the specifics, it needs to reach a certain range to determine. “

Mu Zhibai listened to Yan Feng's words, her eyes flashed with light, her eyes glowed with cold light, looking at Yan Feng's eyes... As if questioning Yan Feng.

Yan Feng, with an indifferent expression, met Mu Zhibai's cold eyes.

"Luzhou County is located in the extreme east of the True Spirit, so it starts from this first path. ”

The voice opened lightly, Mu Zhibai shook his hand, and the broken blade returned to Yan Feng's hand again.

"This broken blade will be handed over to you for safekeeping. ”

"Yes, Heavenly Monarch. ”

Yan Feng saluted lightly, but in his heart, he was asking the old man of the sword spirit how to take the next step.

"Boy, send the Broken Blade into the world of the sword. ”

The voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded, and the broken blade in Yan Feng's hand appeared in the sword world of the Heavenly Weeping Desolate Sword.

At the same time, the voice of the old man of the sword spirit sounded.

"Head north. ”

At the moment when the old man of the sword spirit spoke, Yan Feng also spoke: "Heavenly Monarch, go north." ”

As soon as the words came out, Mu Zhibai did not hesitate or wait at all, grabbed Yan Feng's shoulder with one hand, and the figures of the two disappeared in place.

Linyang County.

It is one of the eighteen major counties of the True Spirit Continent.

In the True Spirit Continent, among the countless counties, only eighteen counties have a god honor.

The county with the god is also called the land of the god county.

Three of them have the location of the Great God, which is a place of supreme honor.

And the other fifteen, only the gods are in charge.

This Linyang County is one of them, and it is a county that has just been squeezed into the land of God County an era ago.

It is also the youngest land of the gods.

Naturally, it is also the weakest, and among the rest of the counties, seventeen counties look down on this Linyang County at all.

Because compared to other god counties, there are too many differences.

In the entire Linyang County, there is only one Divine Venerable, and the rest of the Divine Counties, the worst Jianyi County, all have nine Divine Venerables.

But... The rest of the god counties can look down on Linyang County.

The rest of the place, it is not daring.

Anyway... This is also a place where the gods are seated.

It is precisely because of this that this Linyang is not treated by the rest of the gods, so it is closer to those places that are not gods.

Especially... I am most willing to help other counties and solve problems.

This can improve the prestige of Linyang County, after all, it has just become the land of the god county, and it is not as prestigious as other god places.

What Linyang County lacks most is prestige.

And at the moment...

Linyang County, Linyang City.

Mohe Clan Divine Venerable Palace!

But if you are a god, you can suggest your own god-honored palace.

An era ago, the god born in this Linyang County was the head of the Mohe clan.

Outside the Divine Venerable Palace, there was a person with a slightly nervous expression, waiting outside this palace.

Person... It's Zhu Bian!

At this moment, from the palace, a young man in a golden brocade robe walked out.

The guards on both sides of the palace gate bowed their hands when they saw this young man.

"The Nine Dead Princes personally went out of the palace to greet him, and it was really an honor to be here. “

As soon as Zhu Bian saw the young man who appeared, he hurriedly saluted.

"Hey, where is this, Zhu Bian's predecessor is the first person in Luzhou, and my junior is the most honored. ”

As he spoke, he stood beside Zhu Bian and made a gesture of invitation: "Zhu Bian's seniors, please, my father has been waiting for a long time when I heard that my seniors are coming." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Bian suddenly seemed to be flattered: "Let the gods wait for a long time, it's a capital crime... Childe, let's go to the palace quickly. ”