Broken Blade.

It's fleeting.

However, in an instant, the original aura that rose to the sky dissipated in an instant.

And Yan Feng, as soon as he noticed this Broken Blade Anomaly, this anomaly disappeared.

"Boy, I'm afraid that Mo Heyang already knows the purpose. ”

In Yan Feng's heart, the words of the old man of the sword spirit sounded.

Yan Feng also nodded secretly... Obviously, this breath that had just come out of the broken blade had attracted another breath.

And the closest place to this place is the Mohe Divine Palace in Linyang County.

"How are you going now?"

The words of the old man of the sword spirit sounded.

Yan Feng slowly walked onto a stone bridge, with a slight confusion in his eyes.

Even himself... It's also not clear.

What's next.

"The most important thing for you now is to improve your strength, whether it is looking for your father and mother, or saving your friends, or finding the dust that is scattered, your strength is the first. ”

The words of the old man of the sword spirit resounded in Yan Feng's heart.

Yan Feng also knew very well in his heart that no matter what he wanted to do... Strength comes first.

Thinking back to the roads I have walked, every section of the road, when my strength is at the end, even if it is a step forward, it is extremely difficult.

And when their own strength is enough, enough to crush all.

All obstacles will cease to be obstacles.

Straddle...?

No, just kick it over.

"I can't leave this Fushan County. ”

Yan Feng's eyebrows froze, and Mu Zhibai said before that Yan Feng would not leave Fushan County.

For Mu Zhibai... Yan Feng believed very much that as long as he left this Fushan County, Mu Zhibai would definitely appear.

"What do you kid do with the old man? It's just to cover up your breath, as long as that woman doesn't reach the gods, she will never find you. ”

The old man of the sword spirit smiled: "If I am not mistaken, this True Spirit Continent, the most prosperous and prosperous land of the three god counties, the closest place from here is called Yitian County, you can go to this county, maybe you can get some creation." ”

"Yi Tianjun..."

Yan Feng muttered to himself... One of the three god counties.

The three god counties that can be listed independently among the eighteen god counties are only because... In the land of these three counties, there are great gods.

The Great God, the strongest man, an unspeakable realm.

Its cultivation, although it is the same as that of the gods, is only the realm of the heavenly dome... But no one has ever been able to understand how strong this great god is.

Why are these great gods, exterminating the gods, but just waving their hands... The two are both in the realm of the Heavenly Dome, and the huge gap between these strengths is simply unbelievable.

The Way of Heaven and Earth...

I'm afraid that there are only nine people in the world who can really understand the mystery, and that is these nine great gods.

"Just go to Yitian County. ”

There was a hint of determination in Yan Feng's eyes, he couldn't continue to stay in this Fushan County any longer.

If you wait here for a year... When Mu Zhibai recovers, he will still follow Mu Zhibai until he completely finds the ten breaths.

And he wanted to find the broken blade before, but it was only for clues, so he deliberately hooked up with Mu Zhibai.

Now that the broken blade is on him, and the clues are already there, he no longer needs Mu Zhibai.

But... The main point.

Yan Feng didn't think that with Mu Zhibai's half-step Divine Venerable's cultivation, he would be able to completely gather these ten aura.

Just saying that this Linyang County, with the Mohe Divine Venerable, is impossible for Mu Zhibai to get it easily.

And... This Mu Zhibai's temperament, in Yan Feng's opinion, is probably extremely easy to do bad things, just like she can see that she blatantly wants to kill Linyang County.

With his half-step Divine Venerable cultivation, how could he succeed.

"Old man, cover up for me. ”

A voice rose from the sword, and the wind was severe... Heading due west.

Linyang County, in the Mohe Divine Palace.

The huge palace, among the countless secret halls in this palace, there is an extremely inconspicuous secret hall.

Outside this temple, there is not even a garrison.

The outside of the hall is extremely barren and overgrown with weeds, obviously an empty hall that has been abandoned for a long time.

Outside this hall, no one has been cleaned for an era.

And at this moment, in this empty hall, there is a person who appears.

Mohe Divine Venerable, Moheyang.

Mo Heyang... Standing in this temple, looking at this temple that is only about ten abbots square.

In the center of the temple, there is a small wooden table that is extremely ordinary.

On top of this wooden table, there was a dusty broken blade, which was no longer the length of a thumb, and although the surface was covered with dust, the sharpness of the broken blade could still be seen.

And in this broken blade, there is a breath that wants to be released, but it is suppressed by a force.

Mo Heyang, standing here like this, looking at this broken blade, his brows condensed... Lost in thought.

The whole person doesn't know what he's thinking... Perhaps, it is reminiscing about the past years.

Reminiscing, the years that once followed that man.

The man... It's called, Baili Moyun.

At the same time, the harsh wind... has already left Fushan County, and in Fushan County, in the post house, Mu Zhibai is still cross-legged and closes his eyes to heal, not realizing that Yan Feng has left.

Fushan County, and Yi Tianshen County, there are 37 counties separated by the two places.

Every county, at the speed of a severe wind, even at full speed, it would take several days to cross.

Until three months later.

Yi Tian County.

Yi Tianjun has another name.

The Land of the Fairy Forest.

The whole county is surrounded by a huge green forest.

And this green forest is not the same big trees in the forest, all of them, the highest is not more than a foot high, and the shortest is only half a forest high.

Yan Feng appeared ten miles away from Yi Tianjun at this moment.

"Boy, go to the Xuantian Sect of Broken River Mountain, the old man has a close friend who is an elder in this Xuantian Sect, and it is not difficult for you to become a deacon in this sect. ”

Yan Feng frowned... With his cultivation, if he goes to the sect.

The small sects are all able to be elders directly, and the big sects... will definitely not accept the disciples of the Yuan Realm and be a deacon, but it is also said in the past.

"How to get there?"

Yan Feng asked in his heart.

"How does the old man know?"

The old man of the sword spirit said slowly.

"You don't know?"

"The old man has never been to Broken River Mountain, but a close friend once invited me to drink there, but the old man has not yet gone. ”

Yan Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head... I thought that this old man of the sword spirit was too pitiful.

Secretly taking a deep breath, Yan Feng headed towards the edge of this Yitian County.

Since the old man of the sword spirit didn't know, he could only ask.

Yitian County is not a loss of the land of the three god counties, outside this marginal city, there are at least tens of thousands of people gathered here, all preparing to enter the city.

Yan Feng came to the outside of the city gate, looking at the city wall, there were two words, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing engraved on this city gate.

'Fengchang'.

(End of chapter)