The warboat has been traveling day and night for more than half a month, and it will take more than ten days to reach the destination of this trip, the Chiyun Mountains.

The days on the warship were boring, except for cultivation, you could only look at the scenery along the way on the deck.

Compared to the scenery, it is still their own strength that is more important, so everyone is practicing hard in their own rooms to add a touch of confidence to the upcoming battle.

Zangtian didn't cultivate, he preferred the scenery along the way, the endless jungles, the endless mountains, and the strange beasts, all of which had not been seen in the small world of the Tibetan Netherworld, and they were very new to Zangtian.

Especially the black line in the distance, whether day or night, noon or dusk, the black line is always so conspicuous, and the straight one on the horizon seems to be deliberately drawn by someone.

Moreover, the black line exuded a powerful sword intent, and Zangtian was sure that even a strong person in the Heaven Sensing Realm would not be able to stop the erosion of sword intent.

"Could it be that a peerless powerhouse slashed it with a sword?" Zangtian was taken aback by the thought that suddenly appeared to him, if this was the case, what kind of strong man should it be? I can't imagine it.

"That black line is actually an abyss, called the Sunfall Abyss, and legend has it that the sun can't even rise, so there's no light there. Ming Buping walked to the deck and explained that the Purple Hanging Sect was not far from the Falling Sun Abyss, but Zangtian was just concentrating on cultivation and didn't pay attention to it: "Legend has it that the Falling Sun Abyss divides the world into two parts, and there is another world on the opposite side, and it is very powerful. ”

"Although no one has seen it with their own eyes, I believe that the world really exists, and it is countless times more brilliant than this side. ”

Ming Buping paused and said, "Just like the legend that the Falling Sun Abyss was split by someone with a sword, no one believes it, but I believe it, because I really feel the powerful sword intent there." ”

"Can you feel the sword intent of that piece?" Zangtian was slightly surprised, sure enough, Ming Buping was a good material for natural sword training, or he was born for swords.

"Looks like you can feel the sword intent as well. Ming Buping said calmly: "Finally, someone other than me felt it, I once told the master, but he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that someone could cut a Shen Yuan with a sword." ”

"There is nothing that cannot be believed, and there are many secrets in heaven and earth that we do not know. Zangtian said.

Put yourself in a small position, and then keep working towards a higher place, so that you can reach the peak that others have never reached.

"yes, there's a lot of secrets, and I really want to go to the other side of the world. Ming Buping's immature little face was full of perseverance.

"So, cultivate hard, and one day you will have the strength to cross that abyss. Zangtian said encouragingly.

Ming Buping frowned slightly, obviously not much older than him, but he always pretended to be old-fashioned, which was really annoying.

The black line on the horizon had turned into a red line, and the warship had already entered the edge of the Chiyun Mountain Range, and it would take three days to reach the ruins of King Dan.

Three days is not a long time, and it is even more short for a monk.

The Chiyun Mountain Range is not a red line on the horizon, but can be seen in real terms, the overall red color, like a burning cloud in the evening, and like a bright red blood coagulated.

I have to admire the magic of the world, there are red mountains, whether it is rocks, soil or plants, all are red, not mixed with any other colors.

"I don't know how it came to be. Zangtian sighed.

"One theory is that the Heavenly Dao collapsed, and the Heavenly Fire descended here, forming a mountain range. Ming Buping said that he had heard a lot of rumors with Elder Moyang.

"What about another saying?" asked Zangtian curiously.

"The blood of the ancient powerhouses, there was a great war that destroyed the world ten thousand years ago, the Dao collapsed, time was chaotic, and space collapsed, and all the peerless powerhouses fell here, and their blood stained this mountain range red. Ming Buping said excitedly, very yearning.

"Do you agree with the second statement?" asked Zangtian.

"Yes, that's the real powerhouse, and it's also the realm I aspire to. Ming Buping said firmly.

"Actually, I think it's good that my life is safe, and those are too far away from us. Zang Tian sighed, he had lived in the comfortable life of the Tibetan Underworld since he was a child, he didn't like fighting and longed for peace, if it wasn't for the unsealing of the seal, he would have liked to stay in the clan for the rest of his life.

"Then sooner or later, you will be surpassed by me. Ming Buping said disdainfully, since the defeat, Zangtian has become the target of his transcendence, but he didn't expect Zangtian to be so unmotivated.

Without a strong heart, how can you go to a higher place?

"Maybe. "Zangtian said indifferently, as long as he can break the seal, everything else is free.

"Ready, we're coming. Elder Moyang's sonorous voice interrupted the conversation between the two men.

All the disciples of the Purple Hanging Sect who came with him came to the deck.

Looking ahead, two equally huge warships lay across the sky, and in front of them was a huge hexagonal altar, which was inlaid with a real precious space teleportation stone, which was obviously the gate to enter the secret realm.

A group of people in front of the altar were dressed in blue, with a knife pattern embroidered on their clothes, they were disciples of the Broken Knife Gate, the Broken Knife Gate used to be called the Crazy Knife Gate, but the door master was broken by an elder of the Purple Hanging Sect The knife in his hand was changed to the Broken Knife Gate, in order to remember the shame of the past.

Another group of people dressed in green clothes with a Korean character embroidered with gold thread at the collar were members of the Han family.

"Then I will open the teleportation altar with the Han family and the Broken Knife Gate, you will enter it one after another, remember that the altar is a random teleportation, after entering, you must find the disciples of the same door as soon as possible, and kill the disciples of other sects when you encounter them, and do not show mercy. Elder Moyang said in a cold voice, murderous and awe-inspiring.

The warship stopped in front of the altar.

"Mo Yang is immortal, you are finally willing to leave the Purple Hanging Sect. "There was a yin and yang strange sound from the direction of the broken knife door.

"Hmph, if you don't accept the false knife, you will fight again to see if your strength is as weak as your name. Elder Mo Yang said strongly, just like he was.

"Well, we're here to open the altar, not to see you fight. Han Feizi, the elder of the Han family, said impatiently: "Take out all the things." ”

Han Feizi threw out a palm-sized jade plaque first, and then Elder Moyang and the Void Dao also threw out a jade plaque, which was the key to open the altar.

The three-person movement put the spiritual power into the jade card, and it takes time for the altar to open, just enough to observe each other's strength, and when they saw that the disciples of the Purple Hanging Sect were a little weaker, Zangtian shook his head helplessly, it seems that the Purple Hanging Sect has begun to decline after the great changes two hundred years ago.

"Did you see that person? He is the Han of the Han family, I heard that he is a monster, he kills people without blinking, and many disciples of the Purple Hanging Sect who went out to practice died at his hands, but there is no evidence. Sun Fei leaned over to Zangtian's side and said.

Zangtian looked over, and sure enough, he saw that the first person in the Han family was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with an evil face, looking at Zangtian fiercely, and his scarlet tongue licking back and forth on his teeth.

"You have to be careful of him, Han Feng is his brother, he should seek revenge on you. Sun Fei added.

"Thank you. "Thank you.

"We are the same door, and when we enter the ruins and rely on the senior brother, please take care of the senior brother when the time comes. Sun Fei said happily, his strength is not good, it is difficult to leave the secret realm alive without looking for a shelter, especially if other sects hunt and kill.

"Don't worry, I won't keep it when I need to make a move. Zangtian said, he promised Yue Mubai.

The leading disciple of the Broken Knife Sect is also a young man, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a rough appearance, a beard, and a big knife behind him, he is called Crazy Knife, but he looks like a middle-aged man.

"The altar is opened, and you go into the altar. Elder Mo Yang shouted.

A vortex forms in the center of the altar, and underneath the vortex is a spatial rift that leads to the ruins.

"I'll go first, senior brother. Sun Fei said with a fist clenched and stepped into the teleportation whirlpool.

"Be careful, Han Ji is hostile to you, the Han family surrenders to the Zi Hanging Sect on the surface, but behind the scenes, they are already resentful. Ming Buping admonished.

"Don't worry. ”

The disciples of the Purple Hanging Sect entered the teleportation array one after another, and after all the disciples entered the teleportation array, Zangtian raised his feet and walked into the teleportation vortex, and with him was the Han family's Han Ji.

"I'll kill you. There was no sound, but Zangtian understood Han Ji's mouth.

Zang Tian smiled and entered the whirlpool, he didn't take Han Ji's threat to heart at all.