The bandit leader collapsed on the muddy ground of the swamp and did not die, but was attacked by extremely violent thunder, his body and meridians were severely damaged, he kept convulsing and trembling, and completely lost his combat effectiveness in a short period of time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't~, don't kill me~!"

He looked at Ye Fan who was approaching in horror, and tried his best to open his mouth and spit out a few words, "Take what you want, I still have a fortune worth tens of thousands of yuan in Gujie Village, as long as you don't kill me, I will give it all to you!"

They had already spent all their money in the ancient realm village, and in order to earn some money, they came to this swamp to rob the passing travelers and martial cultivators. But at this time, in order to survive, the bandit leader can only desperately boast that he has a lot of money.

Ye Fan walked next to the bandit leader, he didn't care about the money in the bandit leader's mouth at all, and his eyes were full of indifference.

This bandit leader seems to cherish his own life, but he does not hesitate to kill other martial cultivators in this big swamp. It is not a pity that this kind of bandit will die.

"Ask for directions, how to get to Gujie Village?"

Ye Fan said coldly.

"As long as you don't kill me, I'll say anything. ”

"Say, I won't kill you!"

"On the northern edge of the Everglades, there's a big canyon called 'Ghost Howl Gorge,' which is impassable. Walking along the edge of the canyon, it is easy to find a village, which is the Ancient Realm Village! The road conditions in the swamp are complicated, and I can lead the way for you, and there are many forces in the Ancient Realm Village, so you must not be offended. I can help you get a place to enter the Ancient Land of the Ancestral Gods.!"

The bandit leader hurriedly said.

"Not necessarily!"

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth were sneering, and the purple ice phantom gun in his hand stabbed down in a flash, killing the bandit leader directly.

Talking to a bandit who wants to take his own life, how can he commit such an infantile disease. If you kill a hundred, the province will suffer endlessly.

He then collected all the belongings of the three Wuhou Realm bandit leaders.

But he was quite disappointed, only a few third-order Xuan soldiers and a small number of pills, as well as hundreds of yuan stones.

The goods of these bandits. It can be described as destitute. I don't know if I really don't have any money, or if I didn't bring it with me and hid it somewhere else.

Not long after, the Golden Eagle Beast Marquis flew back, and it cried excitedly, obviously killing most of the Martial Venerable Realm bandits one by one.

With its speed and strength. It was not difficult to kill dozens of Martial Venerable level bandits.

Ye Fan rode the golden eagle to the north, passing through layers of dense fog and miasma, and finally came to a large canyon like a moat.

This canyon abruptly emerged, like a monstrous dragon tearing open the earth, stretching for thousands of miles, I don't know how far, the dark abyss is bottomless, shocking the world.

The Grand Canyon is dozens of miles wide, and the strong winds whistling through the Grand Canyon are blowing. Sharp as knives, these powerful winds crashed against the cliffs, like billions of ghosts screaming in the abyss.

Sometimes the wind in the canyon seems to be calm, but in fact, it is secretly surging, and the birds and beasts that inadvertently fly through the canyon will suddenly shatter their whole bodies and kill them invisibly.

"This is the Ghost Howl Gorge! There is an Ancient Realm Village on the edge of the Ghost Howling Gorge, and there is the only passage in the Ancient Realm Village to the other side. Arrive at the Ancient Land of the Ancestral Gods. ”

Ye Fan looked at the Ghost Howl Gorge and thought silently in his heart.

The Grand Canyon isn't just because of the ghostly scream. It's called Ghost Howling Gorge. What's more, for countless years, there have been countless human races and beasts who have ventured into the Ghost Howling Canyon and died.

He threw a broken third-order martial marquis-level blade into the Ghost Howl Gorge and shot it dozens of miles away to the other side of the canyon.

The blade shot at a rapid pace. I see that half of the time has passed. Suddenly, I don't know what it hit, it quickly melted, and was hit by the inexplicable sand in the Grand Canyon, which drifted away with the hurricane.

Ye Fan saw this scene. I couldn't help but be shocked.

This is not just the power of the simple Feng Gang, but it is also possible that the Feng Gang contains an extremely high temperature, which incinerates this Wuhou-level third-order broken blade into a solution in an instant, and it is possible to form a cloud of smoke and dust in mid-air.

With such a strong wind and fire aura, even the Martial King did not dare to forcibly cross this canyon.

It seems that if you want to fly directly through the canyon of Ghost Howling Gorge, it is a great adventure of nine deaths. Breaking into the Grand Canyon, I'm afraid I won't know how I died.

I still have to go to the Ancient Realm Village, and take the passage that has been proven by the world to be the safest way to the Ancient Land of the Ancestral God for countless years.

Ye Fan rode the Golden Eagle Beast Marquis, flew along the Ghost Howling Gorge, and flew all the way to the right.

Sure enough, within half an hour, he saw a small village.

It is a very simple village, surrounded by a wooden fence on the outside, and a bluestone street and a large number of pavilions and courtyards inside. If placed on the outside, this is an inconspicuous ordinary village.

In fact, the village is sandwiched between the Everglades and the Devil's Howling Gorge, and the environment is harsh, with no sunlight all year round, and almost no one wants to settle here for long.

The only purpose of this small village is to provide temporary residence for a short period of time for those who intend to travel to the ancient land of the ancestral gods.

Every year, those who intend to travel to the Ancient Land of the Ancestral Gods arrive here one after another, and take a temporary stay in this small village, waiting for a suitable time to cross the Ghost Howling Gorge.

Usually, there are hundreds or thousands of people gathered in the villages, all of whom are martial cultivators above the Martial Venerable Realm.

After the martial arts were gone, the small village was empty, and it would not increase until the next year.

When there are many people, some merchants come to this ancient village to do business, and the village becomes more lively.

Ye Fan rode the Golden Eagle Beast Marquis, slashed through the air, and flew into this ancient realm village.

In the village, there were already a lot of martial cultivators who were ready to go to the ancient land of the ancestral gods.

It is not yet the time to pass through the Ghost Howling Gorge, and the martial cultivators in the village are either practicing behind closed doors or idle, and many people simply set up stalls to sell some mysterious materials that they don't use, or gather together to gamble, and eat, drink and have fun.

They heard the sound of a golden eagle breaking through the sky, and they couldn't help but look sideways at Ye Fan who had entered the village. I was a little surprised to see that Ye Fan was a martial artist, but he appeared alone.

With the cultivation of the Wuhou realm, it is very rare to go to the ancient land of the ancestral god alone.

After all, both the Great Swamp and this Ancient Realm Village are chaotic and disorderly places. Martial arts cultivators, who are alone and have low cultivation, are easy to be targeted by others, and at least they are robbed of money and cause death.

For thousands of years, Gujie Village has its own conventions and customs.

For example, no one cares about the big swamp outside Gujie Village, and kills and robs goods at will. But you can't kill people and rob goods in this ancient realm village, otherwise you will offend the anger of the people and be attacked by all the martial cultivators. It's a place to stay, and no one wants to be killed in their sleep.

In addition to not killing people and robbing goods, there are not many other rules in this ancient realm village.

"It's amazing! There is a group of bandits in the swamp, and they can be regarded as a small strength. Pick a lone martial cultivator to start, and below the Wuhou period will definitely be targeted. Wasn't he intercepted and killed by this group of bandits?"

"I guess it was a fish that slipped through the net, but I was lucky not to meet them!"

"It may also be that he rode the Golden Eagle Beast Marquis, flying fast, and that gang of bandits didn't catch up! Count this kid lucky, as long as he enters the Ancient Realm Village, no one will dare to kill him. ”

In the Ancient Realm Village, there were a few martial cultivators who showed different colors and discussed them in private.

Ye Fan jumped down from the back of the golden eagle and put it into the beast control ring.

His gaze swept over the many martial cultivators gathered in the village, and his heart was shocked and became more and more alert.

There are currently about a thousand people in this ancient realm village, not only Wuzun and Wuhou, but also powerful Wuwang realm figures, all of whom are planning to go to the ancestral god ancient land.

In this small Ancient Realm Village alone, there are at least four or five Martial Kings waiting here.

"There are so many people gathered in the Ancient Realm Village, it seems that it is not yet time to cross the Ghost Howling Gorge!"

Ye Fan said secretly in his heart. With an indifferent expression, he walked around the village, looking for an uninhabited pavilion to live in temporarily.

The wooden buildings here are all built by the martial artists.

The humidity near this swamp is heavy, and the fog is corrosive. A wooden roof will be abandoned and destroyed over many years, and a new building will be built.

If you want to live in a better condition, build a simple wooden building by yourself. Some groups of experienced martial cultivators who often enter and leave the ancient land of the ancestral gods will bring their own wood to build buildings, and it doesn't take much effort.

If you don't dislike the poor environment, then squeeze in with other scattered martial arts and live in the old buildings built by others.

Ye Fan searched around, but he didn't find any empty buildings, almost all the large and small attics on both sides of the street were inhabited by martial cultivators, and most of them were groups of martial cultivators.

He is not familiar with the martial arts cultivators, and it is not easy for him to come forward rashly.

"This brother, if you don't mind, come to our building and squeeze it. We're a group of businessmen here, and there are a few big empty wings!"

A middle-aged man in a green shirt was coming down from a wooden building, and when he saw Ye Fan alone in Gujie Village, he couldn't help but smile.

Ye Fan looked at the man, this middle-aged man was a martial marquis cultivator, and he looked dignified, not like a treacherous person, so he couldn't help but arch his hand and said: "Thank you, then I will bother you below!"

Under the leadership of the middle-aged man, Ye Fan went upstairs.

"Where! We also borrowed the house of our predecessors to live for a month, and waited for the wind in the Ghost Howling Gorge to calm down before entering the ancestral god ancient land to do some small business. Everyone is a guest of Gujie Village, but they come first and come first. ”

The middle-aged man laughed.

"It's going to take a month to cross the Ghost Howl Gorge?"

Ye Fan was slightly surprised.

He knew that he only had one chance a year to cross the Ghost Howling Gorge, but he didn't know exactly when.

"Of course, there is only one day a year in Ghost Howl Gorge, and the wind direction of the canyon will change and reverse, and it will become safe at the moment when the wind direction is reversed. This time is very short, and every year it is at this time that the big guy crosses the Ghost Howling Gorge. ”

"I take the liberty of asking, I don't know if Brother Tai is going to the Ancient Land of the Ancestral God, is it an adventure to experience, or is he going to join the forces of the Ancient Land! Our group of merchants are businessmen who often go in and out of the Ancient Land of the Ancestral God, and we hope to make more friends!"

The two chatted and went upstairs.

There were dozens of merchants gathered upstairs, and there was no shortage of people from the Wuhou Realm who were cultivators, and it seemed to be a small caravan. But unlike the worldly caravans, this group of merchants is afraid that most of them are caravans selling high-end mystical artifacts and even treasures.

(To be continued.) )