Penal Temple.

Dong Bo sat on the futon, his eyes closed, his whole body was bursting with momentum, he was in the process of breaking through, after a long time, Dong Bo opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and a disappointment flashed in his eyes, obviously this attempt to break through, but it still ended in failure.

Stomp and tread.

A disciple walked in quickly, stood respectfully in front of Dong Bo, and said, "Elder Dong, when my subordinates learned that Lin Hao had left the Taixuanmen without permission, and they don't know where to go, would they be afraid of the elder's strength and betray the Taixuanmen?"

"Out of the Taixuanmen?" Dong Bo looked intently, frowned, and then stretched out, with a cold look on his face.

"Don't care, if he dares to judge the Taixuanmen, he just falls into the arms, and he doesn't even need me to do it, naturally someone will clean up the portal, with his cultivation of the little magic realm, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, he can't escape the pursuit of the Taixuanmen. Dong Bo opened his mouth and said, if Lin Hao judged the Taixuanmen, he would be even happier, the higher the strength, the higher the identity, and the more aware of the strength of the Taixuanmen, as long as Lin Hao did this, he dared to guarantee that Lin Hao would not live for three months.

When the visitor heard this, he frowned, and said tentatively: "Elder, at this time, Lin Hao has come out of the Taixuanmen, can we send someone to kill him without knowing it?"

When Dong Bo heard this, he was a little moved, but after thinking about it for a while, he still shook his head.

"Although I didn't take Lin Hao in my eyes, I have to admit that his strength is good, if you go to find trouble with him, you will also fall into Peng'er's future, anyway, he doesn't have much time to live, so he doesn't have to cause trouble. Dong Bo said.

There is only a short month left before the competition between the two, and in his opinion, Lin Hao will definitely die, and it is obviously unnecessary to send someone to ambush Lin Hao at this time.

Even, if the matter of him sending someone to assassinate Lin Hao is known to Taixuanmen, in case it causes other turmoil again, it will be a little unfavorable to him at that time.

"Ignore it. ”

"Yes!"

After Dong Bo saw his disciple leave, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, he said secretly: "Peng'er, don't worry, you won't be alone, I will let Lin Hao bury you with you." ”

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The distance between Taixuanmen and the Dead Sea is a total of 30,000 li, and if you ride a horse, you can walk 1,000 miles a day, but Lin Hao's strength is now in the Divine Power Realm, and he is extremely fast, far from being comparable to ordinary horses.

Lin Hao turned into phantoms and quickly headed towards the Dead Sea, without stopping at all, not much time was given to him, he didn't know if he could find the Seven Rank Lotus Platform within half a month and let the Soul Eater Gun repair it.

But he can only give it a try, as long as the Soul Eater Gun is repaired, his chances of dealing with Dong Bo will be much improved.

It's not that he didn't think about judging Taixuanmen, but he just thought about it, and he was not stupid when he judged that Taixuanmen was definitely dead or alive.

Five days later, Lin Hao was covered in dust, and the location from the Dead Sea was also very close, during these five days, Lin Hao did not stop at all, and used his mana to rush with all his strength, and after the mana was exhausted, he would use the spiritual liquid in the heavenly gourd, otherwise, he would not have come here so quickly.

The weather was a little gloomy, it looked very bleak, it looked like a storm was coming, and the air was extremely humid, as if it would rain soon.

Lin Hao didn't care, although the weather would affect his mood, but at this time, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the weather at all, so he could only do his best to hurry.

The Dead Sea, whose full name is the Sea of Death, is a place where bones are buried, and there are many monks buried in the Dead Sea, and the number is not countable.

Therefore, the Sea of Death terrified all the monks, but even so, there were countless monks who rushed to the Sea of Death without their lives.

Because danger and opportunity coexist, although the sea of death is terrifying, but the treasures contained in it are also countless, ordinary monks, as long as they get any treasure in the sea of death, bringing it out can also cause an uproar, and it is because of this that so many monks have come forward to follow.

The more Lin Hao walked towards the location of the Dead Sea, the more gloomy the sky became, as if the sky would collapse in the next moment, which made people's hearts dull.

After a long time, Lin Hao saw the silhouette of a corner in the distance, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally arriving at his destination.

In the distance, there was a city, the squatting wall was broken, and the small holes sprinkled by Linlin looked dilapidated, and Lin Hao could smell the smell of decay coming to his face.

Although the city wall is broken, but with a simple momentum, the city wall as high as more than ten zhang looks extremely powerful, strong standing in place, sheltering the whole city from the wind and rain.

This city is not big, but it is not small, it is not as good as Dingfang City, but it is a little more than Tianding City, it belongs to a medium city, it occupies a hundred miles of place, and there are many monks in the city, all of them are a group of ruthless characters who want money and don't want to die.

Lin Hao walked into the city and saw a few rusty characters written on the city wall, which had obviously been dilapidated after the wind and rain.

Heavy Rain City!

According to Lin Hao's understanding from the notes of cultivating immortals, the reason why Heavy Rain City took this name is also because of the surrounding weather, near the Dead Sea, it rained for two and a half days out of three days, but this rain was not the usual rootless water. Instead, it carries a little weight and falls on the person's body like hail.

But even so, it does not make people feel strange, and even named after this rain, but because of this heavy rain, there is a corrosive, thick city wall because of this heavy rain, it is because of this heavy rain, it is corroded and broken.

It was too late, it was fast, just as Lin Hao was approaching the city gate, a heavy rain fell down, Lin Hao frowned, and looked towards the white robe.

A white smoke disappeared in an instant, and the shoulders seemed to be heavier, and small holes appeared.

"It's strange that this rain has a corrosive force, although it is not strong. Lin Hao said secretly, and his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, heading towards Heavy Rain City.

The rain only covered a radius of 5,000 miles near the Dead Sea, and no one knew why it was corrosive, but no one was looking to get to the bottom of it.

Inside the city, it was far from what Lin Hao saw outside the city, and even the scene inside the city made Lin Hao a little surprised.

In his imagination, the city of Heavy Rain was very dilapidated, many houses were damaged by the rain, it was impossible to live at all, and it was sparsely populated, and he was even ready to see no one for a long time, but he didn't want to, the situation in this city was not at all what he imagined.

In the Heavy Rain City, it was not affected by the corrosion of the rain, because after Lin Hao entered the city, he saw a blue light curtain in the sky, covering the entire Heavy Rain City, and in the Heavy Rain City, it was extremely prosperous, and many monks carried weapons around their waists. Of course, the cultivation of these monks is not high, after all, they don't even have a hundred treasure bags.

Entering the city, Lin Hao felt a murderous aura rushing towards his face, mixed with a lot of indescribable momentum, which seemed a little contradictory and mixed.

For Lin Hao, many monks didn't care at all, and walked past Lin Hao, but many people had disdain or disdain in their hearts.

Because, judging from Lin Hao's age, he is too young, at such an age, he wants to come to the Dead Sea to make a windfall, although there are often many young people in Heavy Rain City, but most of them die in the Dead Sea, in their eyes, Lin Hao's fate will be the same as them.

Lin Hao didn't care, his eyes looked around, and he soon found an inn, although he was a little impatient to go to the Dead Sea, but his understanding of the Dead Sea was all from the notes of cultivating immortals, and the inn was the best place to inquire about the situation.

Walking into the inn, Xiao Er walked up, saw Lin Hao, and said enthusiastically: "This guest officer, what do you need?"

"Prepare a few side dishes and a pot of good wine, by the way, there is a place on the second floor. Lin Hao said with a smile.

Xiao Er hurriedly bowed his head and said enthusiastically: "Yes, but, guest officer, this place does not accept yellow and white things, only spirit stones." ”

Lin Hao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, it is not very strange, after all, the sky here is complicated, and ordinary people cannot survive at all, which also leads to the fact that the yellow and white things here have no effect at all.

Xiao Er greeted Lin Hao to the second floor, turned around and walked towards the kitchen, shook his head, sighed secretly, and said to himself: "Alas, he is another young man who is not afraid of death." ”

According to Lin Hao's cultivation, of course, it was easy to hear Xiao Er's words, and he smiled speechlessly, but he didn't care.

On the second floor, many monks sat on stools, gulping down food and wine, talking wantonly, and their tones were rampant, and they said that whoever died and who survived, which was very vicious.

In the seat not far from Lin Hao, a middle-aged man was missing an arm, and his face was also burned by the fire, and when he spoke, it was as if centipedes were flowing on his face, which was very terrifying.

The middle-aged man was eating the vegetables in a big gulp, one foot on the stool, and two rows of big yellow teeth were opened to open his mouth, and there was a green vegetable leaf on the yellow teeth, and he was talking with emotion.

Opposite him, another man did not have the slightest impatience and listened attentively.

"Hmph, you still don't believe it, when Lao Tzu was young, he was personable and delicate, but unfortunately, he entered the Dead Sea once, causing an arm to be directly bitten off by the demon beast and almost fell into the sea, fortunately I reacted quickly at the time, just let the sea water splash on my face, resulting in the current appearance, I tell you, the reason why the Dead Sea is called the Dead Sea is because the dead monks in it can fill up the entire Heavy Rain City!"

Lin Hao listened intently, and was very shocked, the dead monk can fill up the entire Heavy Rain City?

How many people will it take to fill this? 100,000 million?

Lin Hao pinched the wine glass, forgot to put it in his mouth, and continued to listen.

"However, no one has been to the Dead Sea recently, no matter how strong they are, they can't go, otherwise there will definitely be death and no life. Centipede Face continued.

"Why can't I go during this time, with my cultivation in the Blood Spirit Realm, will there still be danger?" The middle-aged man sitting opposite seemed to be coming to Heavy Rain City for the first time, and his tone was full of curiosity.

"Blood Spirit Realm?" the centipede laughed with disdain, and said: "Two years ago, there were also people who didn't believe in evil, and that senior had the cultivation of the Hidden Fourfold and Jindan Realm, wasn't it very powerful? ”

"How is that possible!"

"How is that possible!"

Not only did the man exclaim, but even Lin Hao exclaimed, this is also too terrifying, the powerhouses of the Jindan Realm can't survive in the Dead Sea?

The centipede face heard Lin Hao's exclamation, and didn't care about Lin Hao's eavesdropping, just glanced at Lin Hao, drank the wine in the big bowl, and then said slowly.

"Hmph, if it were normal and the Dead Sea was calm, the danger would be greatly reduced, and although it was the same as nine deaths, it would not be ten deaths. As we all know, the waters of the Dead Sea are very corrosive, and my face is disfigured because of this, and at this time of year, the Dead Sea will set off storms and waves, and storms will hit, and when the Dead Sea turns over the rivers and seas, let you cover the sky, in the Dead Sea, there is no chance of survival, in my opinion, unless you can reach the Nine Layers of Human Possession, you can survive safely, but you will definitely be injured. ”

A storm, so strong?

Lin Hao's eyes widened, it was not that he had never seen a storm, even if the sea set off waves, it would not hinder the monks of the Blood Spirit Realm much.

But Lin Hao thought about it in a blink of an eye, and he understood, there are terrifying demon beasts in the Dead Sea, and even the Dead Sea has a strong corrosiveness, and when the waves are together, no matter who it is, they can't avoid being contaminated by the seawater, and because of this, even the powerhouses of the Jindan Realm will hate it.

"And how long will this storm last?" the middle-aged man asked with a frown.

"How long?" the centipede smiled, paused, and continued, "A month for the shortest, three months for the long!"

When Lin Hao heard this, his face suddenly changed, he was very iron-blue, it was as short as a month, and when the Dead Sea was calm, the life-and-death battle between him and Dong Bo had already begun, and there was no chance at all.

But he didn't care about the storm, and he broke into the Dead Sea directly? Lin Hao thought of this, and instantly dispelled this thought, even the powerhouses of the Jindan Realm could not survive, and he would go in, and he would also die without a place to be buried, so it was better to commit suicide.

Thinking of this, Lin Hao sighed and shook his head, it seemed that he couldn't rush into the Dead Sea.

However, Lin Hao didn't plan to return to Taixuanmen at this time, he didn't know if the centipede-faced words were true, he needed to stay in Chongyu City for a few days, whether this was the case or not, it would naturally be revealed.

When Lin Hao heard the bad news, he looked at the food on the table and was tasteless, threw down the spirit stone, and asked Xiao Er to prepare an upper room.

The drizzle was continuous, and the drizzle fell as if it were endless, and if it weren't for the light curtain above the heavy rain city, the city would also be shrouded in a rainy night.

The monks who came to Heavy Rain City lived on the knife every day, very indulgent, and even if they didn't agree with a word, they would fight, Lin Hao came to Heavy Rain City for less than a day, and he had already seen dozens of battles.

It can be seen from this that the folk customs here are strong.

Due to the bad weather here, there are no people to survive, and even the little second in the inn has the cultivation of the chakra realm, so the people who can be in Heavy Rain City basically belong to the monks.

It is even more because there are no people, although it is in the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty, there is no city lord's mansion in Chongyu City, and there is no one to manage it at all, so it is so lawless.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed in a blink of an eye.