The Ancient Murder Land is extremely vast, and it is a Sumeru space with an extremely irregular shape.

Except for the most central area, where the evil qi gushes out, it extends in all directions for millions to millions of miles.

Now, in the sky above a swampy land in the southwest of the Ancient Evil Land, the void suddenly writhed.

"Hula!"

A slender figure staggered out, and took a closer look at who else this person could be if it was not Dongfang Mo.

At this time, a few messy strands of hair hung down between his temples, and the breath in his body surged, looking slightly embarrassed.

As soon as Fang appeared, the mana in his body stirred, and at the same time, his gaze swept around, as if he could deliver a sharp blow at any time.

"Huh?"

But when he saw the situation clearly, his brows immediately furrowed.

He didn't see He Jun here, nor did he see the Night Spirit Clan's monks.

Everywhere he looked, there were barren swamps.

Dongfang Mo instantly judged that the place where he was now was not the previous Demon Binding Array.

As he thought about it, his face began to grow strange.

After crushing the Four Elephant Escape Talisman just now, he thought that he could directly avoid the ferocious spatial fluctuations, but after the next dozens of breaths, his eyes were all white, and a slight feeling of dizziness appeared in his mind, which was the same as when he used the teleportation array before.

It was his guess that nine times out of ten, it was the violent spatial fluctuations that caused him to use the Four Elephants Escape Talisman to directly teleport out an unknown distance and appear in this swampy land. In other words, now he is far away from the Demon Binding Array, and even more away from the Night Spirit Clan monks and He Jun.

"Damn it!"

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo looked annoyed, his corpse blood poison had not yet been resolved, and Nangong Yurou might have fallen into the hands of the night spirit clan monk.

But then he put the ancient monk in his hand into the demon suppression map, and then reached out to wipe it in his arms, took out a small mirror magic weapon from it, and injected it with mana, and began to check it.

This time by chance, he directly teleported out of the Demon Binding Array, which was not an opportunity, because in this case, he would be able to contact the people of the Dongfang family, and then kill him back, and then he would not believe that the Night Spirit Clan monk could make any waves.

It's just that after his mana was injected into the small mirror, the small mirror did not have any abnormalities. In this case, either there is a prohibition around him, or he is too far away from the person who holds the same thing in the Dongfang family.

Dongfang Mo touched his chin, and then he grabbed his waist again, took out a jade slip from it, and put it on his forehead to check it.

The jade slip was a copy of the animal skin map in Gu Suci's hand that included the ancient fierce land, and now the first thing he did was to confirm the approximate location of his location.

It didn't take long for Dongfang Mo to put the jade slip down from his forehead, and then he looked around and shot out in a certain direction.

After walking thousands of zhang ahead, he took out the jade slip and pasted it on his forehead, and then swept it in a certain direction. After repeating this many times, he finally stopped, and at this time he confirmed the approximate location of his location, which should be in the Heavenly Desolate Swamp in the southwest of the Ancient Evil Land.

After confirming this matter, Dongfang Mo's face was not very good-looking, just because the Heavenly Desolate Swamp was almost on the edge of the ancient murderous land, and it was extremely remote and remote.

And he had teleported directly to this place from the central area of the Ancient Murder Land before, and he didn't even encounter the Spatial Rift Blade on the way, so I have to say that his luck was not bad.

If he wanted to contact the people of the Dongfang family as soon as possible, he could only go to the direction of the entrance of the Ancient Murder Land, that is, the location of the passage that was squeezed by that low-law star field.

Although the road was far away, Dongfang Mo had no choice, at this moment, the mana in his body was agitated, and with a "whoosh" sound, it turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared at the end of the desolate swamp in the distance in a flash.

……

At the same time, at the entrance to the Ancient Murderous Land. Most of a large star field was submerged in the ground, revealing only a hemispherical shape.

Around the star field, there are spatial crack blades as small as the size of earthworms and hundreds of zhang in length, if someone falls into it, they will inevitably be twisted to pieces, maybe even the Dao Breaking Realm monks will not be spared. Fortunately, as time passed, these spatial rift blades were like ripples in the water, slowly healing.

And this star field is naturally the fallen low-law star field.

Now, in the East China Sea on the Low Law Star Field, there is an ethereal Peng Island, quietly emerging from under the water.

In the center of Peng Island, there is a bottomless pit the size of a hundred zhang, in which a stream of black gas is gushing out continuously.

Beneath the entrance of the cave, there is a desolate dead city, in which the wind blows like a white blade, making a loud noise.

In the center of the dead city, there is also an altar, on which stands a vague and strange figure. Judging by the silhouette, it should be a wizened old man.

What is shocking is that the upper half of the old man's body is naked and naked, and the lower half of his body is actually an ancient tree.

The vigorous rhizomes of the ancient tree took root on the altar, as if it had been baptized by countless years.

"Here comes the opportunity again, this time I will definitely find him, and I will use his blood to break the shackles on me!"

At this moment, the old man raised his head, opened his eyes, and revealed a pair of muddy eyes, and muttered to himself.

After his words fell, a tall figure stepped forward beside him, a young man holding a three-foot green peak. This person's expression was awe-inspiring, his eyes were like needles, and there was an astonishing sword intent exuding from his body, which made people dare not look directly.

Hearing the old man's words, the young man stepped a little, and with a "whoosh", his figure was like a sharp sword unsheathed, tearing open the raging Gangfeng, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

"Assert ......"

It was only then that the emaciated figure let out a strange laugh that made the scalp tingle.

……

One hundred thousand miles south of the ancient murderous land, a woman in a purple dress with a strange appearance stood in the air with her hands behind her back. Behind the woman, there were two more figures bowing down. If you look closely, one of these two is a delicate and petite girl in a red dress, and the other is a woman in white with a white mask on her face. If Dongfang Mo was here, he would definitely recognize these two women as his fellow disciples of the Qingling Dao Sect, one was the Heavenly Fox Holy Maiden, and the other was the inner disciple Hong Ying.

"Are you two sure that the new Holy Son is now in the Land of Ancient Evils!" At this moment, I only listened to the purple-robed woman who was the leader.

"Venerable Qiqi, that Holy Son is indeed in the Land of Ancient Evils." It was the Heavenly Fox Holy Maiden who opened her mouth to answer.

"Very good, this time the two of you are here for this purpose, to bring the Holy Son, whether you use soft or hard, but the deity must live." The purple-robed woman said.

"Yes!"

The Sky Fox Holy Maiden and the Red Sakura bowed down at the same time to receive the order, and then the second daughter retreated.

"My junior brother, your senior sister's Seven Miao Tree is not so easy to take."

After the second daughter left, the corners of the purple-robed woman's mouth hooked up a touching arc.

……

And just north of the Ancient Evil Land, near the edge of some remote place, there is a low, inconspicuous mountain peak with a winding path leading to the top.

At this moment, the figures of the two men gradually emerged from the end of the path, and finally the two slowly walked to the top of the mountain. Take a closer look, these two people are Tianyazi and Muzhen Shengzi.

After arriving here, Tianyazi took out a gossip compass from his cuff, and as his mana was injected into the compass, he saw that the pointer on the compass began to rotate rapidly, and finally slammed suddenly, and at the same time, the void on the top of the mountain also shook.

"This is the place!"

Seeing this scene, Tianyazi accepted the compass, and then he said: "I didn't expect this trip to be so smooth, just wait for his arrival here." ”

And the "he" in Tianyazi's mouth is naturally Dongfang Mo.

To this, the Holy Son of Muzhen just nodded, and then found a place to sit cross-legged, still silent.

……

In addition to these people, in the sky above that low-law star field, there was also a man in a black dragon robe, about forty years old, standing with his hands in his hands.

This person's eyes are like two deep starry skies, as if they can swallow everything in sight. But now his eyes were fixed on the front. Just because not far in front of him, there was a handsome monk, holding a demon-slaying pestle in his right hand, rolling a string of prayer beads in his left hand, and looking at him calmly with his eyes.

"Donor of the East, don't come unharmed after many years." At this moment, the handsome monk looked at the man in the dragon robe, and said in a hoarse voice without the slightest emotion.

"Who am I, it turns out that I am one of the three Dharma kings under the Buddha's throne, Dharma King, you are not in charge of the Buddhist precepts and punishments, what are you doing here!" The old voice of the dragon-robed man sounded.

"The poor monk has been traveling the world all these years, and he didn't come here on purpose." The monk who is known as King Bodhidharma.

"Really!"

The dragon-robed man's eyes narrowed slightly, and as he spoke, a vast invisible force diffused from his body, rolling towards this person.

"Buzz!"

In just a moment, the air around them fell into a standstill, and even time seemed to stop flowing, and only these two people were left in heaven and earth.

However, when this invisible force hit the body of Dharma King, this person's body was like a reef in a huge wave, not moving at all.

After about ten breaths, the dragon-robed man's mind moved, and the vast power disappeared in an instant, and the surroundings also returned to their previous appearance.

The man in the dragon robe waved his hand, and a case suddenly appeared in front of him. Then he sat down cross-legged, picked up a pot of spiritual tea on the table, poured them into two delicate porcelain cups, and then looked at King Dharma Dharma and said: "I am a guest from afar, I don't know if the King can sit down and talk." ”

"Then the poor monk is respectful, it is better to obey his fate."

Dharma Dharma stepped on the void, and every time he fell into the void, there would be a circle of ripples, and finally sat cross-legged opposite the man in the dragon robe.

"Please!"

The man in the dragon robe took the lead in picking up a cup of spiritual tea, nodded his head, and then raised his head and drank it all.

Seeing this, King Bodhidharma's expression was still cold, but he also picked up the porcelain cup and poured the spiritual tea in the cup into his mouth.