Chapter 950: Second-rate forces

"Perhaps...... We can't go in together. ”

Facing Feng Tianwu's greeting, Duan Lingtian shook his head.

"Why?"

Feng Tianwu was stunned, and her pretty face was full of puzzlement.

The disciples of the Five Elements Sect and the Sword Sect, including Huang Da Niu, also looked at Duan Lingtian with puzzled expressions, not knowing what Duan Lingtian meant by this.

"I've probed the 'black fog' around me...... There are arrays of inscriptions in it that are structured into 'illusions', and the number of them is beyond my imagination!"

Duan Ling Tian took a deep breath, looked at the surrounding black mist with a look of jealousy, and muttered, "There is only one effect of these 'Inscription Arrays'...... That is to separate the people who enter, and disperse them in every corner of the 'Martial Emperor's Secret Vault'!"

As a person who has fused the memories of the Reincarnation Martial Emperor, he naturally knows the meaning of the existence of the 'Inscription Array' in the black mist.

Because in some of the 'games' that Emperor Wu of Reincarnation played in the past, there were similar inscription arrays.

The main purpose is to separate the people in the pile, let them scatter everywhere one by one, and carry out a cruel survival test, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive.

Only those who survive last will be rewarded.

"I see. ”

Feng Tianwu suddenly realized.

Huang Da Niu looked at Duan Lingtian and said with a wry smile: "I originally wanted to follow you and be a little more secure...... Now it seems that this idea of mine is about to be lost. ”

Whoosh!

As soon as Huang Daniu's words fell, two figures swept out like the wind, and in a moment they entered the black fog around the platform, and their figures disappeared.

"It's Senior Brother Chen and Senior Brother Yi!"

A disciple of the Five Elements Sect exclaimed in surprise.

"Let's go. ”

Duan Ling Tian raised his eyebrows, stepped out, and walked towards the black mist around the platform, preparing to enter the 'Martial Emperor Vault'.

Feng Tianwu, Huang Da Niu, Su Li and Zhang Shouyong followed together.

Soon, Duan Lingtian found out.

A group of Five Elements Sect disciples and a group of Sword Sect disciples didn't seem to believe his words, and Zha Tui followed the five of them, making him quite helpless for a while.

"These guys...... Do you really think I'm lying to them about what I just said?"

Duan Lingtian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, he didn't say much, as long as a group of people entered the black fog, they would naturally know that everything he said was true.

In a moment, a group of people led by Duan Lingtian walked towards the black mist around the platform.

Duan Ling Tian entered the black mist first, and his figure disappeared.

Feng Tianwu, Huang Da Niu, Su Li and Zhang Shouyong followed. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

Behind the four of them, a group of disciples of the Five Elements Sect and the Sword Sect followed one by one, and all of them entered the black mist, and their bodies were completely hidden inside.

All of a sudden, the vast platform surrounded by black fog became empty and uninhabited.

After Duan Lingtian entered the black mist, he only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then he found himself alone in a vast grassland.

The grassland has a beautiful environment and lush greenery, and you can't see the edge at a glance.

"Head northwest...... At the end of the grassland is the entrance to the real 'Martial Emperor's Vault'!"

At the same time, an old man's voice clearly came into Duan Ling Tian's ears, it was the message of the Martial Emperor powerhouse who left the 'Martial Emperor Secret Treasure'.

"It seems that in the many inscription arrays in the black fog that can construct a 'fantasy', there are more or less accompanied by some 'sound gathering arrays'. ”

Duan Lingtian said darkly.

Although he knew that everything in front of him was an illusion, Duan Ling Tian also knew that he had to follow the message of that Martial Emperor powerhouse.

Only then will he be able to enter the true 'Martial Emperor Vault'.

At this moment, he is in the 'illusion', and he is destined to part ways with others and go their separate ways.

"You should be able to fly in the sky here, right?"

Duan Lingtian said darkly.

As soon as the thought fell, he tried to get up in the air, and with a jump of his body, the whole person rose into the air, "Sure enough!"

After discovering that this place was not shrouded in the 'Forbidden Sky Array', Duan Ling Tian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

With such a large grassland, although there is no problem for him to run over, it is much more difficult than flying over.

"It is worthy of the 'illusion' constructed by the inscription array engraved and arranged by the strong man of Emperor Wu...... It's really solid!"

At the same time that Duan Ling Tian flew out, he couldn't help but extend his spiritual power, intending to shake the 'illusion' he was in, but in the end, he found that the illusion did not move at all.

He was mentally prepared for this, so he was not surprised.

It was the inscription array arranged by the Martial Emperor powerhouse, if he could really be shaken by him, he would be shocked.

"There shouldn't be any tests in this illusion, right?"

Duan Lingtian's heart moved, and he muttered.

Soon, not long after flying out, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face, "It seems that I'm really a crow's mouth...... In this inscription array that constructed the 'illusion realm', there were even some attack inscription arrays mixed up. ”

Almost at the same time as Duan Ling Tian smiled bitterly, the air he passed by, suddenly set off a gust of wind, and the vast wind swept across the sky and swept towards Duan Ling Tian.

The wind was raging, and the condensed cyan wind blades swept towards him like a shadow, as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.

"Whew!"

The spiritual power extended out, and after sensing the strength of these 'winds' and 'wind blades', Duan Ling Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

The strength of these winds and wind blades was at most comparable to that of the fifth and sixth martial artists of the Void Transformation Realm who had comprehended the 'Artistic Conception of the Fifth and Sixth Rank Winds', and they did not pose any threat to him.

Sou!

Duan Lingtian's eyes were slightly cold, and he swept out with a punch, using all his strength, like a shock.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

......

Suddenly, bursts of thunderous gas explosions sounded endlessly, sweeping across the sky, taking people's hearts.

Rumble!

It exploded with a loud bang, but it was Duan Ling Tian's punch containing the power of eight hundred ancient horned dragons, crashing into the 'Tempest' and the 'Wind Blades' that followed the wind like a cannonball.

As soon as the virtual realm was rebuilt, the yuan power exploded, comparable to the power of two hundred ancient horned dragons.

The artistic conception of the two-fold high-level wind is comparable to the power of three hundred ancient horned dragons.

The three kinds of Nine-Fold Cave Void Artistic Conception, combined together, are also the power of three hundred ancient horned dragons.

Such a powerful force swept out, crushing the 'Wind' and 'Wind Blade' like a devastating force, causing them to completely dissipate in front of Duan Ling Tian.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

......

After crushing the wind and wind blades in the sky, the power that surged out of Duan Ling Tian's fist tore through the sky unabated, setting off bursts of piercing air explosions again.

It wasn't until the power was completely hidden in front of Duan Ling Tian's eyes that the surrounding void regained its calm.

"Cool!"

Duan Lingtian, who threw a punch with all his might, happily exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

With the punch just now, he didn't have any reservations, and his yuan force burst out, and the four 'artistic conceptions' followed him like a shadow, making his whole body boil with blood.

"Let's go!"

With a sigh of relief, Duan Ling Tian continued to fly in the direction of the Martial Emperor powerhouse's message, that is, the northwest direction, towards the real 'Martial Emperor Vault'.

Along the way, Duan Ling Tian was successively disturbed by some attack inscription arrays.

However, in front of his domineering power, the power extended by those inscription arrays was all blown up by him with one punch, without any accidents.

Duan Lingtian, who had comprehended three 'Ninefold Cave Void Realms' and one 'Double Void Realm', and had cultivated to break through to the 'One Void Realm', was running all the way in this illusion, just like an invincible beast on a rampage.

"I don't know what happened to the others. ”

Ten days later, Duan Ling Tian still hadn't entered the real 'Martial Emperor Vault', and he couldn't help but think of the others when he was bored.

He knew that other people's current situation and experience must be the same as him.

"The meaning of the existence of this 'Inscription Array' is to put me in a certain corner of the 'Martial Emperor's Secret Collection'...... I've been on the road for ten days at full speed, and I haven't reached my destination yet. ”

Thinking of this, Duan Lingtian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, he also knew that he had no choice but to go honestly now.

Only in this way can he enter the true 'Martial Emperor Vault'.

The land of the Northern Desert, starting from the central area and continuing to the northern region, forms two worlds with the areas west of the Northern Desert, south of the Northern Desert, and east of the Northern Desert.

Among the latter, the third-rate forces can be honored.

In the former, that is, in the central area of the Northern Desert and the area north of the Northern Desert, there are three powerful forces, and they are also the three behemoths of the Northern Desert.

These three behemoths, without exception, are all 'second-rate forces'.

The 'second-rate forces' in the Yunxiao Continent are all powerful forces, and most importantly, there are 'Martial Emperor Strong' in them, which is far from being comparable to the third-rate forces.

At the junction of the central area of the Northern Desert and the area north of the Northern Desert, there is a Hengduan Mountain Range, which is rarely uninhabited all year round, and few people come here.

Today, however, there are quite a few people coming.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

......

Swift figures, coming from the north, swept across the sky, and arrived above the Hengduan Mountains in a blink of an eye.

These people add up to eleven people in all.

The leader was an old man with an indifferent face and a thin body, the old man was dressed in gray, and when he swept out of the air, a gust of wind began to diverge not far in front of him.

From this, it can be seen that the old man's cultivation is profound.

Behind the old man in gray followed, eight young men. Two young women, they have one thing in common, that is, neither of them looks to be more than forty years old.

"Elder Taishang, are we late?"

Behind the gray-clothed old man, a handsome young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, dressed in green clothes, and carrying a sheathed long sword on his back couldn't help but ask.

"It's just a few hours...... Anyway. ”

The old man in gray shook his head, not caring at all.

In a moment, the old man in gray swooped down, led ten young men and women into the Hengduan Mountain Range, and landed above a valley.

Above the valley, two old men were already standing there separately, as if they were one with heaven and earth