"Li Feiyue!" Mo Mingming shouted, chasing after Li Feiyue in the direction where Li Feiyue had left. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Li Feiyue's speed was too fast at this time, turning into a black rainbow, cutting through the sky, and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

After Li Feiyue was possessed by the clay statue of the three-headed and six-armed god, life and death were unpredictable, and at this moment, Mo Mingming's heart was as anxious as fire, but running on the ground with two feet was far less than the speed of the rainbow.

Ahead, the sky is vast, Mo Mingming has no other choice, and begins to move towards the depths of the unknown area, and now he can't manage so much at all, no matter how dangerous the front is, even if it is a sword mountain and a sea of fire, he must try his best to save Li Feiyue from coming out.

The night became darker and darker, and Mo Mingming waded through mountains and rivers, not knowing how far he had walked, and finally approached the deepest part of the unknown area, where the mysterious Buddha voice became clearer, and it would sound once in a few breaths.

And every time it was like torturing people's hearts, Mo Mingming's face was pale, his body was shaky, even if his state of mind was extremely firm, he could only barely keep his consciousness awake after arriving here, if it was an ordinary person, his will would have already collapsed.

The vegetation here is becoming more and more scarce, there are more and more dilapidated ancient mountains, and the sacred atmosphere is becoming more and more intense, and the aura is dense, like a lonely pure land outside the world.

"Om Ma Ma Horn Mi Mi"

Another ethereal chanting came, and Mo Mingzhi climbed an ancient mountain and looked forward.

The so-called 'deepest part of the unknown area' is just ahead, and there are many temples, endless, including silver-brick temples and gold-tiled temples, although they are all dilapidated, a broken wall, but you can imagine how glorious it was back then.

And the most shocking thing is that the dense group of ancient temples surrounds a broken mountain, which is not so much a broken mountain, but a highland, which is russet, surrounded by rocks, steep rock walls, in the mountains, ruins and broken walls, rubble glowing, faintly, as if you can still hear the sound of chanting, the sound of Buddha is like nothing, coming from the endless universe void.

Silver brick temples and gold-tiled temples are continuous and surround this broken mountain, which makes people's hearts shocked to the extreme.

Suddenly, Mo Mingming's pupils shrank, revealing shock, because he saw an unbelievable scene, on the top of the heavenly dome of the Broken Mountain, a huge chaotic cave appeared, and earth, wind, water, and fire emerged, and a majestic mountain peak with a golden body in the chaos loomed, as if it was about to emerge from the endless chaos.

"Om Ma Ma Horn Mi Mi"

The ethereal Buddha voice sounded, it actually came from the depths of chaos, or to be precise, from the ancient peak looming in the chaos, it was brilliant, like a golden and brilliant sacred mountain, there was a divine breath in the air, and at the same time there was a Buddha light in the swirling.

In the group of ancient palaces under the broken mountain, a lonely gray-robed figure, like a sharp sword, exuded a solemn aura, and a trace of sword light burst out from time to time around, and a gray flying sword swam around him like a swimming fish, it was the mysterious sword cultivator who fought with the tongue toad overlord a few days ago, he appeared here safely, and he must have killed the tongue toad overlord.

Sword cultivation is the strongest attack cultivator among the monks outside the square, and he is taking the path of 'one sword to break ten thousand laws', and the killing power is extremely terrifying, Elder Li Canghai once said that even if she encounters it, she can only avoid its edge, and cannot resist head-on, at this moment, the gray-robed sword cultivator is independent in that temple group, and no monk dares to approach.

Of course, the gray-robed sword cultivator was not the only powerhouse, among the other temple groups, there were still more than a dozen Fangwai cultivators, all of whom exuded a powerful aura, forming a biological forbidden area, announcing their own existence.

For example, a faint figure, I can't tell whether it is a man or a woman, wisps of black light surround the body, and I can only see two sharp eyes, like a ghost, hidden in the endless darkness, exuding a creepy atmosphere, just standing there motionless, forming a dark area, reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, for this, the other monks are jealous.

There was also a black-robed monk, dressed strangely, embroidered with a skull pattern, lifelike, as if he was about to come back to life, he sat quietly on the shoulders of a white bone giant eight or nine meters high, occupying a large area.

The appearance of more than a dozen such terrifying Fangwai monks here is enough to show that the changes that have taken place in the deepest part of the unknown area are very extraordinary, and at this moment they are tightly surrounding the broken mountain, and they are staring at the golden mountain peak that looms in the depths of chaos with great solemnity.

At this moment, Mo Mingming finally discovered Li Feiyue's traces, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he was standing in a palace at the foot of the broken mountain.

At this time, Elder Li Canghai and several other old men surrounded Li Feiyue, although they were confronting each other, but they couldn't leave.

More than a dozen old men were dispatched from the inner courtyard of the Great Wilderness, which was about the same number as those outside the sect, and the strength of the two sides could be said to be equal.

"Hey, there's still someone ......"

Suddenly, Mo Mingming found that he had neglected some people, and there were also cultivators on the Broken Mountain, a big man with copper-skinned skin, holding a blood-colored magic knife in both hands, and a magic eye appeared on its hilt, hideous and terrifying, as if he wanted to suck the soul of a living being.

And next to him there was a young girl, she was carrying a three-foot green blade, unsheathed, but still terrifying, and there were lightning currents turning out, exuding a devastating aura.

Sitting on an equal footing with the two of them was also a monk outside the square, holding a divine bow, there was a divine glow, the bowstring trembled slightly, overflowing with bursts of killing power, making the surrounding air burst open in an instant.

Mo Mingming's heart froze, and he immediately knew that these three Fangwai monks standing on the broken mountain were very extraordinary, and the aura emanating from their bodies was extremely fierce, as if they had come out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which made people's souls tremble.

"It's not just ......" Mo Mingming was shocked again, he saw the existence of three suspected monks outside the broken mountain, one of the blood-robed monks was too frightened, there was a bone banner suspended in front of him, waving in the wind, hunting, and transparent beast phantoms whistling around, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling came out, which made people feel cold in their hearts.

At the same time, Mo Mingzhi also found four or five Holy Dao cultivators, one of them seemed to be the master of the Great Wilderness Academy that he had seen from afar, and next to him there were four old men with white beards, who were also standing on the Broken Mountain.

It is completely divided according to the level of strength, there are more than a dozen monks outside the Broken Mountain, as well as a group of elders in the inner courtyard of the Great Wilderness, and on the Broken Mountain are stronger existences, their goals are all the same, they are all here for the top of the heavenly dome, the golden peaks that rise and fall in the depths of chaos.

All the powerhouses stared solemnly at the top of the sky, where the wind, water and fire were surging, and the golden peaks were looming, as if there were hazy fragments of time flying, giving people a kind of throbbing for eternity.