This is really a bizarre world, according to the laws and experience of the past, Lin Feng estimated that he had been here for ten days. But the sun only rose twice in those ten days.

When there is sunshine, it is warm like spring, and at night, it is bitterly cold. At night, the flowers and trees are wrapped in their own leaves, like a quilt, and when the morning sun blooms, they also bloom.

"It turns out that time passes much slower here than elsewhere, and it seems that we need to get used to it before we find our way back." Lin Feng said secretly.

Due to his lack of understanding of this place, Lin Feng chose to walk instead of taking the Tianxiang Divine Rim. He has a profound understanding of the truth of his sin.

The world has eight suns, abundant products, and in his current location, it is a hilly area, and small rivers and streams can be found everywhere.

And judging by the wind and humidity, the east should be near the sea or a large river, and the climate is warm and pleasant. Along the way, he saw vigorous plants everywhere, many of which were unnamed.

Lin Feng stopped and walked along the way, stayed overnight, never forgetting to cultivate, and on this day, he came to a small mountain.

Lin Feng climbed high and looked into the distance, wanting to see the road ahead. Although this mountain is not high, it is also extremely steep, and halfway up the mountain, suddenly a strange wind blows, and the sky is dark.

A large shadow cast down, and he hurriedly ducked into a pit beneath a nearby rock. It's a great place to avoid the line of sight without blocking his view too much.

I saw that in mid-air, two huge chariots were rumbling towards me. Both chariots appear to be made of metal, with a cold glow throughout.

During the few days he spent here, Lin Feng could see similar cars from time to time. The shape of the chariot is different, and the material is different, but they can all fly and run. Compared to these two giant chariots, the two planes in the Void are like pediatrics.

Obviously, the level of civilization in this place is far greater than that of the Silver Moon Continent.

The two chariots chase in the air and eventually hover above the mountain. Lin Feng saw that a door had opened on each side of the flying chariot, and a flash of light flashed out, and several figures poured out of both doors, crowded and battled together.

A powerful wave of power came from the two flying chariots, followed by an earth-shattering loud noise. The shadows flickered, and Lin Feng wanted to see it, but he was worried that he would be noticed by the people on the flying chariot.

The strength of the person in this chariot is strong, although it is not as strong as the udon he met in the void prison, but it is not something he can handle. What's more, this time, there are a lot of people.

Lin Feng was cautious, holding his breath and concentrating, hiding in the stone nest, waiting for this turmoil to pass.

There was another loud bang, and a flying chauff fell obliquely from the sky, grazing the mountain and falling below the cliff. The other hovered for a moment before flying away from the mountain.

The winner is out.

When everything was calm, Lin Feng jumped out of the stone nest and saw the tragic situation on the battlefield.

The entire mountain peak has been flattened, the flowers and trees are crooked, and there are many corpses on the ground, and there are many broken and incomplete ones.

Some of these corpses are familiar to Lin Feng, they are shrimp people, with long bowed waists, like prawns. Some are red-skinned and look the same as the average person.

He made his way through the battlefield, avoiding a bloody leg dangling from a tree, and bypassing the sharp sword stuck in the ground to the edge of the cliff.

The falling chariot fell from here. Lin Feng stood on the edge of the cliff and looked, yo, it was stuck on a protruding rock, swaying in the wind.

Click!

A gust of wind blew, and the huge chariot made a screeching sound, and it was not far from a complete fall.

Lin Feng was very interested in this flying chariot, although its structure was not as complex and subtle as the Tianxiang Divine Rim, it was very realistic. To be able to fly and run is to testify.

"If I use it to disassemble and study, wouldn't it be very beneficial to my alchemy growth?" Lin Feng said secretly.

He looked down, and although it was a cliff, it was not too high, and below it was a river with a strong current. The wind kept blowing, and if this chariot fell, it would be troublesome to pick it up.

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then harnessed the spirit shield, sacrificed the bone blade, and carefully and quickly climbed down the cliff and into the flying chariot.

It looks as huge as a small two-story building, and the interior is also very spacious. It's just that I don't know how long it has been used, and it has been neglected to maintain, and many places have rusted.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Feng found that he was in a cave, the walls were full of stones, the corners were covered with moss, and from time to time Xiaoqiang ran by.

Passing through the narrow corridor, about forty or fifty paces away, there is a T-shaped passageway. Each of the three passages has a door, and behind one of the doors, there is a compelling aura fluctuation, and I don't know how many treasures are hidden.

Lin Feng tried to sense, but found that there was an invisible wall in front of the spiritual power, which could not be penetrated at all.

The door on the left hand side was hidden, and a pair of feet came out from behind the door, like a corpse, and the complexion was also red.

The door on the right-hand side was closed, Lin Feng thought about it for a moment and opened the door on the right-hand side.

Behind this door, the small space is full of gears, mechanisms, and various formation aids, and it is obvious that this room is the key to the flight. But now, the gears are smoking, the formation is broken, and the chariot needs to be overhauled.

Just as Lin Feng was looking at it, he suddenly heard Shen Yin coming from behind, which sounded quite painful.

He was taken aback to find that there were survivors in the Flying. Lin Feng immediately looked back, and the feet behind the opposite door flicked.

Lin Feng turned around, cautiously pushed open the door, and saw the person lying on the ground.

To be exact, the man was half-seated, half-lying, leaning in the corner behind the door.

This man was strange-looking, with a very high and wide forehead, crimson skin, and dense pattern tattoos on his body.

The red-skinned man was bleeding from all seven orifices, especially his right hand, and three fingers were missing, leaving only the thumb and ring finger. There were wounds all over his body, large and small, and the blood was almost gone.

He has great strength and quite vigorous vitality, otherwise with his injury, he would not be able to hold on to it now.

Hearing that someone was coming, the man barely opened his eyes, and saw Lin Feng in a vague way, he smiled, and his voice was very hoarse.

"Hehe, boy, who are you? Forget it, whoever you are, save me, I'll give you benefits. ”

What surprised Lin Feng was that as soon as this person opened his mouth, he could actually understand what he was saying, the lingua franca of the Silver Moon Continent and the God Realm.

This really made Lin Feng breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and he was a little happy. Ever since he came here, no, since he stepped into the Void Prison, he's been living like a mute.

Even though he was surrounded by all kinds of monsters, sometimes pedestrians, he still felt lonely. The main reason is that he doesn't understand the language, and he can't understand what people say. At first, he still had the desire to understand, but after a long time, he died.

I really didn't expect to meet someone here who can speak the lingua franca.

Lin Feng said: "If you can say so much, it means that you are nothing." ”

He turned to leave.

Strange places, strange people, Lin Feng's heart was full of vigilance. In particular, the person in front of him is much stronger than him.

"Wait!" The man raised his voice, but his strength was weak, and he choked on a mouthful of blood in his throat and coughed violently. So the wound was pulled, and the pain made his forehead sweat profuse.

Lin Feng paused for a moment and looked back at him: "What are you doing?" ”

"That room~" the man raised his hand and pointed to the door facing the passageway, "It's my treasure trove, it's what I've accumulated over the years, and I have everything." If you save me, take your pick. You should have heard of the name of the cuckoo, the king of horses, right? ”

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