The blue sky is as clean as washing, and the dense forest below is like a turquoise ocean, and the breeze blows, bringing a rustling sound.

Two figures, shuttling rapidly in the forest, slightly wolf-like, not Mu Feng and Mu Jiao, who else would it be?

The two of them shuttled through the forest for a long time, looking for a safe place, and finally stopped, relieved as if relieved.

"It should be safe now. Mu Jiao said a little breathlessly.

"We should be out of the border of the Qing Yuan Dynasty, if I am not mistaken, this should be the boundary of the Tianlu Dynasty. Mu Feng looked around and said.

"I didn't expect that you went to the Wuji Sect once, and you actually provoked the Tianquan Sect and was almost killed by you. Mu Jiao said.

Since Mu Feng visited Wuji Sect at night that night, the two originally thought that the matter would come to an end, but they didn't expect that this Tianquan Sect, which was powerful in the Qing Yuan Dynasty, actually issued a wanted warrant for Mu Feng, if it weren't for the two of them being clever, they would have been captured by Tianquan Sect a long time ago.

"How do I know that the so-called old sect master of the Tianquan Sect is so sharp, and after a thousand years, he still refuses to give up, I just don't know if it will affect Xia Lingxuan's predecessors and the master's family. Mu Feng rolled his eyes at Mu Jiao and said.

"Xia Lingxuan estimates that it will be fine, otherwise, he would not have lived until now, the master family is a little dangerous, but even if there is danger, with your current strength, what can you do for the master family?" Mu Jiao said slowly.

Mu Feng was silent, although his cultivation had now reached the six-star Martial Sect, but in this powerful Central Pole Continent, the Six-Star Martial Sect was nothing at all. If the master's family is really in danger, he can't help much. Tianquan Sect casually brought a strong man out, and directly crushed himself.

"If there is really something wrong with the teacher's family. I won't let go of the Tianquan Sect. After being silent for a long time, Mu Feng said, with a fierce light surging in his eyes.

While speaking, a delicate face appeared in Mu Feng's mind, Shi Jingyi!

"Don't worry, maybe the master family is fine, if there is really something, wait until our strength is improved. Avenge them together. Mu Jiao did not ridicule Mu Feng this time, but said seriously.

Since following Mu Feng, Mu Jiao has discovered that no matter the Great Competition of the Hundred Sects in the Western Wilderness Continent or the Qiē that happened when he arrived in the Middle Pole, Mu Feng can give people an unexpected shock, and this is definitely not something ordinary people can do.

Mu Feng nodded, but sighed softly again, against the Tianquan Sect. Easier said than done!

Although they were wanted by the Tianquan Sect, Mu Feng and Mu Jiao fled all the way, they also inquired a lot about the Central Pole.

Antarctica is a sacred place for warriors. Between heaven and earth, there is a pure mystic energy beyond other continents.

In the whole of Antarctica, there are 36 sects. Seventy-two sects, one hundred and eight sects. Each of them was in no way weaker than the seven super sects of the Western Wasteland, and the Tianquan Sect was the best among the one hundred and eight sects.

Tianquan Sect. Mu Feng had also heard Xuan Lingzi mention that there was once a top twenty powerhouse in the Holy Xuan Continent, but with the fall of this top powerhouse in the continent, the Tianquan Sect gradually declined.

However, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and although the Tianquan Sect is in decline, after all, there are martial saint powerhouses in charge, and among the thirty-six factions and seventy-two sects, they are all in the top twenty.

The Infinite Sword Sect that Mu Feng had been to before, although it was also one of the thirty-six sects and seventy-two sects, compared to the Tianquan Sect, it was more than a little bit worse, and among the one hundred and eight sects, it was ranked at the bottom.

Thirty-six sects, seventy-two sects, these one hundred and eight sects, are not the masters of the entire Central Pole Continent, above the one hundred and eight sects, there are also the four super clans of Gu, Lin, Chu and Song.

These four super clans are the behemoths of the Central Pole, and their strength is much higher than that of the one hundred and eight major sects.

However, even the four super clans dare not say that they are the masters of the Central Pole, after all, the Central Pole is vast and rich, and the sects are like stars, and some of the sects are extremely low-key, but they have a very deep heritage, I am afraid that even the four super clans dare not underestimate them.

"What should we do next?" Mu Jiao said.

"Take a rest first, and then go to the Tianlu Dynasty to have a look, I don't believe it, the people and horses of the Tianquan Sect still dare to chase here. Mu Feng said.

Mu Feng said this, also because he had already heard that the Tianlu Sect of the Tianlu Dynasty had always been like fire and water with the Tianquan Sect, although the two sects were now coexisting peacefully on the surface, but in the dark, private fights continued.

In this kind of private fight, both sides have suffered heavy losses, and the hatred is slowly accumulating, and I believe that one day, this accumulated hatred will erupt like a volcano.

If the strong men of the Tianlu Sect noticed that the people and horses of the Tianquan Sect had crossed the border without permission, Mu Feng was sure that the strong men of the Tianlu Sect would definitely kill them all here without mercy.

Because of this, Mu Feng took Mu Jiao and fled towards the Tianlu Dynasty!

"Good!"

Mu Jiao nodded, and after two months of escaping, he could finally rest.

Mu Feng sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and sealed his hands in front of him, gradually sinking into cultivation.

In two months, Mu Feng's cultivation has not advanced an inch, and this is also the consequence of casting the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, Mu Feng also secretly decided, if it is not at the critical moment, he will definitely not use the Peerless Heavenly Scripture again.

"What a cultivator!"

Mu Jiao glanced at Mu Feng, shook his head slightly, muttered a few words, and consciously guarded the side. He was used to this kind of scene. It's just that Mu Jiao wondered, isn't cultivation boring, why is Mu Feng so fanatical?

Time passes quietly!

Mu Feng sat cross-legged, his chest rose and fell slightly, and the fluctuation of his breath that had been stagnant for two months finally rose slowly.

Two hours later, Mu Feng opened his eyes, exhaled a slightly cloudy white gas, and a smile appeared on his face, and the side effects of the peerless Heavenly Scripture were finally gone.

"You're really a cultivator!" Mu Jiao shook his head and sighed.

"I'm not like you, I have the perverted physique of a demon beast. Mu Feng pursed his lips and said.

In the past two months, Mu Feng has been cultivating hard, but his cultivation has stagnated because of the use of the Peerless Heavenly Scripture, and Mu Jiao, relying on the bloodline of the Dragon Clan and the unique physique of the Heavenly Poison Jiao, coupled with some of Mu Feng's pills, has easily broken through, and is now comparable to the powerhouse of the Seven Star Martial Sect.

However, as soon as the words fell, Mu Feng's eyes suddenly sank, and he hurriedly looked towards the southeast of the forest, and the cold voice spread out.

"Who?" (to be continued......)