The sable knew the xìng grid of the exhibition pastoral wind, nodded solemnly, and flew (shēn) to rush back.

At this moment, Zhan Mufeng already has two pit cell particles in his body, although one of them is just a phantom, but at this time, Zhan Mufeng's strength has indeed soared again.

Perhaps, for him, it is precisely in the hope that there will be a battle to hone his spiritual power and improve his cultivation.

Now, Zhan Mufeng didn't need to use the six-winged blood power at all, just stepping into the air, he was already as fast as a streamer, as fast as lightning.

An arc crossed the horizon, and once again disappeared the trace of Zhan Mufeng.

"It's a big barren area. Zhan Mufeng sighed and had to sigh.

Yes, it's barren.

No one would have thought that in the depths of this sea of ghost trees, there would be such a huge area, not dense trees, or even, basically, there were no trees at all, all yellow sand and rolling stones.

Endlessly, there are also undulating mountains and ravines, or surprisingly towering, or surprisingly majestic.

Between the two mountains, there seems to be a huge ruin of the ancient city.

The final location indicated by the treasure map was the ruins of the ancient city.

Although it is a ruin, you can still see the glory of the past when you look at the outline of the collapse and abandonment.

Although the huge lighthouse is dug in pits, it is also towering into the sky.

At the entrance, you can still vaguely see the shadows of several huge stone gates, in front of which is a huge and lengthy slope, full of large and different kinds of rocks.

Everything here is surprisingly huge.

Yes, it's huge, just the thickness of an ordinary stone pillar here, and the stone pillar of the ordinary world is like a poor ant standing next to a giant elephant.

The long yellow sand has submerged most of the traces of the past, and I don't know who was able to build such a magnificent giant castle in such a vast forest sea.

What is certain is that at the time of the castle's prosperity, the surrounding area must have been very rich.

Perhaps, when this castle flourished, it was not surrounded by endless forests.

Zhan Mu Feng Fei (shēn) enters, landing lightly on the rubble-strewn suspension bridge that connects the two huge buildings.

Placed (shēn) in the midst of this huge ruin, everyone will look very small.

Stepping on the boulder as hard as iron, Zhan Mufeng seemed to feel that at that moment, he also turned into a pitiful, insignificant ant.

"If you step on the road like this, you guess it's hard to find anything..."

With this in mind, the shape of Zhan Mufeng (shēn) flew up again, and his divine consciousness emanated, and the ruins of the huge ancient castle were like a bottomless abyss.

Perhaps, not even the tip of the iceberg.

Only the corners of the ruins with exquisite workmanship and delicate carvings that appear from time to time, and the occasional ruins that are exposed, seem to be pouring out the glory of the past (rì) and the unwillingness of the present.

The treasure map is only drawn here, and further on, it is estimated that no one knows where the treasure is, so it is not marked on the map.

Zhan Mufeng's body moved, and he flew up, his palms slapped out one after another, and along the direction of his palms, a stream of humanoid true qi rushed out of his (shēn) body, scattering in all directions, searching for the location of the treasure.

After the humanoid True Qi dispersed in a net, the shēn shape of Zhan Mu Feng (shēn) flew up gently and floated towards the depths of the ruins.

Zhan Mufeng had a feeling that the dangerous aura was near here, hidden in this ancient castle

But why is it so elusive the closer it gets?

Suddenly, a very subtle bloody aura was captured by Zhan Mufeng.

The bloody aura dissipated as soon as it appeared, as if a bubble had surfaced and vanished.

But it was this momentary change that was captured by Zhan Mufeng.

"This is a ruin, it looks like it has been abandoned for I don't know how many years, why is there blood again? Why is this blood gas fleeting? Could it be that some existence deliberately does not want the blood gas to be released?"

Zhan Mufeng was stunned for a moment, and in a few breaths, he had already passed through the huge ruins and appeared in the place where the bloody qi appeared.

"No wonder this bloody aura disappeared all of a sudden..."Zhan Mufeng looked at the (qíng) shape in front of him, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

It turned out to be an abyss.

Zhan Mufeng was surprised again.

"Unexpectedly, in the depths of this ghost wood forest, there is not only a huge ruin of an ancient castle, but among the ruins, there is a deep pool with a water surface of hundreds of thousands of steps..."

Fortunately, everything here is very huge, and this deep pool (shēn) is placed in this huge ancient castle, which is also sparse and ordinary, and Zhan Mufeng is not very careful.

However, there is a faint smell of blood from time to time in the clear green of the pool, which makes the originally quiet atmosphere look particularly weird.

It's the breath that was captured by Zhan Mufeng just now.

The surface of the pool is calm, but the waves are faintly visible underwater.

In the bottomless pool, there are undercurrents, and there seems to be some terrifying existence hidden.

Zhan Mufeng's divine consciousness radiated deep with the fluctuations of the current.

"Well, there really is a mechanism?" Zhan Mufeng was stunned, but he didn't expect it to be such a situation.

The clear green deep pool, thousands of steps below the water, the water flow is already extremely turbulent, and the water pressure is also extremely great, if ordinary people are in such a situation (qíng), they will inevitably be squeezed alive.

The water is fast, but it is a hole with an extremely strange shape.

The entrance to the cave was only a few steps large, but it was blocked by an arm-thick iron fence, and between the fences, there was only a fist-sized gap.

In other words, ordinary people can't find this place, and even if they do, they can't pass through it at all.

Zhan Mufeng's divine consciousness once again spread and extended with the bloody qi, and I don't know how far later, the divine consciousness surfaced, and it was a new discovery.

This discovery, Rao is well-informed Zhan Mu Feng, but also surprised.

It turned out to be a huge underground village.

That's right, it's underground.

In this place, where even sunlight can't shine, there are villages.

It's just that between the villages, there is no human figure, no cooking smoke, no rooster crowing, no dog barking, and only the smell of blood.

It's like an underground Shura city.

Zhan Mufeng groaned slightly, then retracted his consciousness, restrained his breath, moved his footsteps, and walked towards the deep pool.

Zhan Mufeng's footsteps stepped on, and where he landed, the water flow automatically dispersed.

With the exhibition of pastoral wind as the center, within a radius of ten steps, there is no leakage of water - more precisely, it is not a drop of water.

Zhan Mu Feng (shēn) was in the water but far away from the water, and it was obvious that his spiritual cultivation was becoming more and more exquisite, and he walked calmly under the deep pool.

As the depth increases, the water pressure increases, but there is still no pressure on the slightest pressure.

Standing outside the iron fence, Zhan Mufeng's palms slapped lightly, and the palms of the two ordinary strong men's arms exploded the turbulent water and directly grabbed the innermost iron fence.

Z-la-brush--

The thick iron fence was unexpectedly pulled apart by Zhan Mufeng's aura palm.

Zhan Mufeng smiled slightly, and floated (shēn) in.

As soon as he landed, Zhan Mufeng's divine sense keenly caught the noise of Rao—more precisely, the shouting mixed with the sound of crying and screaming.

After a few breaths.

Zhan Mufeng looked at the noisy crowd thousands of steps away and under his feet with a cold expression, his brows furrowed slightly, his palms were sucked one by one, and in the crowd, several people were picked up by the air like eagles catching chickens.

"Who?"

"Who is so bold as a dog......

The number of people who were picked up—or, I don't know if I should call them people—except for their appearance, other (shēn) physical characteristics that make it really difficult to call them human.

All of them were pale (shēn), without the slightest color of blood, with no piece of skin on them, their palms curved like hooks, their legs bloated, and their hairy tails—and most peculiarly, above their shoulders, there were two identical heads.

Two-headed freak...

It's simply the best of the best.

Some two-headed weirdos, even the corners of the mouths of the two heads still have blood stains.

On the ground, there were several corpses lying in chaos, all bloodless, and they looked like dried corpses, apparently sucked dry by the two-headed monster.

More than ten two-headed monsters have cultivated to be up and down the Spirit King Realm, and they are arresting some ordinary villagers.

It's an ordinary villager, but in fact, it doesn't live up to its name.

But at least it was an ordinary appearance, but the skin was pale and white, and the eyes full of fear were not at all godless, but full of despair.

But the strange thing is that most of the cultivation of these villagers is above the Great Spirit Master Realm, and even the **-year-old children are above the Spirit Master Realm.

It's incredible.

You must know that when Zhan Mufeng was thirteen or fourteen years old, he was a spiritual disciple, far inferior to the cultivation of these villagers in front of him.

However, these villagers, who could have made a name for themselves outside by virtue of self-cultivation (shēn), are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of these two-headed monsters at this moment.

"It's not good, it's a Spirit Emperor Realm powerhouse..."

One of the two-headed monsters, who seemed to be the leader of these two-headed monsters, was just thinking about something, when he suddenly found that it was a young Spirit Emperor Realm powerhouse, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Zhan Mufeng snorted coldly, and a wave of shock (dàng) shook out, and bursts of scorched paste dispersed, and more than a dozen two-headed monsters turned into more than ten piles of ashes.

Yes, now Zhan Mufeng has been able to skillfully disperse the spiritual power of the Great Thunder God Arrow of the Destruction Earth into the Protector (shēn) Yuan Qi, and he can kill people in the invisible Zheng without making a move

When the leader of the two-headed monster saw this scene, he was terrified, and he said in a trembling voice: "You-you-you-you-whom, dare to come here to spread wild, our great-great-king will not let you go-"

"Oh, who is your king?"

Zhan Mufeng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that there was still a king here under this deserted city, and then he thought about it, and he was indifferent, it must be some cat and dog who occupied this dungeon, and then proclaimed himself the king.

The leader of the two-headed monster naturally didn't know Zhan Mufeng's true thoughts, and when he saw Zhan Mufeng silent, he thought that Zhan Mufeng was afraid, so he couldn't help but go down in his heart, and the two heads and four eyes were at the same time, and sneered: "Our king is a strong person who cultivates in the fivefold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, and he is invincible!

Originally, the two-headed weirdo habitually (xìng) wanted to "you ant", but when he saw that the other party had cultivated in the Spirit Emperor Realm, he swallowed it back.