Chapter 820: The Lost Interface (Page 1/1)

"Hmph, I'll immediately ask the two Combined Ancestors to take you to Khotanese Immortal City to find this person!"

I will ask you to bring the Heavenly Dao Mirror, even if he has already gone to the Spirit Realm, he will not be able to escape the tracking of the Heavenly Dao Mirror;

"If you can capture this person, you can make up for it, otherwise you can solve the reincarnation on your own. A terrifying killing intent flashed around the man, and he said coldly and cruelly.

"Thank you, Master, the disciple will definitely bring this person back to make up for it!" The woman's figure trembled, and she hurriedly kowtowed a few times, not knowing whether she was excited or afraid.

A few days later, two mysterious monks and a god-transforming monk were welcomed in Khotanese Immortal City, and after staying for half an hour, the three of them left Khotanese Immortal City again for the spiritual realm.

"Master Wang Dan, I don't know how you got into trouble with the disciples of the Kendo Sect, I hope you can escape this catastrophe. "In the Khotanese Immortal City Danshi Association, an old man stared in the direction of the spiritual realm and muttered to himself.

At this time, Wang An was heading to the Hundred Saints Battlefield with the Flying Feather Clan.

The Hundred Saints Battlefield is very famous in the spiritual realm, and it also has a very apt name, the Lost Interface.

It seems to be completely independent of the spirit world, but it is connected to the spirit world.

When Wang An approached the Hundred Saints Battlefield, he could occasionally see the human race, demon race, and spirit race speeding in the air.

The battlefield of the Hundred Saints Battlefield is boundless, the aura is raging, and the sky is dark at a glance, a scene of the end of the world.

When Wang An came to the outside of the Hundred Saints Battlefield, he was shocked to find that there was a faint excitement coming from the Eight Desolations World in his body, and an urge to enter the Hundred Saints Battlefield surged in his heart for no reason.

"Elder Yu, this is the Hundred Saints Battlefield, there are so many monks coming and going, is there anyone else in that place besides you?" Wang An suddenly asked.

"Fellow Daoists, don't worry, that place in the depths of the battlefield is where I met by chance when I was looking for an opportunity to break through the Mahayana, and I'm afraid no one can find it except me. Yu Feng said with a determined face.

"Alright, without further ado, let's hurry in. Feeling the abnormality of the Eight Desolation Worlds in his body, Wang An couldn't wait to enter the Hundred Saints Battlefield.

When Wang An and Xiao Ruoli entered the Hundred Saints Battlefield, they were immediately stunned by the scene in front of them.

Bone fragments of a thousand feet in size can be seen everywhere, and without a trace of spiritual energy, they are completely reduced to waste.

The earth is full of holes, ravines are vertical and horizontal, the rhyme is rolling, and the sword intent and sword spirit are permeated. Mountains are broken, mountains are collapsing, rivers are dry, and a terrible breath lingers in the air.

The void was gray, and the power of the laws of various attributes was surging and raging, and it seemed that it had completely become a world of laws.

Here, Wang An felt a very strange aura, and the power of various laws was incomparably clear, as if he had completely touched the Heavenly Dao Origin of the Spirit Realm.

Wang An followed Yu Feng to fly rapidly in the Hundred Saints Battlefield, during which some strange skeletons, or zombies, and evil spirits would attack when he entered the field, but he was directly crushed by Yu Feng completely.

A day later, Yu Feng took Wang An to a place full of ruins.

I saw that there was silence all around here, the power of the law was flying, many mountains were turned into hills, and a solemn killing intent could be felt between heaven and earth, and a trace of the intent of the eternal law lingered.

"Here, this should be the main peak of a certain sect in ancient times, I accidentally discovered this place. Yu Feng said to Wang An with a smile.

After finishing speaking, I saw that there were words in his mouth, and a strange bird of three sizes suddenly appeared above his head, this flying bird seemed to be composed of all the power of the law, exuding a spiritual pressure that made Wang An and Xiao Ruo palpitate.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a strange power of law flashed out of the ruins of the broken wall on the ground for no reason, and a mysterious magic circle suddenly appeared in the air.

"Fellow Daoist, hurry up and enter the magic circle, and the magic circle will send you into the space. Yu Feng urged anxiously.

"Okay, Lili, I'll take you in!" Wang An turned to Xiao Ruoli and said.

"She's not a body refining cultivator, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive three breaths if she goes in!"

"Elder Yu, you don't have to worry about this matter!" Wang An pulled Xiao Ruoli after speaking, and flew directly into the magic circle.

"Whew!"

The magic circle was full of brilliance, and a wave of spatial fluctuations came, and Wang An and Xiao Ruoli disappeared in front of Yu Feng's eyes in an instant.

"I hope it can succeed this time!" Looking at the gradually disappearing magic circle, Yu Feng had an uncertain look on his face and muttered in a low voice.

Time passed minute by minute, and Yu Feng was worried that Xiao Ruoli would be teleported out, but at this moment, there was no shadow of her at all, which surprised him.

"It seems that this son has a big secret!"

When the power of the magic circle that lingered around Wang An and Xiao Ruoli disappeared, Wang An and Xiao Ruoli appeared in a space that exuded a faint wood aura.

In the Hundred Saints Battlefield where the aura was chaotic, it was the first time for Wang An to see such a simple aura, although this aura was very weak and seemed to be able to disappear at any time.

"Boom!"

When Wang An and Xiao Ruoli had just stood firm, a majestic coercion fell on him in an instant, as if they were going to crush him into a meat patty.

He was shocked to find that an invisible confinement suddenly fell on him, and the mana around him was instantly imprisoned, and only the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique was still running rapidly.

"Lili, it seems that Yu Feng did not deceive us, and only body refining cultivators can stay here here. I'll send you to the Eight Desolations first. After Wang An finished speaking, he directly sent Xiao Ruoli into the Eight Desolations World.

The two little guys, Xiao Jin and Xiao Long, didn't seem to feel anything wrong after they appeared here.

"Xiao Jin, help me find out, where is the remnant soul of the Flying Feather Clan!" Wang An suddenly grabbed Xiao Jin who was lying on his shoulder and asked.

"Okay, but I feel that there is a very terrifying presence here, and I am very familiar with that breath! Xiao Jin shook his head, and suddenly said something that made Wang An confused.

"Can your divine sense still be used here, and it hasn't been suppressed?" Wang An looked at Xiao Jin with a surprised expression.

"Brother, the aura here seems to be very familiar, where is there any suppression? My divine sense can also be used at will, and there is indeed a very strange place here. Xiaolong said from the side.

"It's strange, this place is so weird, my divine sense can only be shrouded in a hundred feet around, in that case, you two take me there, I want to see what secrets are hidden in this circle space. A hint of curiosity flashed in Wang An's eyes, and he said with some expectation.

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