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Wenwen also admired: "Ah, Red." I didn't expect you to be so powerful!"

"Hmph. Ming Yi snorted coldly with a slight vinegar.

Qin Feng looked at it funny, and suddenly said after a long time: "Red, do you want to cultivate the truth?"

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There was no danger all the way, except for some demon beasts that didn't have long eyes. Because of taking care of Red, a mortal, it took a lot of time, and after more than ten days, he finally arrived at the iron wall. Along the way, I didn't feel that it was hard, but what I saw along the way was appalling.

Countless communities of abandoned people actually lived a life of cannibalism. The outcasts lived like wild beasts, living by plundering the homeless and attacking other communities. In this desert, human flesh is the main food.

Even if it is a witch city sheltered by witches, ordinary witches are also difficult to eat. Among them, everyone is in danger, because the shamans shelter the witches in order to choose the best talents to choose as shamans. As for the others, the strong ones worked for the witches, barely farming and livestock, and they could get a bite to eat. When they are old and useless, they will be exiled. And most of these people have become food in the mouths of the outcasts.

All this frightened Qin Feng, but what scared Qin Feng even more was that as a candidate for a witch, for daily cultivation, it was simply a matter of playing with his life, except for the necessary physiological routine, no one would delay his cultivation for a moment! In order to stand out from the many base candidates, almost all the candidates were choosing to practice with their lives. There is no genius treasure, and he dares to risk his mortal body to go to the place where the demon beast is entrenched to find it. Don't you know that where ordinary spiritual objects are located, there are often demon beasts guarding them?

What's more, in order to take shortcuts and break through, I want to comprehend between life and death in order to achieve a ranking in the annual competition. Even the witch soul has not been opened, the witchcraft cannot be cast, and with a simple weapon, he dares to find the demon beast to practice!

Only then did Qin Feng know that he had underestimated the sorcerer, thinking that the sorcerer on the edge of the barbarian realm would be able to represent the entire sorcerer. Everyone is worried that if one day the sorcerer and the cultivator go to war again, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the cultivator to defeat him again!

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It is a barrier that stands over a vast wasteland, and the black uneven mountains stretch to the left and right like a city wall. Without a single grass or tree, it is no wonder that it is called an iron wall.

Red never imagined that one day he would be able to return to his homeland. Excitedly pointed to the mountain wall and said, "Lord Qin Feng, there is an iron wall in front of you." ”

Qin Feng took a closer look, but it was consistent with what the bone pattern depicted. Wangshan ran a dead horse, here is at least dozens of miles away from the iron wall of ten thousand ravines, you can feel that the spiritual power seems to be a little richer, this ten thousand iron walls are a blessed land, but there are probably a lot of demon beasts and cultivators entrenched in it.

Then Qin Feng said in a deep voice: "I will enter the iron wall of ten thousand gullies soon, everyone be careful." Wenwen and Yingyi, reined in their breath, and the battle could be avoided if it could be avoided. With that, he got down from the back of the spirit beast, stroked the head of the strange beast, unlocked the prohibition in it, and released it.

Stygian and Wenwen did the same. Qin Feng rose up in the air, controlled the atmosphere and brought Red with him, and the group of four people walked towards the iron wall of ten thousand gullies.

Looking down from the sky, the Laughing Mountains in the midst of the iron walls are cascading on top of each other, and there are many trees like trees. Many sharp stone forests stood, like the halberds of giants. There are no trees in the mountains and stone forests, and a kind of vine-like vegetation covers the entire iron wall in the low places, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for the sun to penetrate it, and it is even more difficult for people to discern the direction in it. No wonder the bone pattern reminded Qin Feng to find a guide.

Not to mention the danger lurking in the stone forest, even the various demon birds flying wantonly in the sky broke Qin Feng's idea of flying in the sky.

Hades and Wenwen were on guard left and right, and Red led the way with a rudimentary map. After years of being away from his homeland, and the fact that the map was a bit sloppy, Red frowned. The end point marked in it is about 100 miles away from his former hometown. That place was a no-go zone! because all the outcasts who dared to venture out on the adventure never returned.

Studying the map, Red walked again, unnaturally letting his guard down.

Qin Feng, who had been holding the Jieli Sword in his hand, suddenly stared, looked at the empty vines hanging in front of him and said, "Be careful!" Before he could speak, the Jieli Sword was thrown straight out.

"Huh!" the Jieli sword stabbed into Red's cheek, oozing a bead of blood. Red felt as if his cheeks had been burned by fire. The light and shadow in front of him writhed, green blood splattered, and a strange snake no thicker than a finger was cut in two. When the two bodies fell to the ground, the emerald green body slowly turned the same dark brown as the earth. Even if you look closely at it with the naked eye, it is difficult to spot.

Qin Feng looked at the corpse and frowned: "This is actually a poisonous snake that faintly wants to become a demon? Strange, isn't this kind of thing supposed to be entrenched in the hinterland of the mountains and forests? Could it be that there is something they are afraid of in the depths of the iron wall that is driving them?"

However, this is not the time to be cranky in front of him, and Qin Feng didn't plan to investigate more, but said, "Be careful, there must be more dangers ahead." As he spoke, he took a few steps to the front, and said to Red: "You are in the center, you tell me where to go." ”

Red was ashamed and moved: "Yes! Lord Qin Feng." ”

It is indeed difficult to detect the dormant demon beasts, snakes, insects, spiders and even birds and birds. However, Qin Feng was originally a martial artist who was good at reflexes and was good at close combat. The subsequent encounters were all resolved without danger.

It is also for Red to worship and Wenwen to yearn for, especially the Underworld, who is also cultivating in melee combat and naturally knows how difficult it is to achieve such a realm.

The sun seemed to set, and the last rays of light on the vines above were gone. A rancid smell wafted from the soil, a sign of the undead awakening.

It happened that a strange plant like a flower bud was reflected in front of me, but it was more than ten meters long in diameter, but it was a behemoth.

Qin Feng was on top of the bud, and when he looked down, he saw that it was hollow and had a faint fragrance. Then he said decisively: "That's the end of today, just rest here." Tomorrow morning, sunrise will continue the journey. With that, an early warning formation and a concealment formation were set up around this unknown plant. In order to prevent the prying eyes of hunters and the disturbance of unclean things.

Sure enough, only two hours later, there was a terrible wail outside the bud, and a strange sound of walking.

Qin Feng, Wenwen, and Ying Yi were all sitting cross-legged and cultivating, indifferent.

Only Red fidgeted and couldn't help but want to look in. The previous iron wall was not like this. Although there are monsters, there are never undead spirits.

Qin Feng's divine sense sensed Red's movements, and immediately stopped: "Lie down, go and rest, I have to hurry tomorrow." If you're scared and nervous, then you won't be a monk!"

As if he was drinking a stick, Red's body trembled, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, Lord Qin Feng, I understand." With that, he immediately leaned on a corner and closed his eyes tightly, but his heartbeat was still beating hard. His mind was uncontrollably cranky, and the flower wall and his own head pierced through like a rusty spear. A bony hand suddenly pulled out his heart. After thinking about it, I don't know how long, I finally fell asleep in a deep sleep......

I don't know how long it took, Qin Feng was able to run the Ning Yuan True Technique three times. Suddenly, I heard a sad but unusually beautiful singing. The song was sung in an inexplicable language, but Qin Feng understood it strangely. This song goes straight to the heart and resonates with the soul!

Qin Feng opened his eyes suddenly: "Soul Banshee?" muttered, holding the sword and slowly stood up.

Wenwen, the underworld was also aware: "Lord of the city?"

Qin Feng didn't look back: "I'll go out and have a look." Oh, it's probably an undead who senses the temptation of the breath of a living being. With that, he silently jumped out of the bud.

At this moment, there were no undead creatures around, but there was a calf-high stream of water on the ground at some point. The melodious singing came to an abrupt end, and the whisper of the bait replaced it, tempting Qin Feng to find it as best he could.

Qin Feng smiled coldly and slowly turned his head to the left.

Sure enough, I don't know when the vine, which is a hundred meters high from the ground, descended, and a bewitching figure danced behind, looming and causing reverie.

"Hum. ”

Qin Feng was silent, and the spiritual power injected into the Realm Separation Sword to make a dragon groan. It slowly falls from the bud and stops when it touches the water.

With each step......, a thin layer of ice emerges from the surface of the water.

If other monks were present, they would have been shocked to see that they could achieve this level of precise control of spiritual power. That's at least a master of the knot stage to do it!