Flying to the ruins of the Ruthless Sect, Zheng Donggang spread his divine sense, and suddenly found that his divine consciousness was cut and shattered by an invisible force, and the first Jindan monks who flew here landed on the ground one after another, several of them were covered with many blood marks, and one of them only had half an ear left.

Only then did Zheng Dong realize that there were countless spatial cracks in the void, just like thousands of invisible knives densely covered in the void, each void crack was equivalent to a dimensional blade, and the snake ring that Zheng Dong possessed could send out a dimensional slash, but even now, Zheng Dong could only activate dozens of them at a time, but there were tens of millions of void cracks here.

The Jindan monks themselves have the power to tear apart the spatial void shuttle, so they have a strong resistance to spatial cracks, which is also the reason why those Jindan monks only suffered some minor injuries.

As soon as Zheng Dong thought of this, he heard a few screams from above, he looked up and suddenly found that the flesh and blood corpses fell from mid-air, in the process of falling, these corpses were still getting smaller and splitting, and obviously hit other void cracks, not all foundation building monks have advanced observation and thinking, but they have also done some good things, at least their own death has reminded future generations.

"Didn't you say that the Ruthless Sect only uses the Divine Dance Demon Qin as a means of protection, and does not have a defensive magic circle other than that? Zheng Dong frowned slightly and sent a message to the prison spirit, with his cultivation as a two-void crack even if it was cut, it would kill him, but the situation in front of him was a little bit worse, and the pool would be doomed.

"Hey, even if you have been in retreat for thirty years, you still lack the necessary common sense, these void cracks are not formed by formations, but have obviously experienced a tragic battle in this ruthless sect, and the void has been shattered into pieces by the violent energy, and it has been contained within a certain range by a force of law. This place is cut off from the inside and outside by a strong rule force, so the broken space cannot be repaired at all. ”

"It's just that compared to the void, there are obviously fewer cracks on the ground and there are traces to follow, this is actually good news for you, the Jindan monk can't break through the void, the Fa cultivator can't control the light flight, like you here, how much advantage it will occupy I don't need to say. ”

The words of the prison spirit finally solved the doubts in Zheng Dong's heart, and seeing that those Jindan monks each chose a direction and marched cautiously, Zheng Dong also chose a direction by himself. When the ruins were in the water balloon before, the whole picture was displayed, but it was equivalent to a model that was ten million times smaller, but Zheng Dong also explored the approximate regional distribution during the three-day observation.

Zheng Dong chose the direction of the Ruthless Sect Medicine Garden, he wanted to do his best to increase his physical strength, and he couldn't do without all kinds of elixir treasures, Hao Yuntong needed the Forgetful Pill if he wanted to reach the Taishang Forgetful Mood, and the location of the Dan Room was next to the Medicine Garden. As for the trial between Xiao Erhei and Xiao San, I don't have a clue yet, so I can only take one step at a time.

Although this place is full of spatial cracks, if you are careful, the danger is not great, although the naked eye cannot see those cracks. But whenever the consciousness is cut up, it also points out the existence of cracks, and even some divided lands, broken and deformed trees point out the existence of void cracks.

As an important place for the sect, the Medicine Garden Danfang naturally attracted a large number of monks. Just among the ancient trees within the thousands of zhang that Zheng Dong could see, there were figures also groping forward, in order to avoid the ubiquitous void cracks. Zheng Dong had just traveled less than ten miles in the time of sticking incense, and gradually a strange feeling came to his heart.

As a blessed land of the Middle Ages, the aura content here is naturally extremely high, and all kinds of plants are also growing very densely under the influence of this, but Zheng Dong has not seen any birds and beasts here, not even insects all over the world, this is undoubtedly a very strange thing, Zheng Dong remembers that he explored the micro world before, and the biggest danger is from the indigenous demon beasts.

When Zheng Dong passed this doubt on to the prison spirit, after waiting for a few breaths, the prison spirit sent a message in an uncertain tone: "Probably the effect of the god dance magic qin, in addition to the grass, trees, mountains and stones, whether it is birds, animals, snakes, insects, rats and ants, they all have simple thinking, and as long as there is a thinking soul, it will be affected by the sound of desperation, maybe the creatures in this ruins have exploded!"

Zheng Dong found that the prison spirit used two uncertain words in a row, maybe maybe not, and knew that he couldn't get the correct answer from the prison spirit this time, but he still replied lightly: "Snakes, insects, rats and ants are not monks, and the energy that comes from it explodes by itself, that is, the people who live here are all demon beast level, and they all have demon energy, and if they explode themselves, they will at least leave corpses, right?"

has always served as the prison spirit of the Great Encyclopedia of Xiuzhen, although he knew that what Zheng Dong said was very reasonable, but in order to maintain his authority, he couldn't help but retort: "Maybe it's the altar where the magic qin is placed, and it starts spontaneously every once in a while when it accumulates enough energy, and it is normal to let the living beings go extinct after combing over and over again, as for the corpses, they have long been turned into rotten soil in tens of thousands of years." ”

"Perhaps?" Zheng Dong replied lightly, ending the argument with the prison spirit that was destined to be fruitless, no matter what the real reason was, for now, the lack of indigenous demons undoubtedly made his journey much safer, as long as he spent most of his attention on guarding against those monks around him.

It's just that vaguely Zheng Dong felt that he seemed to have ignored something, and he didn't know why, since he entered here, he always felt that there was a strong crisis around him, and at first he also thought that this crisis came from the ubiquitous void cracks, but as the cracks were easily avoided by him riding Xiao Erhei, the sense of crisis not only did not decrease by a single cent, but became stronger.

The ubiquitous void cracks basically blocked Xiao San's ability to fly, and it could only shrink its body and stand between Xiao Erhei's two necks, and most of the Zhuji monks had war pets, although they were mostly Dharma pets, but no matter how much the flesh body lì was stronger than those pure law cultivators, in this special environment, they were released as mounts, and the monks rode on them to guide the war pets with the power of the divine sense to explore the way and pass the guò contract.

Time passed unconsciously, after marching for four hours in a row, and when he walked out of half the distance and was still in no danger, most of the monks were a little relaxed, and only Zheng Dong was prompted by a stronger and stronger sense of crisis, his face was almost dripping, and his expression, who was always vigilant, suddenly changed, and the super five senses brought by the Dharma Body Realm allowed him to catch a small sound. (To be continued......)