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It took a while to gradually relax under the comfort of the captain.

Just chat for a while.

Only then did the Palace Master finally settle down, and asked the team leader the question that he took the liberty to bother him this time.

"Immortal...to tell you the truth, 10 years ago, my ancestors also came from the Wuji Continent and settled here...

Now 10 years have passed, and the ancestors are long gone..

But the villain has always longed for the prosperous continent recorded in the ancient books of our ancestors, and today I interrupted because I wanted to hear about my hometown..."

"So that's how it is." Hearing the Palace Master's question and seeing so many spirit stones offered, the captain knew everything and said everything.

It seems that he really regards himself as a person here, regards the palace master as a descendant of an old friend, and basically answers all questions.

I don't know, I thought that the six members of the team seemed to be steadfast before, but in fact, they still wanted to stay here in their hearts, and regarded the only man as their own.

But in fact, the six members of the team had only one idea.

Nothing else, don't don't want to give away things for free.

In addition, there is nothing wrong with being polite when you reach out and don't hit people with smiling faces.

Maybe when the resident is happy, he will spread the word to ten, ten to hundreds, and ask more people to send things.

As long as you send it, they will take it all.

But if they wait until the test is over, they should go or go.

Because the decisions of the six of them are as simple as in the previous words.

In addition to looking for a higher-level Yingmo Realm, they are now focused on killing Zhang Feng!

Apart from these two items, they have no intention of enjoying themselves.

This is because they, as players, have gained too many adventures and experienced too many things in the past hundred years, so they really won't be retained by the residents.

In other words, the treatment of staying in the enchantment is far inferior to traveling around the world.

On this issue, although the strength of the six members of the team is not high, their vision is still very broad.

so that over time.

They should enjoy and play, but on the morning of the third day, a drizzle gradually fell.

On the mountain peaks far away from the village, a wave of spatial fluctuation emerged, as if something was about to be opened.

The six members of the team who were chatting in the courtyard glanced at each other, and when they came to the street, they saw many monks coming out of their respective courtyards and heading there.

Without saying a word, they waited for a while and followed one after another.

In the courtyard on the right again, Brother Qing and the two went out, did not talk much, and followed behind the six members of the team.

The eight people were relatively silent like this, but as players, they all knew what they were thinking.

It was nothing more than looking for more resources and looking for opportunities to kill Zhang Feng.

But at the same time, the third young master in another courtyard, with three guards, thought about it and followed Zhang Feng.

In the courtyard near the village, some disciples of the big sects and most of the casual cultivators saw the people from the Sanshengzong and the third young master coming out one after another, so they thought for a while, as if after weighing the pros and cons, they gritted their teeth and set off , Gradually keep up with the front team.

However, there were also some casual cultivators who just stayed silently in their respective courtyards, listening to the sound of the rain, looking at the various treasures and spirit stones on the table, and did not choose to move forward again.

Because they don't know the road ahead and the dangers.

But on the way back, there are many resources and benefits, and after one month, you can leave if you want, and stay if you want.

They thought over and over again, and instead of taking risks like their predecessors, they chose to stay on the second floor of Yingmo Realm.

Chapter 372 Rumors of the Ladder (Two in One)

The third layer is like the sky above the top of the mountain, just like the ripples on the first layer, presenting a transparent and twisted air wall shape.

Everyone came here after a while, and they also looked at the air wall in front of them.

It just didn't take long for the first batch of people to see it.

Silently, Zhang Feng came here and stepped in.

It was also two breaths late, and the young master and others followed.

Also Zhang Feng and others left one after another, and everyone also filed in.

There are six people in the team, and the No.20 six batches went in.

At the same time, they stepped into it step by step.

What imprinted in front of their eyes again was the blood-red clouds floating in the sky, which brought a strange atmosphere to this place.

And after everyone teleported to the third floor, they seemed to have stepped into another time and space.

Everyone who came in front and back was teleported to different locations.

Now on the west side of the third floor, it seems that there are only six people in the team here.

Apart from them, there is a piece of black land in front of them, and it is unknown where it extends.

Behind him is the distorted wave of nothingness, crushing the occasional blown gravel.

For a while, the captain and the others moved away from the nothingness behind them before they began to look around cautiously.

Not long after, the captain let out a surprise, and he didn't care where Zhang Feng was, but first warned everyone,

“The aura here is a bit weird”

The captain seemed to feel something, and resolutely vetoed it, "Sure enough! The spiritual energy here is completely incompatible with the exercises we practice. It's best not to take in too much, so as not to expel these spiritual energy, it will take some extra effort."

"Brother is right." Although the fourth child had a hot temper, he was very careful when faced with problems in cultivation, and he was very obedient and did not use this place's spiritual energy to practice again.

Because you know that cultivation is not enough, but you want to find trouble by changing the way, then there is a problem.

"Go." The third child looked around, and when he realized that there was no danger, he signaled everyone to go to the left first. "The aura fluctuations on the left are obviously higher than here. I think if you continue to go to the left, you should be able to find it." Something different."

"The third floor is not recorded in the ancient books." The captain led everyone to follow the third child, "It's better to be careful, so as not to cause unnecessary things to happen."

"I feel that I can't avoid it even if I want to." The fourth child laughed, "Look at the weird aura here. If there is no weird thing entrenched here, do you believe it?"

"So it's better to be careful." The captain continued to move forward.

Everyone took a realistic look, guarded their surroundings, and followed together.

At the same time, it wasn't just the six members of the team who were so careful.

Even the rest of the monks who were on the edge of the third layer of the barrier didn't have any effect on their cultivation after they noticed the strange aura here.

Also on the north side of the third floor.

After Zhang Feng came here, he felt that the third floor was filled with an indescribable fluctuation with his mind.

If you have to understand it carefully, it is actually similar to what the captain and others said. It is essentially the same as the aura fluctuations on the first level. It is a kind of evil spirit similar to ghosts spreading, which is completely opposite to the aura on the Promise Continent. .

But about evil spirits and ghost spirits, Zhang Feng knew a little better than the captain and others.

Then through a personal investigation.

Zhang Feng also knows that this kind of opposite is like repelling each other, the cultivation is different, but it is also mixed with aura, which is somewhat involved with the outside world.

But no matter what.

Zhang Feng absorbed the aura of this place, but felt like a fish in water.

Black aura flows from the Mosha meridians in the body, all of which are substantiated by the aura of this place.

feel this.

Zhang Feng has only one idea, that is, this is a holy place for cultivating demons and ghosts.

However, compared to the quality of Ghost City Reiki, it is still slightly inferior.

Feeling it, Zhang Feng walked forward like this, while practicing the exercises, wanting to turn around and see where the secret of the third layer is.

And over time.

After Zhang Feng was about 300 li further ahead, he saw an illusory figure appearing in the distance.

Go further.

As far as the eyes can see, the illusory figure in front of him is a soul, but its strength is in the early stage of soaring.

It's just that when the ghost old man saw Zhang Feng approaching, he became alert the next moment.

A ghost is always a soul, and its strength has long been less than one-tenth of its original strength.

He was full of obvious fear of Zhang Feng, a living person who came suddenly.

In other words, a cultivator at the peak of crossing the catastrophe can easily break up the old man, and then use his soul as his own nourishment.

Once Zhang Feng took a few steps forward, he took a few steps back.

This is also why the old man, apart from feeling that Zhang Feng's realm is not low, can also deeply perceive that there is a terrifying wave of breath on Zhang Feng's body, as if he will instantly be dissipated as soon as he touches it.

But in fact, Zhang Feng did not deliberately reveal his breath.

On the contrary, this is just Zhang Feng's daily practice of kung fu and ghost capital fragments, absorbing the surrounding aura as usual.

But for souls who need to cultivate ghost energy, seeing Zhang Feng today and feeling the "horror vortex" around Zhang Feng is no less than a lonely wild ghost seeing the haunted ghosts in the underworld.

This is innate restraint, and there is no reason to speak of it.

Unless the old man in the edge area of ​​the third floor has stepped into the fairy realm, he can use part of his own strength to counteract this crushing suction first.

And as time passed, the space around them stretched, infinitely narrowing the distance between the two.

Zhang Feng pressed on every step of the way, as if he really wanted to kill the old man, but in fact he wanted to frighten the ghost cultivator first, and then he could communicate.

Otherwise, none of the monks who can live for such a long time is a good communicator.

But when the old man saw Zhang Feng's attitude of not letting him go, he retreated. When there was no way to retreat, he seemed to accept his fate, and spoke first,

"This fellow daoist, I am the elder of the Qianhe sect 6000 years ago. Today I know that you will not let me go easily, but before I die, can you tell me something about the outside world? My Qianhe How is Zong now?"

"Thousand Crane Sect 6000 years ago" Zhang Feng thought about the ancient books he saw in Lianyun Daoren's mansion when he heard about this sect.

Indeed, 3 years ago, there was a middle-level sect called Qianhezong.

Only 6000 years ago, it was removed from the Promise Continent.

The specific matter is nothing more than a vendetta.

At that time, he was the suzerain of the Thousand Crane Sect, a cultivator who had ascended to the peak, and offended the sect with human immortals.

Moreover, Sect Master Qianhe doesn't know anyone, and has a tough temper.

This can be said to be an open fire meeting a firecracker, and it will be fired at one point, and each other will not give in.

This ending is of course self-evident.

Ransacking homes and destroying families often happens on the Wuji Continent.

At that time, more than ten thousand disciples of Qianhezong were all exterminated by the sect with immortals.

Even if there are still remaining disciples of the Thousand Crane Sect in the future, they want to avenge the sect.

But under such an ending, it is difficult for them to make any waves.

Over time, Qianhezong became a story in ancient books.

But now, this old man of the Thousand Crane Sect is actually living in this place in the form of a soul.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and couldn't help asking him: "The lifespan of a flying monk is only 9000 years, and even if he is reincarnated, he will not escape the catastrophe of 8000 years.

Now, according to fellow Daoists, you are more than [-] years old, is this? "

In this world, the lifespan of an ascended monk is only 99 years old.

Even if one is reincarnated and cultivated to the same level, as long as one does not break through to an immortal, one will still be condemned by the heavens and the five decays at multiples of [-] years old.

Among such condemnations, only the soul flies to annihilation, and can never be reborn forever.

Zhang Feng's inquiry can be heard.

However, the old man rarely showed a bit of bitterness, like a miserable smile, and did not hide what all the seniors in Yingmo territory knew.

"Don't hide it from fellow Taoists, disasters can be avoided in this world.

Now there are countless lonely souls like me who have survived for more than 3 years, or even 12 or [-] years