"This is a pure blood mosquito. How is it possible? This kind of monster should have been extinct long ago." Huang Yao exclaimed.
Because it had been extinct for a long time, Huang Yao didn't know the strength of the Blood Mosquito. Faced with unknown things, he would inevitably have great fear. For a while, Huang Yao couldn't resist.
As the eldest son of King Qin, Huang Yao had read a lot of classics and historical books, and even knew about some ancient beasts that had long since become extinct.
The thing that had the biggest impact on him was this mosquito-like blood-sucking monster. It is precisely because this ancient monster is so harmful that it has been killed by humans together a long time ago.
He knew very well that in Shenwu Continent, blood-purifying mosquitoes had not appeared for nearly a thousand years. Even in some remote and inaccessible places, blood-purifying mosquitoes had been completely eliminated.
The fear from the bottom of his heart made Huang Yao forget to resist, but Ye Feng did not. Although he did not know much, he was in a high state of mind and would not be easily affected by external objects.
Huang Ge didn't care whether the monster in front of him came from ancient times. He drew out the Wind Condensing Dagger in time and stabbed out several wind blades.
Although Cheng Ze and Zong Nan were a little frightened and uneasy, they did not lose their will to resist. The sudden appearance of the legendary extinct ancient monster only shocked them.
The wind blade flashed past, and the Blood Mosquito reacted very quickly and dodged it easily. Huang Ge's expression was slightly stagnant. He thought he was extremely confident in the wind blade technique he used, but he didn't expect that he was frustrated again and again. Not only was he unable to open the hall's The huge door cannot kill even a small mosquito or fly.
However, in order to dodge Huang Ge's wind blade, the Blood Mosquito quickly slowed down.
Zizzi!
The red flame knife burning with blazing flames slashed out, instantly cutting off a bunch of thin transparent wings of the Blood Mosquito.
The Blood Mosquito lost its wings and fell to the ground. Zong Nan, who was following closely behind, caught up and pierced the Blood Mosquito's head with his sword.
"Be careful, the Blood Mosquito rarely attacks alone. Let's leave here quickly." Huang Yao reacted and quickly warned.
Buzz!
Sure enough, dozens of blood mosquitoes flew out of the bushes again, with ferocious faces and extremely fast speeds.
"I'll block them, you guys run!" Ye Feng is extremely confident in his own movement. Even if he is a step behind, he should be able to catch up quickly.
He noticed that although these blood-purifying mosquitoes were very fast, it was still impossible to evade his split-light sword technique.
The Lingfeng Sword appeared out of nowhere, slashing with three swords in a row, and a large area of sword light poured out like a tide.
"Three lives of tides, thousands of waves are rushing!"
The sharp sword light swept through the entire forest. Dozens of blood-sucking mosquitoes that flew out immediately stopped their pursuit and dodged in all directions in the sword light that filled the sky. However, although their speed was extremely fast, they could not face it. Like the sword light all over the sky woven into a sword net, the dodge space was compressed to the extreme, and eventually they died one by one under Ye Feng's sword.
More and more blood-purifying mosquitoes were alarmed, flying out from the depths of the woods like a block out of the sky. There seemed to be a special way of contact between the blood-purifying mosquitoes. If a blood-purifying mosquito dies, there will immediately be More Blood Mosquitoes came to seek revenge.
However, when the blood-purifying mosquito swarm arrived, except for a large number of blood-purifying mosquito corpses, Ye Feng was nowhere to be seen.
It turned out that Ye Feng had already used the wind control technique and the wind step at the same time when he used the sword light, and escaped without a trace.
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Also entering the mysterious space were the owner of Lanxi Villa and a group of disciples.
After entering the underground palace, Lanxi Villa immediately rushed to the various halls. Because of their extremely strong strength, the mutated monsters that emerged along the way were unable to stop them.
However, they also faced the same problem as Ye Feng and others. Even the Martial Saint Lan Yunfeng, who was in the Xuanwu realm, had no way to deal with the anti-shock restriction on the huge door of the main hall.
As a last resort, they searched for new clues and entered the space where Ye Feng was through a similar space passage.
"Weird, have we left the underground palace?" Wang Qun's face looked a little ugly. It was his idea to enter the stone gate. Although it was finally adopted by the village owner Lan Yunfeng, once the stone gate is the exit of the underground palace, it will be transmitted to the outside world. In an unknown field, their previous efforts would have been in vain.
"Don't worry, we haven't left the underground palace. This should be an independent space created by the owner of the underground palace." Lan Yunfeng, as a martial saint, has been extremely sensitive to the surrounding environment since the realm of artistic conception, and he soon discovered the secrets of this space. abnormal.
Seeing Wang Qun looking at him in surprise, Lan Yunfeng explained: "In the woods ahead, there are several ancient monsters that should have been extinct long ago. I think this place should be the forest land used by the owner of the underground palace to breed monsters, and this A space is not stable and may be in danger of collapse at any time, so we must leave as soon as possible."
Lan Yunfeng suddenly stretched out an arm and pointed to a direction in the sky.
Wang Qun and others quickly looked up, and sure enough, faint cracks could be seen in the blue sky.
"Once the space collapses, everything in the space will also be annihilated. If we can't leave in time, we will also be buried here!" Even masters at the martial saint level cannot survive in a collapsed space because of the power of space. , an existence that has transcended the realm, and belongs to the Dao rules that can only be mastered by the Shenwu realm.
Because of this, Lan Yunfeng, who had always looked calm, became unusually serious.
However, even if he cannot master the rules of the space avenue, Lan Yunfeng, as a martial saint, can still be keenly aware of some anomalies in the space.
His eyes were like sharp arrows, penetrating through the lush trees and looking deep into the jungle.
"There are spatial fluctuations ahead, maybe the exit. Let's go and have a look!" Under the leadership of Lan Yunfeng, hundreds of disciples of Lanxi Villa marched toward the depths of the dense forest.
Their actions quickly alerted many ancient monsters hiding in the woods. However, although these monsters were ferocious and violent, they were also self-aware. Lan Yunfeng deliberately exuded the powerful aura of the Xuanwu Realm Martial Saint, which was enough to frighten them. Dare to move.
There is a very large lake deep in the jungle. The surface of the lake is like a mirror. Birds occasionally fly over the lake, playing and playing, creating a peaceful scene.
Lan Yunfeng's destination is exactly here.
The rules of space belong to the rules of the great avenue, which can only be mastered by the Shenwu Realm Martial God. The Xuanwu Realm Martial Saint can only initially master the seven areas, but he also has the ability to clearly see the nature of power and can sense the anomalies in the space rules.
In his opinion, this lake is where the anomaly lies.
There was no end to the lake at a glance, and there was no ripple on the surface. When Lan Yunfeng and others appeared, all kinds of strange-looking birds playing nearby also disappeared without a trace.
Lan Yunfeng stared at the lake steadily, with a dazed expression.
"Master, is this a breakthrough?" Wang Qun was a little anxious. He had a hunch that people from other forces had broken into the underground palace.
Wang Qun didn't know whether they were rogue bandits or disciples from various sects they recruited to do the mission. After all, there have been several underground passages on the Prancing Horse Plains. As long as someone successfully passes through these underground passages, they can enter. Underground palace.
"Concentrate your energy and don't resist my domain. I will take you directly to fly over this lake!" Lan Yunfeng calmed down and turned around to say to the disciples behind him.
"Does the owner of the village think so?" Wang Qun asked excitedly.
"Yes, I need to expand my territory."
Gangwu realm warriors can use true energy to float in the air, while Xuanwu realm warriors with wind fields can even use the power of their own fields to drive a large number of warriors to fly together.
Lan Yunfeng didn't see any movement. The calm lake began to ripple. A breeze came slowly, and hundreds of disciples of Lanxi Villa were gently lifted up by a gentle force and slowly floated upwards.
Lan Yuanfeng was only at the early stage of Xuanwu Realm, so it seemed effortless to move hundreds of people into the air at the same time. However, seeing his clothes fluttering and his black hair dancing wildly, he was like a god descending to earth, stepping into the void step by step. .
"Wind Control Domain, get up!" With a soft shout, waves of green light flashed dozens of feet around Lan Yunfeng, like threads and ribbons, floating at the feet of every disciple of Lanxi Villa.
Green light flashed, and the blue cloud wind took everyone straight to the other side of the lake and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The lake regained its calm, and all kinds of hidden birds once again flew out of the jungle beside the lake. Occasionally, they crossed the lake, picked up one or two fat blue clouds, and swallowed them in one gulp.
Two hours passed by in a blink of an eye.
The red sun still hangs high in the sky without any change, as if it will never set.
In the blue sky, the cracks are expanding little by little, and black cracks like spider silk are spread in every corner of the sky.
At this time, there was another trivial sound in the dense forest next to the lake, and then, five figures flew out and landed on the lake.
"The wind energy here is so strange, as if it has been guided by someone?" Ye Feng just appeared at the lake, and immediately felt something strange, and was slightly surprised.
Could it be that someone had been here before them? Ye Feng thought of Lanxi Villa. There was no one else but the Martial Saint who had mastered the field of wind that could guide the changes in the wind energy of an entire area.
"It must be Lan Yunfeng. I heard that he is a martial saint who has mastered the field of wind. I didn't expect that we would meet them here." Huang Yao exclaimed.
Huang Ge, who specializes in wind skills, also quickly discovered the anomaly here. He couldn't help but look at Ye Feng a few more times. Didn't this person practice earth skills? Why was he so sensitive to the changes in wind energy
As Ye Feng said, the remaining wind energy in this small area by the lake seemed to have been sorted out by someone, and was in order. There was no other possibility except domain guidance.
Thinking that the enemy they were about to face was a Martial Saint-level master, Huang Yao and others suddenly became nervous.
"Lanxi Villa wants to keep this secret, and obviously wants to take this place as its own, and will never allow others to rob it. Once we encounter them, we are likely to be silenced directly!" Huang Yao said with a bitter smile.
Ye Feng was also a little helpless. Although the five of them were the best among the younger generation, they had no strength left to resist in front of the masters of the human-level sect. The elders of the Gangwu Realm in the sect alone were not like them. He can handle it, let alone a Xuanwu Realm Martial Saint with the power of the domain.
Everyone present, with the exception of Ye Feng, has basically seen the powerful strength of the Xuanwu Realm Martial Saints. To deal with them, Martial Saint-level masters don't even need to move a finger. They can crush them just by releasing their fields. Fly ash.