Night fell, Su Tang and Bai Ze rested separately, they had no interest in talking, the things just mentioned gave them a great touch, the current cultivators are just ants, all kinds of fierce battles, it seems that there is no meaning, even if they become recognized by the world, what can they do? Compared with the ancient overhauls, they are just a scum, and above the ancient overhauls, there are even more ancient gods.

In the early morning, their mood improved a little, and they casually looked for something to eat, and began to walk forward again.

The area of Shenluo Mountain is too large, whether it is east and west, or north and south, the width is more than 1,000 miles, if you can fly in the sky, things are simple, with the speed of mutating silver locusts, you can fly out in a few hours, and you can find all the areas of Shenluo Mountain in five or six days, but, if you want to rely on your legs, find a person in the vast forest, it is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

The two of them walked for more than ten days, but there was no gain, there was no problem in safety, relying on Su Tang's induction, they could always avoid the cultivators in Pengshan and the spirit beasts in the Divine Falling Mountain.

At night, the huge moon wheel suddenly shone brightly, and the moonlight sprinkled from above, illuminating the surrounding forest.

"It's the eighth time, the emperor is slurry......" Bai Ze muttered.

Su Tang looked up at Yuehua, he remembered smelling the incense, and also remembered the secret realm of Moyunling, with Wei Qilu, Shang Tianliang and Fan He here, there shouldn't be a problem, right?

"I'll go over there and rest for a while. Bai Ze stood up.

The so-called rest is actually practice, but all cultivators do not want to miss this rare time, and the effect of practicing in the moonlight is many times stronger than usual.

Bai Ze wanted to go somewhere else to meditate and pranayama, naturally because of psychological problems, and Su Tang was the same.

For example, Su Tang can practice beside Xi Xiaoru and Wenxiang, and he can even settle down with peace of mind, but if he is replaced by He Ping and Zong Xiu'er, he may feel uneasy, which has nothing to do with trust, but is just a psychological feeling.

After Bai Ze walked away, Su Tang slowly stabilized his mind, and then closed his eyes.

After about five or six minutes, the moonlight gradually dimmed, and suddenly, a figure rushed out of the air and swept into the sky.

The mutated silver locust lying on the ground suddenly stood up, and a pair of tentacles pointed at the figure from afar like a war spear, and then, the mutated silver locust's headband was pushed away from inside, and Xiao Budian poked his head out and stared at the figure with surprised eyes.

In the Divine Fall Mountain, the aura has been suppressed, how can anyone still walk in the sky?

The next moment, another figure swooped down from the sky, and they slammed into each other.

The invisible shock wave surged in all directions, the air seemed to become distorted, and the figure below seemed to be a little invincible, the long sword in his hand was knocked away, and the figure fell down involuntarily, and the figure above chased after him in the air, raised the big gun high, and then slashed down with all his might.

At this moment, a faint smoke appeared behind the man with the big gun, and then condensed into a figure, and the long sword stabbed out like lightning, and the man with the big gun sensed that something was wrong, retracted the axe, and tried to turn around, but he was still a beat slower, and was pierced through the throat by the opponent's long sword.

The man with the big gun staggered for a moment, and then a cold light swept from the flank, slashing across his neck, and his head flew high and high.

Then, one figure after another appeared, brandishing all kinds of weapons, frantically besieging the man with the big gun, his head was cut off, and he should be killed on the spot, but the man with the big gun still looked alive, the big gun danced up and down, dozens of people besieged, but he was always close to him.

After a short time, the man with the big gun finally waited for reinforcements, and the scene of the battle became more and more chaotic.

But the strange thing is that there is no spiritual power fluctuation, and moreover, the battle group in the air is like a light curtain, and the two sides of the fight are just shadows, and if they leave a certain range, they will disappear completely.

Su Tang didn't know when he regained his senses, he had been looking at the air in astonishment, and Bai Ze was also alarmed by the flickering light and shadow, and walked back.

Others can say that the headless man with a big gun left a deep impression on Su Tang.

With such a heavy blow, not only did he not die, but he became stronger and stronger!

The image flickering in the air gradually faded, and for a moment, it dissipated without a trace with a light wind.

"What's that......" Bai Ze muttered.

"How do I know and want to come...... It's probably like a mirage. Su Tang said.

"Why has no one ever talked about it before?" Bai Ze said again: "Although there are not many cultivators who have gone to the Divine Falling Mountain to practice, they are definitely not a small number of thousands of years together, and there should always be others who have seen it." ”

"Because of the emperor's slurry. Su Tang said: "Emperor Flowing Pulp has just appeared, and they have also come out, so it should have something to do with Emperor Flowing Pulp." ”

"This god has fallen...... It's so weird!" Bai Ze shuddered suddenly. A few days ago, he was attacked by a group of skeletons, and now he has seen an inexplicable vision, which cannot be explained.

"If the story you tell is true, the Falling of the Gods is the decisive place for the gods, and of course there will be weirdness. Su Tang said.

This night, the two of them didn't rest well, and they really couldn't sleep, so they finally stayed up until dawn, cleaned up a little, and the two of them went back again.

Staying until noon, as before, there was still no gain, Bai Ze was about to take a rest first, and suddenly found that Su Tang's expression had become solemn, he followed Su Tang's line of sight, and saw a cloud of red smoke appear in the high sky in the distance.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ze asked in a low voice.

"Over there!" Su Tang said, although his sensing ability was also affected by the Divine Falling Mountain Enchantment, it could still cover the surrounding area for more than ten miles, and the groups of cultivators were rushing towards the direction where the red smoke was rising.

That should be the most urgent signal, Su Tang had an intuition that Helan Feiqiong was ahead.

"You said that the Holy Seat of Mountains and Seas is over there?" Bai Ze hurriedly said: "Then what are you waiting for?

"The neighborhood is full of cultivators from Pengshan. Su Tang said, at this time, there is no need for him to hide his sensing ability: "Let's act separately, I will try my best to drag them down, if you have the opportunity, take her away, I can find you." ”

Bai Ze was stunned, then nodded and said, "It's okay!"

"Be careful yourself. Su Tang said, and then ran forward.

Su Tang ran as he dodged the cultivators around him, and he didn't want to get into trouble for the time being until he saw Helan Feiqiong.

It took almost half an hour for Su Tang to climb to the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, and clearly saw the fierce battle below.

At the foot was a long and narrow valley, almost more than a thousand meters long, and hundreds of cultivators were shouting frantically, trying to surround a figure that shuttled back and forth like lightning.

In fact, the Frozen Holy Seat is not stupid, the cultivators he sent to the Divine Falling Mountain, except for a small number of elites, most of the rest are the outer disciples of Pengshan, and the combat power that the Great Ancestor can unleash in the Divine Falling Mountain may not be much stronger than the Grandmaster.

Outside, more than a dozen grandmasters were in front of the Great Ancestor, and they were only killed in seconds, but in Shenluo Mountain, the strength of more than a dozen Grandmasters was much stronger than that of one Great Ancestor.

There are so many cultivators in Pengshan, but how many of them can reach the Great Ancestor Realm? However, the cultivators of the Grandmaster and the Great Grandmaster Realm are like carp crossing the river.

Moreover, the mentality of big people and small people will be very different due to their different levels of knowledge and strength.

For example, the Vajra Holy Seat and others, even if the Frozen Holy Seat gives more benefits, it is impossible for them to venture into the Divine Fall Mountain and fight to the death with Helan Feiqiong.

When Helan Feiqiong was in charge of Pengshan, those great cultivators who bowed their heads to their ears and great ancestors would instinctively avoid the war, and the emperor had reappeared, as long as they worked hard and did not forget to practice day by day, they may not be able to break through the bottleneck, and the six holy seats were all in place, and they did not dare to stop Helan Feiqiong from stepping on Pengshan, why did they stand in front as cannon fodder?

You have been promoted to the Great Sage, you are powerful, so you come......

On the one hand, they couldn't resist the temptation of preferential conditions, what directly worshiped the door wall of the Frozen Holy Seat, what elixir rewarded, these conditions gave them a desire that bordered on madness. On the other hand, they are light-hearted, and the great cultivators dare to disobey and refuse, but they don't dare, for the sake of Pengshan's future, the Frozen Holy Seat has scruples, and they can't attack the great cultivators lightly, but they won't hesitate to deal with them.

Perhaps, this is the consciousness of the ants, and they are willing to go forward for the hope that there is no one in ten thousand.

Su Tang looked at it for a moment, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

That's right, it was Helan Feiqiong who was surrounded by her, and she still released a crushing, devastating momentum even though she couldn't operate her spiritual veins.

Every time Helan Feiqiong waved her hand and raised her foot, a person would shoot straight out like a cannonball, as if she was not surrounded by people, but chasing hundreds of people.

At the other end of the valley all the way to here, there were corpses crawling, although they were slaughtered by one side, but those cultivators did not give up their faith, because the Frozen Holy Seat said that Helan Feiqiong could not operate the spiritual veins in the Divine Fall Mountain, and his strength was limited, and they all hoped that he was the lucky one, and when Helan Feiqiong stood in front of him, he was running out of strength, and then he could take all the credit.

"Is this the secret of mountains and seas...... Su Tang muttered, "How do you feel that Xiaohe is missing something......

Compared with Helan Feiqiong, the Helan Expedition did lack something, but Su Tang couldn't say it.

At this moment, there was a commotion on the hillside below Su Tang's slope, and about a hundred cultivators with Broken Spirit Crossbows rushed over, lined up in long columns, ready to attack at any time.

Su Tang hurriedly turned around and rushed towards the hillside as fast as he could.