Zhan Changfeng staggered the divine sense not long after, turned his head and met another person, this person seemed to be ink-stained, he couldn't see his face clearly, but his shot was as fast as lightning, the wind was not raised, the light had arrived, Zhan Changfeng waved his fan sideways, a mirror of eternity.

He fainted like ink falling into the water, and his empty voice rippled, "Sure enough, it's not the sword, the red dust karma, or the Buddha's path that is important." ”

Hongchen's karma couldn't bind him, Zhan Changfeng was surprised, "Dao talent, will ink?"

There will be inductions between the Dao species, so Zhan Changfeng can detect that this person is exerting the Dao talent, the Dao talent is the most suitable for the cultivator, it is the manifestation of the cultivator's Dao heart and Dao intention, its power is close to the "Dao" itself, and those who awaken the Dao talent must have a very strong Dao heart, and there is no one in ten thousand.

It is also rare for this person's Dao Seed Innate Ability to circumvent special forces like Red Dust Karma.

Jiang Mo is his name, there are three lists, there are almost no geniuses who can hide, what strength, appearance, and characteristics are all stripped away, this will be Mo ranked fourth on the rookie foundation list, third on the combat power list, and is also one of the so-called seven sons of the Warring States, the strength can be seen.

However, the most important thing is that he is the commander of the Third Corps and belongs to the unnamed marquis.

"What about your Dao talent? At the same time, Zhan Changfeng felt that he was disconnecting from the outside world, and he couldn't touch the vitality, sound, and scenery of the outside world, as if he had fallen into an island.

His Dao talent was so capable.

This person's foundation building Great Perfection plus Dao Seed Attack, even the Red Dust Karma can't bother him, only Dao Seed can resist, he knows it, but seeing that she has no action, he expects that her talent is not attacking, and sighs, "Then you can only die." ”

There is regret in the leisurely language.

Most of the Dao talents are auxiliary talents, such as the judgment of the Inspector Mansion Master Ji Guang, but in the cultivation world where strength is paramount, it is obvious that the rare attack talents are even more coveted.

But there are exceptions, Zhan Changfeng didn't feel that his three views would be weak.

Dao talent is equivalent to the cultivator's own law, if you want to break it, you can only fight with the law, one eye in the void is opened, she has seen through the body and soul before, this time, she wants to see through his "Dao"!

The ink was all over, as if it had been distracted, without a trace of obstruction, and the boundless emptiness spread.

Zhan Changfeng explored the weak point in his innate ability, pulled out his heavy sword to break it, and the ink could not maintain his Dao talent, turned over and landed, half an iron mask covered his mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of eyes full of surprise, and then in the blink of an eye, the red dust karma came.

Jiang Mo Qing laughed leisurely and turned into light, "The Council of Elders has recruited a good person. ”

Zhan Changfeng watched him disappear, he didn't chase him, this person's tentative intention was mostly meaningful, and the relationship between the Marquis of Wei Ming and the Council of Elders was ambiguous, and there was no need for the two sides to make a dead move, but the people of the Marquis of Qi Bei and the Marquis of Wei Ming appeared, and it was not a small matter here.

Who is Ran Nian doing things for, nominally she is Wen Hanhou's general, but Wen Hanhou is a disciple of Elder Yuanheng, and she is a disciple of Elder Baijian, and this time it is very likely that the Council of Elders is operating behind the scenes.

It's really troublesome.

Before he knew the situation, Zhan Changfeng didn't want to get involved, so he continued to explore the history of this secret realm according to his own interests, and sometimes it was better to know its roots than to know it. The Zombie Clan is entrenched here, the High Heaven Clan is suppressing this place, and all forces are gathering here, perhaps this place itself has something special, at least the remaining signs of civilization on the ground have caught her attention.

Seven or eight miles to the south, the grave bag gradually decreased, and there was no trace of zombies, but I saw that the sky seemed to have collapsed by half, and the huge power of chaos turned into a gangfeng, enveloping the area, and before I got close, I felt the power of destroying the world and the earth, and the Zhan Changfeng eyebrows were slightly pressed, how could this feeling be so similar to what I experienced on the Good Medicine Mountain.

This area is at the confluence of the dragon's lair, which is an important place, Zhan Changfeng walked a mile inside, and the wind was about to crush her bones and scatter ashes, and Zhuji's body couldn't stand it.

She withdrew, re-chose a new direction, re-entered, and came out again a moment later.

A hundred miles away, the golden-clothed monk held a round mirror, in the mirror was Zhan Changfeng's image, he was going to the west to meet his own people, but he still couldn't let go of the divine sense he encountered halfway, so he returned and used the Dragon Hunting Realm to find Zhan Changfeng's figure and monitor it.

"Heh, this is where the spatial crack is, and the powerhouses of the life and death realm dare not step into it at will, what does she want to do, she won't think that there are good things in it. When the golden-clothed monk saw her advance and retreat, his eyes showed contempt, "Where did you come from, there must be treasures in this land, and it has long been annihilated by cracks." ”

He had also investigated before, and it was impossible to get close to it at all, so he patiently watched her go in and out a few times before leaving the east, out of the search range of the Dragon Mirror.

The golden-clothed monk was faintly disappointed, and thought that he could gain something, but he didn't expect to be a fool, he didn't catch up again, the business was important, and the adults should be urged.

After a moment and a half, Zhan Changfeng came back, the feeling of being spied on had disappeared, and the person should be gone. She went on to explore the place.

The qi of the earth rises with the vitality of the mountain range, and the intersection of the qi of the water source is knotted, and the fusion of one yang and one yin is obtained in order to obtain the breath of vitality. However, there must have been some kind of turmoil that affected the leylines here, the life was shattered, the terrain was destroyed, and it was difficult to determine the true location of the former dragon's lair for a while.

Zhan Changfeng went back and forth a few more times, according to the existing leylines, the original terrain trend was restored, she looked at the dragon's lair in the depths of Gangfeng, although the location was found, but it seemed to just satisfy her interest in decryption, it was useless.

The sense of yin and yang vitality brought by the dragon's lair made it the main choice for the mausoleum, ancestral land or cultivation place, according to Zhan Changfeng's speculation, this should be the center of that civilization, maybe the ruins can be found, she was not less interested, and began to think about the way to enter Gangfeng.

She didn't want to test her physical body with a hard break, so she walked towards the calculated water source, never underestimate the power of the leyline, it gathers the essence of nature, connects with the breath of living beings, and the principle of creation is the main factor affecting the fortune of the entire world, unless this space is completely annihilated, it can be completely destroyed.

Now that this space still exists, it proves that it still has residual qi, and even Gangfeng can't stop it from existing.

Zhan Changfeng walked for a while against the Gangfeng, and a slightly concave pit appeared in front of her, and the years had worn it away so that she couldn't see its true face clearly, and she went down to the long pit, and the pressure brought by the Gangfeng suddenly became a lot less. That's right, this is where the riverbed used to be, where the water flowed.

She simulated the direction of the flow, constantly correcting her position, and walked towards the intersection of the water source and the mountain, where the hunting wind danced and whistled around her, but it seemed to be reduced by some force, and it really fell on her like a breeze.

I don't know how long I walked, and suddenly there was an ethereal sound of water in my ears, as if there was a rain somewhere, and it fell on the surface of the river, and then the wind rose, the tide rose, and the river began to rush.

Zhan Changfeng raised his eyes, and he really saw a river rushing towards her from a distance, it did not cross the shapeless riverbed, with a hazy rain and mist, like a dream.

The river soon went past her waist, the cold water continued to rise, and the long wind and qi stepped on the surface of the river, quietly watching this strange scene.

"Housheng, is Qiankun still there?"

The sound of the sky was bright and mellow, and Zhan Changfeng followed the prestige, and saw a wave splashing into a splash, and the splash fell into the river, condensing into a big fish with a fiery red body.