Chapter 722

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Zhanji tribe is one of the largest tribes among the barbarian tribes, with a population of 2.8 million and a territory of more than 300000 Li. It is like a barbarian country.

The halberd tribe has more than one gathering place, just as the human country is divided into many cities, the halberd tribe is also divided into more than ten towns. In the center of more than ten towns, it is the main city of the halberd tribe, which is called the halberd city.

The poison mountain of Zhanji tribe is near Zhanji city.

There are an amazing number of barbarians patrolling around the poison mountain, and there are a row of arrow towers every one kilometer, and there is a large fortress every five thousand meters. There are some birds and monsters raised by barbarians flying around in the sky, giving people a feeling of nowhere to start.

Not far away, under the shadow of a rocky mountain, two dark shadows loomed, combined with the shadow.

"There are too many barbarian soldiers. There are many birds, monsters and beasts in the sky. We don't know how to guard against some dark places." Ye Chen frowned. In the face of this situation, he could do nothing. After all, he could not brazenly use his soul to investigate. Even if he did, he might not be able to enter the poison mountain in an instant.

"Look elsewhere."

Murong Qingcheng proposed.

After several places, they are all the same tight, and several places are even tight several times, which is obviously heavy.

"Don't worry until evening."

At night, the profound meaning of Ye Chen's shadow can be brought into full play, and so can the profound meaning of Murong Qingcheng's darkness. It shouldn't be a problem to enter poison mountain with night as a cover for them.

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When the night comes, a waning moon rises slowly. From time to time, lotus clouds block the moonlight, making the earth dark and invisible.

"Go!"

At the moment when the waning moon was covered by the lotus cloud, ye Chen's body wriggled like a shadow, quickly swept out against the ground, silent.

Murong Qingcheng is flying high, and its magic is integrated with the night under the action of darkness.

Without arousing any vigilance, they smoothly passed through the highly toxic miasma and entered the poison mountain.

The poison mountain is very big, one by one. There are some demon birds or monsters with poison attributes in the mountain. They are not many and the level is not very high.

Late at night.

They finally found the place where the skeleton flower was located.

"A lot of skeleton flowers!"

Inside a small valley, skeleton flowers grow densely, which can't be counted at all. Above the valley, illusory skeletons appear very strange.

"3800 years of heat!"

"4500 years of heat!"

"4900 years of heat!"

"Five thousand five hundred years!"

"Sure enough, there are skeleton flowers with a fire of more than 5000 years." Ye Chen glanced and immediately found a huge skeleton flower. The black smell of the flower was as strong as water. If it was in the daytime, it would be like pouring ink.

"I also have a six thousand year old skeleton flower here."

Murong Qingcheng sent a message.

Ye Chen replied, "pick more trees just in case."

Boo!

Before they picked a few skeleton flowers, several imaginary skeletons floating above the valley suddenly became distracted. It turned out that the imaginary skeletons were condensed from poison gas, and the skeleton flowers were the source of the poison gas. Now several skeleton flowers with the deepest fire were taken away, which immediately caused changes.

Oh!

On a high mountain in the distance, a demon bird had sharp eyes, saw the changes in the valley, roared up to the sky, and the sound penetration was very strong!

"No, go."

Ye Chen and Murong rushed out of the valley. Their bodies flashed and shot out. The profound meaning of shadow and darkness were urged respectively to hide their breath.

"Who?"

There are buildings in the poison mountain. A large group of barbarians came out of the buildings. It is clear that the first person is the peak barbarians in the later stage of Linghai territory. The fluctuation of Zhenyuan is particularly strong. Soon, the overwhelming soul force scanned in the direction of Ye Chen's fierce shooting.

Obviously, although the profound meaning of Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng is exquisite, they can't escape the induction of the barbarians at the peak of cultivation in the later stage of Linghai territory. They immediately found their traces.

"A man broke in and blocked them immediately."

The area of poison mountain is only about a hundred miles. It is large enough to cultivate poisonous weeds. However, for Linghai realm power, a scan can be a hundred miles. The soul power of this barbarian radiates to the outside, and the soul transmits sound to the nearest Linghai realm barbarian.

"Looking for death, humans dare to break into our poison mountain."

The barbarians in Linghai outside were angry and rushed to the designated place to intercept Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng who wanted to break through the route.

Hoo!

Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng rushed out of the severe miasma, but they were greeted by cold shining sharp arrows or solid spears.

"Dark sky!"

Murong Qingcheng erected a black barrier to block out sharp arrows and spears.

"Fly high into the sky."

Ye Chen took Murong Qingcheng's hand and swept towards the clouds above the poison mountain. It was as fast as a rainbow and drew a faint trace in the moonlight.

"Hum!"

Many barbarians in Linghai will not let them leave freely and urge Zhenyuan to catch up with them.

Gradually, most of the barbarians in the Linghai realm with weak cultivation were separated and had to give up chasing. Only one barbarian with the deepest cultivation was chasing. This barbarian was really terrible. Although the cultivation was the peak in the later stage of the Linghai realm, Zhenyuan was unfathomable and far stronger than the general peak in the later stage of the Linghai realm. It seemed that Zhenyuan was accumulating to prepare for entering the realm of life and death.

"Manwang fingerprint!"

The barbarian couldn't catch up with Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng at once. When he pressed the palm of a huge Pu fan in the air, a thick and boundless illusory handprint emerged and rushed towards them. Suddenly, wind and clouds surged, lightning and thunder roared, and the ripples in the void were like water, crowded on both sides.

"What a strong strength. I'm afraid it's not far from the half step man king."

The realm of life and death is not so easy to reach. I don't know how many people are stuck in this bottleneck. However, some people with great perseverance can become a half step king after decades or even hundreds of years. Although the half step king is far less than the king of life and death, it is much more powerful than the master of Linghai. For example, sun Tai, the patriarch of the southern shallow water ape family, is the half step demon king, The strength is unfathomable.

At present, ye Chen can't compete with banbu manwang, even the young five giants. It's almost the same.

"Thunder bite!"

Suddenly turned around, ye Chen's double swords crossed, and the thunder ball roared on the illusory big hand print.

Bang!

When the shock wave swept across the sky, ye Chen was rushed out, and his speed was more than doubled or tripled. He reacted very fast. He grabbed Murong Qingcheng at once, took her with him, and threw the barbarians behind him far away.

"Cunning humans."

Anger flashed across the man's face.

"Roar of the king!"

Great sound is hard to hear. If the long whale absorbs water, it will suck the air and cloud into the abdomen. Then the eyes will protrude, and the mouth will burst into amazing waves. The waves will contain the real yuan approaching to life and death.

Boom!

At the next moment, the explosion like the end came out, and the sound wave radiated out at nearly a hundred times the speed of sound, covering Ye Chen and Murong Qingcheng all at once.

Poof!

They opened their mouths and vomited blood. The sound waves were like a high-frequency concussion machine, which made their bodies suffer thousands of shocks in an instant. If ye Chen hadn't been trained into a third-order spirit body with dragon power, Murong Qingcheng had a second-order devil body. This roar could seriously hurt them and lose their combat effectiveness.

The high-frequency shock also stopped the operation of the two people's Zhenyuan. The speed slowed down rapidly and was about to be caught up.

"Dream wolf, come out." Ye Chen is about to summon the dream eating wolf to fight with the other party. As long as this man's will does not reach level 5, the dream eating wolf may let the other party enter the dream, so it's not certain who has the upper hand. Besides his own strength and dream eating wolf, he still has a big killer mace. He won't use it until he lives or dies.

"Ye Chen, I have a way to escape."

Murong Qingcheng holds Ye Chen's hand to beat the beast card.

"Do you have a way?"

Ye Chen looked over.

"Yes!"

Murong Qingcheng nodded and immediately grabbed Ye Chen's palm and held it tightly.

Boom!

The black bat wings behind Murong Qingcheng flapped violently. At the same time, an amazing magic wave spread and fanned the air in the whole sky. This magic wave is far beyond the magic of Linghai level and seems to be the magic of life and death level.

"The essence of magic!"

Ye dust suddenly realized that this magic wave is the magic essence of the devil king in the battleground. It seems that Murong did not finish all the refining and refining of the city, but he also thought that the magic essence of the king of the devil was so strong that he did not do all the refining in the realm of Murong.

"Eh!"

A startled look flashed on the man's face not far from them. He could feel that this fluctuation posed a great threat to him.

"Hum, there must be something strange, but it can't scare me." The barbarian stretched out his palm and showed the king's handprint again.

This time, the manwang's big hand seal hit an empty space, because Murong Qingcheng and ye Chen disappeared in situ like a disillusioned floating shadow. In the blink of an eye, they were hundreds of miles away. With another flash, their soul power could not be sensed and disappeared without a trace.

"How is it possible that the speed almost reaches the limit of space."

The barbarian's eyes were wide and his face was unbelievable.

The space of Zhenling continent has limits. When the speed reaches a certain level, it cannot continue to increase. Of course, it is not impossible to continue to increase, because if the speed exceeds the space bearing limit, it will escape into the void, and the speed in the void is not limited. This is why the king of life and death will travel in the void, which is not their voluntary choice.

"Well, there are no treasures in the poison mountain. They are all poisonous weeds. Even if some important poisonous weeds are lost, they can't hurt the root." He shook his head and flew away. Five hundred miles away. A large area of black awn gushed out, and ye Chen and Murong rushed out of the city. Murong's face was so pale that she could not control the power of the magic essence with her current ability. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.