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CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE The Land of Death

"Dammit!" The Golden-Winged Roc King was furious and the person he got was snatched away just like that.

Looking at the two people being carried away by the black tornado, other than his anger, his eyes were also filled with fear. It was true that these two humans had secrets, but compared to his own life, they were nothing.

He was very clear on where the black tornado had come from and how powerful it was.

Fifty years ago, the Golden-Winged Roc King had only just reached the level of a Demon King. He was in high spirits and his self-confidence was exploding, and he wanted to go there and investigate what exactly was going on. He didn't believe that the rumors were true, that there were dangers in that place, and that he had already lived here for hundreds of years and that nothing had ever happened.

He had been trying to figure out this idea since a long time ago.

However, he was never allowed to go anywhere by the clan elder's permission. Furthermore, he was warned him that he could go no matter where, but he could not go that place. Even if he had reached the realm of Demon King or even higher, he could not go that place, much less with his current strength.

The Golden-Winged Roc King was a little unconvinced. He believed that his strength was enough to defend against everything, and that with his unparalleled speed, he would be able to escape with his life.

He was determined and determined. In front of him, there was a forbidden area within the Mandang Mountain Range, a place where one would definitely die.

Just as he was about to step in, a black tornado rushed out and swept away several demon generals around him. Their bodies were shattered in the air by the wind blades.

Dozens of years had passed, and this scene was lingering in his mind.

From then on, the Golden-Winged Roc King didn't dare to take another step into the deathtrap, and he never brought up the matter of entering the deathtrap. He finally knew why the clan's elders would stop him from entering, and exploring this place with his own strength was no different from courting death.

He never expected to see this black tornado again today. Even though he had already reached the late stage Demon King, he still felt a sense of helplessness when facing this black tornado. It was as if this black tornado contained a strength that even he could not resist.

Fortunately, the target of the tornado was not him, but the two humans.

In the eyes of the Golden-Winged Roc King, these two humans were already dead. Even when facing this whirlwind, he could only die. He did not believe that these two incomparably weak humans could survive.

The Golden-Winged Roc King sighed, "These two are dead for sure, but we just couldn't find the secrets of these two humans …"

"Hmm?"

For some reason, the calm Mandang Mountain Range suddenly gave rise to a wind. A light breeze blew past the Golden-Winged Roc King's face, slicing his skin and leaving a trail of blood on his face. The Golden-Winged Roc King's face revealed a surprised expression.

and Meng Hanyue could be considered to be extremely unlucky.

Just as he escaped from the Raging Flames Tiger's pursuit, he was being watched by another Spirit Demon King, the Golden-winged Roc King. Just as he was about to fall into his devil hands, a whirlwind came out of nowhere and swept the two away.

With two bangs, Lin Fan and Meng Hanyue landed on the ground.

The cave was pitch black and he couldn't even see his own fingers. He was even suppressing his own perception. The entire cave was filled with a humid and rotten smell, as if no one had come here for a long time. It gave off a very sinister feeling.

Meng Hanyue couldn't help but shiver. Girls were usually more afraid of the dark.

Only in this way would she not be so afraid, and subconsciously asked, "Lin Fan, where is this place, why do I feel a little afraid?"

"Speaking of which, Miss Meng, I should be the one asking this question. Don't you have a map of Mandang Mountain Range? "Where is this place?" Lin Fan said in annoyance. Originally, everything had been fine for him precisely because of her. He had fallen into danger time and time again, and he really didn't know if he owed her something from his previous life.

"But... "But the good map doesn't seem to have recorded this place," Meng Hanyue said weakly.

"What?" Lin Fan was shocked. This place was not recorded on the map, but for some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Hanyue, we've played big this time!" Lin Fan said coldly.

"Lin Fan, what did you say?! "What happened?" Meng Hanyue asked in a trembling voice.

"Hanyue, do you remember the dead zone marked on the map? Even the Mandang Mountain Range Demon King did not dare to enter, and in these thousands of years, no one has ever walked out of this land of death alive. If my guess is correct, we are currently in a land of death. "

"Ah!"

Meng Hanyue suddenly shouted out in shock, "Dead ground, we actually broke in here, what do we do, we are really dead now, even Emperor Ming Hao was unable to leave, we two little shrimps, we can't even fill the gaps between our teeth …"

"What should I do? I don't want to die yet. I'm still so young, and I haven't even married yet. How can I die?"

"Bang!" Lin Fan ignited the fire piston, and a small flame instantly illuminated the entire cave, the cave seemed to be a little wide, it was as big as a plaza, the entire cave seemed to have been crafted by gods and demons, it was completely natural without any traces of manpower, the surrounding walls of the cave were extremely smooth, and the left and right paths were placed in front of Lin Fan.

Let's go!" Lin Fan pulled Meng Hanyue along. He wasn't that desperate, before seeing the result, there was always hope, for others this was a dead end, but for Lin Fan, it might not be a dead end. Back in Hua Xia, he could survive in a place ten times more dangerous than this, but with such a small difficulty, he wouldn't be able to defeat Lin Fan.

The path of the strong was filled with rivers of blood, mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It was full of danger everywhere.

Only after experiencing all these trials and tribulations would one be able to become an expert. The scene before their eyes was only a small part of their path in life. If they couldn't even overcome this, how could they become an expert?

Looking at Lin Fan's eyes that were filled with limitless hope, he felt his faith.

Meng Hanyue was infected and had a sliver of hope of surviving in this land of death. As long as Lin Fan was around, it was as if there was hope.

One of the two paths had to be a path out, and that depended on one's luck.

With his right foot, he took the road to the left.

This was a path that belonged solely to Lin Fan and Meng Hanyue. The surroundings were completely silent, only the sound of their footsteps and heartbeats could be heard, as well as the occasional dripping sound of water.

"Whew, whew!"

After taking a deep breath, the two of them continued to walk in silence. Neither of them said anything and it was hard to say anything as they were afraid that their words would break the atmosphere.

Suddenly, there was a click at Meng Hanyue's feet, causing her to be startled, her eyes revealed a look of fear.

Lin Fan patted his shoulder and said: "Hanyue, it's fine, I just stepped on a bone."

His bones shone with a faint golden light, indicating that he was an expert when he was alive, at least at the level of Raging Flames Tiger King. He never thought that he would be able to bury his bones in such a place, and that gave the two of them so much pressure.

Lin Fan squatted down and patted the dust on the ground. Meng Hanyue hid behind him, girls did not like this kind of stuff.

"Mm, what is this?"

Beneath the skeleton, Lin Fan found a small line of words. I, Mo Tianchong, practiced the martial arts at the age of three, had attained the perfection of body refining at the age of ten, had awakened the Sword Soul at the age of twenty, had reached the level of Clear Stage, and challenged all the heroes of the realm at the age of ninety, breaking through the Spiritual Emptiness Stage. Unfortunately, the world is big, and no one can battle against it.

What could he do! What could he do!

I don't want to lose my life in such a damned place without meeting that peerless expert!

Seeing those words, Lin Fan couldn't help but reveal a cold smile. Presumably, that Mo Tianchong was also an extremely conceited person, dying without even seeing others face to face.

"Mo Tianchong!" Meng Hanyue exclaimed

"You know him?" Lin Fan looked at Meng Hanyue in shock.

"I've heard of his name. Eight hundred years ago, Peerless Genius of the Martial Continent awakened a peerless Sword Soul at the age of ten and used a sword to enter the Dao. He used a sword to enter the Dao.

This sounded a little sad. A proud son of heaven silently went to a place of silence.

Every single one of them was either a peerless expert or a favored son of heaven, and all of them came here for some unknown reason, and died with hatred in the end. Even Lin Fan could feel the eternal resentment from their corpses.

Mystic Moon Sword Mo Tianchong, the pride of the heavens from eight hundred years ago.

The God Whip, Eastern Sky, had shaken the world with its might six hundred years ago, and not a single person in the Genuine Martial Empire could be its match.

The Spear Emperor Zhang Zu, the Emperor of the Spear, a peerless master from one thousand two hundred years ago.

The Blue Moon Saber laughed at the world, one slash broke through the sky, the strength of the world was unparalleled, and with a single person, he defeated the entire Heaven Caldron, one of the eight great Heaven Cauldrons, with one slash.

Which one of these people wasn't an unparalleled expert that had temporarily shaken the world?

It was said that they had all disappeared at some point in time, that they had either returned to Concealment or gone to break through to a higher realm. The truth was that all of them had died in the death grounds of Mandang Mountain Range.

"Lin Fan, look!" Meng Hanyue suddenly realised something.