Mu Feng had no awareness of what was happening in his body, nor did he know that danger was approaching him.
Just when the golden sand was about to swallow Mu Feng's brain, suddenly, a subtle light emitted from his brain. When the fine sand came into contact with this light, it was as if it had encountered something irresistible.
Like a suction force, the weak light was sucked into Mu Feng's brain faster than it rushed towards Mu Feng's body, but Mu Feng still acted as if nothing had happened.
In this way, the golden sand was like moths flying into the fire, constantly seeping into Mu Feng's body, and then being absorbed by the dim light as it approached Mu Feng's brain.
Wherever Mu Feng passed, all the fine sand was absorbed by him. After all the bright light areas passed by, all the golden fine sand that originally existed in the bright light disappeared and was absorbed by the light in Mu Feng's brain.
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After he just left the golden area, his body, which was originally falling extremely slowly, suddenly began to speed up gradually, and later it was almost the same speed as when he had not entered the golden area.
I don't know how long it took, but Mu Feng's body finally reached the bottom of the dry well, and when his body just touched the bottom of the dry well, his whole person disappeared. It was as if no one had ever existed here.
When Mu Feng's body disappeared, in the golden area he just passed through, on the walls around the dry well, some tiny golden particles slowly seeped out, which was exactly the kind of golden particles Mu Feng had absorbed just now.
Sand, obviously this section of the well wall in this golden area has the function of regenerating golden sand. I believe that it won't be long before this place looks like it did when Mu Feng first came down to touch it. The whole space is filled with that kind of golden sand.
In a huge space, there are blue sky and white clouds, mountains and rivers. There are also many huge and magnificent buildings, palaces stand in this space, and the architectural style is not at all different from those buildings in the outside world. And it is even more
What's special is that there are many towers here, some high and some low, and there are hundreds of them densely packed.
But in this huge space, there is no breath of life at all. Everything is so calm, so calm that it makes people a little scared, just like the scene in a painting. There is no life at all.
But at this moment, a whirlpool suddenly appeared above this space, breaking the peace of this space. Then only a person fell out of the huge whirlpool. Then he fell to the ground. It was
Mu Feng jumped from the ancient well.
But just as Mu Feng was falling to the ground faster and faster, a dazzling light suddenly came from the tallest nine-story tower in the east of this space, wrapping his falling body, and then Mu Feng's
His body suddenly stopped falling to the ground, and instead flew towards the tallest and largest giant tower in the group of towers. The moment his figure flew towards the giant tower, a crack suddenly opened at the bottom, waiting for Mu Feng's figure
After flying in, it closed instantly, and then the area returned to its usual calm state.
Just when Mu Feng's body was enveloped by the white light emitted from the tower, a dark light flashed in Mu Feng's brain, and then suddenly dimmed again.
Mu Feng only felt as if he had had a dream, a very long dream. In the dream, he felt as if he had returned to his mother's arms when he was a child. It was so comfortable and warm that it made him want to live forever.
Lying there and not getting up.
But at this moment, he suddenly heard a voice ringing in his mind: "When the fake is true, the true is also false, there is nothing but nothing!"
When these words suddenly rang in his mind, Mu Feng suddenly felt as if his head had been pricked by a needle, and he opened his eyes suddenly.
Struggling to sit up, Mu Feng touched his aching head and said to himself: "Didn't I jump into the dry well? How did I end up here?"
He raised his head and looked around, and what he saw was a huge room. In the center of the room, there was a huge statue, which was as high as fifteen or six feet. Mu Feng could only raise his head high.
See the statue in its entirety.
The sculpture depicts a middle-aged man wearing a black robe with a stern face. His eyes are looking into the distance, extremely sharp, as if he wants to devour everything. But for some reason, Mu Feng always feels that he is here.
There was a trace of sadness spreading in a pair of sharp eyes.
In the right hand of the man in black robe, he held a huge sword. The hilt could not be seen, but what surprised him was the tip of the sword. He had seen many swords and the swords of sect elders and disciples.
Flying sword. But there has never been such a strange sword and magic weapon in the hands of the man in black robe.
The swords he has seen include long swords, short swords, broad swords, narrow swords, and all kinds of strange swords, but without exception they all have sword points, but the sword in front of him is rare.
There was no tip, which made him wonder if it was a sword after all.
Except for the tip, this sword had the same structure and style as an ordinary sword, so Mu Feng still thought it was a sword, but a very strange sword.
There is a golden dragon on both sides of the sword, with the dragon's tail at the hilt and the dragon's head at the so-called tip. The eyes are round and vivid, as if they can fly out at any time.
The left hand of the man in black robe had his palm facing up, and his fingers were stretched out as if to hold something up, but strangely there was nothing on his hand, which made Mu Feng puzzled.
This person is really weird. Mu Feng stopped studying the statue and looked elsewhere. But to his disappointment, in the entire space, there was only a huge statue in the center, and nothing else was found.
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"What kind of place is this? Didn't I jump into the dry well from the Eight Wastelands? How did I end up here?" Mu Feng thought in confusion, "Is this the bottom of the dry well?"
This made Mu Feng speechless. Could it be that this was the dry well that even the headmaster was afraid of entering? This was too deceiving!
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Mu Feng's ears that made his mind roar. It was the voice he heard in his dream that woke him up.
"Little guy, welcome to Batuta. No matter how you got here, since you can pass through the Soul-Dead Sand, you naturally have your own uniqueness, so you will have the opportunity to inherit my inheritance."
Just when Mu Feng was shocked to hear the sound that made his heart roar, several of his brothers, Lu Tian, the others, and Amon had also arrived at the dry well area. But what disappointed them was that Amon did not