Mu Feng and Feng Ling entered the city ruins, and they discovered that there were a large number of preserved treasures in the city ruins.
The copper alms bowl they found before was just an appetizer. As they went deeper, they found several more sacred artifacts.
Although a lot of spirituality has been lost, it is still able to retain the grade of the Sacred Artifact of the Reincarnation Realm. It has to be said that it is simply a miracle.
Feng Ling was overjoyed. She had never gotten so many holy weapons at once before, and she was so happy.
Although Mu Feng was equally happy, he felt something was wrong in his heart. After they entered the city, things seemed to go too smoothly.
He turned to look where he had come from, but his sight was obscured by the vast wind and sand, as if the route they had taken had disappeared.
Feng Ling asked curiously: "Brother Mu Feng, where exactly is this place and why are there so many sacred artifacts preserved?"
"I'm also confused. If this was a city, the people living in the building should be ordinary people. Even if they have sacred weapons, they can't use them. It's really puzzling."
Mu Feng said in a deep voice, the doubts in his heart became more intense.
He looked back at the path again: "It seems like something is using these sacred tools to attract us into the depths of the ruins."
While the two were talking, they finally saw a living person.
A figure rushed out of a building. When he saw Mu Feng, he looked angry and crazy!
"Damn it, it's endless, isn't it? Come on, let's see if I die first or if I kill you first!"
After saying that, the man let out a thunderous roar and rushed towards Mu Feng and the two of them. His speed was like lightning, and he rushed in front of Mu Feng in an instant!
This person is actually at the eighth level of the reincarnation realm, and is so powerful that just his breath makes Feng Ling tremble.
Finally meeting a living person made Mu Feng feel a little happy, and he quickly shouted: "Don't get me wrong, I don't want to do anything to you, but I want to ask you about the things in this ruins!"
In order to show sincerity, he didn't even use the Holy Yuan and just stood there.
But who knows, the man who rushed over didn't listen to these words at all. He roared angrily, his roar full of anger: "Do you think I will still be fooled? Go to hell!"
In an instant, the astonishing Saint Yuan swept out, condensed a huge palm above his head, and then suddenly swatted forward!
boom!
There was an explosive sound in the air, and the surrounding space began to vibrate, which showed how powerful this blow was.
Mu Feng's face instantly darkened. He just wanted to ask, but he didn't expect such a big reaction from the man. Did something happen to him here?
"Feng Ling, retreat!"
He shouted, and then golden light instantly passed over his body, and a powerful aura was also released.
After Feng Ling heard Mu Feng's shout, she quickly retreated. After retreating several hundred meters, she stopped, but she only heard a loud bang!
Boom!
Large areas of building ruins collapsed and completely flew away. The ground was shattered layer by layer, and countless cracks spread towards the surroundings.
Mu Feng swung out a punch and hit the huge palm hard. The power of the fist-palm collision was terrifying.
"Are you crazy? I just want to ask for directions!" Mu Feng shouted sharply, but only then did he realize that something seemed wrong with the man.
His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was crazy, and he was uttering unexplained murmurs, as if he was cursing or cursing.
"Those who can't get out will be trapped here forever, there are monsters everywhere!"
These sentences kept coming out of the man's mouth, not coherent at all, which made people feel a little frightened.
At this time, Mu Feng also made another discovery, that is, there was a strange tattoo on the man's wrist, with more than a dozen horizontal lines on it, like some kind of mark.
Click.
Cracks appeared on the huge palm, and then it suddenly collapsed.
The man staggered back a few steps, gritted his teeth, and charged forward again. Even though he knew he was no match, he still had no intention of backing down.
The holy energy in his body circulated crazily, making bursts of roaring sounds. When he stepped forward, a red color emerged on his hands, as if they were soaked in blood.
"Go to hell!"
The fierce offensive came, and Mu Feng did not dare to be careless at all.
But it's not that he can't beat this person. This person's strength is only this. Even if he unleashes all his strength, he is no match for Mu Feng.
But Mu Feng just wanted to survive and find out what was different about the ruins of this city, so he restrained his actions.
Boom boom boom!
Huge bombardments kept sounding, and the man's attacks made Mu Feng retreat step by step, with a trace of anger appearing on his face.
"You seriously didn't say anything?"
The man snorted coldly: "What do you and I have to say? Either you die or I die!"
Seeing the fierce attack of the Holy Yuan, Mu Feng finally stopped holding back. He stepped forward, and the astonishing Holy Yuan condensed in his hand.
"Collapse Mountain Power!"
boom!
The golden fist was punched out hard, causing the space to vibrate instantly. With an overwhelming momentum, it hit the man's chest heavily!
"puff!"
The man spat out a mouthful of blood and was thrown away by a punch. All the ribs on his chest were broken and blood flowed horizontally. His body smashed through dozens of buildings before finally stopping.
Mu Feng rushed forward and stepped on the man: "Now, can you answer my question?"
The man looked very miserable, his face was covered with blood, but even so, he still did not let go, but gritted his teeth tightly.
"What can I say to a guy like you... No, there are no marks on your wrist?" He suddenly changed his tone and asked.
Mu Feng couldn't help but frowned. Could it be that the mark on the wrist was something very special? He showed his wrists and said, "I really don't have any mark. What is this mark?"
The man coughed twice: "Before asking questions, can you at least take off your feet?"
Mu Feng took his foot away, but he was still very vigilant. He didn't know what this mark was, but it could restore the sanity of a man who looked a little crazy.
"Ahem, you are very strong, but entering here is no different from death." The man said with a wry smile. Isn't he like this?
The confusion in Mu Feng's heart deepened: "What exactly is this place, and what is the mark you are talking about?"
"If I tell you, I won't survive, but I can tell you something. This place is basically like a Shura field. Everyone who enters here will be forced to fight. Only those who survive will know the ultimate secret here."
The man shook his head slowly, with a trace of fear in his eyes: "The mark on your wrist is the number of murders you have committed. I heard that only when the mark reaches a certain number, can you be qualified to know everything."
"I will not die, and we may even meet again. In fact, I am also looking for the answer."
Mu Feng was confused when he heard this. He had no idea what this man meant. Although he knew what the mark on his wrist was, he was still full of doubts in his heart.
"What exactly is this place?"
He still wanted to ask, but at this time the man's body began to dissipate rapidly, and finally turned into fly ash and dissipated.
A living person turned into ashes right before his eyes. Mu Feng was filled with astonishment. He didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation in power.
Being able to kill a living person silently, Mu Feng could only think of one possibility, that is, he was in a huge field!
The controller of a domain has absolute repressive power in the domain. Before other domains intervene, he is the god in the domain!
"It seems that there is really a big secret hidden here. That old beggar did me a lot of harm!"
Mu Feng murmured, with a hint of anger in his heart. Those who have realms, except for extremely special circumstances like him, are all supremely powerful.
He broke into the trump card of a powerful man in the supreme realm, and there was definitely no good end waiting for him, but he still didn't understand why the old beggar wanted to harm him?
Maybe all his previous guesses were wrong!
Mu Feng slowly raised his arm and saw a horizontal line mark on his wrist, which could not be wiped off no matter how hard he wiped it.
The dead man was right. As long as he kills people, marks will appear on his wrists. The way to know the truth is to kill more people and get more marks!
"I have Wujie, maybe I can try to escape from here!" Mu Feng murmured, turning around to call Feng Ling to try.
But when he looked back, he saw that Feng Ling was being attacked by another person. If the bowl he had obtained earlier hadn't blocked the attack, he might have been killed on the spot!
The person who attacked Feng Ling also had two bright marks on his wrist. He obviously knew the rules of this place and knew that what he had to do was to kill non-stop!
"court death!"
Mu Feng's eyes turned cold, as sharp as a knife, and his body suddenly disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Feng Ling.
"Brother Mu Feng!"
Feng Ling looked very scared at this time, but felt a lot more relieved after seeing Mu Feng.
"Haha, two of them came at once, which is really good."
When the man saw Mu Feng's arrival, he even showed a look of joy on his face. He raised his knife and slashed at Mu Feng.
This person is also at the eighth level of the Samsara Realm. It seems that to be able to survive in the ruins of this city, he needs at least the eighth level of the Samsara Realm.
The sword light was awe-inspiring, criss-crossing, and instantly enveloped Mu Feng. He was as ecstatic as if he had seen his prey, which was completely different from the sadness and despair of the previous person!
Everyone has their own differences. Some people know that they can kill others without any scruples and treat others as prey, and they will only feel very happy.
And when some people know that they have fallen into a killing trap, they can only feel despair.