The area on the main trunk of this Ruomu tree is too wide.
Looking at each other from front to back, they couldn't even see the side. Everyone was galloping on the flying sword as if they were flying on an ordinary plain.
The only difference is that the ground below is not grassland, Gobi, or tidal flats, but a gray-brown Ruomu surface...
Although Huajian Divine City is the core divine city of the Sword Clan, its location is not in the center of Ruomu, but a little north of the center.
Now everyone was heading south, and after about three or five sticks of incense, they saw a crack.
This crack is just a crack in the wood, but in front of everyone, it looks like a huge canyon.
The direction of Jian Wuhen's long sword was slightly twisted, and it began to fly along the crack.
The true gods followed closely behind...
As we continue to move forward, the cracks become wider and wider, and more and more cracks are displayed in front of everyone.
After these cracks intersected with each other and finally formed a huge gap, Luo Zheng suddenly realized.
This looks like a wound on Ruomu...could it be caused by that giant insect?
The huge gap is hundreds of miles wide. Standing on the flying sword and looking down, you can't see the bottom.
After a while, Jian Wuhen stopped in the center of the gap, and his words proved Luo Zheng's guess.
"We have reached our destination. Everyone, I can only send you here. Downward is a large hole with a vertical height of 30 million feet. There are many dangers all the way up. Those who give up can turn back now!" Jian Wuhen said calmly.
said.
No one on the flying sword spoke, only the whistling wind.
Having come this far, it is impossible for anyone to choose to give up.
Luo Yan's slender body stood upright on the flying sword, with a look of excitement on her face.
Dongfang Gui, as well as the high-ranking true gods of the Mu family, Tang family, Fang family and other wealthy alliances, cast dark eyes on Luo Zheng and Luo Yan...
"Then everyone can go down," Jian Wuhen looked through the crowd at Luo Yan and Luo Zheng, and smiled slightly: "I wish you good luck."
"Whoosh..."
"Whoosh..."
The flying swords circled and then sank downwards.
Jian Wuhen watched as those true gods slowly became smaller in his sight, eventually turning into small black dots and disappearing into this huge gap.
He waited at the gap for a while, and twelve more flying swords came shooting from the other direction!
These people are all dressed in white, they are obviously descendants of the Sword Clan, and they are all high-ranking true gods.
"See Lord Wuhen!"
The leader, the superior true god, knelt down on one knee on the long sword. The long sword did not shake at all. It was obvious that he had mastered the art of sword control to the extreme.
"See Master Wuhen..."
The other eleven high-ranking true gods also knelt down on one knee.
"No courtesy," Jian Wuhen waved his hand gently, and then said: "The children of the major wealthy families have already gone down, and now it is your turn. You are the best children of my Sword Clan, I hope you will not disappoint me."
"We will do our best," the leader, the superior true god, said seriously.
"Sword Mastiff, if you can get the inheritance, you must try your best. This may be our last chance," Jian Wuhen said again, "If you can't get it, then fully assist Luo Zheng and Luo Yan brothers and sisters!
You should be most careful with people from the wealthy alliance, especially those from the Dongfang family..."
"Remember!" All the true gods replied in unison.
When Jian Wuhen raised his hand, wisps of blood flashed out.
They were red blood swords, with a strange red light glowing on the swords. You could tell at a glance that they were some kind of evil swords.
The Sword Clan is very particular about using swords. They disdain evil practices and rarely use such evil swords.
When the true gods saw these bloody swords, their faces trembled.
"Twelve calamity swords are given to you, and they can be used at critical moments. You know the consequences of using these swords," Jian Wuhen said here, showing a trace of unbearable color.
The Disaster Sword was invented thirty years ago by a Dzogchen genius from the Sword Clan. Because of the invention of this sword, the Dzogchen was expelled by the Sword Clan, and all Disaster Swords were sealed and prohibited from use.
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This sword is too sinister, it will lead to death if used, and it is tortured to death by various disasters, which is too inhumane.
However, the Calamity Sword can greatly improve one's own strength in a short period of time.
After Jian Wuhen understood that this Taoist struggle was his last chance, he had to unseal the Disaster Sword and bestow it on these high-ranking true gods.
Every high-ranking true god came up to receive a calamity sword. They knew that after receiving the sword, they would become the dead warriors of the sword clan, and there was more or less a trace of tragedy on their faces.
"Go," Jian Wuhen turned his head without looking at them.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
These twelve high-ranking true gods of the Sword Clan also entered the gap.
"However, those who practice swordsmanship are for the sake of all people in the world, and they are upright and not evil. This is..."
Jian Wuhen's voice drifted far away with the wind, and also reached the ears of the Sword Clan disciples...
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When Luo Zheng entered the gap, the surrounding scenery dimmed.
After sinking about a thousand feet along the gap, Ruo Mu's true thoughts of good intentions could no longer be conveyed in, and were replaced by true intentions of evil thoughts.
"We have entered the final killing place!"
Luo Zhengdun felt as if the blood in his body was boiling, and a strong fighting spirit slowly emerged.
"Yeah," Luo Yan nodded slightly.
Her eyes closed slightly and then opened.
A lilac light glowed from the depths of his pupils.
Because of this faint purple light, her beautiful face was suddenly dyed with a hint of weirdness.
After entering the killing place, the other true gods also became vigilant. They stepped on the flying swords and slowly rotated 360 degrees to descend. At the same time, they emitted their own consciousness and carefully observed the surrounding environment.
Even the killing ground opened up on the surface of Ruomu contains considerable dangers, not to mention that this is the core of Ruomu's main pole.
It's quiet all around...
In this space, there is not even airflow.
"Look, giant insect!"
A superior true god pointed to one side of the cave wall.
A huge insect appeared in everyone's sight.
The length of this insect's body is invisible at a glance, and its size is exaggeratedly huge.
This vertical cave is already very wide, but the fat and bloated body of this giant insect takes up almost half of the space.
"This giant insect is sleeping..." Youzhen God whispered.
"Don't be afraid, these giant insects never wake up, they grow in their sleep and die in their sleep," another true god said.
As they continued to descend on flying swords, a second giant insect lying on the cave wall appeared in front of everyone.
Continuing down, there will be more and more giant insects...
Three thousand feet...
Ten thousand feet...
Fifty thousand feet...
Rows and rows of giant insects are sleeping. It’s unknown how many giant insects are sleeping in this abyss-like vertical tree hole.
When they descended to seventy thousand feet...
Suddenly, a rotten smell came from everyone's noses. Although everyone didn't know the source of the smell, they already felt something was wrong.