Seven Swordsmen, it’s over long ago!

The word "Shou Ye" seems to be outside the rules and not within the rules. He broke the preparations of everyone and everything, and acted arbitrarily.

The Feng family, who had chosen to follow, had no way out.

Feng Tingchen is gambling.

He is making a big bet for the Feng family.

Historically, whenever history changes, heads of the Feng family have always made the right choice.

Feng Tingchen didn't know if he was right or not, he was uneasy.

Perhaps the Feng family's inheritance, which dates back to the era of the Sword God, is about to be ruined by his own choices. When he enters the underworld, he is speechless in front of his ancestors.

but……

"Fight!"

"Jian Ge's blessing, bet that my Feng family's luck will not be cut off yet!"

…

"Enter."

"You go first."

Master Shou's voice resounded throughout the five realms.

As the missionary mirror moves forward again, the water flows through the waves.

The people of the five realms then sank into a piece of stagnant water with a vague black light and black pool.

"Dead Sea!"

Feng Zhongzui exclaimed, his voice suddenly becoming a little less confident:

"Brothers, I'm in, there's a lot of water."

"This time it's really the Dead Sea. My hands and feet feel weak now. Even the swordsmanship that usually touches me and approaches me seems to be far away from me."

"The forbidden magic barrier in the Dead Sea is a bit stronger than I expected. It can even block the way of the sword?"

The mirror image is transferred to the half-saint on the side.

Everyone in the Semi-Saint Refuge Group is like a soft-legged shrimp at this moment. It can be said that they are completely useless.

Even Fang Wenxin's steps were sluggish.

Except for the blood-shadowed copper coins around his waist, which were still shimmering, all the treasures on his body had lost their luster.

Not to mention the arrows from the sinful bow, even a tenth-grade spiritual sword can cut off the head of a semi-saint.

Fengzhongzui randomly interviews a lucky companion:

"Beijianxian, how do you feel?"

Beibei responded angrily: "I'm better than you. I can sense the sword a little bit and can draw a sword."

"The forbidden magic barrier can only ban magic, not spiritual masters, right?" Feng Zhong was drunk and confused.

"The Forbidden Law Barrier is a Forbidden Law Barrier, and the Dead Sea is a Dead Sea. There is more than a Forbidden Law Barrier in it..." Beibei didn't dare to say more and seemed very impatient. "What's more, do you think that the ruins of the God-killing Officer have been there for so many days?

Who is the Holy Mountain waiting for?"

"Yes." Feng Zhongzui nodded.

When Master Meng was doing trouble at the Ranming site, preparations were being made all the time up and down the Holy Mountain.

It's just that the ending is a bit funny.

As soon as Master Shou returned, the Half-Saint Assistance Group became a joke and was destroyed in one blow.

All the preparations left are the advance arrangements for the Dead Sea, which may come in handy.

"Bei Sword Immortal, do you think Emperor Cangsheng will shoot an arrow immediately after Master Shou comes in?" Feng Zhongzui was a little uneasy, "We are all by his side..."

These words caused panic among the people in the Holy Mountain Refuge Group.

Refuge group, refuge group, it's hard to escape, waiting to die together.

"Won't."

Beibei has not responded yet.

Behind everyone, a very confident chuckle sounded.

Wading into the sea from Qingshui Bay, it was very narrow at first, and then it became accessible. After taking another step, it suddenly became clear that I had arrived in a different world.

It is completely different from the cave environment.

As soon as we entered the Dead Sea, our eyes were filled with vastness.

The first floor of the Eighteenth Floor of the Dead Sea is like a deep sea prison.

Going forward from the waterway at your feet, there are huge cells made of black stone on the left and right sides, of different sizes, labeled in order.

The stone prisons are lined up in rows and connected to each other, extending from in front of you until they submerge at the end of the waterway in the distance.

A rough count, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands!

The space may be empty or full, and may contain people or strange animals...

"Huh?"

It seems like a new visitor to the Dead Sea.

In the first level of the black stone prison, bursts of shaking sounds of iron chains erupted, as well as violent and tearing shouts:

"Quack, the new guy is here?"

"Come here! Come here quickly! Give me a lick first! Ah, the taste of human beings..."

"Ho ho ho!"

"Well~ Come on, come on, come on, come on, give me someone first~ Ah~ Well~"

One hair move affects the whole body.

The deathly silent black stone prison suddenly became noisy.

Through a preaching mirror, people in the five regions shuddered as they listened to the increasingly perverted voices.

At this moment, a loud scream overcame all the noise, and a title familiar to people from the five regions was shouted:

"Master Shou?!"

The voice was stunned at first, but after shouting, it became ecstatic:

"Out of sight, out of ear, far away from the Dead Sea, I actually felt the coming of a kingly spirit!"
Chapter completed!