In the Biluotian world, He Wuhen and Mu Zichen flew for three days. One?? Read a book?·1?·

Within three days, they walked through an area of ​​300 million miles in radius, and the two saw thousands of floating islands.

Each floating island has tens of thousands of miles in a radius, as vast as a large piece.

There are grasslands, forests, lakes, rivers, mountains, snow fields and other areas on the floating island, which is like a small world.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely abundant and the aura of creation is very strong. It is a holy place for warriors to practice.

He Wuhen discovered it after a moment of investigation. Practicing on these floating islands is more than ten times faster than in the Tianwu World!

It takes about 50,000 years for a martial arts genius to become a master of the Heavenly King in the Tianwu world.

And on these floating islands, it is up to five thousand years!

Unfortunately, the two of them flew in the Biluotian for three days, but they couldn't find a powerful Heavenly Emperor.

He Wuhen couldn't help but frown and said in confusion, "The heavenly emperors from the heavenly world, plus the new heavenly emperors in the past three hundred years, there are at least thousands, right?"

"Why can't you see any of them here? Where have those heavenly emperors gone?"

He Wuhen considered and analyzed for a while, but had no idea, so he took out a boundless jade slip and gave it to the Immortal Emperor.

"call out!"

The boundless jade is simplified into a purple light and disappears into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

He Wuhen and Mu Zichen landed on a huge floating island, waiting patiently for the reply from the Immortal Emperor.

Their spiritual senses enveloped the entire floating island, and the beautiful scenery on the floating island appeared in their minds.

Below your feet is a green grassland, flat and vast.

Further apart, there is a lake as calm as a mirror, and the lake water is clear and clear.

In the distance ahead, there is a lush mountain range, like a giant dragon, lying protruding on the earth.

The top of the mountain range was covered with a dazzling layer of white, obviously covered with snow.

The sky is blue and the air is fresh and pleasant. He Wuhen and Mu Zichen's mood have also become particularly relaxed.

Mu Zichen danced gracefully on the green grassland, like a beautiful butterfly, with a youthful smile on her pretty face.

She held He Wuhen's arm and said with longing, "Wuhen, this floating island is like a fairyland on earth, like a paradise. One?? Read books?·1?·"

"If we settled here, no one disturbed us, and we would be together until we were old, how happy and warm we would be."

He Wuhen smiled slightly, hugged her slender waist and said, "There will be a day, but it's not now."

Mu Zichen's eyes dimmed slightly, and a trace of inexplicable sorrow surged in his heart.

She understood He Wuhen's mood, and also knew that the woman who was like a fairy might appear soon.

Mu Zichen hasn't figured out how to face her.

However, the sadness in her heart and the loss in her eyes were fleeting and soon returned to normal.

Suddenly, Mu Zichen's spiritual sense discovered that there were signs of life activity in the mountains eight thousand miles away.

"Wuhen, there seems to be someone over there. Will we go and see?"

"Yes." He Wuhen nodded, showing an expectant smile, "And there are more than one, their aura is a bit weak. They are not strong people in the Heavenly Emperor realm. Let's see what's going on."

As they spoke, the two figures teleported, and then they came to the mountains eight thousand miles away.

The breath of life fluctuations comes from the inside of the mountain, and is 1,000 meters deep from the ground.

After a close observation, He Wuhen and Mu Zichen looked at each other, and at the same time showed an interesting smile.

"I actually hid inside the mountain and arranged a formation that conceals aura."

"And there are more than one, it seems they are hiding something."

The two of them entered the interior of the mountain with deep expectation and curiosity.

A layer of formation power that is invisible to the naked eye blocked He Wuhen and Mu Zichen.

But He Wuheng broke the formation with a thought and drove straight in.

"Swish!"

The light flashed, and after breaking through the formation, the two of them entered a huge underground cave.

This cave looks like a huge palace, dug and built by hand, with many formation patterns and patterns on it.

On the flat ground, there is a small square in the middle, with many stone benches and stone tables on it. ??? 1 read? 1?? ·

Under the wall to the left, there are more than a dozen human-shaped stone sculptures.

At the deepest part of the cave, there are rows of stone doors on the wall, and within the stone door are wide rooms.

He Wuhen and Mu Zichen stood in the cave, looking at the figures, patterns and texts drawn on the surrounding walls.

At this time, all the stone doors on the walls opened, and dazzling silver lights rushed towards him as fast as lightning, attacking He Wuhen and the others.

"Swish swish swish!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another, and followed by a sharp assassination.

He Wuhen didn't do anything, but just cleared his throat.

After two coughs, all the swords and swords that came around solidified in mid-air and were not allowed to move.

At this time, He Wuhen and Mu Zichen saw clearly that those who were determined to be unable to move in the air were also the ones who assassinated them, including seventeen humans.

Their body shape and appearance are basically the same as the human race, except that their skin is lightly golden and their eyes are also golden pupils.

Among the seventeen people, four were gray-headed old men and six were middle-aged men and women about forty years old.

The seven young men and women were all slender and upright, handsome and beautiful, all with waist-length length and combed in a weird bun.

He Wuhen appeared, and each of them had a mark on his forehead.

The shape of the mark was like a diamond-shaped crystal, which was light golden, like a third eye.

If you explore the divine consciousness, you will see it. The light golden mark contains a chaotic scene and the aura of the ancient times.

He Wuhen could immediately determine: "The bloodline of these people is not simple, and is definitely not ordinary humans."

"But, the strength level of these seventeen people is really too weak."

"The most powerful old man with white beard is only equivalent to the Heavenly King Realm, and the weakest little girl is only the Heavenly Spirit Realm."

With a lot of doubts, He Wuhen said to everyone: "Everyone, I have no malice, I just want to inquire about some information from you."

As he said that, He Wuhen removed the invisible sealing power.

Seventeen men, women, young and old, all fell to the ground, standing in the distance with complex expressions, neither daring to approach, but unwilling to leave.

Everyone was very angry at the invasion of He Wuhen and Mu Zichen.

But He Wuhen's strength and unfathomable nature made them afraid to act rashly.

Moreover, these people couldn't understand what He Wuhen said.

They could only feel from his tone that he had no malice, that's all.

Finally, after a long silence, the oldest and most powerful white-bearded old man walked up with a look of alertness and hesitation.

"With the sage? Entering the spirit..."

The old man's white beard shook repeatedly, his tone was a little excited, and he said a series of things no one could understand.

"Damn, what birds are singing!" He Wuhen rolled his eyes, released his spiritual sense directly, and communicated with the white-bearded old man.

After all, the old man with white beard has the strength comparable to the king of heaven, and communication of divine thoughts is stress-free.

"Old man, what's your name? Why are you hiding underground?"

As soon as He Wuhen finished speaking, the old white-bearded man was full of anger and shouted angrily: "You are not you cruel alien bastards! You have destroyed our homes and you will kill them all!"

"You have killed all the people in our tribe, and only I am old and a few tribe members are left, but I didn't expect that I could not escape your investigation. Please, can you give me a way to survive?"

"Uh..." He Wuhen was stunned for a moment, and pointed at a stone table in the middle of the cave, "Old man, don't be excited, let's go there and sit down and say slowly, can you do it?"

The old white-bearded man looked at He Wuhen vigilantly for a few glances. Seeing that he looked sincere and had no murderous aura, he nodded and agreed.

For the next two hours, He Wuhen and the white-bearded old man were talking.

The other dozen people also calmed down, surrounded the stone table, and looked at He Wuhen and Mu Zichen vigilantly.

From other stone gates, more than a dozen or three or five years old, seven or eight years old came out.

They held the adults' hands, looked at He Wuhen and the others with fear in their eyes.

Through communication, He Wuhen realized that these people with golden skin, golden pupils, and diamond-shaped light golden marks on their foreheads claimed to be the Martial clan.

They have lived in the blue sky and floating islands for generations since a long time ago.

On the floating island, they live a leisurely and peaceful life without competing with the world, and have their own civilization and history.

Their writing, martial arts and Taoism were all inherited from before the ancient times.

After careful observation, He Wuhen found that the people of the Wu clan had a sacred and chaotic aura in their blood and souls.
To be continued...