Mr. Fu is Zhang Yifeng's second master. Although the meteor hammer technique is incomplete, Zhang Yifeng is still very grateful to Mr. Fu for his selfless dedication and dedication.

"Mr. Meng, please wait for me at the door, and I'll go and worship the deceased master."

Zhang Yifeng's voice fell, and the man had already climbed over the wall and entered the yard. Only the dazed Mr. Meng was left.

Zhang Yifeng has a master? Could it be that Zhang Yifeng is from the Kunlong Mountains? But this yard seems to be just a blacksmith shop.

Zhang Yifeng didn't know what Mr. Meng was thinking. After entering the yard, he went directly to the grave of Mr. Fu.

Although Zhang Yifeng has never come back, Fu Lao's yard and grave are very clean, and it is obvious that Nan Xin often comes to clean it. It seems that people often live here.

After a brief worship of the old man, Zhang Yifeng followed Mr. Meng to Qianhuan Sect.

There are not many sects in the Qianhuan Sect that can be known to the entire Kunlong Mountains.

This is like a rich man. If you don’t report the news, you don’t know who is a rich man at all. If you are not on the same level, you will never meet again.

The location of Qianhuan Gate is quite remote, more than ten kilometers away from the circle of warriors in Kunlong Mountains, and it is necessary to cross several mountains.

At this time, what appeared in Zhang Yifeng and Meng Lao's sight was a foggy mountain.

The fog is very high and the visibility is extremely low. Ordinary warriors will definitely get lost when they enter.

Qianhuan Gate is in this heavy fog.

"This is a natural maze."

After Zhang Yifeng entered the heavy fog, he obviously noticed that the fog was formed naturally, but due to terrain and geographical reasons, a natural maze formed. If anyone mistakenly entered here, he would probably be trapped here.

"You follow my steps carefully. I will walk a little slower."

Mr. Meng's voice came, leading the way for Zhang Yifeng in front.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and followed Mr. Meng.

While following Mr. Meng, he used his spiritual sense to explore the entire natural illusion array.

As he walked, he suddenly realized his thoughts and seemed to understand something, but he could not grasp this inspiration.

Suddenly, he stopped and stopped following Mr. Meng. Instead, he stepped into the fog and his body disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Mr. Meng kept walking in front. After walking several steps, he found that Zhang Yifeng had lost his trace.

"not good!"

Mr. Meng's face changed drastically at that time. Although this fog was not dangerous, once he accidentally entered, it was very difficult to get out.

Mr. Meng quickly turned around and wanted to find Zhang Yifeng, but could not find it at all.

He could only bite the bullet and move forward until he walked out of this natural fog array.

At this time, the thick fog disappeared, and a path appeared in sight. There was a mountain gate at the end of the path, and the three big words Qianhuan Gate were engraved with swords on the mountain gate.

Mr. Meng did not have thousands of magic gates, but was waiting for Zhang Yifeng at the exit.

At this point, he can't be in a hurry. Zhang Yifeng has always made him look at it with his eyes. He believes that this little maze will not do anything to Zhang Yifeng, maybe he can come out.

If he really can't get out, he would go to Qianhuan Gate to ask for help and ask the people from Qianhuan Gate to help find Zhang Yifeng.

Only Qianhuan Sect is the most familiar with this mystery. Perhaps the people from Qianhuan Sect have a way to get Zhang Yifeng out.

At this time, in the fog.

After Zhang Yifeng fell into the maze, he did not walk around, but carefully captured the mystery contained in the natural formation.

He was not looking for a way out, but was thinking about why these fogs can form a formation? What exactly does the formation he arranged lack to increase its power?

As soon as he fell into thinking, Zhang Yifeng was like a stone, standing motionless in the mist.

This stop is a day and a night.

A day passed, and Mr. Meng finally became anxious, but he couldn't understand why Zhang Yifeng followed him. With Zhang Yifeng's cultivation level, it was absolutely impossible to follow him. Unless he encountered some trouble or took the initiative to enter the maze.

middle.

Mr. Meng decided to wait for another day. If Zhang Yifeng still couldn't get out in one day, he would go to Qianhuan Sect to seek help.

Just as Mr. Meng was thinking, his body suddenly trembled, and a dangerous feeling came from behind.

Mr. Meng did not turn around, stepped on his feet and quickly left the place.

boom!

With a loud bang, sand and stones were flying. Someone attacked him behind him.

Mr. Meng turned around and saw a disciple wearing the Qianhuan Sect serving. The disciple slapped Mr. Meng in the air with bare hands.

"Doesn't escape?" The disciple of Qianhuan Sect was a little surprised, and then shouted coldly, "Who are you? How did you come in? Say, otherwise, you will die!"

There are no disciples guarding the mountain in Qianhuan Sect because few people can enter here. This disciple went out to do business and happened to meet Mr. Meng.

Mr. Meng said lightly: "I came to Qianhuan Sect to visit my old friend."

"You have an old friend in Qianhuan Sect? Who are you?"

The disciple of Qianhuan Sect trembled, and his eyes were still wary.

Mr. Meng smiled and said, "Decades ago, I practiced in Qianhuan Sect for three years. My name is Mengshan."

"I have been practicing in Qianhuan Sect for three years, no wonder you can get here. Since you have passed through the maze, why don't you go up the mountain directly? What are you doing here?"

"To be honest, one of my friends is trapped in the mystery, I'll wait for him here."

"Have you been trapped by the maze?" The disciple was slightly stunned, and then sneered, "I advise you not to wait, most of the people you bring will be trapped in it."

“Why?”

"Because this maze, once you are trapped, it will be difficult to get out of it, and you can only wait for death in it."

"Is there no way for your sect to do anything?" Mr. Meng frowned.

"There is no way. This formation is formed naturally, not arranged by my Qianhuan Sect. Over the years, most of the disciples who accidentally entered the mysterious formation of Qianhuan Sect have died, and only those who are lucky enough to come out."

Mr. Meng frowned. Although when he was in Qianhuan Gate, the people from Qianhuan Gate reminded him not to get into the maze, he did not expect that the mist maze was so dangerous. Lian Qianhuan Gate's people

Don't dare to enter.

"Can the leader of Qianhuan Sect save people?" Mr. Meng spoke again.

The disciple of Qianhuan Sect smiled and said with a sarcastic look: "Even if the sect leader is sure to come out of it, who do you think your friend is, and we can let our sect leader take the risk to save him? A joke. If I am you, don't.

I wasted my time here. After reading my old friend, I will leave quickly. My Qianhuan Sect does not welcome outsiders. As for your friend, I am destined to starve to death. My Qianhuan Sect has been established for so many years and has fallen into the mystery. I am also a disciple who has been mistakenly involved in the mystery.

There are many, but there are only two or three people who come out alive. Do you think your friends can live?"

The disciples of Qianhuan Sect don’t believe that anyone can come out of the maze.

But as soon as his words fell, a figure appeared in sight, and it was Zhang Yifeng.
Chapter completed!