Ling Feng carefully looked at the Howling Abyss in front of him. Everything about this Howling Abyss was weird.
Not only was the blood all around flowing towards the Howling Abyss, there was also a sound like howling ghosts and wolves coming from the Howling Abyss. This sound made people feel numb.
However, Ling Feng was not afraid of the sound like howling ghosts and wolves at all. He just kept exploring the howling abyss in front of him. At this moment, Ling Feng was very curious and felt that this howling abyss was not simple.
Ling Feng directly released the power of his soul and probed into the Howling Abyss, wanting to find out and see what was in the Howling Abyss.
As a result, what surprised Ling Feng was that the wailing abyss in front of him was actually bottomless. Even with Ling Feng's powerful soul power, he still could not detect the bottom. Even what was inside, Ling Feng had no idea.
Not detected.
Ling Feng's soul power penetrated less than a hundred meters when he felt an interference, making Ling Feng unable to feel what was going on around him. For a moment, Ling Feng seemed to have lost his sense of direction. The power of the soul
Nothing can be detected.
In desperation, Ling Feng withdrew his soul power. What kind of things were in the Howling Abyss, Ling Feng really couldn't find out.
Although Ling Feng was curious about the Howling Abyss, his top priority was to save his master. Ling Feng didn't want to waste too much time here, so he simply flew towards the distance.
Ling Feng was preparing to cross the Howling Abyss and head to Southern Xinjiang to see where his master was now.
Ling Feng didn't see Xu Bing either. He guessed that Xu Bing was one step ahead of him and had already crossed the Howling Abyss and was heading towards the southern border.
Ling Feng stood up and flew towards the other side of the Howling Abyss. The Howling Abyss at this moment was tens of thousands of meters wide, like a natural chasm that stretched between the Southern Border and the Southern Territory.
After Ling Feng flew up, he felt an inexplicable suction force coming from the Howling Abyss, as if it was pulling Ling Feng directly into the Howling Abyss.
At first, Ling Feng didn't expect it to be like this. The sudden suction force dragged Ling Feng's body downward. Ling Feng's body sank and he almost fell.
Fortunately, Ling Feng reacted quickly and took control of his body in an instant. His spiritual power circulated throughout his body to resist the suction force, keeping himself in the air and continuing to fly forward.
However, the closer he got to the center of the Howling Abyss, the stronger the suction force coming from the Howling Abyss was discovered by Ling Feng. Fortunately, Ling Feng's current cultivation was strong enough, and he could block this force with his tyrannical cultivation.
suction.
Ling Feng estimated that if his cultivation was below the Immortal Ascension Realm, it would be difficult to fly directly over the Howling Abyss.
What Ling Feng didn't know was that it was not easy for anyone to pass through the Howling Abyss. There were still stone bridges above the Howling Abyss that could be passed through.
Ling Feng was not from the Southern Region, so he naturally didn't know much about this stone bridge, so he flew over directly.
But suddenly the voice of the God-killing Sword Soul sounded in Lingfeng's mind.
"I feel a familiar scent!"
Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he looked extremely excited. When the God-Slaying Sword said this before, he was still in the Bronze Immortal Palace. At that time, Ling Feng found the God-Slaying Sword through the guidance of its soul.
A wisp of the soul of the God-killing Sword.
Now that I hear this sentence again, what does it prove? It proves that another ray of soul of the God-killing Sword is about to be discovered, and it proves that the God-killing Sword is about to usher in another improvement.
Ling Feng asked quickly: "Where? Which direction? Is it in southern Xinjiang?"
Ling Feng's heart was filled with anticipation, waiting for the response from the God-killing Sword Soul.
"It's not in the southern border, this familiar aura is below," the voice of the God-killing Sword Soul sounded again.
"Below? Howling Abyss!"
Ling Feng was stunned when he heard this, and exclaimed in disbelief, then lowered his head and looked down.
At this moment, the Howling Abyss looks extremely dark and dark, with nothing visible. It looks like a huge monster with a bloody mouth that chooses and devours people.
Ling Feng always felt that the Howling Abyss was not simple, as if it were a trap, waiting for people to fall into it.
Ling Feng asked again for confirmation: "Are you sure this breath is the breath of the sword soul?"
The sword soul of the God-killing Sword said with great certainty: "I'm sure, it's just a ray of sword soul."
"well!"
Ling Feng sighed. At this moment, he didn't know whether he should be happy or cry.
Finding the incomplete sword soul was great news for Ling Feng. After all, it could quickly restore the God-killing Sword and turn it into a complete God-killing Sword Soul as soon as possible.
But in the Howling Abyss, Ling Feng was a little helpless. The Howling Abyss was a forbidden area, extremely dangerous, and the human monks who fell in had never come up.
What should Ling Feng do?
Ling Feng thought for a moment and decided not to worry about the sword soul in the Howling Abyss for the time being. After all, the sword soul would not escape in it. Now that he had the strength, he could go down and get it back at any time. It was better to find his master now.
When Ling Feng thought of this, he didn't care so much and flew straight towards the other side of the Howling Abyss.
A moment later, Ling Feng directly crossed the Howling Abyss and entered the southern border.
The hundreds of thousands of mountains in southern Xinjiang are the world of monsters. There are countless monsters in them, and they can almost be said to be inaccessible to humans.
Comparing to the fact that most of the Middle-earth China is composed of plains, the Southern Territory can be said to be steep and steep, with countless mountain ranges, otherwise it would not be called the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
Among these hundreds of thousands of mountains, some mountains appear extremely desolate and have thin spiritual energy, while other places are lush and lush with rich spiritual energy.
Comparing to the rich aura of heaven and earth everywhere in the Middle Earth, Southern Xinjiang is much different. Only some good places have a rich aura of heaven and earth.
Most of the places with strong aura and good environment are occupied by powerful monsters.
The competition for the spiritually rich cave heaven and blessed land here is more fierce than that of the human race. There are no rules here, only the survival of the fittest and the law of the jungle where strength is respected.
Here, the strong can have everything, while the weak can only become food for the strong and survive at the bottom.
The moment Ling Feng stood in Southern Xinjiang, he felt that the spiritual energy in the air was more mixed and much thinner than in Zhongzhou. The entire Southern Xinjiang gave Ling Feng a very wild and savage feeling.
Ling Feng explored the surroundings, looking for traces of his master. As a result, a hundred miles away, Ling Feng used his spiritual consciousness to discover a broken mountain peak, and the sword energy remaining in it was exactly what his master had left.
Ling Feng knew that it was probably when his master was killing the demon clan that he cut off a mountain peak with one sword.
Ling Feng flew directly in the direction of the sword energy left by his master.
Ling Feng was also a little shocked at this moment. He didn't expect his master to be so fierce, killing him directly to the southern border with one sword.
Even if he killed the demon clan in the southern region, the master actually went straight to the demon clan's base camp and reached the demon clan's rear.
After Ling Feng flew thousands of miles in this direction, he suddenly frowned, his aura suddenly disappeared, and he looked forward cautiously.
Violent spiritual power fluctuations came from the front, and it could be judged from the breath that there was Elder Xu Bing and his master's sword energy.
Ling Feng didn't know what happened, but he still touched it quietly, wanting to find out.