Ling Feng made up his mind and mingled with the crowd, preparing to wait and see what would happen.
Following the huge crowd, Ling Feng came to a giant island covered with a large black swamp. This place was the so-called Black Current Island mentioned by the monk before.
This black swamp is also called the "Soul-eating Black Swamp", which sounds like an extremely dangerous place.
As soon as he set foot, Ling Feng saw a black miasma rising into the sky in front of him, rising and rolling, turning into ferocious faces. Just looking at it made people feel numb.
You can tell with your toes that these miasmas contain violent toxins.
Under the black miasma, there is an endless black mire. Because the miasma is too strong, it forms a thick black fog, which greatly blocks the practitioner's vision and perception.
"Boy, this is your first time."
At this time, a chubby-looking man walked past Ling Feng. Seeing the shock in Ling Feng's eyes, he chuckled and said: "This place is known as the Black Swamp Meat Grinder, and the cultivators who died in it are
There are countless of them, and the swamp is a paradise for countless poison-type monsters. It seems that you are only in the Divine Sea realm. Although it is not bad, when you come to this place, you are basically cannon fodder to die."
"Thank you for the reminder, big brother!"
Ling Feng smiled and was noncommittal. Because of the Qi Hunyuan Lock, Ling Feng's aura was completely restrained, and he vaguely felt like a monk in the Divine Sea Realm. And this big fat man was at the first level of the Human Emperor.
This generation of Tianlan Haiyu can naturally be regarded as a relatively powerful existence.
Seeing Ling Feng's humble attitude, the fat man felt even more proud, and said with a smile: "Looking at your young age, it must be your first time to leave the sect and come out to practice. That's good, you can follow me, Jin Mantang,
Although I dare not say that I will protect you from death, at least it will make you a little safer."
Ling Feng hesitated for a moment and finally agreed to Fatty Jin. He knew nothing about this place and really needed a guide.
"Thank you so much, Brother Jin."
Ling Feng smiled and nodded towards Fatty Jin.
"Hehe." Fatty Jin touched his round belly, patted Ling Feng on the shoulder and said: "There are four Jedi in this Tianlan Sea. Let's not talk about the first place in the Sea of Miracles. This one is in second place.
Yes, it's the Soul-Eating Black Swamp. Little brother, if you enter it soon, you have to follow closely, otherwise, any monster that comes out can eat you."
"Yes." Ling Feng nodded repeatedly, "Everything depends on Brother Jin."
"Haha!" Fatty Jin had a look on his face. He was greatly benefited from Ling Feng's "respectful" look, and his whole body became happy.
"Let's go!"
Fatty Jin took out two talismans from his pocket and handed one of them to Ling Feng, "Little brother, this talisman can dispel the miasma. You put it away. There are many dangers here, and it is a waste of divine energy to resist the miasma.
It’s really unwise.”
Ling Feng put the talisman away and was secretly amused in his heart. His physical body was extremely strong, and coupled with his chaotic physique, these miasma had no impact on him at all, so he naturally had no need for this talisman.
However, this golden fat man is an interesting guy. If he encounters danger, he can take care of him.
"Little brother, I haven't asked you what your name is yet?" Fatty Jin turned around and asked.
"Ling Feng." Ling Feng said casually.
"Ling Feng?"
The golden fat man scratched the back of his head, glanced at Ling Feng in the blink of an eye, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you don't know, you actually have the same name as the demon king who turned the Tianhuang City upside down half a year ago!"
"oh……"
Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, feeling secretly amused in his heart: It's a bit bad to say to his face that he is a demon king.
With a dry cough, Ling Feng changed the topic and said: "Brother Jin, the tomb of the Holy Saint of Nothingness has been revealed. I'm afraid many top experts will also come, right?"
"That's natural. Forget about the warriors of the Divine Sea Realm, those masters of the Human Queen Stage are the key to truly seizing the tomb of the Holy Lord of Nothingness. As far as I know, the top ten masters of the Inner Sea will basically be dispatched! Not only that.
…”
The golden fat man looked around for a while, then lowered his voice and said in Ling Feng's ear: "Brother Ling, let me tell you this, even the disciples of the three holy places will basically come to share the pie!"
"Three Holy Lands?"
Ling Feng's pupils shrank slightly, it seems that the competition in the tomb of the Holy Lord of Nothingness is really not small!
"Well, but just like us, who are just here to try our luck, we basically can't compete with those strong men in the Holy Land. Besides..." Fatty Jin chuckled, "There are those people
The high-level Human Emperor will help clear the way. Even if we can't enter the tomb of the Holy Lord of Nothingness, we can still find some treasures in the Soul-eating Black Swamp, right?"
Ling Feng nodded. Normally, warriors with the strength of Fatty Jin would not dare to enter a place like the Soul-Eating Swamp. That is, while the high-level Human Emperor was suppressing those super monsters, they could fish in troubled waters and pick up whatever they wanted.
Strange flowers and fruits, heaven and earth spiritual creatures, they also need to be developed in a rhythm.
The two of them continued to move forward. At this time, more and more people entered the Soul-Eating Black Swamp from all directions.
The further he walked, Ling Feng felt a fishy smell coming into his nostrils. Under this black swamp, there were countless human beings and monster beast corpses buried. The smell was soaring into the sky, mixed with the rotten smell of mud.
As disgusting as it is.
Along the way, Ling Feng saw a lot of people wearing the costumes of Donglingxianchi disciples, walking in groups, all of them were powerful, all of them were at the Human Emperor level, and they were obviously inner disciples.
In addition, the disciples of Yunluo Holy Land and Five Thunder Holy Land are obviously not to be outdone and want to get a share of the pie.
After all, the tombs of saint-level masters from ten thousand years ago are enough to seduce even the powerful emperors. If it were not for the real elite disciples of the three holy places, most of them are in seclusion preparing for the sunset selection. This time they came to the three holy places of Heiliu Island.
I'm afraid there will be more and stronger disciples.
"Those with bronze medals with cloud patterns on their left shoulders are the inner disciples of Yunluo Holy Land."
Fatty Jin whispered: "I have also heard that there are three great emperor-level disciples in the Yunluo Holy Land team this time, and among them there is an emperor who has reached the third level of the Destiny Realm, named Emperor Tianyun.
.”
"Is it the third level of Destiny Realm?"
Ling Feng's pupils shrank slightly. In the human emperor realm, every level difference is already a huge difference, let alone the great emperor realm.
Although he has been able to fight against a powerful person like Song Feilian, he is not sure of winning when he encounters the third level of Destiny Realm.
In addition, there may be many equally powerful people on the side of Donglingxian Pond and Five Thunder Holy Land.
However, his main purpose is to find the Lotus Root of Nothingness, and he may not necessarily conflict with these Holy Land disciples.