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Chapter 1560

There are not many disciples, but they are all masters. They have different skills, such as bright and majestic, lowly and vulgar, and their actions are even more thrilling and decisive, completely unlike ordinary Buddhists.

It is this strange style that made their reputation spread throughout Xuanmen in a short period of time.

However, the good times did not last long, or in just a few days, or overnight, the entire ancient Buddha Sect suddenly evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the God-killer who was alone on the top of the mountain was also lost.

No one knows where they went, and no one knows what happened. Both are like blooming ephemerals, blooming in an instant and disappearing in an instant.

This incident caused a great storm and public opinion at that time.

Some people speculated that they went to the outside world, while others said that they came from the upper world and were arrested by people from the ancient Buddha Sect because they committed serious crimes.

The specific details are unknown, but everything in the God Killing Ridge did not disappear with the departure of the God Killing Ridge.

The formation that enveloped the entire mountain seemed to have continuous power and continued to operate, and the lethality in it did not decrease at all.

After a long time, after confirming that the God Slayer was indeed missing, some people who were coveting the God Slayer's body practice skills began to try to break through the mountain sealing formation and go in to find what the boss left behind.

At that time, an adventure was almost formed against God Killing Ridge.

Unfortunately, no one in the people who come in has a hundred, and basically no one comes out alive.

Even those who are lucky enough to leave are mostly mentally ill. Combining the fragmented news, the clearest thing is that there is a pool of blood that swallows alive on the top of the mountain.

As for the secrets of physical training and other rare treasures, there is no news at all!

Only sacrifices are seen, but no gains are seen. Over time, people gradually dispel their enthusiasm for adventure.

As time goes by, God-killing Ridge has become a great Jedi in the Xuan Realm.

Adventurous people will never lack./

In other words, desire can always ignore danger.

Even though the God-Slaying Ridge is famous, many people come to explore every year.

It is precisely because of the blood of these people that the dark red color of the entire God-killing Ridge has not faded.

When Old Man Wei was young, he accidentally saw the history of his ancestors. He felt a fever and went to the God-killing Ridge.

Luckily than many people, he did not die and returned safely!

But none of the companions who went with him were able to get out alive.

After experiencing this, he was hit hard. After leaving the God Killing Ridge, he did not reveal to anyone what happened. Instead, he honestly accepted the family's arrangements and learned to take care of family affairs. There has not been any change until today.

Speaking of this, Old Man Wei sighed a long time, his eyes showing a little complexity and reluctance.

"The god-killer is like an alien. Whether it is me or the entire Xuan Realm, he is like a mystery. Even the Xuan Medical Sect doesn't know any details about him!"

"Yes, this person is indeed a bit mysterious!" After hearing about the God-killer, Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Whether it is a stunning moment or a flash in the pan, this god-killer is indeed a strange man.

However, compared to his feelings towards this person, he had a greater doubt in his heart.

"Senior, can you take the initiative to ask, what happened and what did you see when you entered the God-killing Ridge? Is the so-called blood pool true or false?"


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