Three Hundred and Twentieth Eight Chapters Lost

"What an oppressive power!"

Getting into the dangerous trench, Ye Chenfeng immediately felt that the trench was filled with a suppressed and breathless force, and the closer he got to the ancient land of the North Sea, the stronger this feeling.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

When approaching the bottom of the trench, one after another terrifying Devil May Cry sounded, reaching Ye Chenfeng's ears.

A large amount of energy like a streamer flashed in front of his eyes, transforming a large amount of illusory power, confusing his consciousness.

"Eat the brain, dispel the illusion!"

Feeling that the illusory power pervading the trench began to penetrate into the brain, Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the brain-devouring brain, swallowing these illusory powers, and guarding his own heart from being confused.

Soon, Ye Chenfeng, who was resisting the erosion of the illusion, came to the bottom of the trench and felt the restraining force covering tens of thousands of sea areas.

"It is indeed the handwriting of Tianyu Great Master, this ban is too terrible."

Ye Chenfeng asked himself that he had seen many powerful array patterns, but the one that sealed the ancient land of the North Sea was the most powerful he had ever seen.

Just when he used the map of Beihai Ancient Land in his mind to find the entrance to Beihai Ancient Land, the King of Slaughter who turned into a blood shadow chased after him.

"The entrance is there!"

With the appearance of the King of Slaughter, Ye Chenfeng also found the place where the Beihai Ancient Land was the least restricted, and this place was the entrance to the Beihai Ancient Land.

"One and a half million pounds of force, broken!"

Upon discovering the entrance, Ye Chenfeng immediately fanned Jinpeng's wings and flew over. A double slaughtering circle appeared behind him, and the rolling force poured into the Giant Que Heavenly Sword, stabbing at the entrance of the ancient North Sea.

"Crack!"

After being attacked by the giant Que Tianjian full of 1.5 million jins of force and slaughtering power, cracks appeared immediately in the entrance of Beihai Ancient Land.

"Ye Chenfeng, take your life."

At this time, the King of Slaughter, who was chasing after him quickly, was very close to Ye Chenfeng, and a large amount of Dao Run power condensed the big tablet star fist and bombarded it.

Glittering starlight, it was like a huge hand that covered the sky holding a huge stone tablet, pressing it hard, directly crushing the heavy sea water.

"The Dao Pattern of the Three Swords, break it!"

At the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng, who smelled the threat of death, burst out with amazing potential. The Dao pattern of the three swords melted into the giant Que Tianjian, and the rolling physical strength was like a rushing tide, which maximized the attack power of the giant Que Tianjian.

"Crack!"

The cracked entrance to Beihai Ancient Land was attacked by Ye Chenfeng with all his might, and finally shattered, opening a gap that was as high as one person. In the ancient land of Beihai, which is full of dangers.

"Death, such a strong death."

Entering the ancient land of Beihai, Ye Chenfeng found that the dead air in the air was almost condensed into water, eroded into the body, and constantly stimulated his dark and bloody side.

Letting the murderous aura in his body involuntarily release, there is a faint feeling of losing control of his body and consciousness.

"Eight-shackle Asura Gong."

Feeling that the hostility in his heart was aroused little by little, Ye Chenfeng hurriedly ran the eight-shak Asura Gong, devouring the death energy in and around the body, and condensing the third killing circle.

"King of Slaughter, I want to see how you kill me in this ancient land of the North Sea."

Ye Chenfeng felt that the danger of the Beihai Ancient Land far exceeded his imagination, and he had a complete map of the Beihai Ancient Land, which had a very obvious advantage.

"Whoosh!"

Jinpeng flapped his wings quickly, and Ye Chenfeng quickly disappeared at the entrance of Beihai Ancient Land.

And Ye Chenfeng just left, the King of Slaughter also ventured into the ancient land of Beihai, but found that Ye Chenfeng was gone.

"Ye Chenfeng, I don't believe I can't catch you."

The King of Slaughter looked at the ancient land of Beihai, which was surrounded by a strong sense of death. He gritted his teeth and ventured deep into the ancient land to find the trace of Ye Chenfeng.

The King of Slaughter has entered the Beihai Ancient Land more than once, and he is very experienced. When he went deep into the Beihai Ancient Land, he would drop soul stones with imprints from time to time to mark them, so as not to get lost in the Beihai Ancient Land.

"Boom!"

Just when the two of them went deep into the ancient land of Beihai, they suddenly felt the ground under their feet tremble, and a gray storm formed on the periphery of the ancient land of Beihai. Ye Chenfeng and the King of Slaughter in different directions.

"No, it's a wave of death!" Looking at the gray storm swept in from a distance, the King of Slaughter's face changed greatly: "It's really too dangerous to enter the ancient land of Beihai now."

The Beihai Ancient Land will have a stable period of more than three months every ten years. At that time, it was relatively safe to enter the Beihai Ancient Land. Now, there are still about three years before the Beihai Ancient Land stabilization period, so the current Beihai Ancient Land is dangerous and unusual.

Seeing that the tide of death was getting closer, the Slaughter King did not hesitate to increase his speed to the peak, desperately flying in the ancient land of the North Sea, looking for a refuge.

And Ye Chenfeng, like the King of Slaughter, felt the terror of the death tide, and quickly escaped with the blood of Jinpeng.

"My luck is too good. I encountered a wave of death when I first came to Beihai Ancient Land!"

The map of the ancient North Sea that the mysterious voice passed on to Ye Chenfeng has a detailed introduction to the death trend.

Seeing the grey storm rolling around behind him, covering the sky and covering the sky, enough to kill the powerful emperor, Ye Chenfeng felt that it was becoming difficult for him to breathe. He had no doubt that if he was swallowed by the tide of death, he would use all his cards , and can't escape death.

"What to do, where to hide!"

Ye Chenfeng's soul quickly browsed the topographic map of Beihai Ancient Land, looking for a refuge.

"Yizhang Cliff, there is a Yizhang Cliff in front of it, which can be used as a refuge!"

Combined with the surrounding scenery, Ye Chenfeng quickly found the closest refuge to him in the topographic map of Beihai Ancient Land - Yizhang Cliff, quickly flapping Jinpeng's wings, and speeding up to fly over.

The death trend is getting closer and closer, and the pressure on Ye Chenfeng is also increasing, but he has not found the Yizhang Cliff marked on the topographic map, which makes him extremely anxious.

Seeing that the wave of death appeared ten meters behind Ye Chenfeng, posing a fatal threat to him, a whole body of dark gold appeared in front of him like a bright stone.

"Finally found Yizhangya."

Looking at the Yizhang Cliff ahead, Ye Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately accelerated to fly over, hiding under the Yizhang Cliff before the tide of death engulfed him.

"Boom..."

The overwhelming wave of death hit the Yizhang Cliff heavily, and the powerful shock wave stirred up waves of dozens of zhang, causing the Yizhang Cliff to tremble violently.

"Yizhang Cliff, don't collapse!"

Feeling that Yizhangya was shaking more and more, Ye Chenfeng only felt that his heart was jumping to his throat, and he used all his strength to support Yizhangya, for fear that it would not be able to withstand the impact of the wave of death and collapse.

The violent death wave had been rampant for more than three days, gradually dissipated, and finally disappeared in the ancient land of Beihai.

Baptized by the wave of death, the ground of the ancient land of the North Sea was in a mess, but the Yizhang Cliff, which was subjected to the frontal impact of the wave of death, was not damaged at all, which surprised Ye Chenfeng.

"Huh, I don't know if the King of Slaughter was swallowed up by the tide of death." Ye Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself with lingering fears.

Just when he left Yizhang Cliff and was about to return to the entrance of Beihai Ancient Land, he found that the scene in front of him had changed greatly, which was very different from the map of Beihai Ancient Land.

"How could this be? Could it be that this ancient land of the North Sea will not change by itself!"

Ye Chenfeng said with a frown, and carefully traveled in the Beihai Ancient Land for half a column of incense. In the end, he had to confirm that he, who had the topographic map of the Beihai Ancient Land, was lost.