Where Chen Fan was, a hundred meters below was a swamp of mud and sewage. This swamp is incredibly dense, like a giant sucker pulling everything in. Once someone or an animal mistakenly enters it, it will gradually sink into the mud, and eventually be ruthlessly swallowed by the swamp, becoming a carrion that no one cares about at the bottom of the swamp.
This dead swamp has swallowed up countless warriors, monsters and mercenaries, making it a nightmare in the hearts of those who come and go. But Zhaqi, this alien creature, is the overlord of this swamp. As a hybrid between a mud dragon and a human, he is naturally good at swimming in swamps and can also use the power of mud.
In the Dead Swamp, even if he encounters an opponent who is stronger than him, Juqi can easily escape and hide deep in the swamp, thereby escaping. He has always dominated this swamp and never looked down upon anyone.
However, this time, Zhaqi felt unprecedented fear at the bottom of the swamp. A bloody and ferocious aura rushed straight to the bottom of the swamp like a blood dragon. This blood energy has extremely strong penetrating power and astonishing terrifying power, as if it has locked onto him, leaving him with nowhere to hide. A hundred meters below the bottom of the swamp, Zhaqi was forced into a desperate situation.
The Dead Swamp lives up to its name, where the silence of death rules every inch of the land. Juqi, who has lived here for many years, has a deep understanding of this. He knew that the depth of the swamp represented the concentration of corpse gas. The further down you go, the heavier the corrosive corpse aura becomes, as if deep in the endless tomb, the stench and despair of the dead souls are constantly rising.
This swamp has existed for tens of thousands of years. Here, I don’t know how many warriors’ pride and lives have been buried. Their souls are trapped here and cannot be freed. They can only wander under the swamp, breeding a strong undead corpse.
This corpse aura is like a bottomless mire, unfathomable. It can not only isolate the exploration of spiritual consciousness, but also block the intrusion of various strange forces. Even Juqi, who has mastered the power of mud, does not dare to go deep into the bottom of the swamp easily.
However, now, a bloody and sharp breath has torn this dead silence apart. Like a sharp sword, it cut through the darkness at the bottom of the swamp, rushing down hundreds of meters deep. In the thick undead corpse aura, it was still able to handle Jia Qi with ease and doggedly chased Zha Qi.
This breath made Zhaqi feel unprecedented fear. For the first time, he smelled death, the inevitable end, the absolute darkness. Facing this aura, Zhao Qi could no longer remain calm. He abandoned Chen Fan and continued to sink into the depths of the swamp with all his strength.
"Wave!"
Suddenly, Chen Fan burst out of the dark mud hole. The mud was like a heavy mountain, pouring down from his head in an instant. Chen Fan was instantly submerged in the mud, and his body fell into it, unable to breathe or see. He tried his best and struggled toward the upper reaches of the swamp.
However, the swamp has a strange characteristic. The harder a person struggles, the easier it is for him to fall into the depths of the swamp. Even though Chen Fan had gone hundreds of meters deep into the swamp, this characteristic still existed.
His body struggled desperately in the mud, but found that he seemed to be trapped in an endless vortex of mud. Not only is it impossible to escape, but it is getting deeper and deeper. Fear grew in his heart, and Chen Fan stopped struggling instantly, held his breath, and stabilized his body in the depths of the mire.
Bright lights flashed in his mind, and he quickly searched for a way to escape from the swamp. At the bottom of this dark swamp, he couldn't breathe, couldn't see, and needed to resist the strange undead corpse gas, which seemed to be constantly corroding his body.
Chen Fan realized that in such an environment, he might die of suffocation before long. He must find a way out as soon as possible, otherwise he will be buried in this gloomy swamp.
Thoughts flashed through Chen Fan's mind like lightning. Suddenly, deep in the dark mire, he keenly captured the Yin Qi of heaven and earth surging nearby. The Yin Qi was as erratic as a ghost, making him wary.
Chen Fan immediately realized that the Yin Qi in this swamp was different from the ordinary undead corpse Qi. It seemed to have a strange corrosive effect on his body. He couldn't help but feel lucky that the negative power he had released in advance played a key role in this swamp.
With a flash of inspiration, Chen Fan hurriedly activated the three powers in his body: Yin power, vitality, and negative power. In this swamp full of silt, he carefully constructed a magnetic pole field. This strange magnetic field is invisible, but it can play a magical role in the mud swamp.
As soon as the magnetic pole field was formed, Chen Fan immediately activated it and controlled it to surround him tightly. His mind was immersed in the field, and he carefully controlled the rotation of the field.
With Chen Fan's control, the three forces intertwined to form a powerful strangulation force. Affected by the magnetic pole field, the mud poured into the field one after another. Driven by the strangulation force, it actually began to float toward the swamp.
This scene made Chen Fan overjoyed. He immediately concentrated on controlling the magnetic pole field. As the field rose, his body rushed towards the surface of the swamp little by little.
A minute passed, and a piece of mud in the swamp suddenly exploded, and Chen Fan's figure shot into the air like a sharp arrow. He flew upward three meters with difficulty under the cold moonlight before suddenly falling.
"Chen Fan!"
Xia Xinyan's eyes widened, she screamed, and her hands suddenly formed a lotus seal. The aqua blue lotus in her palm instantly turned into a powerful force, tumbling in mid-air like a living creature. Finally, under her control, it stopped steadily under Chen Fan's body, which was about to fall.
Chen Fan sat on the cool lotus without hesitation, feeling its protection against the dark power of the swamp, and couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his heart. Under Xia Xinyan's protection, he slowly flew out of the swamp following the lotus with peace of mind, and finally landed smoothly next to Xia Xinyan.
Xia Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief and clasped her hands together. The lotus flower that saved Chen Fan gradually dissipated in her palm, turning into countless streams of light that penetrated into her palm like fireflies until they completely disappeared.
Looking at Xia Xinyan's pale face, Chen Fan frowned: "Are you injured?"
Xia Xinyan looked indifferent, lightly licked the black hair beside her ears, and replied: "This is the sequelae of using the reincarnation martial spirit. But fortunately, I took your Yang family's Tianbu Dan in advance, and I will recover tomorrow. .”
Chen Fan was stunned and asked in confusion: "Our Yang family? What are you talking about?"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
From the distant sky, there was an earth-shattering roar, as if a mountain was collapsing and the earth was cracking, which was frightening.
Chen Fan quickly raised his head and looked at the sky.
Under the thick clouds, a majestic man with crisscrossed scars on his face was seen, confidently suspended in the void.
Beside him, three rivers of blood were surging as thick as substance, thousands of meters long and hundreds of meters wide, rolling in and out of the void, making one's heart palpitate.
These three blood rivers are filled with a strong smell of blood, as if all the evil spirits in the world have been condensed.
The ferocious man stood at the intersection of three blood rivers. His hands seemed to control the life and death of the blood rivers. He twisted the blood rivers at will and started a fierce battle with the three people in the sky.
In his hands, the river of blood that was thousands of meters long and hundreds of meters wide was like three huge bloody chains, forcing the three people in the sky to be exhausted and embarrassed.
The soul masters of Nangong Shang, Zhou He, and Youhun struggled to use their heaven-melting power in the three blood rivers, trying to resist the invasion of the blood rivers.
The man controlled three terrifying blood rivers, and he still had the energy to send out streaks of blood light. The blood light fell on the swamp below, forcing Jia Qi to flee in panic, and had to go deep into the swamp for thousands of meters to protect himself.
This man with a face full of scars worked hard and fought against the four great Fusion Heaven powerhouses, Nangong Shang, Palace Master, Soul Master, and Zhao Qi. He actually always had the upper hand, forcing the four of them to look embarrassed and in a difficult situation.
Behind the scarred man, a group of giant bats seven or eight meters in length stared with cruel and bloodthirsty eyes, like a group of ferocious beasts waiting for the arrival of their prey.
These bats carry warriors with cold and cruel expressions. They silently watch every move in the sky, as if waiting for the best opportunity to intervene in the battle and deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.
"Who is this person?" Chen Fan had a look of horror on his face. Since coming to Fengyue Continent, he has never seen such a terrifying warrior.
"He is Xiao Hanyi, one of the three great Shura kings of our Yang family. He possesses the cultivation of the second level of Heaven Fusion, and he practices the blood-evil path of the fifth path of Shura, which is rare in the world." Xia Xinyan answered with a complicated expression.
"Yang family?" Chen Fan shook his head, "I still don't quite understand what you are talking about."
"You will understand soon." Xia Xinyan said in a cold tone, and then suddenly raised her head to the sky and shouted loudly: "Master Xiao, Chen Fan has escaped from the swamp. He is safe and sound."
"You guys go down and protect Young Master Fan." Xiao Han was still in the air, looking at Chen Fan with a deep look, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and then he gave an order to the Shura Blood Guard behind him.
After just a distant glance from him, Chen Fan felt a chill coming over him, as if he had been stabbed by a sharp knife.
The man's eyes were like a magic weapon, which seemed to pierce people's souls. It was also like mountains falling from the sky, giving people an irresistible and terrifying pressure that made people want to give in.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Green-blooded magic bats fell from the sky one after another and stopped beside Chen Fan. Fifty Shura blood guards rode these magic bats and surrounded Chen Fan.
"Master Fan!"
Fifty roars full of ferocious energy rang out, and fifty warriors in the realm of spiritual illusion and spiritual soul stared at Chen Fan with serious expressions.
Chen Fan was suddenly shocked by this change, his face was full of astonishment, and he stared at all this in stunned silence. He couldn't help but wonder, when did he become the young master they called him? The scene left him confused and completely at a loss.
"Miss Xia, what on earth is going on?" Chen Fan froze on the spot and asked in confusion.
"King Shura will explain it to you in person later, so I won't explain any more now." Xia Xinyan frowned and said in an indifferent tone, "Chen Fan, what I said to you before is now invalid. Your future , I believe the Yang family will make proper arrangements, and I will no longer interfere."
What she was referring to was the original plan to have Chen Fan join the Xia family and then insert him into the Three Gods Cult.
The confusion in Chen Fan's heart became more and more intense. He didn't understand why Xia Xinyan suddenly became so generous. Seeing that Xia Xinyan didn't mean to answer, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the terrifying scarred face in the sky. man.
"Hey!" With just one glance, Chen Fan couldn't help but exclaimed.
In the sky, Nangong Shang had turned into an ice sculpture, surrounded by extreme ice flames, and was flying away towards the south.
——Nangong Shang actually ran away! This discovery surprised Chen Fan even more.
As soon as Nangong Shang left, the Palace Master and Soul Master instantly felt unprecedented pressure. They knew that under such circumstances, staying to confront the mysterious man would undoubtedly be a recipe for death. As a result, the two of them stopped staying any longer and headed south decisively, fearing that they would become the target of the other party's attack if they were left alone.
During the escape process, the two of them knew that Nangong Shang's defeat this time put their status in jeopardy. If he couldn't escape as soon as possible, he might end up with the same fate as Nangong Shang.
"Jie Jie! Where else do you want to escape to?" Xiao Hanyi's face was as ferocious as a ghost, with angry flames flashing in his eyes. He controlled three blood rivers full of terrifying aura, chasing the palace master and soul master closely.
At this time, Xiao Hanyi was like a wounded beast, trying to capture the prey in front of him at all costs.
On the side, Chen Fan couldn't help but feel curious as he watched this scene. He suddenly said: "I want to take a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, a warrior from the spiritual realm immediately walked up to Chen Fan respectfully and said, "Master Fan, please come up and I will take you there."
Chen Fan unceremoniously flew up to the man's green-blooded magic bat and grabbed its slender ears tightly. At this moment, he was full of curiosity and expectation.
"Let's go! Follow Mr. Xiao!" The man shouted softly, and the green-blooded magic bat immediately flapped its wings and flew high, carrying Chen Fan and quickly chasing in the direction of Xiao Hanyi. Xia Xinyan, on the other hand, was left behind and ignored.
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"Hey!" Chi Xiao suddenly exclaimed, raised his head, his eyes were as bright as fire, and shouted: "Nangong Shang, what's wrong with him?"
I saw that the head of the Nangong family in Yucheng City was flying across the sky stumblingly that day, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he was in a miserable state. His eyes showed extreme panic, as if he was running away from some terrifying demon.
Behind him, the Palace Master and Soul Master of the Ghost Hall were also in a panic. They also fled in panic, as if they were being chased by some terrifying monster.
Mu Ge and Yalan also looked up at the sky in surprise, their hearts filled with fear and shock. They had never seen such a thrilling scene.
Soon after, the two women saw Xiao Hanyi, who was like a demon coming to the world, controlling three rivers of blood and rushing towards him. His figure was like an angry beast, which was chilling.
Faced with this situation, the two women's expressions became numb, and their hearts felt like overturned five-flavor bottles, with all kinds of mixed feelings. They couldn't imagine what more thrilling things would happen next.
"Ah!" Yalan suddenly exclaimed. Her eyes fell on a green-blooded demon bat in the distance, where Chen Fan actually sat.
