"No!" Lin Xuanfeng shouted urgently, but it was already too late.
Qin Fan's hand passed through the barrier without any hindrance, and he followed the person in.
Lin Xuanfeng had no choice but to follow him in.
This barrier is not some kind of barrier, it seems to be a layer of bubbles, which does not hinder the entry of Qin Fan and the two at all.
Entering this world, Qin Fan's first feeling was that his consciousness could no longer be used.
This shocked him.
A world that can seal his consciousness is definitely not an ordinary world. At the very least, it is a world with powerful immortal cultivators.
Just as the two of them landed and stood on the flowing Naihe Bridge, a dark shadow suddenly rushed out of the originally empty Fengdu City.
It was a man wearing a mask with a ghostly face. He instantly came to Qin Fan and the two of them, and shouted in a deep voice: "Fengdu is a forbidden area, strangers should not come near, and offenders will be killed without mercy!"
After saying that, without giving Qin Fan any time to react, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a two-meter long gentian silver gun appeared in his hand.
Then, with lightning speed, he grasped the handle of the gun with both hands and swept across the entire army with a sudden movement, hitting Qin Fan and the two of them.
A violent and powerful force, carrying eerie and powerful energy, crashed directly towards them like a charge launched by ten thousand knights.
If hit by this energy, even Qin Fan's immortal sword body would probably be destroyed on the spot.
"retreat!"
Qin Fan couldn't help but pull up Lin Xuanfeng, who was behind him, and quickly retreated towards the barrier.
The man in black did not pursue him and quickly disappeared into Fengdu City.
Qin Fan and the other two returned to the rear of the barrier, looking at Fengdu City in shock as it became empty again.
Lin Xuanfeng's face was as pale as paper, and he gasped and asked: "Just now, that black shadow seemed to be a person? Who is that person? He is so powerful! What is his level of strength?"
For warriors, first-level existence is the pinnacle. He really couldn't imagine that someone could be so powerful!
That's why he felt that it wasn't a human being at all.
Qin Fan was also frightened and said in a deep voice: "That's not a human being."
"Not a human?" Lin Xuanfeng showed an expression that was indeed true.
However, Qin Fan's next words made him open his mouth in shock, and he forgot to close it for a long time.
"That should be just a spirit puppet! It's a puppet refined by someone to guard the door." Qin Fan's voice was calm, but in Lin Xuanfeng's ears, it was like thunder.
If a puppet is so powerful, what about the person who refined it?
Is there any realm above the first level? What should we call that realm?
With a spirit puppet guarding the door, this must be a world where powerful immortal cultivators have existed.
Moreover, the spirit puppet just now should have the strength of Nascent Soul Realm.
If Qin Fan's strength hadn't broken through to the sword-controlling realm, he wouldn't have been able to dodge the shot just now.
A spiritual puppet guarding the gate of the Nascent Soul Realm is probably not an easy person to cultivate as an immortal in this world.
Qin Fan has no plans to continue exploring. He can't deal with this kind of spirit puppet yet, but there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.
"Go back and show me the maps collected by your Wuzong." Qin Fan said.
Lin Xuanfeng nodded and said: "Okay."
At this moment, he seemed to be much older.
The spirit puppet just now dealt a huge blow to him.
This person who thought he was at the pinnacle of martial arts suddenly discovered that the pinnacle he once thought might be just the starting point for others. The huge gap severely affected his self-esteem and self-confidence.
The two turned back.
This time it took longer. The two of them rested several times along the way, and it took them four full days to return to the ground.
In other words, this trip took the two of them seven days.
In the Martial God City, the ruins have been cleared away, and the spectators who came from various states have returned.
Lao Mo, Lan Tianfang and others also went back.
However, below the stone tower, Tang Batian, the leader of Wuzong, has already led people to wait here. It seems that they have been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Qin Fan and the others coming back, Tang Batian saluted respectfully: "Ancestor, this disciple has been waiting for a long time. It's great that you can return safely."
As a candidate for Wuzong's next gatekeeper, Lin Xuanfeng has told Tang Batian the secrets of Fengdu City and also led Tang Batian to see Fengdu City.
However, they did not dare to go in and just looked outside the barrier.
Tang Batian counted the time and greeted the two of them here in advance.
Lin Xuanfeng said: "Let the others disperse, you come with me."
"Yes!" Tang Batian turned around and waved his hand to the Wuzong disciples: "Let's all disperse!"
"yes!"
All the disciples left in an orderly manner.
Lin Xuanfeng said: "Go to the library!"
Tang Batian was shocked: "Ancestor, that is the Holy Land of Wuzong..."
After speaking, he glanced at Qin Fan next to him, his meaning was very clear.
Lin Xuanfeng said: "He may not be able to appreciate our martial arts practice and martial arts. Let's go get something."
Tang Batian suddenly understood what he was thinking: "You mean, the residual picture?"
"Yes." Lin Xuanfeng nodded. He had already told Tang Batian these things.
Tang Batian was obviously very curious about the secret of the remaining pictures. Without saying anything, he hurriedly followed Lin Xuanfeng, and the three of them flew towards the library together.
Fortunately, the location of the library is far away from the martial arts arena, otherwise Lin Xuanfeng's blow just now would have directly destroyed the library.
In the three-story wooden attic, Lin Xuanfeng carefully took out three fragments of pictures from a wooden box.
Qin Fan took out the two fragments of pictures he had obtained and placed them on the table.
The five fragmentary maps were instantly pieced together into a complete map.
Looking at this map, the three of them fell into deep thought.
Because no one knows where the map is, and there is a blank area in the center of the map.
If it weren't for the difficulty in finding this map, Qin Fan would have even thought it was a prank.
"Where is the painting on this?" Tang Batian couldn't help but be confused and was the first to ask.
Lin Xuanfeng looked at the upper left corner and said: "There are five maps in this corner, which are very similar to the five states of Sinland, except that the area seems a bit larger, and these five maps are also bordered by the surrounding maps, and we Sinland is an independent world."
"As for other places, I can't tell at all."
Qin Fan looked at the map and recognized some places.
There is an area in the upper right corner with nine red marks in total, and the terrain is very similar to the place Qin Fan has been.
This is where the Qin people live, the second civilized world, and the nine red marks are the nine main cities.
The area in the upper left corner is clearly the world of Sinful Land. Although the area is much larger, the overall outline is almost exactly the same as that of Sinful Land.
The map in the lower right corner also gave Qin Fan a sense of déjà vu. It was clearly the Penglai Immortal Mountain he had been to, that is, the Hanging Palace.
And the map next to the Hanging Palace, where else could it be if it wasn't the original abandoned place?
Only the map in the lower left corner was not recognized by Qin Fan.
Apart from these maps, there is the largest map in the middle, but it is blank with nothing marked.
