Chapter 1810

Chaotic space!

In the aeolian sand basin, under the leadership of bunocchio, Yang Feng came to an abyss. The abyss is super huge, just like an endless Tiankeng. Even the ten thousand dragons abyss in the yecha family is insignificant and worthless compared with this abyss.

Yang Feng has been to the Dragon abyss of the yecha family. He was shocked when he saw the abyss, but he was even more shocked when he saw the abyss.

The abyss in front of us is like a small world, as if there is a new world below.

However, Yang Feng found that there were runes over the abyss. These runes should resist the storm, but they did not restrict people's free access.

In other words, people of the spirit family can freely enter and exit from these runes, and they can not be affected at all, but if there is a storm, these runes will automatically emit strong energy to resist the storm.

Looking at the abyss below, bunocchio said to Yang Feng, "the bottom of the endless abyss is the place where our family lives. In the air of the abyss, there are runes laid by our family. These powerful and terrible runes will automatically emit energy and form a windbreak wall in case of a storm."

It seems that Yang Feng's guess is good. It's true.

Bunocchio continued, "because of the protection of these runes, people in our family can live and work in the abyss."

Saint Laurent asked, "who planted these powerful runes?"

"I don't know, I don't know, because I'm not the first batch of people from donghuangzhong." Bunocchio shook his head and replied.

The people of the lingzu are divided into two categories. The first group was bred by the Eastern Emperor bell, and then by the way of heaven. When the number of people in their clan decreases sharply to a certain number, the way of heaven will automatically breed some people of the lingzu. Fortunately, the way of heaven is fair. God didn't let the strong people of the three emperors and five emperors appear in the lingzu, otherwise the lingzu will go against the sky, War can be waged indefinitely.

Hoo Hoo!

In the void, a strong wind blew. Yang Feng nodded slightly and looked down at the abyss. He saw that the abyss was not bottomed out. It was estimated to be ten thousand feet deep. Such a depth was far more than the ten thousand dragon abyss of the yecha family. However, it was easy for them to come to the abyss.

"Go, go down." Looking at the abyss, Yang Feng said calmly.

"Here, my Lord." Bunocchio hesitated and didn't want to enter the abyss.

"What's the matter? Did you go back?" Yang Feng asked.

Gollum golden elephant is murderous. As long as bunocchio dares to shake his head, he will kill him.

Bunocchio hurriedly said, "several adults, you misunderstood me. I'm just afraid of hakaton. He and I are enemies. If he sees me, he will kill me."

"Don't worry, as long as the emperor is here, I will be able to ensure your safety." Yang Feng said seriously.

In the past, he could not guarantee it, but now he is a strong emperor, so it is easy for him to protect bunocchio's safety.

"Thank you, sir. In that case, I'll take you to the holy land of my spiritual family."

Bunocchio summoned up his courage and planned to go back to the holy land. Anyway, Yang Feng and others were there, so he was not afraid of anyone.

Yang Feng and others soared down and sped down the abyss. Their bodies were like eagles in the sky.

The sound of the wind came from his ears. During the fast flight, Yang Feng was full of curiosity about the mysterious abyss, because he wanted to know how the spirit family lived here?

Since the Donghuang bell derived everything, the people of the spirit family have lived here.

The abyss is really big, boundless and vast. Even if Yang Feng exerts his spiritual power, it is difficult to explore the edge of the abyss.

In this vast abyss, their bodies are like fireflies, like a few grains of dust in the air, insignificant.

After flying ten thousand feet below, I finally saw the ground, but these ground were all black.

Whether it's rocks, soil, or rocks, they are all black. Yang Feng knows that these black soil and rocks are as hard as iron.

Although it is under the abyss, the light is still very good. The space here is not affected by the abyss.

Several people flew at low altitude, shuttled between mountains and rocks, crossed woods, and finally saw a dark stone city not far ahead.

The scale of this stone city is very large, but it is strange that all houses and buildings are cut in black.

Looking at the stone city ahead, bunocchio said to Yang Feng and others: "the front is the holy land of my spiritual family. Because there are hard black rocks everywhere, all the Holy Land and houses of my spiritual family are made of black stones."

"How many people are there in your holy land?" Yang Feng asked.

"About 100000 people." Bunocchio answered.

There are not many 100000 people, but there are also many. Compared with the current external cities, there are really few 100000 people. After all, there are millions of people in many big cities.

But in ancient times, a town of 100000 people was no longer small.

Nuwa and Pangu have only 10000 people, but lingzu has 100000 people.

Yang Feng looked at the dark ancient city ahead. In the dark ancient city, there was a breath of ancient simplicity and vicissitudes. This ancient city seemed to verify the changes of years.

However, this ancient stone city has a long history. Its appearance time not only exceeds the power of the five emperors in mainland China, but also exceeds Pangu and Nuwa, because this ancient city originates from ancient times.

The history of ancient times is even longer than that of ancient times.

The ancient city emits a strong smell. Each smell is very strong. It is ancient, just like a tiger lurking in the grass.

"Yang Feng, there are many experts in this ancient city." Gulu golden elephant said seriously.

"Yes!"

Yang Feng nodded seriously because he had noticed it.

However, as mentioned by bunocchio in the past, there is no boundary division for the cultivation of the spiritual people. The strength and level of Taoism completely depend on their understanding of the Tao.

The deeper their understanding of Taoism, the stronger their strength and accomplishments will be.

"Several adults, please don't forget to promise me. If harkaton wants to kill me, please do it."

Looking at the holy land ahead, bunocchio trembled. He was as timid as a mouse. He was really afraid of hakaton.

"Is hakaton strong? Why are you so afraid of him?" Yang Feng asked.

"Alas!"

Bunocchio sighed and said helplessly, "Sir, you don't know. In fact, our spirit family is also divided into two factions."

"Two factions." For this, bunocchio has not said before.

Because of his curiosity, Yang Feng asked, "what are the two factions of your spirit clan?"

Bunocchio paused and said, "in the holy land of our spiritual family, there are two factions, one led by Bai Jinwu, the head of the clan, and the other led by heijinwu, the deputy head of the clan."

Platinum black!

Heijinwu!

These two people are the two most powerful leaders in the holy land of the spirit family. It seems that they are the only ones who want to know the whereabouts of the Eastern Emperor bell.

"Are they two incompatible?" Yang Feng asked.

"Yes."

Bunocchio nodded and replied, "heijinwu also wants to be the patriarch, but his strength is slightly worse than baijinwu, and baijinwu wants to destroy heijinwu so as not to threaten his patriarch's position, but the strength gap between the two is not big, so no one can do anything, and baijinwu doesn't dare to take risks."

The strength gap between the two is not big. Buckingham black really doesn't dare to take risks, because even if he goes all out and pays a great price to kill the black gold black, he will certainly be scarred and seriously injured, so Buckingham black doesn't dare to take risks. After all, after his injury, those covetous high hands won't be indifferent.

"Which force do you belong to?" Yang Feng asked.

Bunocchio replied, "my Lord, I belong to heijinwu, the Deputy clan leader faction, while hakaton belongs to the platinum Wu clan leader. In fact, not only my strength is not as good as hakaton, but also the overall strength of the faction behind me is not as good as the backer behind hakaton."

"Yes!"

Yang Feng nodded at will. He understood bunocchio's meaning. In fact, the other party also wanted to say that among the spirit family, the power of heijinwu is not as good as that of baijinwu. After all, baijinwu can become the clan leader. He will not only have strong strength, but also be attached to his men.

However, Yang Feng didn't care about these things, because he just wanted to know the whereabouts of the Eastern imperial bell.

As for the holy land of the spirit nationality, Yang Feng is not in the mood to control the power competition between black Jinwu and white Jinwu. Of course, he won't control it.

While talking, they came to the ancient city of the holy land. They saw that the dark city wall coiled around the earth like a long black dragon, emitting an ancient flavor. The scale of the city was very large, which was larger than the original Dingjun city.

But the only regret is that all the buildings in this city are black rocks, so they look very rough, simple and monotonous.

"Bunocchio, you rubbish, dare to come back."

After a loud voice came, an expert came out of the gate. The other one was about 40 years old and looked big and thick.

Yang Feng looked up and looked at this person at will. He could feel that this person's strength was not very strong. He was only equivalent to the twelve strong yuan gods in mainland China, while bunocchio was equivalent to the sage level strong. Therefore, this person should not be hakaton.

"Ha ha!"

The man laughed, and then Lang said in a loud voice, "brothers, go and tell Lord harkaton that bunocchio's garbage has come back. The garbage dares to die."

Bunocchio looked frightened and wanted to turn around and run away from here, but he gradually calmed down after seeing Yang Feng.