Great Slaughter System

The battle between Feng Mo and Mie Wuqing, flying sand and flying stones, the scene is extremely terrifying, with swords and ghosts entangled with each other.

The four of Shen Lang stood in the distance, quietly watching the battle between the two with great interest.

"It's really terrifying for the strong men in the Realm of Creation to fight." Yan Bei couldn't help but secretly startled when he saw the battle between Feng Mo and the two of them.

At this moment, Feng Mo narrowed his brows coldly, and the precious saber in his hand suddenly cut out a bright streak.

boom! ! !

The waves of sand tumbling, set off tens of thousands of feet high, instantly submerging Feng Mo and Mie Wuqing.

Seeing this scene, Yan Bei breathed a little short of breath, because Feng Mo's sword was too strong, unbelievably strong, if Mie Wuqing was replaced by him, he would definitely not be able to resist this sword, not only the difference between the two, but also the difference in strength.

Shen Lang, who had been standing there quietly watching the battle, turned up his mouth slightly after Feng Mo made this cut.

"it's over."

Sure enough, as soon as Shen Lang's voice fell, he saw the place submerged in the sand sea, and it exploded with a bang, and then he saw Feng Mo flying out of it with a person in his hand.

At this time, Mie Wuqing was very miserable, bleeding from seven holes, with a hideous incision on his chest, his flesh turned out, and his internal organs could be seen.

Feng Mo held Mie Wuqing, looked at Shen Lang and the others from a distance, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.

""White Sword God" Feng Mo, who are they?" Feng Mo frowned and looked at Shen Lang and the others.

Feng Mo just glanced over Yan Bei, focusing on Shen Lang, Yan Ruyu, and Taihuang.

Shen Lang smiled lightly, and said softly: "The sword god in white really deserves his reputation. I didn't expect the ghost hands to be defeated by your hands."

Hearing Shen Lang mentioning Mie Wuqing, Feng Mo's face flashed a trace of hatred, "This Mie Wuqing is cruel, ruthless, and my best friend Zhang Feng's family was all killed by him. If I don't kill him, I will be ashamed of Brother Zhang's kindness to me."

Shen Lang nodded, this Feng Mo is quite loyal, because he can work hard with a little kindness at the beginning, and he can be regarded as a hero.

He still has a good impression of Feng Mo. After all, a person who is very kind can be looked up to no matter what.

"Under Shen Lang, these two are my wife and friends." Shen Lang said with a faint smile.

Feng Mo nodded his head slightly to the Taihuang and Yan Ruyu, seeing that Shen Lang didn't show any obvious hostility towards him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know, the sword god in white, how are you going to deal with him?" Shen Lang glanced at Mie Wuqing in Feng Mo's hand, and asked curiously.

Feng Mo lowered his head and glanced at Mie Wuqing, "I'm going to take him to Brother Zhang's grave and kill him with my own hands, which is considered revenge for Brother Zhang."

"Brother Feng, Gao Yi, my wife, brother Taihuang, and I are also going to the Qingfeng Dynasty. Brother Feng, why don't we go together?" Shen Lang said with a smile.

Feng Mo pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, yes."

Feng Mo was more afraid of the strength of the three of Shen Lang, but he couldn't refuse, so he could only agree.

Shen Lang wanted to leave this vast desert, and Feng Mo's appearance just suited his wishes. As for Yan Bei, Shen Lang didn't like it much. He had a natural dislike for monks.

Yan Bei's expression changed when he heard Shen Lang's words, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Benefactor Shen, since someone will lead the way for you, the poor monk will leave."

Shen Lang glanced at Yan Bei lightly, nodded and said, "Master, please go ahead."

Yan Bei seemed to have received the imperial edict, and immediately bowed to Shen Lang and the others, and walked in the opposite direction to Shen Lang and the others.

Beside Shen Lang, Yan Bei seemed to have a light on his back, not daring to delay for a moment, got Shen Lang's permission, and left in a hurry.

Shen Lang didn't care about Yan Bei, but took Yan Ruyu and the Taihuang and followed Feng Mo into the void step by step, flying towards the distance.

vast city.

The vast city is the only city in the vast desert, and it is also a resting place for passing merchants and warriors.

The vast city is very huge, like a giant beast crouching in the desert.

The four of Shen Lang landed one mile away from the vast city.

Along the way, Feng Mo also let go of his vigilance towards the three of Shen Lang, and gradually became acquainted with each other.

I also talked to Shen Lang a lot about some strange people and strange things in the Continent of the Gods, but Shen Lang didn't get any useful information. Of the ancient true gods and powerhouses in the Continent of Zhenwu, only Guan Shengdi was revealed on the Continent of the Gods, and there is no news about the others.

Shen Lang is not in a hurry, the deeper those people hide, the more Shen Lang feels that they are planning something, and it must be a terrifying conspiracy, so he is not in a hurry, just wait quietly.

If you want to enter the vast city, you have to pay some fees. Feng Mo helped Shen Lang and the other three to do these things. As for why Feng Mo didn't use his identity as a strong man, Shen Lang guessed that Feng Mo didn't want to attract attention.

Mie Wuqing's strength was sealed by Feng Mo. He put it in a bag and held it in his hand. From the outside, it looked nothing special. Most of the people in the vast city were businessmen.

The three of them came to an inn and stayed there. Feng Mo suffered some injuries from the battle with Mie Wuqing and was not suitable for continuous traveling, so the four of Shen Lang did not hurry.

Back in the room, the three of Shen Lang sat at the table, and Shen Lang said lightly: "Taihuang, what kind of world do you think this world is like?"

The Taihuang pondered for a while, and then said: "Dijun, I feel that this world should have a lot of secrets. There are even strong people. In the ancient times of Zhenwu Continent, there were so many strong people. This Continent of Gods is bigger than Zhenwu Continent. It is impossible to only have a few strong people on the surface. I guess, those people are either in seclusion or left here."

Shen Lang nodded approvingly. He believed in the former. There must be many strong people in the Gods Continent. Those strong people probably know some secrets about the Gods Continent and are planning something in the dark.

After all, there are countless sects in this world, and there are also legendary Buddhas and Daoist priests. Those people are peerless and powerful.

But the more this is the case, the more interested Shen Lang is. He and the Taihuang are strong enough to face anything. As long as the interests of the Gods Continent are sufficient, he will make a move.

But before things start, he still needs to have a good understanding of this world, such as those fairy tombs, and those forbidden and dead places. He guessed that the secrets of the Gods Continent must be in those places. As for whether there is any danger, he never thought that even if the immortal suddenly revived and jumped out, he would be able to face it.