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Chapter 20 Depression

"Master Chu, is there any safer way now?"

"There is actually only one way, and that is to break in by force and confront those monsters head-on!"

"It should be very dangerous to rush in now, why don't we try to enter from the weak point first?"

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The six masters are cautious. Although they are the best in each sect, they are also frightened when facing unknown creatures.

"As the saying goes, if you don't enter the tiger's lair, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. We're the only ones in this muddy water. Six, your strength is slightly lower than mine, so just follow me."

Chu Feng walked through the formation with his hands behind his back, and stepped in with one step.

"Master, wait for me!"

Shangguan Houhou followed closely behind and disappeared.

Seeing that Chu Feng and Shangguan Hou walked in first, the six sect masters looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds, they bit the bullet and went straight to the interior of Nanhai Dust Ruins.

Chu Feng's calmness and calmness were beyond the reach of the six of them. The only thing they could do now was to cooperate with Chu Feng as much as possible and not hold him back.

Stepping into the interior of the South China Sea Dust Ruins, what greets everyone is a thick sea of ​​flames, billowing smoke, and leftover green tiles. In this complex of palaces that is more than ten kilometers long, without exception, all the palaces collapsed and were burned by raging fire. The fire was shrouded in it.

The fire seemed to have devoured everything. There was not a single trace of fighting here, not even a single human corpse.

"I didn't expect the majestic No. [-] Holy Land in the Southern Desolation Territory to look like this..."

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

Nanhai Dust Ruins is a sacred place that so many people in the Southern Desolation Territory look up to, but when I saw it today, it looked like a village in distress.

"What we have to do right now is to find out the survivors of the South China Sea Dust Ruins as soon as possible, and ask them exactly what happened here, and what are the origins of those monsters!"

Chu Feng looked at the crowd and said.

"Okay, then shall we act separately or..."

Tie Xiong hesitated.

Chu Feng glanced around. This is the first time he has set foot here, and he is very unfamiliar with the environment here. In addition, this stretch of endless palaces is huge. If they spread out and search , although the efficiency of searching is much higher, but I am afraid it will be very dangerous. After all, there are very likely those monsters lurking nearby.

Chu Feng thought for a while, and finally made up his mind: "For safety reasons, I suggest dividing into two groups. I will lead a group, and Shangguanhou will lead a group. Tie Xiong and Bai Yunlan will follow me, and the other four will follow me." The officer is waiting."

"it is good!"

The crowd had no objection.

"If you find a monster or find any survivors in the South China Sea Dust Ruins, send a signal to me immediately!"

Saying that, Chu Feng took out more than a dozen red mysterious things from the storage ring.

It has the size of a baby's fist, and its whole body is surrounded by a few pieces of yellow talisman paper, which looks very weird.

"This is a cloud bomb. Once you find something is wrong, immediately infuse spiritual power and throw it high into the air. It will detonate on its own and make a lot of noise. Even if we are hundreds of miles away, we will be able to detect it immediately. .”

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The palaces in the South China Sea Dust Ruins lined up from east to west. The Shangguan waited for the five of them to go to the west, while the three of Chu Feng walked towards the east.

Stab it!

On the road, raging fires burned everything here all the time. The materials of the palaces in the Nanhai Dust Ruins were not ordinary, most of them were made of stone.

The three of Chu Feng walked for about two kilometers. Here, they never saw a single figure, not even a monster. This made them feel puzzled.

According to their previous speculation, the Nanhai Dust Market has basically fallen, and most of the disciples of the South China Sea Dust Market are more or less fortunate. However, they have not seen a single disciple of the South China Sea Dust Market from the beginning to the end, even if they were burned by the fire. Then there should be some bones or ashes left, but it turned out not to be the case.

Looking at it now, the only impression here is that it is a dead city, lifeless and lifeless.

"Tie Xiong, how well do you know about the Nanhai Dust Ruins?"

On the way, Chu Feng broke the tranquility.

He had stayed in Xuantian Sect for more than 800 years. He had heard of the Holy Land of the South China Sea Dust Ruins before, but he didn't know much about it. Even before the incident happened in the South China Sea Dust Ruins, Chu Feng didn't even know where the South China Sea Dust Ruins was.

Without hesitation, Tie Xiong quickly replied: "Master Chu, I know a thing or two about the Nanhai Dust Ruins. I don't know which aspect you want to know. As long as I know, I will know everything and talk about it!"

Tie Xiong regretted the previous conflict with Chu Feng. Seeing that Chu Feng's attitude towards him was relaxed now, Tie Xiong tried his best to restore it in his own way.

Seeing Tie Xiong's appearance, Bai Yunlan on the side couldn't help but sneered: "Hey, Master Tie, when did you become so patient, and you know how to talk endlessly? How about this...

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"Bai Yunlan, is this the time to play tricks? This time, the rescue of the Nanhai Dust Ruins mainly depends on the head of Chu, but I, Tiexiong, will definitely do my best to anyone who can help the head of Chu!"

Seeing Tie Xiong's upright expression, Bai Yunlan glanced at Xiao Zui: "Tch, what a fool."

Tie Xiong stared: "You..."

Chu Feng suddenly asked: "Tie Xiong, how many disciples are there in Nanhai Dust Ruins?"

Seeing Chu Feng's question, Tie Xiong rolled his eyes at Bai Yunlan, then clasped his hands together, and explained earnestly, "I want to report to Sect Master Chu, although the Nanhai Dust Ruins looks magnificent and seems to be able to hold tens of thousands of people, but In fact, there are only five or six hundred disciples in the Nanhai Dust Ruins."

"There are only five or six hundred people in the Nanhai Dust Ruins?"

Hearing this, Chu Feng immediately froze in place, and his expression changed subtly.

It is not difficult to see from this group of palaces that at least it can accommodate more than 600 disciples, or even [-] disciples, but Tie Xiong said that there are only five to six hundred people, which surprised him very much.

As if aware of the doubts in Chu Feng's heart, Tie Xiong explained: "For tens of thousands of years, the number of disciples in the Nanhai Dust Ruins has remained at five or six hundred. However, it is undeniable that the strength of the Nanhai Dust Ruins disciples is extremely strong. Almost all of them are above the late stage of Tianwu Realm."

Bai Yunlan couldn't help sighing: "It is indeed the number one holy place in the Southern Desolation Territory. Even the disciples of Yutianshen Palace are far inferior to it!"

Tie Xiong nodded in agreement: "The Yutian Temple has nearly 200 outer and inner disciples, but there are only more than 200 young disciples who have reached the late stage of the Tianwu realm. Such a huge base has only cultivated more than [-] Tianwu disciples. In the later stage of the realm, although it is already very good, compared with the South China Sea Dust Ruins, the gap is still very large."

Chu Feng was thoughtful. From Tie Xiong's words, it was not difficult to see that he highly respected the Nanhai Dust Ruins, but it was no wonder that even the Xuantian Sect where Chu Feng belonged, compared with the Nanhai Dust Ruins. The gap is also clear at a glance.

According to Chu Feng's understanding, among the young disciples of the Xuantian Sect who can reach the late stage of the Tianwu Realm, there are very few, at most a dozen or so, not as good as the Yutian Temple, and even less so than the Nanhai Chenxu.

Chu Feng asked: "Since the disciples are all so strong, presumably there must also be those who are strong at the Saint Martial Realm?"

Tie Xiong nodded: "There are indeed experts at the Saint Martial Realm level, but people from the Nanhai Dust Ruins have never set foot in the outside world, so the outside world knows very little about them. If it wasn't for my Luoyun Sect The founder of the mountain has some connections with the Nanhai Dust Ruins, I am afraid, what I know is just the tip of the iceberg!"

hum!

Click!

Just as Chu Feng and the three were discussing in low voices, suddenly, a huge palace that was tens of meters away in front of them collapsed.