Invincible Martial God System

Chapter 640 Sacred Land



Chapter 640 Sacred Land

Chapter 640 The Sacred Land

Having said that, the barbarian king rose up and flew into the sky, heading east towards the desolate lands.

Leng Yun dared not delay and immediately flew up to follow the direction of the Barbarian King.

Even with the bloodline bonus, Leng Yun's speed was barely keeping up with the Barbarian King's.

They could only see the barbarian king's back from afar, but could not catch up to him.

The two flew one after the other in the air for about ten minutes, at an extremely fast speed, almost covering a thousand miles.

The two streaked through the air like two streaks of light, when suddenly the barbarian king in front of them plummeted down, indicating that they had reached their destination.

A sacred place in the wilderness, a place even the barbarian king fears.

The two then landed on the ground.

Before the two was a huge valley. At the entrance of the valley were two giant rocks, each over 30 meters tall, standing like two gatekeepers at the entrance.

The boulder was carved into the shape of two dragon-like monsters, which looked extremely fierce.

Although the dragon-shaped monster is just a sculpture, it gives people a feeling of supreme majesty.

Even the barbarian king's domineering aura pales in comparison here.

This clearly demonstrates the immense skill of the person who carved this giant stone.

This also suggests just how powerful this sacred place truly is.

Leng Yun was even more suspicious. What kind of cultivation level did the person who could carve such a huge stone have?

Could it be that he has already broken through the Saint Martial Realm and reached the ultimate realm, the Great Ascension Martial Realm?

Throughout the history of the Seven Heavens Continent, it seems that only one person has reached this level in thousands of years: the creator of the Thousand Style Fist Technique, the ancestor of the Leng family.

Leng Yun didn't know if the Leng family's ancestors had any connection with this sacred place.

The barbarian king remained silent and led Leng Yun into the valley.

As you walk under the boulder, an extremely strong sense of oppression arises spontaneously.

The boulder was incredibly tall, and walking beneath it gave one a feeling of being completely blocked out by the sky, naturally inspiring a sense of awe and inviolability.

With the entrance serving as a dividing line, Leng Yun sensed the difference in the surrounding power as soon as he stepped into the valley.

It felt as if countless forces were pressing down on him from all sides, and he could clearly feel the surge of power in the valley.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be seriously injured even if they stayed in this valley for a little longer.

Leng Yun and the Barbarian King were both experts at the Saint Martial Realm, so they naturally didn't care about the environment here.

The two had only walked less than ten meters when they suddenly heard a loud bang behind them. The two stone gates suddenly closed, sealing off the entire valley.

Immediately afterwards, a thin layer of mist rose from all around, enveloping the entire valley.

Leng Yun and the Barbarian King soon lost sight of where the entrance was.

This sacred place is indeed very strange.

However, the barbarian king seemed to be very familiar with the situation and did not panic at all, continuing to move in the direction he had come from.

Unbeknownst to them, a protective layer had appeared around the Barbarian King's body, keeping the faint mist outside.

Leng Yun was unaware of the power of the fog at first, and when it came into contact with her body, it instantly entered her body through her skin.

It turns out that the fog contained a highly toxic substance.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have died hundreds of times over by now.

Fortunately, Leng Yun possessed three types of primordial flames, which dispelled the mist as soon as it entered.

However, Leng Yun also learned about the power of the mist, and like the Barbarian King, he formed a protective barrier around himself.

At this moment, Leng Yun's attitude towards the Barbarian King became even more peculiar.

The barbarian king seemed completely unconcerned about Leng Yun's life or death.

Wasn't he asking the Three Protectors to come and help?

Why go through all this trouble?

Just as Leng Yun was racking her brains trying to figure it out, the two of them walked to the edge of a lake.

The lake was calm and stretched to the horizon. Although it was calm, Leng Yun sensed that there were undercurrents beneath the surface, and that great danger was surely lurking there.

The barbarian king stood by the water's edge, muttering incantations, and stretched one hand into the air towards the lake.

Suddenly, a small boat drifted from the center of the lake, passed through the mist, and gradually came to the two of them.

There was no one steering the small boat, which looked very strange.

Immediately afterwards, the small boat docked at the shore, stopping in front of the barbarian king.

"Get on the ship," the barbarian king said coldly.

Leng Yun remained silent and followed the barbarian king onto the boat.

The small boat could only fit two people.

The barbarian king used his power to surge underwater, propelling the small boat rapidly toward the other side of the lake.

The small boat resembled a swordfish on the water, moving extremely fast and leaving a long trail of water behind it.

Before long, the small boat had stopped in the middle of the lake.

Leng Yun sensed an extremely powerful force approaching from the surroundings.

He frowned, knowing that this was the most dangerous creature in the entire sacred land.

On the other hand, the barbarian king's face remained completely calm and undisturbed.

Does the Barbarian King have the confidence to deal with this creature?

Leng Yun secretly suspected that the Barbarian King might have other schemes up his sleeve.

Suddenly, the once calm lake surface began to churn.

As you can see, a long trail of water appears on the distant lake surface, moving at an extremely fast speed and getting closer and closer.

Although the underwater situation was unclear due to the fog, Leng Yun knew that a huge creature was definitely approaching them.

In less than a few seconds, the enormous creature was already close by and suddenly burst out of the water.

It turned out to be a water monster over ten meters long.

This monster has the head of a dragon, with huge tusks on both sides of its face. When it opens its head, it looks like a pair of large fans.

It had a pair of blood-red eyes, a blue face, and fangs, making it look extremely terrifying.

The monster's body was also enormous, measuring over ten meters long, with the widest part resembling a water tank. Its entire body was dark red, and its scales were incredibly hard.

It has eight feet in total, all of which are short and thick, and look very powerful and extremely sharp.

As soon as it stood up, it blotted out the sky and the sun, shrouding the small boat in shadow.

The splashes it created cascaded down like a waterfall, causing strong tremors on the lake surface.

If the barbarian king hadn't used his strength to suppress the small boat, it would have capsized long ago.

"This is a ninth-grade magical beast, the Heavenly Water Dragon," the Barbarian King said in surprise.

Leng Yun's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected it to be a ninth-grade magical beast, which was equivalent to a human at the peak of the Saint Martial Realm!

Even the Barbarian King might not be able to defeat this monster.

However, Leng Yun saw that the Barbarian King's face showed no sign of tension, as if he was certain that he could deal with the demonic beast.

"Do you know why I summoned you?" the barbarian king said. "I don't care whether you're telling the truth or not."

Leng Yun instantly had a bad feeling.

"Because I must sacrifice you to this Heavenly Water Dragon," the Barbarian King said coldly.


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