He then said: "With my strength, I can run for six or seven days straight from the Holy Spirit Palace to Yongye Ruins, which is about the same distance. But that's assuming I'm not blocked or delayed by a vicious beast or something along the way."

"That's indeed quite far," Lu Feng was startled for a moment, thinking that each time he opened the scene, it would only be half a moon. It was really difficult for someone to explore the entire secret space. After years of accumulation, he could explore more than 70% of the regional sections.

It's really not easy.

Xi Youmeng sighed sadly and continued: "Now both the Holy Spirit Palace and Yongye Ruins are gone, just like the ruins of the sect under our feet, they are abandoned under this world."

As he spoke, he drew a stroke from behind one of the circles, "The people of the Ancient Ming Tribe who managed to survive in that era were forced to retreat into the Demonic Abyss. Whenever the Holy Fire Abyss was open, the force that oppressed the Demonic Abyss would

Only when their strength is weakened, the powerful ones among them will have a chance to break out of the restriction."

After Xi Youmeng finished talking about the location and current situation of the Holy Spirit Tribe and the Ancient Underworld Tribe, he then sketched an ellipse on the curve in the center.

Lu Feng knew that this area was the battlefield between the two races in that era, and it was also what people today call the Holy Land and the ruins of the ancient battlefield.

After Xi Youmeng explained, he added fearfully: "The ruins of this ancient battlefield are filled with a long-lasting chilling atmosphere. If someone with an unstable mind and insufficient strength breaks in, nine out of ten people will be killed there.

The aura of killing affects the mind."

"Therefore, most of the monks who invade from the outside will avoid this area and take a detour in the direction of Yongye Ruins."

As Xi Youmeng spoke, he made several cuts on the curve next to the oval.

After talking about the main part of the Holy Fire Abyss, Xi Youmeng Wu picked up a handful of gravel and threw it on top of the sketch he had drawn.

"What are these?" Lu Feng looked at the gravel scattered precisely on both sides of the curve and understood that Xi Youmeng did not throw it randomly.

"This is the more famous area in this realm space," Xi Youmeng introduced each stone while tapping the wooden pole: "This is the Holy Skeleton Peak, this is the Shenze Ling Lake, this is

The Soul Burning Sacred Fire Tower, this is the Chaos Mist Valley, this is the Phantom Cave, this is the Sea of ​​Death..."

Xi Youmeng said nearly twenty nouns in succession, and finally clicked on a stone not far from the Holy Spirit Palace, "This is Lingyan Lake, the place we want to go back to."

Lu Feng secretly noted that he had some understanding of most of the things Xi Youmeng mentioned, and knew what kind of place they were. There were only a few places that he didn't know about, and they were not recorded in the public letter.

It seems that either the Holy Sect and other forces did not know about it, or they deliberately kept it secret and wanted to only let their disciples and elders get involved in the competition for resources in these regions.

After listening to Xi Youmeng's statement, Lu Feng generally gained a lot.

Just at this time.

In the distance, Song Wenbai and others succeeded in severely injuring the lion-crocodile hyena-toothed beast with a combined attack.

Just when he was about to deliver the final blow and kill the hyena.
Chapter completed!