Chapter 1613: Promise Magic Palace (2/2)
”I don't know what the place you are talking about is called” Wang Feng asked, looking at the other person.
”That's a town where countless sea races focused, probably the same as our human beings.” The man thought for a while and said.
”I asked what the name was.”
”It's called the Promise Demon Palace.” The man responded.
The Sea of Taboo is different from the human world. If the Sea Clan goes to this Promise Demon Palace, there is no big problem, because it itself is a place for the Sea Clan to exchange treasures and sell things with each other.
But once the humans go, they are the aliens among the aliens, and those sea races will greatly reject humans.
”Thanks for letting me know.” After saying a word, Wang Feng turned his hand and took out a palm-sized piece of soil and placed it on the table.
”This is a piece of Heavenly Pure Land, and it's a reward for you.” After saying this, Wang Feng turned around and left without even drinking.
Since there was a way to find the soul-raising grass, Wang Feng certainly wouldn't have the slightest hesitation now, he wanted to find this legendary thing as quickly as possible.
As for the danger, it is not within Wang Feng's thinking range for the time being.
What he needs to do now is to do his best to save Yan Junyun to life. As for the rest, he should keep it and buy it for the next year.
People can even give up their lives for their own sake. What does it matter if they take a risk for her
After exiting the gate of Chishui Pass, Wang Feng galloped directly towards the boundless sea of taboos. Of course, in order to prevent his identity from being discovered by the Sea Clan, Wang Feng had done his best to wrap his breath.
Of course, Wang Feng also knew that his Saint Blue Heart would definitely be discovered by some other powerful sea races, but in order to find that soul-raising grass, Wang Feng could no longer take care of that much.
For Wang Feng now, time is equivalent to Yan Junyun's life. If her nine days of jade dew is exhausted, then Yan Junyun may be truly dead.
”I hope you can succeed.”
In the city of Chishuiguan, the man who had been in contact with Wang Feng opened his mouth, and then he took away the heavenly land on the table, and his body disappeared.
No one knows how he disappeared, nor where he went. He seemed to have never appeared here before, and he disappeared too fast.
At the moment when his figure disappeared, in the Hell Valley in the Nile Sea, the statue slowly opened his eyes.
He is Yan Junyun’s father. Seeing his daughter in a dangerous situation, he is actually extremely anxious. It’s just that due to the great plan of the heavens, he cannot leave his job without permission, so he just took advantage of his wisps Incarnate went to contact Wang Feng.
He had already told Wang Feng about the method. As for whether Wang Feng could get the soul-raising grass in the end, it would depend on his own ability.
This is the only thing he can help do now.
If it weren't for his own daughter, how could he be so troublesome.
The man said that he would be able to reach the palace floating in the void in about ten days of flying east, but with his own teleport speed, Wang Feng had penetrated into this forbidden sea without even using an hour.
There was a terrible breath sweeping away from afar, and from ~~Wang Feng could see a vast city floating in the void.
From a distance, it looked like a huge boulder floating in the air, unspeakably majestic.
But when you take a closer look, you can find that there is a city on the boulder, and a lot of terrifying aura is emitted from this city. This should be what the man called the Promise Demon Palace.
Wang Feng actually had doubts about the man’s identity, but before Wang Feng had carefully observed him with the eyes of the sky, he found that he was not a member of this sea clan, so he should have no reason to harm himself, and now things are imminent, Wang Feng It is impossible to investigate everything, so now he almost came to the Promise Demon Palace of the Sea Clan without any preparation.
”call.”
He exhaled a long sigh, and finally Wang Feng's art of stealing the sky and changing the sun worked, and he turned his breath into death. Only in this way could his Holy Blue Heart be suppressed to the greatest extent.
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