My wife is a sword god.

Qin Feng was startled, and hurriedly asked: "Who are you? Why do you want me to find the Lord of the Swamp?"

The lake water swayed again, sparkling, and the soft voice kept ringing.

"The human race needs his help in this disaster."

"However, he is tired of fighting, and he will definitely not take the initiative to help you."

Qin Feng heard this and asked curiously: "Since this is the case, what can I do if I find him? There is no way for an existence like him to be persuaded by me."

"When you step into the realm of detachment, you must pay attention to cause and effect. If you can make him owe you favors, he must repay you."

Qin Feng's face froze. It's easy to say, but there is nothing he can't do for an existence that has reached the transcendent state. Wouldn't it be as difficult as heaven to make him owe a favor?

What surprised Qin Feng the most was that he had never heard such a soft voice before in the divination where Mengzhao appeared.

Is this the answer from his subconscious mind, or is it the influence of some mysterious existence?
He wanted to ask aloud, but he heard the other party say again: "Before dawn, hurry up."

The voice suddenly became empty and distant, and the lake water was filled with waves, rolling towards Qin Feng.

The latter only felt dizzy for a while, then opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

He looked around, the night was dark, the bonfire was crackling, and except for the guards, everyone else had fallen asleep.

"Brother, are you awake?"

"How long have I slept?"

"It's been almost half an hour since you closed your eyes." The second brother replied.

"Sleeping for so long?" Qin Feng frowned slightly.

After stepping into the fourth-rank realm, his spirit strength and mental power are far from what they were before. Just like last night, even after practicing all night, he was still full of energy when marching the next day.

However, as soon as he merged his consciousness into Shenhai to prepare for cultivation, he felt a strong sense of sleepiness. Coupled with the soft voice in the dream, he always felt that there was some powerful existence affecting his will, passing through the dream. way of conveying some kind of information.
Qin Feng squeezed the space between his eyebrows, the voice of "Go find the Lord of the Swamp" seemed to be still echoing in his mind, reminding him.

He showed a tangled look, hesitating for a while.

As the existence of the transcendent realm, the Lord of the Swamp is as powerful as a god. Even if his father is present, he is definitely not the opponent's opponent.

If the Lord of the Swamp kills him, wouldn't he be sure to die?
But as the mysterious voice said, if this disaster can get the help of the Swamp Lord, the probability of the human race surviving the crisis will be greatly improved.

go with.

Still not going?

Looking up at the sky, the bright moon is in the sky, the clouds are passing by, and time is passing by.

Qin Feng thought of the scene he saw in the dream, and thought of the candle dragon that his father said.

The existence of the detachment, isn't it that only the detachment can deal with it?
The help of the Swamp Lord is indispensable!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng gritted his teeth and his eyes became firm.

He turned his head to his second brother and Father Qin and said, "I'm going to the mountain ahead to find the Lord of the Swamp."

Qin An's face was shocked: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?! Such existence, even the master dare not face it directly!"

Father Qin is much calmer. He naturally has a deeper understanding than Qin An of the mysteries of literary saints: "What did you dream about just now?"

Qin Feng nodded, and then told the contents of the dream and his thoughts
"I see." Father Qin rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

If the candle dragon that Feng'er dreamed of back then would really come to the world, then it is true that only the existence of the same detachment can compete with it.

As for the known detachment in the human race, the only ones are the Tianjian Guoshi and Zhenshen Siyu, but these two people can't leave the thousands of miles of Fengtian City.

Even if the Tianjian Guoshi can use one qi to transform the three cleans, and send a clone to help in the battle, how much combat power can a clone display?
"How sure are you?" Father Qin asked.

Qin Feng shook his head: "We can only take one step at a time."

While the rest of the night watchmen were not paying attention, the father and son stepped into the mountain together.

It was pitch black all around, as if even the moonlight was blocked out.

Qin An sensed the surroundings, and the silence was abnormal, without any strong fluctuations: "Perhaps, as father said earlier, the swamp master has already left here."

Father Qin noticed something strange, and said seriously: "No, how can such a big mountain forest be so quiet?"

"It's late at night, and the ghosts have disappeared, which is normal." Qin An didn't care.

Qin Feng said solemnly: "If there are no movements of demons and ghosts, it will be fine. Since we stepped into this place, there has not even been the sound of insects and birds."

Qin An came to his senses and listened carefully. It was really as the elder brother said.

"Generally, this kind of situation occurs because there is a strong existence emitting aura, so that no living beings dare to step into this domain.

Moreover, although the trees here are tall, they can't cover the sky and the sun, so why doesn't a ray of moonlight shine through?

This appearance. It seems that there is some huge existence blocking the mountain. "Qin Feng looked up, only to see the darkness, unable to see the night sky.

This huge black shadow that covers the sky is also unknown.

At this time, Qin Feng suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Second brother, I remember you said before that the swamp master jumped into the void and then disappeared?"

"Yes, brother."

Qin Feng and Father Qin looked at each other, and said in a deep voice: "Perhaps, the Lord of the Swamp has never left here, he is just in the void, so we can't spy on him at all."

"If that's the case, how can we find him?" Qin An asked aloud.

Qin Feng sighed when he heard the words: "I don't know either."

At this moment, above the sky, the clouds broke and the moon became white.

A holy white light suddenly lit up around Qin Feng.

"Brother, your body!" Qin An said in surprise.

Qin Feng looked at his own dazzling white light, and was a little at a loss, but as the white light came on, the whole mountain also had a strange change.

The void is like a lake, with ripples, and the layers of darkness are washed away by the white light, and the field of vision instantly becomes wider.

The three of Qin Feng saw, not far in front of them, a huge mountain peak appeared at some point, soaring into the clouds, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The surface of the mountain peak seemed to be covered in mud, pitch black and turbid.

Boom!

The ground under his feet trembled suddenly, and the huge mountain in front of him also shook.

Father Qin sensed something, and his face showed shock. He hurriedly protected Qin Feng and the two behind his back, and looked at the huge mountain in front of him to be fully on guard.

On the forehead, a drop of cold sweat slipped down. Rao Qin has the strength of the peak of the second rank, facing such a terrifying existence, he is also instinctively awed!

At the top of the mountain, a pair of giant eyes opened, and the coercion hit like the sky falling.

Not to mention that the two of Qin Feng's legs were bent under the pressure, even Qin's father couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Only by exerting extreme intentions can he barely resist this coercion.

"Who dares to disturb my slumber?" A majestic voice like Hong Zhong directly rang through the minds of the three of them.

Body and soul tremble!