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Chapter 220 There is a magical place in the spiritual world

Although the Wisteria God was not dead, he was also seriously injured.

Not only was she injured by the sword, but she was also inexplicably poisoned by the Wanpo Sect. What's more, her martial arts cultivation was suppressed by a mysterious talisman seal and could no longer emit powerful power. The group thought that the masterpiece had been completed and wanted to kill the Wisteria God. At the critical moment, a small red ball suddenly floated in the hand of the Wisteria God, and the ball suddenly turned square again. When the group looked closely, the square returned to the ball. Before the group could come back to their senses, the red ball had emitted millions of red lights, and millions of red lights intertwined each other, forming a big red net. The group was surprised to find that their body had become stiff and could not move at all. The Wisteria God's skill cultivation suddenly reached its peak moment. She had a chance.

She had the ability to kill this group of people, but she did not. The moment she returned to her peak, she spat three mouthfuls of blood under Jiuyou Cliff. These three mouthfuls of blood scattered under Jiuyou Cliff, forming an unbreakable barrier. The barrier seemed to be nothing, but those with evil thoughts would never pass, and even the eight masters in front of her! In the end, the Wisteria God disappeared under the noses of the eight top masters. No one knew where the Wisteria God went? After many years, the spiritual world knew the whereabouts of the Wisteria God. The Wisteria God met Luoyu City of the Great Zhao Empire in the Moyou Continent. The two were attracted to each other and had a crush on each other. However, Luoyu City did not know the true identity of the Wisteria God, nor did he know that the Wisteria God was secretly helping him,

And gave him the powerful Rubik's Cube Ball! But Luo Xiaofeng's grandmother knew all this that Luo Xiaofeng's grandmother was not his biological grandmother, but Luo Yucheng's nanny, the nanny of Luo Yucheng, and the close old servant beside the Wisteria God. Although they were master-servant relationships, they were very close. Shortly after the Wisteria God gave birth to Luo Xiaofeng, they were arranged by Luo Yucheng in the basement of the royal palace. In the basement of the back garden of the Luo Wang Mansion, the Wisteria God transformed himself into a stone statue. Eliminate Luo Xiaofeng's grandmother, no one knew that the stone statue in the basement was the suffocating wisteria God! The Wisteria God could not leave the basement, the seal on her body became heavier and heavier, her spiritual consciousness was completely lost, and her martial arts cultivation almost disappeared! On the night of the massacre of the Luo Wang Mansion, she was also

She had the will but lacked strength. Unexpectedly, in the end, the murderer Heiying found the basement. The Wisteria God no longer had the ability to kill Heiying and avenge Luo Yucheng. Finally, in order to protect her son Luo Xiaofeng, who was still in her infancy, she destroyed her soul and used the last moment of divine power to knock the Heiying unconscious and teleported the Heiying thousands of miles away. Although the Wisteria God was dead, she left a red seed. Grandma brought Luo Xiaofeng, who was still infancy to Jiuyou Cliff. Grandma threw the red seed down from Jiuyou Cliff, because she knew that the real home of the Wisteria God was under Jiuyou Cliff. The red seeds sprouted in the spiritual world and grew up healthily. Grandma also built a small thatched hut near Jiuyou Cliff, and survived with the young Luo Xiaofeng...

Luo Xiaofeng was crying and the tears flowing wildly had already wet his worn clothes.

Shangguan Wenwen suddenly sighed: "I still don't understand some things."

Luo Xiaofeng wiped the tears from his face and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

Shangguan Wenwen's face looked solemn, and he lowered his voice: "With the old master's shrewdness and cultivation, how could he be fooled by those incompetent juniors? Although the eight juniors are the sect leaders of the same sect, their martial arts cultivation is simply a huge difference between heaven and earth compared to the old master. I wonder why they were able to succeed at the beginning? The mysterious seal, I don't know what kind of magic weapon it is, can actually suppress the old master?"

Luo Xiaofeng cannot answer!

Shangguan Wenwen muttered to himself: "I have always suspected that there are traitors in our spiritual world."

Luo Xiaofeng was surprised: "Traitor?"

Shangguan Wenwen sighed: "I just guessed that there is no real evidence yet." He turned around and looked into the distance. A strange expression appeared on his face: "Although the spiritual world is a brilliant place, there is a place that is unique and very evil!"

Luo Xiaofeng asked: "Where is it?"

Shangguan Wenwen said word by word: "Demon Sword Pond!" Shangguan Wenwen suddenly had a crying expression on his face: "I have always suspected that the old master's murder was related to the Demon Sword Pond, and I have been there before, but it's a pity..." He burst into tears without finishing a word.

Luo Xiaofeng panicked: "Grandpa Shangguan, what's wrong with you?"

Shangguan Wenwen stopped crying and sighed: "Although the Demon Sword Pond is in the Spiritual Life Realm, no one has ever entered the Spiritual Life Realm yet. The Demon Sword Pond seems to be born out of touch with the Spiritual Life Realm. So... I have the heart but lack the strength, so I can only sigh at the Pond."

Luo Xiaofeng suddenly asked: "Can my mother enter the Demon Sword Pond?"

Shangguan Wenwen was stunned and turned to smile bitterly, "I can't say anything, because the old master had never been to the Demon Sword Pond before his lifetime. What's more, whether he can enter the Demon Sword Pond has nothing to do with martial arts cultivation."

Luo Xiaofeng asked in confusion: "Why?"

Shangguan Wenwen said: "The Demon Sword Pond is a magical place. No matter how high your martial arts cultivation or how powerful your weapon level is, you will not play a slight role there." He was afraid that Luo Xiaofeng would not understand, and he was still explaining: "In other words, although the old master's martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of the divine spirit, if he enters the Demon Sword Pond, he will become an ordinary person."

Luo Xiaofeng said: "Whoever enters will become an ordinary person. No wonder no one goes in."

Shangguan Wenwen smiled: "It's not what you think of as the little master. When you enter the Demon Sword Pond, your martial arts cultivation will disappear, but once it comes out, your martial arts cultivation will be restored immediately!"

Luo Xiaofeng frowned: "Since that's the case, why bother going in?"

Shangguan Wenwen shook his head and said, "It's not easy to talk about it! No one in the spiritual world has been able to enter!"

Luo Xiaofeng was silent and suddenly said, "Since it is not related to personal martial arts cultivation, can I try it?"

A strange look flashed across Shangguan Wenwen's face: "Of course you can try it!" After saying this, his face immediately became solemn: "How can the little master, the daughter of a daughter, take risks easily?"

Luo Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "What little master, what a daughter, I am a homeless and miserable child!"

Shangguan Wenwen hurriedly said, "Young master, you can't say that. This huge spiritual life world is your home."

Luo Xiaofeng was filled with the layers of lush wisteria, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart. He had made up his mind to go to the Demon Sword Pond to see. Maybe there was something there, which was related to his dead mother.

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Demon Sword Pond.

Luo Xiaofeng stood in front of the Demon Sword Pond, and the one who led him was Shangguan Wenwen. Today, Luo Xiaofeng was wearing a black coarse cloth trousers and a pair of black soft-mouthed cloth shoes on his feet.
Chapter completed!
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