Landing 300 years in advance

After identifying that the air around him was filled with the breath of the God of Plague generated by the God of Plague Pearl, Chen Ronghuo's heart immediately moved.

He could still remember the God of Plague Pearl.

Because this thing was the rare treasure held by Zhou Yuanhua, the first enemy he encountered after coming to this world.

His body of disaster was taken from Zhou Yuanhua.

But later Zhou Yuanhua brought the God of Plague Pearl to the Demon Sealing Land, and he had no time to find Zhou Yuanhua.

"Is it really you?"

Chen Ronghuo's eyes were deep in thought.

Before coming to the Baiman Territory, he had used ancient books to calculate.

But this matter consumed too much energy, so he could only calculate some superficial things.

At this time, he vaguely felt that this matter might be related to Zhou Yuanhua, but he could not calculate the specific situation.

Although his cultivation level improved quickly, Chen Ronghuo was not satisfied.

"My cultivation level is still a little short of upgrading to the half-step eighth level."

Chen Ronghuo shook his head a little.

He had previously killed Wu Long and subdued the Black Tiger of Doom. Although he had gained a lot of breath from the Law of Tribulation, he was still a little short of reaching the Half-Step Eighth Level.

According to his estimation, if there were four or five more guys like Wu Long for him to kill, he would be able to level up.

"Killing monsters to level up, I guess the game that the gods are still working on is not yet perfect, right?"

Thinking of this, Chen Ronghuo looked up at the sky.

In the sky of the Sealed Demon Land, there are also gates of the Black Demon Star.

However, those gates of the Black Demon Star are now closed, just like those on the Continent of the Gods.

Since the Black Demon Star Gate was opened once a hundred years ago, these gates have never been opened again.

And the people on the Continent of the Gods can only raise their cultivation to the fourth level at most by killing the monsters coming from the Black Demon Star Gate.

After the fourth level, the cultivator needs to comprehend the mysteries of the law before continuing to advance.

In this regard, simply relying on the experience crystals purchased from the Golden Temple and killing monsters is not enough.

Chen Ronghuo didn't know what the gods' purpose was, but according to the information given to him by the ancient book when he first came to this world, the gods obviously needed nearly two hundred years to completely perfect their plans.

However, Chen Ronghuo is now a seventh-level peak cultivator. The further a cultivator advances, the harder it is to advance. He can't predict what realm he will be able to reach in another two hundred years.

He cultivates the law of calamity, which can improve his cultivation by restraining everything.

But those high-level beings are obviously not so easy to restrain.

Just like Li Bing and soldiers like Meng Tian, ​​they can also quickly improve their strength.

But when their strength is improved to a certain level, it will be difficult to improve it again.

After sorting out his thoughts in his mind, Chen Ronghuo immediately unfolded his body and flew straight to the cursed temple according to the route he calculated with the ancient book.

Scenery after scene quickly disappeared from under Chen Ronghuo.

Chen Ronghuo discovered that the Baiman territory was different from the Shengyang territory.

Countless small forces in Shengyang territory were all killed by the Black Demon Palace, and even some villages no longer exist.

In the Baiman territory, although there are no forces with powerful practitioners, some small forces and villages still exist.

But this kind of existence is not a good thing.

Chen Ronghuo swept his eyes and saw that all the villages he passed by were shrouded by the breath of the plague god.

Under the cover of this breath, many lives have undergone changes.

An old man with pus all over his face, a woman with green hair on his hands and feet, a child without hair...

Flying all the way, feeling the pain of these people, Chen Ronghuo felt heavy in his heart.

But he did not go down to help.

A layer of twisted force field surrounded his body, so that he did not attract anyone's attention when he was flying.

Although he has been in this world for so long, he is no longer a good person. But like this, he can't use the plague technique to cause chaos in the world.

He thought of the time when Zhou Yuanhua used the Earth Disaster Technique to change his fate, change his qualifications, and improve his cultivation in Lushuiwan Town, and drove countless strange insects to eat crops and plants.

Is it really you?

Suddenly, when Chen Ronghuo was flying forward, he swept his eyes and found a young man in green clothes outside a village, driving a big snake and spewing strange poisonous gas into the village.

[Wang Tong: Second-level cultivator

Identity: Outer disciple of Plague God Tianzong.

(Note: Plague God Tianzong is one of the two sects under the Black Demon Palace.)]

A message flowed through his heart.

Plague God Tianzong?

Seeing this person, Chen Ronghuo's heart moved slightly.

Only then did he know why it was so difficult for him to calculate the matter about the Baiman territory.

It turned out that this place was related to Plague God Tianzong, one of the two Tianzong under the Black Demon Palace.

With his current knowledge, he already knew that there were two sects, three leaders, and four halls under the Black Demon Palace.

The Plague God Sect was one of the two sects.

The other sect was the Poison God Sect.

“Is the Plague God Sect’s base in the Demon Sealing Land in the Baiman Territory?”

Chen Ronghuo felt heavy in his heart, knowing that if this was true, then his action this time would probably be a little dangerous.

The one who came this time was his stone fetus substitute, who was not afraid of death.

But if he can survive, it is better to survive.

The most important thing is that once he starts to act, but cannot rescue Huang Lin, it may be difficult for him to save Huang Lin next time.

"No matter what, let's see first."

His mind was racing, and Chen Ronghuo immediately sped up.

The Black Mountain Range.

A strange mountain range in the Baiman territory.

There are countless strange monsters in it, and at the same time, in this mountain range, you will feel a kind of pressure that is different from other places.

The cursed temple that trapped Huang Lin is in this mountain range.

After Chen Ronghuo hurriedly traveled for a while, he disappeared in the void, stood in front of the Black Mountain Range, and looked inside.

A big snake swam around the deep mountain range, and suddenly spit out the snake core, swallowing a giant eagle flying in the sky into its stomach.

A toad squatted above a cold pond, croaking, and exuding gray-green poisonous gas all over its body.

A palm-sized three-legged strange bull was running wildly in the grass.

But after encountering a white wolf, it opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of black flames, burning the white wolf into ashes.

The entire Black Mountain Range gave people a feeling of abnormal chaos.

However, such chaos gave people a feeling of vitality.

Unlike other places, it was shrouded in the breath of the plague god and was dead silent.

However, Chen Ronghuo's eyes swept over here, but he was not careless at all.

Instead, he identified all the things, whether remarkable or inconspicuous, through ancient books.