My wife is a sword god

Qin Feng was startled and asked hurriedly: "Who are you? Why do you want me to find the swamp master?"

The lake water rippled again, sparkling, and a gentle voice continued to sound.

"This time, the human race needs his help."

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

Qin Feng heard this and asked curiously: "In this case, what can I do if I find him? It is impossible for an existence like him to be persuaded by me."

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

Qin Feng's face froze. It's easy to say this, but for an existence that has reached the realm of transcendence, what else can't he do? Isn't it as difficult as ascending to heaven to make him owe you a favor?

What surprised Qin Feng the most was that he had never heard such a gentle voice in the divination of the dream before.

Is this the answer from his subconscious mind, or the influence of some mysterious existence?

He wanted to ask, but heard the other party say again: "Before dawn, hurry up."

The voice suddenly became empty and distant, and the lake was surging and rolling towards Qin Feng.

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

He looked around. It was late at night, and the bonfire was crackling. Except for the soldiers who were on guard, everyone else had fallen asleep.

"Brother, are you awake?"

"How long have I slept?"

"Since you closed your eyes and sat cross-legged, it has been almost half an hour." The second brother replied.

"I slept for so long." Qin Feng frowned slightly.

After entering the fourth level, his soul strength and mental power are far beyond what they were before. Just like last night, even after practicing for a night, he was still energetic on the second day of marching.

However, just as he had just merged his consciousness into the sea of ​​​​souls and prepared to practice, he felt a strong sense of sleepiness. Coupled with the gentle voice in the dream, he always felt that there was some powerful existence that was influencing his will and conveying some information through dreams.

Qin Feng pinched his eyebrows, and the voice of "Go find the Lord of the Swamp" seemed to still echo in his mind, reminding him.

He looked tangled and hesitated for a while.

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

If the Lord of the Swamp wants to kill him, wouldn't he be dead?

But as the mysterious voice said, if the Lord of the Swamp can help in this disaster, the probability of the human race surviving the crisis will be greatly increased.

Go.

Or not?

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

Qin Feng thought of the scene he saw in the dream and the Candle Dragon mentioned by his father.

The existence of the transcendent realm, isn't it only the transcendent realm that can deal with it?

The help of the Lord of the Swamp is indispensable!

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

He turned his head and said to his second brother and Qin Dad: "I'm going to the mountains ahead to find the Lord of the Swamp."

Qin An was shocked: "Brother, what are you talking about?! Even the master dare not face such an existence head-on!"

Qin Dad was much calmer. He naturally had a deeper understanding of the magical powers of the Taoists than Qin An: "What did you dream about just now?"

Qin Feng nodded, and then told the content of the dream and his own thoughts

"So that's it." Qin Dad stroked his chin, thinking.

If the candle dragon that Feng'er dreamed of would really come to the world, then only the existence of the same transcendent realm could compete with it.

The only known transcendent realms among the human race are Tianjian Guoshi and Zhenshen Siyu, but these two people can't leave the thousand-mile range of Fengtian City at all.

Even if Tianjian State Master can perform the Three Pure Ones and send out clones to help, how much combat power can a clone exert?

"How confident are you?" asked Old Man Qin.

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

While the other night watchmen were not paying attention, the father and his son stepped into the mountains together.

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

Qin An sensed the surroundings, and it was unusually quiet, without any strong fluctuations: "Perhaps as Dad said before, the Lord of the Swamp has already left here."

Old Man Qin found something strange and said seriously: "No, how could such a large forest be so quiet?"

"It's late at night, and the demons and ghosts have hidden their tracks, which is also normal." Qin An didn't care.

Qin Feng said solemnly: "If there is no movement of demons and ghosts, it's fine. Since we stepped into this place, there has been no sound of insects and birds."

Qin An reacted and listened carefully. It was just as his eldest brother said.

"Generally, this situation occurs because a powerful being exudes an aura that makes no creature dare to enter this area.

Also, although the trees here are tall, they cannot cover the sky. Why is there no moonlight shining through?

It looks like there is some huge existence blocking the mountain." Qin Feng looked up and saw only darkness, unable to see the night sky.

This huge black shadow covering the sky, no one knows what it is.

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

"Yes, big brother."

Qin Feng and Old Man 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 his traces at all."

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

Qin Feng sighed and said, "I don't know either."

At this moment, the sky was clear and the moon was white.

A holy white light suddenly lit up around Qin Feng.

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

Qin Feng looked at the dazzling white light and was a little at a loss. As the white light lit up, the whole mountain also underwent strange changes.

The void was like a lake, rippling, and the layers of darkness were washed away by the white light, and the vision became wide in an instant.

Qin Feng and the other two saw that not far in front of them, a huge mountain appeared at some point, towering into the clouds and covering the sky.

The surface of the mountain seemed to be covered with mud, dark and turbid.

Boom!

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

Father Qin sensed something and showed a look of shock on his face. He hurriedly protected Qin Feng and the others behind him, looking at the huge mountain in front of him with full alert.

A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead. Even though Father Qin had the strength of the peak of the second rank, he was instinctively in awe of such a terrifying existence!

At the top of the mountain, a pair of huge eyes opened, and the pressure came like the collapse of the sky.

Not to mention that Qin Feng and the others were pressed so hard that their legs bent, even Father Qin couldn't help but groan. Only by exerting extreme means could he barely contend with this pressure.

"Who dares to disturb my sleep?" A majestic voice like a huge bell resounded directly in the minds of the three people.

Their bodies and souls trembled!