Ye Feng assured Bing Shen over the phone.
No matter what, we must find and kill this despicable ancient Egyptian Pharaoh Danmun and save the more than 20 million people of Haidong.
And Tian Guanghai was also on Ye Feng's death list.
Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was nearby, overheard the conversation between Ye Feng and the God of War and said...
"Xiaofeng, these ancient Egyptian pharaohs are all more evil and mysterious than the last, and it's very difficult to find their whereabouts."
Ye Feng said.
"No matter what, I have to find that Dan Meng."
Haidong has just escaped its predicament; it cannot afford any more trouble.
He hovered in mid-air, closed his eyes, and spread his divine sense like a net, covering the entire Haidong region, searching every inch of land meticulously.
But after several attempts, there was still no progress.
It is also highly likely that the other party has already left Haidong and hidden somewhere in the middle of nowhere, making them impossible to find.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea.
The operation of the entire red fog was inseparable from Pharaoh Danmon.
Once he leaves, the red fog will dissipate automatically.
But now these red mists are getting thicker, indicating that the other side is still in Haidong.
He must have been carrying some kind of magical artifact, which concealed his aura and allowed him to escape Ye Feng's divine sense search.
However, as long as the other party is hiding in Haidong, Ye Feng is confident that he can find them.
Ye Feng told everyone to stay far away from the red fog to prevent any unforeseen events, while he himself went deep into it.
The mysterious ancient landscape painting above his head descended with divine light, enveloping him and isolating him from the strange curse.
But the old weasel still followed closely behind him with its hands behind its back.
This old fellow has a mysterious background and is not afraid of these strange curses.
Behind them, Lan Yu and Zhuang Xiaoyu followed, enveloped by Ye Feng's divine light, which was enough to protect their safety.
"Wait for me."
Not to be outdone, Fatty Situ swung his fat body and caught up.
Ye Feng did not stop them any further and led the group forward.
In the thick fog, martial artists and ordinary people could be seen lying on the ground everywhere, as if they were asleep, motionless.
The whole city seemed to be asleep, eerily quiet.
Suddenly, Ye Feng noticed that dark red array patterns were appearing on the street, on the walls, and on the glass doors and windows of the shops on both sides of the street.
Ye Feng seemed to be deep in thought.
He believed that Pharaoh Danmeng was very likely using these array patterns to cast the Nightmare of Hell curse and thus control the entire East Sea.
Second Master is the most proficient in array patterns. Although he is sometimes unreliable, he does have a deep understanding of this field.
Of course, there is another person, and that is Bai Suzhen.
Last time at the bottom of the South China Sea, the array pattern skills that the other party displayed far surpassed those of my second master.
But she had already gone to the City of Asura to find the wisp of Xu Xian's trapped soul, and could not contact him at all.
Soon, Ye Feng contacted his second master through the communication jade slip and informed him of the dire situation Hai Dong was facing.
The second master said he would come over immediately.
Soon, a ripple-like portal appeared in the space in front of Ye Feng, and a figure walked out from it.
It was his second master.
It's rare that Second Master didn't make any mistakes this time; the landing was so precise that he didn't teleport himself into outer space.
The situation is critical now; this is no time for jokes.
Whether the more than 20 million people in Haidong can survive depends on them.
The second master lowered his head and carefully observed the array patterns around him, occasionally sketching them on the ground.
Beside him, Ye Feng asked with some concern.
"Second Master, how is it? Are you confident you can find Pharaoh Danmeng?"
The second master didn't even raise his head.
"You can rest assured that I'll handle things."
Then, he began to carve continuously, flashing golden light.
Ye Feng felt uneasy; every time his second master said that, it seemed like he was going to suffer bad luck.
Then the second master continued.
"Based on the patterns of these arrays, I can deduce the opponent's exact location."
After some investigation and identification, the second master quickly grasped the trend of the opponent's array patterns.
And soon, a teleportation array was carved on a nearby open space, shimmering with mysterious light.
"All done."
"I guarantee I'll find that wretched pharaoh in less than three minutes. Who's the first to come?"
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
Given the Second Master's "excellent reputation" in array formations, no one dared to step forward.
The old weasel poked Fatty Situ with its paw and urged him on.
"Hey, you fatso, you're tough as nails, go in and try it out first."
Fatty Situ's eyes widened.
"Why me? Why don't you go in?"
"Holy crap, a beautiful woman!"
The old weasel pointed ahead and let out a startled cry.
Where is it?
Upon hearing that there was a beautiful woman, Fatty Situ couldn't move his legs and looked in the direction the old weasel was pointing.
The place turned out to be completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.
Realizing he had been tricked, Fatty Situ sensed something was wrong and tried to turn around, but it was too late. The old weasel kicked him into the magic circle.
"Go in, give it to me, hehe..."
The old weasel let out a wicked laugh.
"You damned weasel, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations..."
Situ the Fat Man's cursing quickly disappeared, and with a flash of light within the magic circle, he vanished.
at the same time.
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