Chapter 898

He turned around and saw two professionals flying in from a distance.

A man and a woman, holding hands, look like a couple.

The man's appearance should be around 40 years old.

Women are probably the same, but they have good looks and look much younger.

The two flew to Lin Moyu's side, and the man hugged Lin Moyu's fists, "Brother, do you also come to enjoy the central whirlpool?"

The Central Maelstrom is the name of this vortex.

Lin Moyu hummed.

The man continued, "In a few moments it will be time for the whirlpool to reverse current. This is a rare sight that only occurs once a year."

Lin Moyu asked, "What is the vortex countercurrent?"

He had not seen the whirlpool countercurrent in the records, nor had he heard anyone mention it.

The man laughed and said, "This is just the name I gave to the strange scene. I read in an ancient book that the central vortex will erupt with seawater spraying out once a year. It is said to be very spectacular."

Lin Moyu was shocked, "The seawater sprays out, what will happen?"

The man shook his head, "That's the literal meaning. I haven't seen anything specific. Anyway, it is said to be very spectacular."

At this time the woman said, "Let's take a closer look."

The man agreed immediately, and the two flew towards each other again.

Lin Moyu shouted suddenly, "Come back."

The man paused and asked, "What's wrong, little brother?"

Lin Moyu said, "Don't get closer than ten thousand meters. It's dangerous and people will die."

The man was stunned for a moment, not completely believing Lin Moyu's words.

It can be seen that Lin Moyu didn't look like he was joking.

Suddenly a metal bead was taken out.

The metal bead was only the size of a fist. The man threw it into the air and then performed a skill with his fingers.

The metal bead exploded with a bang and turned into a sword-wielding puppet half as tall as a man.

Lin Moyu looked at the man, "Puppet master?"

Puppet masters are rare, and this profession also has blood inheritance. There is only one puppet master family in the Shenxia Empire.

The man should be from this puppet master family.

The man looked a little proud, "Yes, the Southwest Wang family! Wang Feng."

The Southwest Royal Family, the Puppet Master Family, is an extremely ancient family in the Shenxia Empire.

Their history is even older than the Shenxia Empire and existed before the founding of the country.

Their ancestors were the Shenxia Empire and made indelible contributions to the entire human race.

There are records of them in the history books of the Shenxia Empire.

It's just that in the past hundred years, there has been no god-level powerhouse in the southwest Wang family, which makes them feel a little down.

But within the empire, no one still dares to underestimate him.

Even families with god-level experts would not dare to trouble them.

One is because being in the Wang family is full of honor.

The second is that there is a god-level puppet in the family.

Wang Feng is a descendant of the southwest Wang family, and has reached level 83. He is very likely to become a new generation of god-level puppet masters, and he can indeed be proud of himself.

A large amount of information about the Wang family in Southwest China flashed through Lin Moyu's mind. The Wang family was a great family. "

Lin Moyu said with a hint of respect, the Wang family had indeed made great contributions to the Shenxia Empire and even the entire human race.

Wang Feng looked more proud than before, pointed his finger forward, and the swordsman puppet immediately rushed over.

This puppet's aura is not obvious, but judging from its speed, it should have a combat power of around level 80.

Moreover, Lin Moyu could feel that there were soul fluctuations in the puppet, and it seemed to have formed some kind of special connection with Wang Feng.

Lin Moyu judged that Wang Feng should be using his own soul to control the puppet.

In this way, the puppet master seems to have some research on souls.

At least among other professionals, below the god level, Lin Moyu rarely saw professions that researched souls.

The puppet quickly crossed the 10,000-meter limit, suddenly stopped, and fell from the air.

Wang Feng let out a muffled groan at the same time, and his whole body instantly became sluggish.

His face was pale and there was a little fear in his expression, as if he had seen something terrible.

Lin Moyu knew that his soul had been damaged to a certain extent. After all, he used his soul to control the puppet. If the puppet was destroyed, his soul would also be implicated.

It's just that this kind of injury is not serious, and it can be recovered in a few days even without any treatment.

"¨‖Brother Feng, are you okay?"

Wang Feng shook his head and said it was okay.

Then he asked Lin Moyu, "What is going on here?"

Wang Feng's tone was pretty good, and he didn't blame Lin Moyu. (earned by money)

Lin Moyu had kindly reminded himself that if he had gone there just now, the puppet might not have died.

It doesn't matter if you lose a puppet. Even if the puppet is difficult to make, it is still better than dying yourself.

The soul attack just now was extremely terrifying. He knew that if he went there, he would never survive.

In this way, Lin Moyu's reminder saved his life.

Lin Moyu said, "I haven't figured it out yet, it should be a soul attack."

Wang Feng said, "There is very little information about the central whirlpool. I only saw a few words in a handbook of my family ancestors. I know that the central whirlpool will erupt with sea water every few years."

"Subsequently, through calculations, we calculated the specific time when the sea water will spray back."

Wang Feng's family is old enough, so it's not surprising that he knows some things that outsiders don't know.

But he didn't know what the sea water was spraying back.

Shouzhaozhong only said that it was very spectacular, but did not say anything specific.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the whirlpool.

The sea water that had been flowing in suddenly began to become violent!

The center of the whirlpool seemed to be boiling, and the water column rose. Seawater continued to flow upstream, forming a water column.

Lin Moyu's face changed slightly, and he immediately shouted, "Back off!".

Chapter 649: The lower space is like the cemetery of gods

Lin Moyu retreated quickly, followed by Wang Feng and his wife.

Lin Moyu retreated tens of thousands of meters and did not stop until he was more than 30 kilometers away from the whirlpool.

At this time, the waves in the whirlpool were churning one after another. Each time a huge wave rose, it could exceed a thousand meters, and it was still increasing rapidly.

The whirlpool expanded rapidly, swallowing up all the surrounding seawater.

The place where they were standing had been submerged by the expanding whirlpool in less than half a minute.

Wang Feng looked frightened. If he had retreated slower just now, it would have been a life-or-death crisis again.

"Thank you, brother!" Wang Feng sincerely thanked Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu did not speak, but stared at the whirlpool with solemn eyes.

What others see is turbulent waves, but what he sees is the rioting soul beneath the waves.

A huge soul power appeared in the whirlpool, turning into a giant palm, constantly beating the water surface, creating huge waves.

Not only Lin Moyu felt the soul riot, but Wang Feng also felt it.

With such violent and powerful soul power, Wang Feng felt that as long as he was hit, he would definitely die.

He looked even paler.

Not just injured, but frightened.

"How could this happen? Our ancestors never wrote anything about this happening."

Wang Feng kept mumbling, and his palms even started to sweat.

Lin Moyu still ignored him, but felt it on a deeper level.

The huge waves are just the appearance, and the core is the riot of soul power.

And what is the core of the riot in the power of soul, and why does it happen?

Deep in Lin Moyu's mind, he saw a consciousness that was far more chaotic than before.