Without further ado, the few people had Xie Tian cleared the way, and the Dragon King did not dare to stop him, so he could only block the news to maintain the face of the dragon clan.

The few people were far away from the South China Sea, so the Dragon King naturally did not dare to look for them.

Deep in the forest, the roots are coiled.

A woman was lying on the grass, and her eyelashes swayed slightly.

Yan Ling opened her eyes and realized that she was lying on the ground at some point.

She raised her hand and looked at it. Her hands were longer than Feng Ling's, and her clothes were no longer from the South China Sea clothes, but became the robes of the cultivator.

Yan Ling knew that she was returning to the secret realm.

Suddenly, my head hurts, and a lot of memories fill my mind.

It took her a while before she finished digesting it.

Memories are Zhu Yu, that is, Feng Ling.

But in my memory, she was Zhu Yu from beginning to end, and she did not take the Chiyang Fire Spirit, nor did she become the Feng Ling.

She was weak and incompetent, and even Lan Sheng didn't have the courage to fight for it. Instead, Qianran found Lan Sheng and got married to him.

On the day Qian Ran and Lan Sheng’s wedding, Zhui Yue found her and gave her a pair of armor.

That was what Lan Yan made by force to pull out his scales.

After accepting the memory, Yan Ling sighed.

Because of her childhood, the character caused by her disagreement with others has formed a tragedy in her life.

Yan Ling walked forward again and found a statue of a goddess standing in a cave.

The goddess was wearing a light yellow gauze dress, a white jade bead crown, her long hair was hanging around her waist, a large ring on her body, and wrist guards on her arms and legs.

She stood there with her eyes closed, her face facing the sky, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

Yan Ling always felt familiar when she looked at her.

"Is this?" Yan Ling couldn't help but wonder.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a slight sound from behind, and then put one hand on her shoulder: "Girl, do you know that there is the remains of that powerful man next to this statue of the goddess?"

The man kept lowering his head and couldn't see his appearance clearly, but when he spoke, Yan Ling felt intuition and felt dangerous.

"How could I know? Ask someone else!" Yan Ling shook his head, wanting to leave that person's control.

Unfortunately, that person was too powerful, Yan Ling could not break free, but was dragged towards the statue of the goddess by him.

"Girl doesn't have to be afraid, I have no malice." The man smiled, "It's just to get the treasure left by that powerful man!"

Yan Ling frowned: "Then you just go and get it, what do you have to do with me?"

"Haha, this girl, you have entered the illusion. No one can enter the inner room except to bring you. With you, the danger of the goddess statue will be greatly reduced, or even not."

"Do you want me to open the door for you?" Yan Ling asked with his eyes wide open.

The man smiled and nodded: "That's the case. As long as the girl is willing to help, I guarantee the girl will return safely!"

"Dream!" Yan Ling shouted angrily, kicked him up, turned around and ran away.

Who knows if he will kill someone to silence her after using her!

The man followed him out.

Seeing that he was entangled with him tightly, Yan Ling wanted to attack him with talismans, but the man had already expected that Yan Ling would use talismans, and a thin net was thrown out of his sleeve, trapping Yan Ling.

She tried to struggle hard, but the more she struggled, the more she felt that her physical strength was getting worse and worse, and her limbs were sore and weak, and even the most basic movement was very difficult.

"Girl, don't struggle anymore." The man walked up to her, "You no longer have any ability to resist, so why don't you follow me to search for treasure obediently!"

Yan Ling looked at the person in front of her and felt very upset. She never expected that she would fall into the hands of others as soon as she got out of the illusion.

The man took her back to the statue of the goddess, knelt on the ground, recited a few spells devoutly, and then the stone behind the statue of the goddess actually moved away by itself!

Yan Ling was surprised and looked at the man, but saw him looking mysterious, as if everything was under control.

"Girl, let's go in quickly. Don't go in this time!" The man bowed to the goddess statue, then got up, pulled Yan Ling and walked in.

After the stone gate closed again, Yan Ling felt a powerful aura coming towards him.

"Who are you?" Yan Ling stared at the person in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

"Haha..." the man smiled: "Why should I ask more girls? Since I have come with me, I am my own. Don't worry, this goddess is good for you and me."

After saying that, he reached out to draw a few times in the air, and then a door opened.

Seeing this, Yan Ling was immediately vigilant.

"Please go in first, girl."

Yan Ling snorted coldly, turned around and walked in.

As soon as she entered, she saw a passage.

Both sides of the passage are carved with exquisite patterns, which look like they are real.

At the end of the passage, a small altar is placed.

On the altar, there is still a statue of the goddess outside, but this time it is even more lifelike.

Seeing this, Yan Ling immediately stopped.

"What is this to do? Sacrifice?"

"How could it be? It's a memorial service." The man smiled, "Since you can come out of the illusion, it means you have received her recognition, and it's best for you to pay tribute to her."

"I don't think so." Yan Ling curled his lips, "If it's really about tribute to him, then we should find a better cemetery, not in such a wilderness."

The man was stunned when he heard this, and then a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"This girl is indeed smart and deserves to be able to come out so quickly in the illusion."

"What do you mean?" Yan Ling frowned.

"Have the girl ever heard that the most important thing in this illusion is the obsession of the goddess?" The man narrowed his eyes and smiled gloomyly, "The powerful man was a dragon clan during his lifetime. Her statue was her symbol. It was a magic weapon and her magic weapon!"

"This statue of god was condensed with another person's lifelong cultivation. Only those who have broken the obsession of the goddess can get the treasure!"

"You..." Yan Ling's face changed when he heard his words.

The Dragon Clan made her think of Zhu Yu involuntarily!

No wonder she looked familiar with the god, it was just Zhu Yu’s appearance!

Is this person crazy? How dare you think about using her to steal Zhu Yu’s things?

"Haha..." The man smiled even brighter, "Don't worry, girl, I won't do anything to you. As long as you cooperate with me, otherwise..."

The man's voice suddenly increased by octave: "Otherwise, I have to kill you and let you become a pile of dead bones here forever!"
Chapter completed!