The danger is self-evident, of course Yuwen Zhouyuan will not give up, because if he wants to leave the lost space early, this teleportation array must be used!
There is no second option, so although it is difficult, Yuwen Zhouyuan has to find a way to overcome the difficulties.
The road to cultivating immortality is long, and this can be regarded as one of the tests.
The sound of fighting came from a distance. Even from such a distance, one could still smell the thick smell of blood. The Lost Sect monks were clearly outmatched. Yuwen Zhouyuan believed that the great elder would leave Hantan sooner or later.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's inference was not wrong at all. At this moment, the woman in palace clothes happened to have reached the depths of the cold pool.
This is the most important location of the Lost Sect. Even the Supreme Elders of the True Lord Stage cannot easily set foot here on weekdays.
Legend has it that a million years ago, Fairy Qingluan, a strange woman who was proficient in formations and extremely talented, survived the catastrophe here and successfully ascended to the upper world.
Thinking of this, the woman in palace clothes couldn't help but show a look of admiration.
It's a pity that these descendants don't have the ability of the ancestors, otherwise how could they tolerate these monsters coming to the door and running rampant?
No matter what, we must let our sect survive this catastrophe.
While thinking about it, the woman in palace clothes had arrived in front of a hill.
It's said to be a mountain, but it's actually only a few dozen feet high. It's completely black and made of thousand-year-old cold iron. The bottom of this mountain was carved out by someone using great supernatural powers.
It used to be the cave of Fairy Qingluan, and the Great Elder is currently retreating here.
After the woman in palace clothes fell out of the light, she immediately took out a sound transmission talisman from her arms without hesitation. After whispering a few words, the talisman turned into a ray of fire and flew into the cave.
After only half a cup of tea, a loud rumbling sound reached my ears, the spiritual mist surged, and the door to the cave opened.
Then a majestic spiritual pressure was released from inside. This woman was also a Zhenjun monk. However, she was caught off guard and stepped back quickly, with a flush on her face.
However, the woman in palace clothes was not happy but was happy. She took a deep breath and showed an expectant expression on her face.
A sound like a dragon's roar came from the cave, and the whole earth trembled. Then a startling rainbow flew out and landed in front of the woman.
The light converged, revealing the face of a monk in black. This man was dressed simply, but his gestures were full of luxury. He was worthy of being an elder of the sect. As for his face, he looked like he was only in his early thirties.
However, it gives people a feeling of having experienced many vicissitudes of life.
He has good looks, yet is steady and mature. He doesn't change color even when the mountain collapses. At first glance, he looks like the kind of person he can rely on when big things happen.
He is none other than the Great Elder of the Lost Sect, the second True King Great Monk of humanity in the Lost Dimension, and the Patriarch of Qiushan!
"See the Supreme Elder." The woman in palace attire took two steps forward, bowed with her hands folded, and bowed deeply.
"You don't need to be polite, nephew. According to legend, what the note said is true. The Lost Desert Monster Clan led by the Desert Wolf King has surrounded our sect?" said the ancestor of Naqiu Mountain.
The woman in palace clothes showed a bitter smile and said: "Supreme Elder, how dare your niece talk nonsense about such an important matter? Besides, if you are not facing a catastrophic disaster, how can I dare to disturb your practice? Why do you need to ask me, use your spiritual sense to feel
Don’t you have everything under control at once?”
Before he finished speaking, an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly reached his ears, and then he saw a colorful beam of light more than a hundred feet thick, shooting straight into the sky and seeming to pierce the sky.
But after just a few breaths, the light pillar disappeared strangely, and the monks' wailing could still be heard faintly.
Unfortunately, the "Qingluan Xuantian Formation" was breached, and Qiushan Patriarch's expression changed drastically. As expected, the Desert Wolf King personally took action, but the elders could not stop him. It immediately turned into a startling rainbow, flying like lightning on the battlefield.
Went.
Speaking of Yuwen Zhouyuan, the clues obtained through soul searching also came to the edge of the cold pool at this moment. The loud noise of the protective sect's formation being broken also startled him, and then he saw a ray of light, from which
As it passed by nearby, the spiritual power contained in the escaping light made even him feel cold all over his body.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's mind was spinning. Could it be the legendary True King Monk? Before he could finish his thoughts, the other party suddenly looked over as the light slowed down.
Has the opponent discovered him? Yuwen Zhouyuan was filled with anxiety. Although the Qi Condensation Technique in the "Creation Chaos Art" was extremely mysterious, a great monk in the True King Stage could not treat it as common sense. Yuwen Zhouyuan held his breath and cast
The secret technique temporarily stops the heartbeat and blood flow.
Ancestor Qiu Shan had a trace of doubt on his face. The weak spiritual power fluctuations disappeared. Was it just his imagination?
Patriarch Qiu Shan's eyebrows moved and he stretched out his hand. However, at this moment, another series of explosions came into his ears, including the monk's exclamation. An angry look appeared in Patriarch Qiu Shan's eyes, and his figure turned into a thin line.
The white light disappeared into the distance of the horizon.
Yuwen Zhouyuan still didn't dare to move. After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief and secretly exclaimed: "It's dangerous!"
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Yuwen Zhouyuan slowly walked out of the hiding place and began to look at the scenery in front of him.
This is the most important forbidden area of the Lost Sect, Hantan.
Where the Lost Sect's spiritual vein spring is located, it is said that Fairy Qingluan practiced cultivation here millions of years ago.
Yuwen Zhouyuan released his spiritual consciousness, but a moment later, a strange look appeared on his face.
Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't feel the restriction fluctuation. Could it be that this place was undefended?
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head. This was obviously impossible. However, no matter how Yuwen Zhouyuan searched, he found nothing.
It seemed that he had to be more careful. Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan took out the Chaos Fire Shield that he had just refined and walked in cautiously.
The so-called cold pool is actually a deep canyon with a small pool about an acre in size. It is surrounded by rugged rocks and many trees growing there.
Just as Yu Wen Zhouyuan entered the canyon, he suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, Qi and blood surged in his mouth, and his magic power also began to rush through his meridians.
What's going on? Yuwen Zhouyuan was startled. This feeling was obviously a precursor to obsession recorded in the classics.
He was clearly not practicing at this moment, so how could he feel like this? Yuwen Zhouyuan was so shocked that he quickly turned around and retreated from the valley.
The uncomfortable feeling also disappeared. Yuwen Zhouyuan's face looked a little ugly, and he frowned and thought.
"Xuanji, do you feel something is wrong?"
"I'm fine." Xiao Xuanji yawned and said in a sweet voice.
This was a bit strange, but Yuwen Zhouyuan immediately remembered that Ting Xi obtained from soul searching said that except for the great elder and a few special people in Hantan, even the other old monsters in the True Lord stage could not do whatever they wanted.
There seems to be some special reason for entering.
Of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan doesn't have time to explore slowly now.
After a slight hesitation, Yuwen Zhouyuan took a deep breath, and a burst of abundant spiritual power erupted from his body. At the same time, he slowly walked in with Yuan Shouyi in his arms.
There was still a feeling of restlessness, but it was still bearable. Yuwen Zhouyuan took out a few more pills from his arms and swallowed them. These were usually refined. They had the effect of clearing the mind and calming down the discomfort.
It feels smaller and smaller.
Although it was slightly uncomfortable, it was nothing serious.
Yuwen Zhouyuan approached Hantan step by step.
On the other side, there was a flash of snow light, and the dense bundle of energy was broken open. A black-robed monk was split into two halves. Suddenly, the surrounding offensive slowed down, and the rest of the people's faces were full of horror.
Princess Huilan was spotless, with several crescent-shaped sword lights slowly rotating around her. She didn't know what kind of treasure they were, but their power was obviously not small.
Speaking of which, the difficulty of the Xuanpao monks was beyond her surprise. The seven of them were good at cooperating. After setting up the formation with the strange order flag, the power was not inferior to that of ordinary True Lord early stage immortal cultivators. Unprepared, Huilan unexpectedly
I suffered a small loss, but finally killed the old man named.
Seven people are indispensable. Now that the formation has been broken, the other Xuanyi monks were shocked. They were not idiots and fled in all directions.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to run away." Huilan pointed at the crescent-shaped sword in front of her, and at the same time, she herself swayed and caught up from behind.
"Ah!" A miserable cry rang out.
Blood spurted out. This beautiful enchanting cultivator was as delicate as a flower, but her attacks were very ruthless. Five more people were quickly killed. It turns out that the cultivators in the late stage of the true master were not soft persimmons, but under her hands, they were not the enemies of both parties.
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With a flash of the sword, the opponent's magic weapon can be split into two halves. After losing the treasure, the opponent will naturally become a lamb to be slaughtered.
After only half a cup of tea, there was only one survivor left. This short guy was obviously good at escape techniques, and he was familiar with the terrain, so he had not died yet.
However, Huilan was naturally unwilling to let her go. It was not because this woman was so bloodthirsty, but because she was afraid that she would be troubled by helpers when she returned! So she wanted to kill her.
Seeing this woman chasing after her, the remaining monk in black robes turned red in the face, and he didn't know if he was frightened to the point of unconsciousness, so he ran towards the bamboo forest to the south without any choice.
The bamboo there is very strange, it is actually blood red. A gust of wind blows by, making a rustling sound, which is faintly like the cry of ghosts.
This bloody bamboo forest is also a forbidden area of the Lost Sect. Normally, ordinary disciples are strictly prohibited from setting foot in it, but now in order to escape for their lives, that guy didn't care what the rules were.
Princess Molang was naturally even less aware of the inside story, so she pursued him without any hesitation.
Although she had a vague feeling of uneasiness when she entered the bamboo forest, as the saying goes, those who are talented are bold, but this woman didn't take it to heart.
The spiritual consciousness was released and tightly restrained the monks hundreds of feet away in front of her. Huilan raised her slender hand, and a silver bolt flew out of her sleeve.
With great speed, he arrived behind the black-robed monk like lightning and wrapped around his neck.
With a "swish" sound, a huge head rose into the sky, and blood spilled all over the ground.
Some of them splashed onto a boulder and were actually sucked in by the boulder. The boulder was originally covered with a thick layer of bamboo leaves, but now it fell down inexplicably.
The stone has revealed its original appearance, with many lines on it. At first glance, it looks a bit messy, but upon closer inspection, it appears mysterious and primitive. Not only that, but there is also an indescribable and wild air.