After the soul-devouring marten left Yuwen Zhouyuan, it had been lying on the top of a pillar, motionless as if asleep.
Just when Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao was impatient to wait, it suddenly flew up and rushed into Haifeng's arms. Haifeng hugged it, as if he had finally found someone to talk to, "Lightning, Haifeng is dying, brother."
What the hell, there's no news yet..." Soul-eating Diaogu opened his round eyes and whispered softly.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao pointed at Huanchen and said loudly: "Haifeng, look!"
Haifeng hurriedly floated over and saw the phantom dust ball in the corner rolling rapidly. She screamed with excitement: "Brother is coming out! Brother is coming out!"
A trace of golden light emerged from the illusory dust, and gradually the golden light became stronger.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao grabbed Haifeng and flew back quickly. Haifeng didn't understand why and shouted: "Brother Lu, don't pull Haifeng, I want to welcome my brother!"
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao's vision was extraordinary after all, and he shouted: "That's the precious light of the Heart Lotus Seat. A powerful guy from the Illusion Sect has come out! Be careful!"
The intense golden light stung people so much that they couldn't open their eyes. The soul-eating marten screamed happily, broke away from Haifeng's arms and jumped into the golden light.
The golden light dissipated in an instant, and Yuwen Zhouyuan hugged the Soul-Eating Marten with a smile and said: "Brother, Haifeng, haha, I almost missed you, haha." He seemed very happy. This trip to the secret cave was extremely dangerous but the rewards were also great.
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Haifeng also rushed over with the Soul-eating Marten. He hugged Yuwen Zhouyuan's neck and neither let go nor spoke. Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and patted his back, "Haifeng, are you good...
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Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao said: "Brother, why did it take so long? What happened? Did you meet someone from the Illusionary Sect?" He is worthy of being a senior expert, and his guess is very accurate.
Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled and said: "Brother, don't ask, it's really dangerous inside, and I won't be able to get out if I'm lucky."
Haifeng leaned into Yuwen Zhouyuan's ear and whispered: "Brother, don't leave Haifeng alone in the future, it will make Haifeng anxious to death. Brother, next time let Haifeng go to the soul-suppressing pearl to cultivate, so that Haifeng can always follow brother
Already."
"Haha, okay, but I don't know how to let Haifeng go in." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao smiled on the side and said: "It's very simple. I'll teach you a magic trick to ensure that you can take him in." He made a gesture and said a magic spell.
Yuwen Zhouyuan asked in surprise: "Brother, why do you know how to use the treasures of the Illusionary Sect?"
Wen Sheng Lu laughed happily: "After being trapped in the illusion of the Illusionary Sect for so long, who doesn't know what they have?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "Haifeng wants to go in now?"
Haifeng smiled coquettishly and said, "Okay, Lightning and I will go in together."
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao hurriedly stopped him and said: "Don't go in, don't go in now, wait until I'm free, and the little guy can go in again. Countless soul souls have been absorbed into the soul-suppressing bead, and the little guy won't be able to bear it if he goes in now.
There will be no problem if the owner of the soul-suppressing bead can help."
Haifeng was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue and said, "Thank you, Brother Lu, for reminding me. Haifeng is most afraid of fighting." After saying that, she flew up and jumped onto Yuwen Zhouyuan's shoulder, still shrinking into a little boy with thumbs.
Yuwen Zhouyuan asked: "How should we go? Does eldest brother know?"
"Go to the passage on the left. Brother, how did you get the Heart Lotus Xiangzuo? This is the legendary Buddha treasure. There is an elder of the Illusion Sect who was born in the Buddha Sect. It seems that he must be finished to take this
Plant a treasure and leave it in a secret cave."
Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled but did not answer, changed the subject and said: "Brother, do you know the ancestor of the Skeleton Demon Soul?"
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao shook his head and said: "Who is that guy? What a loud tone."
Haifeng said: "Is there any relationship between the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor and the Skeleton Demon Soul Wand? Brother, where did you hear about it?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan now knows that after Lu Tongtian became a demon, only the people of the Illusion Sect and himself understood his origins, and it was impossible for others to know. He said: "The Skeleton Demon Soul Wand is the ancestor of the Skeleton Demon Soul.
The Dual God, it is said that he will be born soon."
Although Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao didn't know what the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor was, he was very clear about the Skeleton Demon Soul Wand. Now that he heard that the Skeleton Demon Soul Wand was the second soul of the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor, he
He asked: "The devil's dual spirit? The devil is the ancestor of the skeleton devil soul? Who has practiced the devil's way and is so powerful? Could it be..." There was a vague feeling in his heart.
The three people and one beast flew forward along the passage.
Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly stopped and said, "There are traces here again. This person is very strange. He seems to be very familiar with the environment here."
Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others have been walking around the ruins for a long time. Even Haifeng is a little confused about the direction. There are too many passages here, criss-crossing and layer upon layer. It is much more complicated than a maze.
The traces Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered were the ones they saw before entering the Great Illusionary Realm. It was obvious that they were traces left by monks.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao nodded and said: "This person must be injured. It seems that he flew a certain distance and then fell to the ground."
Haifeng said: "Look at that wall, it's the handprint left by that person."
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the fingerprints and pondered for a while, but couldn't figure out the reason, so he smiled and said: "What are we doing? It seems we want to track this person. Haha, let's find a way to get out first. Don't wander around here.
Already."
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao also woke up and laughed: "Haha, what I said is right, hey! Curiosity is really harmful, let's go without wasting time!"
Fortunately, Haifeng had come down from the ruins before. He had spent a lot of effort and energy to enter the ruins and was relatively familiar with the conditions inside.
The three of them found a large altar, and Haifeng shouted: "This is the big altar. Haifeng knows the way out." As long as he found the reference object, he immediately clarified his thoughts.
Haifeng flew up and said with a smile: "Haifeng leads the way, brother, follow me."
This road spiraled up and down, left and right, and Haifeng seemed very familiar with it. In fact, this was the passage she had planned to pass through before, and he had already remembered it by heart.
Even so, the three of them spent a long time and encountered several ordinary formations along the way. With Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao, a great master of formations, they passed through it effortlessly. Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao also
By the way, he guided Yuwen Zhouyuan on the knowledge of formations.
A very spacious passage appeared in front of them, and Haifeng said excitedly: "We have reached the top level, and beyond that is the Tongtian Gobi."
Yuwen Zhouyuan was also very happy and said with a smile: "Haha, let's go up first and talk about it later. I haven't been to the legendary Gobi Desert yet."
Just as Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao was about to speak, the entire site suddenly shook.
Haifeng was timid and flew back to Yuwen Zhouyuan's shoulder like an arrow, asking in a low voice: "What's the matter?" Now as long as there is a slight disturbance, he will immediately return to Yuwen Zhouyuan's shoulder, as if that is where he is safe.
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The shaking sound was like the earth breaking apart, and large rocks fell down with the shaking sound, making the passage bang and bang.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand and split the falling stone, wondering in his heart: "Could it be that the devil is born? Oh, I'm not ready yet."
The walls of the passage made a cracking sound. Everyone knows that the passages here are reinforced by secret methods, and it is generally impossible to crack.
Haifeng shouted: "Listen...it's thunder!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted: "Brother, let's rush outside!" As soon as he finished speaking, the thick soil containing virtue sword came out in response.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao was so courageous that he neither wore armor nor used a flying sword, so he responded: "Okay, let's go! Huh? I can actually imagine the magic of the sword. I really didn't expect it..."
Seeing that he was still caring about Yu Wen Zhouyuan's Jian Wu at this critical moment, Haifeng couldn't help but admire him, the master was different after all.
Thunder could be heard faintly from above. Every time there was a burst of thunder, the passage would shake. The vision was filled with dust and mist, and the gravel above the head fell down with a "crash".
Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted: "Haifeng points the direction, brother, let's go!" He took the lead and rushed forward.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao followed closely behind, still thinking: This little brother is surprising in every way, he actually knows the sword technique from a million years ago.
Haifeng shouted: "Everyone, be careful, your skills will weaken after you go up..." Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao and Yu Wen Zhouyuan did not understand what he meant.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao said: "Is the exit ahead?"
Haifeng said: "Through the hexagonal patio, you can lead to the ground." The passage shook violently again, more earth and stones fell down, and the thunder could be heard more clearly.
Yuwen Zhouyuan said curiously: "There seems to be a magic weapon fight outside, let's hurry up!"
The three people quickly rushed up from the vertical patio. The moment they reached the ground, everyone felt their bodies sink.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao replied: "There is a forbidden curse on it. Well, my skill has been reduced by at least one-third. It's okay, it's just a little bit more difficult!" Only then did the two of them understand what Haifeng said just now.
The ruins of the Illusionary Sect on the ground cover a vast area. When Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around, there were broken walls and ruins everywhere, and it was almost impossible to see the edges. The sky in the distance was densely packed with people, and the lightning and thunder were deafening and crisscrossed.
The interlaced five-color sword energy is dazzling.
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao said in surprise: "Why are there so many monks gathered here?" He couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.
Immediately, several monks flew over quickly. Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself: "I must be holding back my breath." They greeted them, but Yu Wenzhouyuan didn't recognize any of the people who came, and didn't know which sect they were from.
The way he dresses is also strange.
Haifeng whispered in Yuwen Zhouyuan's ear: "Looking at their clothes, they seem to be monks from Beiming Sanctuary..."
Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao's long hair was fluttering, and he was in front of those monks in an instant. Yu Wen Zhouyuan didn't know how to teleport, so he hurriedly followed.
As long as you are a monk, you will understand what teleportation means. You must have a cultivation level of the True Lord stage or above. Those who can achieve this kind of cultivation must be a master-level figure in the world of cultivation.