You must know that this Medicine King Cauldron is the most important treasure of the entire Qinglian Fairyland.
The status is even worse than the innate decree of South China Sea Wonderland!
It is really rare for outsiders to meet him.
Not to mention taking it away from the Qinglian Fairyland. Unless the Qinglian Fairyland is destroyed, not a single monk here will die.
"Could it be that the goddess thinks that this Green Lotus Fairyland is the second overseas fairyland that is about to be destroyed in the general trend?"
Wenren Mu Xue frowned slightly and murmured.
Dongfang Yanran, who had been silent all this time, suddenly flashed her beautiful eyes.
"The Green Lotus Fairyland, the mystery of the situation, and the two figures crisscrossing the sky over the fairy island in the painting..."
In her mind, the general situation foreshadowed by the picture scroll about the Qinglian Fairyland quickly emerged.
Could it be that one of the two figures crisscrossing the island is the devil buried underground?
But who is the other one?
There were also those warships that surrounded the entire Qinglian Wonderland. She initially thought that these warships came from the Four Seas Wonderland and were forces and sects that came to participate in this Tianbang competition.
However, through all the experiences she experienced here, she gradually discovered that these overseas monks who came to Qinglian Fairyland had never gone there by warship.
For the overseas fairyland, once a warship is sacrificed, it is a declaration of war.
Therefore, the real crisis in Qinglian Wonderland has not yet arrived.
The heartbeat of the demon god just means the beginning.
"No, we have to rescue Lu Fan quickly and get out of here!"
She turned around and was about to leave.
"Boom!"
From the direction of the battlefield, there was suddenly a muffled thunderous sound.
Everyone stopped talking and turned to look at the sky.
The originally clear sky was actually shrouded in layers of dense dark clouds.
The dark clouds seemed to appear out of thin air, dyeing the entire sky above the battlefield an invisible ink color.
Dark clouds swirled in the sky, forming a huge abyss of thick ink, pointing the mouth of the abyss at the battlefield, continuously swirling and condensing, releasing streaks of white lightning, which quickly bombarded the center of the battlefield.