"Haha, no matter if it is an immortal palace or not, with soaring auras, there must be a treasure born. I plan to go there myself." Mang Biao laughed.
"Island Master, let me go with you. As for the other brothers staying here to build the palace, if their cultivation level is too low, they will not be able to help in the past, and they will suffer casualties if they encounter danger." Tang Long said in a deep voice.
"No!" Mang Biao glanced at Yang Ji quietly and said through the message, "Don't go. You are the smartest among all the brothers. Just stay on the island and keep an eye on the second island owner."
"I want to go!" Yang Ji raised his head with determination in his eyes.
"You want to go?" Mang Biao was stunned, then suddenly smiled, "Brother, please don't go. Your cultivation level is still too low, and the situation there has not yet been discovered. If you encountered danger in the past, then you won't go."
It's easy to handle. Opportunities are not so easy to come by, so you can stay on the island with peace of mind. If I get a treasure, you will definitely have a share."
"I'm going!" Yang Ji said decisively, with an unusually tough tone.
With a golden finger that penetrates everything, he is not afraid of fixed dangers.
Humanoid weapons were too important. If there was a second volume under the underwater waterfall that suddenly appeared, then he would give it a try no matter what.
This was the first time that Mang Biao saw such a serious look on Yang Ji's face. His eyes flickered slightly, but he refused in his heart: "What will I do if you go and have an accident? I'm still counting on you to treat me."
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Then he laughed dryly and said kindly: "Brother, please don't go. Don't you believe in my strength? I will bring you whatever treasure you want."
"If you don't let me go, then you will never...want me to help you treat you." Yang Ji raised his head and looked at him calmly.
It was such an indifferent look that made Mang Biao's hair grow cold.
"Go, go!" Mang Biao was excited in his heart and nodded repeatedly, "But I have to stay with me, so that I can protect you."
"Yeah." Yang Ji breathed out and nodded.
"Island Master, then me." Tang Long looked at Yang Ji and said.
"Then you go with me, call the other three foundation-building brothers, and set off immediately." Mang Biao acted vigorously, but in fact he was worried that someone would get ahead of him and take away all the treasures.
Tang Long responded and immediately called the three foundation building hall masters.
Seeing everyone gathered together, Mang Biao immediately grabbed Yang Ji and escaped into the sky.
A group of six people flew towards Wangmo Island at high speed.
Everyone flew for a day and a night, and finally saw Wangmo Island in the early morning of the second day.
It was also from a distance that I saw the sea waterfall formed by the high bulging underground rock formations above the sea.
It’s hard to believe that you can see this spectacular sight of “water flowing down three thousand feet” in the deep sea.
Yang Ji and others saw clearly from the air that the bulging cliffs on both sides of the waterfall were three thousand feet wide, and the abyss-like cracks were ten thousand feet long.
Bursts of spiritual light burst out from inside, making the entire area around Wangmo Island shine in bright white, making it extremely sacred.
The sea water from all directions poured down along the spiritual light, seemingly blocked by a force, and actually formed endless white waves.
Over the waterfall, many figures were floating in the sky, densely packed like locusts. It is estimated that half of the monks in the demonic sea area have arrived.
"Zen Temple on Luoyun Island, Qingyuan on Qingfeng Island, and Liu Duanqing on Lihen Island. These guys are all still here. Fortunately, we caught up."
Seeing this scene, Mang Biao patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, as if the baby had been saved.
At the same time, I was slightly confused. It had been several days, why hadn't everyone started taking action?
Still waiting and watching?
Seeing this, Mang Biao took Yang Ji and flew to the side of an old cultivator wearing a purple Taoist robe. The old cultivator was holding a fly whisk in one hand and stroking his white beard with the other. He looked kind and had a slight smile on his face, as if he was an accomplished cultivator.
Taoist master.
"Master Zen, what's the situation now? Why haven't you guys taken any action?" Mang Biao said carelessly.
"Oh, it turns out to be fellow Daoist Mang." When the old Taoist heard this, Ruhe smiled and pointed to the waterfall below and said, "The aura below is soaring to the sky, and there is a mysterious strangulation force. No one can fly down at all."
"Can't even those three people over there fly down?" Mang Biao said, pouting forward slightly.
"No way!" Zen Guan shook his head.
Yang Ji followed their gazes and saw three monks who were full of spiritual energy and extremely majestic.
The middle-aged monk on the left has a burly figure, with half of his exposed body covered in muscles, while the other half is covered in battle armor, with yellow light all over his body, making him look very domineering.
An old man on the right has red hair, wearing a red robe, his eyes are like fire, and he looks very majestic. There is a ball of fire under his feet, like a star, always exuding a scorching breath.
As for the old man in the middle, he looks much more ordinary. He wears a simple white robe and looks ordinary, but there is a sharp aura between his eyebrows.
Yang Ji only took a few glances, but the pressure from the opponent's superior aura and absolute strength made his breathing stagnate.
It's so strong, its momentum alone is frightening.
These three are undoubtedly the True Monarch of Nascent Soul.
Seeing Yang Ji's slightly frightened gaze, Mang Biao chuckled and said: "The one on the left is True Lord Nankui of Nanyuan Sect, the one on the right is True Lord Chihuo of Evergreen Sect, and the one in the middle is Canglan.
Zong’s Linggu True Lord, these three great Lords respectively guard the three largest islands in the Monster Sea, but I didn’t expect that they would all come.”
"In addition, there are many masters from these seven gangs and eighteen guilds. You must follow me closely when we go down."
Following Mang Biao's gaze, Yang Ji also saw the powerful Jin Dan masters in the sky, and nodded immediately.
"The aura has faded." Yang Ji pointed at the waterfall and found that the white waves stirred up had become smaller and the aura was shrinking rapidly.
"Now!" The three Nascent Soul Sovereigns suddenly shouted, and immediately turned into escaping light, following the shrinking aura, hoping to use the aura to guide them and lead them to find the treasure.
"Haha, let's go!" There was Nascent Soul Master leading the way, and at that moment, dozens of Jindan Masters turned into streams of light and followed.
"Fellow Taoist Mang, let's go too." Zen Guan smiled, waved the dust fly in his hand, and flew down towards the waterfall.
"Brother Yang, let's go!" Mang Biao led Yang Ji, riding the momentum of the flying roll, into the waterfall with a bang.
The crowd was extremely fast, and they descended five thousand feet along the crack. Various information flashed rapidly in Yang Ji's eyes. Just when he saw the [broken space restriction that was mostly destroyed by the earthquake], he heard a bang, and Mang Biao was already leading him.
Break through the restrictions and enter.
The scene in front of them changed for a while, and when it stopped turning, everyone had arrived at an underground world.
At first glance, the scene before you is quite fantastic.
I thought the underground world was dark and stuffy, but what I saw in front of me was a bright light.
Glowing blue grass is everywhere, colorful mushrooms of various colors are as tall as three people, unknown insects that flash like jellyfish are all over the sky, and all kinds of low vegetation are vigorous and vigorous, as if
Like a ten thousand year old tree.
The scene before my eyes felt like I was in a fantasy paradise, it was amazing.