(The names of Feng Xingya and Feng Yunlie in the previous chapter were mismatched and have been modified~)
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The atmosphere is dull and depressing, making people breathless.
The expressions of those important figures from the Qingluan Spirit Clan were as gloomy as water.
"I was careless..."
After a long time, Feng Yunlie spoke softly, breaking the dead silence.
The old man in white hurriedly said: "Young Master, how can I blame you for this matter? No one thought before that the opponent this time would be so difficult."
Feng Yunlie shook his head slightly and said: "If you are wrong, you are wrong. I am responsible for Elder Xingya's death."
As he spoke, he looked towards Fengshan Lake and said, "Can you tell where the other party came from?"
Feng Shanhu said in a deep voice: "Previously, Elder Xingya had suspected that that guy was an old monster who was hiding his cultivation..."
He told the details of the battle one by one, not daring to hide anything.
Feng Yunlie frowned and said: "The Law of Flying Light? Have you ever heard of the power of this great law?"
Everyone shook their heads.
"A great law that can suppress Elder Xingya in terms of speed. It is at least the most powerful law in one star realm. But in the past years, we have never heard of it..."
Feng Yunlie's eyes flashed, "This is undoubtedly abnormal, and Elder Xingya once suspected that the other party had concealed his cultivation, so this is even more abnormal."
"Is it possible that he is afraid that we will find out his identity?"
Someone whispered.
Feng Yunlie's eyes were deep and he said: "Who in this Crow Ridge would be deliberately afraid of being discovered by us?"
The old man in white seemed to realize something, and whispered three words: "The word is coming!"
"It is indeed possible. After all, Crow Ridge is located in the Tianqi Star Realm, and Jiutian Pavilion is the master of this world!"
The cold light in Feng Yunlie's eyes surged, "In addition, Yan Daolin once said that he would not be involved in this operation, which seems very strange. Now it seems that this old guy may have evil intentions!"
Some people couldn't help but say: "Young Master, if he takes action on the spot, he won't break up with us. After all, the real opportunity has not yet come true. It would be unwise for him to be exposed at this time."
Feng Yunlie nodded and said: "It is also possible, but I dare to conclude that even if the opponent this time is not Yan Daolin, he must have some relationship with Yan Daolin. Don't forget, in the previous years, this crow
Ling has always been in the hands of Jiutian Pavilion."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions turned ugly.
"Elder Shanhu, can you clearly remember the appearance of your opponent?"
Feng Yunlie asked.
Feng Shanhu said firmly: "Even if he turns into ashes, I can still recognize him!"
"Okay, remember this account first. Let's go to the Wuchao ruins first. If my inference is correct, the opponent will definitely go there as well."
When Feng Yunlie said this, murderous intent surged in his eyes, "At that time, I will settle this account with him!"
He cares more about the opportunity he is exploring this time than revenge!
And according to his deduction, this opportunity will turn out to be true.
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Time passes bit by bit.
One day passed.
The top of the black mountain.
boom!
A Taoist seal spread across the sky, flowing with fairy light. Just the breath that spread out overwhelmed the void.
At the bottom of the Taoist seal, the two small characters of Nanyue shine brightly and are sacred and awe-inspiring.
Su Yi thought.
With a whoosh, the treasure turned into a stream of light, fell into his sleeve and disappeared.
"With my current Dao practice, I can only use half of the power of this treasure, and each time I use it, it can only last for about half a quarter of an hour..."
Su Yi was surprised.
It should be noted that this Nanyue Seal was seriously damaged, but even so, Su Yi tried his best, but could only exert half of its power.
This is too scary.
"It's not where the old guy got this Dao Seal."
Su Yi thought of the old man in animal robes who once controlled the bloody crow to sneak attack on him.
If the opponent did not choose to escape at that time, but instead fought desperately, relying on the power of this Dao Seal, it would indeed be possible for him to be caught off guard!
"However, this treasure is quite advantageous for me."
Su Yi laughed.
He is sure that this Nanyue Seal is a treasure on the road to ascension! It is far more than a Kaio-level treasure and can be called a priceless treasure.
Immediately, Su Yi remembered something. It had already been a day, and the guys from the Qingluan Spirit Clan did not come to take revenge!
Is the other party afraid?
probably not.
The strong men of the Qingluan Spirit Clan have always avenged themselves and will never tolerate or give in.
This is something everyone knows deep in the starry sky.
But now, the other party has held back this tone and did not take revenge immediately. There is only one possibility——
They must have something more important than revenge!
"Is it for that opportunity related to the Immortals... If you put it this way, this opportunity will most likely come out soon."
Su Yi secretly said.
Just as I was thinking about it, a strong medicinal fragrance suddenly hit my nostrils.
Su Yi turned his head and saw that in the pond not far away, the fairy mist was surging, the light was rolling, and the branches and leaves of the feathered magic medicine rooted in it were swaying, and it had reached maturity.
Su Yi stood up and walked forward.
This Emerald Medicine is extremely miraculous. Its stems are blue-green, as clear as jade, and its leaves are shimmering purple. There are seven leaves in total, about the size of a baby's palm, and contain natural Taoist patterns.
It is spreading its branches and leaves, absorbing all the fairy mist in the pond and turning it into part of this magical elixir of emergence.
In the end, under Su Yi's gaze, this feathered magic medicine seemed to come to life, soaring into the sky and trying to snatch it away!
Su Yi raised his hand and turned it over.
A large net intertwined with mystical and forbidden laws engulfed this magical medicine.
Immediately, Su Yi's spiritual consciousness came out and he calmly reacted.
After a while, a strange color appeared on his eyebrows.
This elixir of immortality probably has two wonderful uses. One is to temper and consolidate the foundation of the Dao, and the other is to enhance the ascetic's understanding and control of the power of the Dao!
Moreover, it is aimed at the strong ones in the Ascension Realm!
"After you attain enlightenment and return to the One Realm, pick some leaves and refine them to try out the wonderful effects of this medicine."
While Su Yi was thinking about it, he had already put away the magical elixir of emergence.
Then, without further delay, he swept forward.
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The ruins of Wuchao.
Located in the deepest part of Crow Ridge, this is a huge valley. The ground seems to be sunken, shaped like a nest.
Waves of dazzling fairy light soared into the sky, divine brilliance transpired, and magnificent light rain flowed between heaven and earth like a waterfall.
This scene is so amazing, it illuminates the nearby mountains and rivers as brilliantly as daylight, giving it a divine atmosphere.
The black clouds covering the sky were all washed away by the fairy light, and the mighty blood-colored thunder river turned into a whirlpool with a range of thousands of feet.
Below the whirlpool are the ruins of the Crow Nest!
"The dead souls in the Thunder River were all cultivators of Tianya Mountain during their lifetimes. They are now gathered in the Thunder River, waiting here, obviously waiting for that opportunity to come."
On the outskirts of the Wuchao ruins, Feng Yunlie clasped his hands behind his back, looking at the bloody vortex in the sky, his face unusually solemn.
Dead soul.
Transformed by immortal cultivators who died in the Age of Ending Dharma.
These dead souls are extremely weird and terrifying, full of curses. Not to mention ordinary realm kings, even beings in the cave realm are in danger if they are trapped by these dead souls!
On the way to Crow Ridge, Feng Yunlie and the others encountered more than one group of dead souls, including hordes of blood crows, blood demons appearing in small groups, etc.
"Fortunately, we are well prepared this time. We carry the 'evil-killing gun' that kills spirits, so we are not afraid of those dead souls."
When Feng Yunlie spoke, he looked towards the center of the Wuchao ruins.
The earth there cracked, and an unfathomable ravine appeared. The fairy light rising into the sky emerged from the depths of the ravine.
The place was too bright and gorgeous, with steaming light and breathtaking immortal runes intertwined with it.
Feng Yunlie's eyes became hot, and he said: "I have a hunch that the inheritance jade certificate left by the founder of the Tianya Mountain sect must be among them!"
At this time, the old man in white clothes next to him suddenly reminded him, "Young Master, the people from the Galaxy God Sect are here."
In the distance in the void, a group of figures with terrifying auras came over.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a feathered coat and carrying a giant sword on his back.
His beard and hair are like a halberd, his eyes are like the sun and the moon, and every time he breathes in, he is like wind and thunder.
Rain transforms into life!
The Supreme Elder of the Galaxy God Sect, exists in the later stage of the Cave Realm.
An old antique who disappeared from the world a long time ago.
Now, he has arrived here with a group of realm kings from the Galaxy God Sect.
"Fellow Taoists of the Qingluan Spirit Clan, our swords have no eyes. When we compete for opportunities later, we will each rely on our own abilities!"
In the distance, Yuhuasheng opened his mouth, and the sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the countryside.
"OK."
Feng Yunlie laughed leisurely and looked at ease.
He didn't even bother to say anything more.
In a fight of chance, there is no need to be polite at all. The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. This has been the case in ancient and modern times.
Soon, Yu Huasheng led everyone around him to the other side of the Wuchao ruins.
Not long after, another group of ascetics came.
Those are a group of Realm King Realm beings from the ancient Yu clan.
As one of the eight realm king families in the starry sky, the ancient Yu clan may not be as rich as the Qingluan Spirit clan, but in terms of power, they are not willing to give in too much.
Among the powerful men dispatched by the Yu clan of the ancient clan this time, the leader was a handsome man in Confucian robes, holding a feather fan in his hand, looking elegant and elegant.
When they saw this person, both the strong men from the Qingluan Spirit Clan and the Xinghe Divine Sect frowned.
Yu Qingan!
In the past 30,000 years, the most dazzling king of the Dongyu Realm of the ancient Yu clan!
His seniority may not be high, but his record can be described as Xuanhe, which makes some people in the same situation fear him.
"Senior Yu said it is absolutely true, swords have no eyes, everyone depends on their ability."
Yu Qing'anlang smiled and said.
Yu Huasheng said expressionlessly: "I don't dare to be your Yu Qing'an's senior. In today's starry sky, who doesn't know that among your Yu clan, you, Yu Qing'an, are the most popular?"
Yu Qingan smiled and said hello to Feng Yunlie again.
Feng Yunlie nodded slightly and said nothing.
Not long after the strong men of the ancient Yu clan arrived, a violent roar suddenly occurred deep in the huge ravine.
Like gods and demons roaring, the sky and the earth are shaking.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, an ancient palace shrouded in billowing fairy light slowly emerged from the huge ravine.