"This matter is too risky. I heard that the Mulan people have been recharging their energy during this period and may be ready to take action again!"
"Now the edge of the grassland is the real dangerous place! I'm afraid there are a lot of magicians of the same level as us gathered."
The cold-faced monk shook his head and said, seeming to be really worried about this matter: "If we are discovered, even if we can escape with our lives, it will be difficult for us to escape unscathed."
When Lin Mo saw this, his eyes rolled slightly, then he slowly stood up and said slowly: "In this case, Brother Nanlong still plans to go to Mulan Grassland."
"It seems that there is really something extraordinary in that place. Otherwise, Brother Nanlong would not take such a risk."
"Haha, Brother Wang understands my thoughts best. Have any of my fellow Taoists heard of the name of Master Cang Kun?"
Nanlong Hou changed the topic and said a name that was somewhat familiar to everyone.
"Master Cangkun, that Tiannan cultivator who defeated both the good and the evil five thousand years ago?"
An old woman who had been silent until now suddenly became moved after hearing these words, and her cloudy pupils became much clearer.
"Hey, the place we are going to this time is a secret cave that Master Cang Kun carefully arranged before his death." Nanlong Hou said solemnly.
"Isn't it possible that the madman was attacked and killed by many monks because he offended the public?"
The old woman shook her head like she was playing a drum and said in disbelief.
Nanlonghou heard this and smiled softly.
Just as he was about to explain, another old man in white shirt present who had reached the middle stage of his cultivation suddenly spoke.
"Master Cang Kun was not killed back then. Instead, he was forced to self-destruct the two puppets he was practicing, and then used the means of concealing the truth to escape."
"Fellow Taoist Nanlong and I found his final resting place and learned from the information left behind. After this Master disappeared that year, he actually paid attention to the Falling Demon Valley. He risked his life and broke into this valley.
And he also became the first person to survive the Demonic Valley."
"How is it possible to survive from the Devil's Valley!"
When she heard the words Fallen Demon Valley, the old woman screamed sharply, her face full of excitement.
Everyone present, except Lin Mo, took a deep breath.
These people were shocked by the news and were thinking about whether the news was true or false.
For a moment they couldn't help but look at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
There are dangers everywhere in this Devil-falling Valley, and even a monk as strong as the Nascent Soul Stage cannot escape safely.
And if you can come out alive, you must be carrying some kind of treasure and secret.
This made the Nascent Soul cultivators present greedy.
Yan Ruyan beside her was not dazzled by joy, but turned to look at Lin Mo.
From his pupils, Lin Mo could see that he was also eager to try.
In Yan Ruyan's opinion, although going to Mulan Grassland is risky, compared with those treasures.
This risk is negligible.
And this opportunity is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so naturally no one will give it up.
Marquis Nanlong looked at everyone's reactions and was quite satisfied.
"Since no one has quit, there is one thing I want to make clear to you in advance!"
"If everything goes well into the cave, the two of us will each pick one of the treasures inside, and the rest will be divided equally!"
Listening to Nanlong Hou's words, Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "I, Wang Tiangu, agreed!"
Yan Ruyan on the side rolled her eyes at Lin Mo, moved her red lips slightly, and also echoed.
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Time passed and a few days later.
Lin Mo, who was covered by the silver moon, exuded a faint black-red blood light.
The strong murderous aura wrapped around his body.
Even Nangong Wan couldn't recognize Lin Mo here.
Lin Mo led Yan Ruyan and left the attic.
The two people turned into two arcs of light and fled towards a hill thousands of miles away to the south of Tiantian City.
It takes half a cup of tea.
When Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan arrived, they found that everyone was already here.
Nanlonghou and the old man in white shirt stood at the front.
The cultivation of both of them is in the middle stage of Yuanying, and they are the highest among all the Yuanying monks present.
Nature comes first.
Today's Nanlong Marquis is not that conspicuous, only wearing a light yellow Confucian scholar's attire.
And after seeing the arrival of Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan.
Marquis Nanlong was also very decisive, with a smile on his face: "We are all here, let's go now!"
As soon as the words fell, the group of seven people instantly turned into a phantom, quietly left Tiantian City, and headed south towards the Mulan Grassland.
The countries of the Nine-Nation Alliance that are adjacent to the Mulan Grassland are not really bordering on territory, but are separated by nearly ten thousand miles of loess wilderness.
There is little vegetation in this area, the loess is flying all year round, and there are constant winds.
Naturally, it became a place where the Nine Nations Alliance and the magicians fought.
Over the years, countless cultivators have died here.
Even when the Mulan people didn't invade, this place was extremely dangerous.
For many reasons, there are many monks and magicians from both sides wandering back and forth in this land.
Some are for blatant killings to seize treasures, and some are for breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation in the thin line between life and death.
Whatever the reason, one thing remains the same.
Then the monks and magicians who come here are very confident in their own strength.
Otherwise, coming here is just to die.
Most of the monks here are foundation-building monks, and occasionally there are a few pill-forming monks.
Often when a pill-forming monk appears, the low-level immortal cultivators here will immediately hide away for fear of harming the fish in the pond.
As for the old monsters at the level of Nascent Soul, they will not easily appear in such a place where they are having small fights.
So when Marquis Nanlong led a group of people into this area, the monks naturally couldn't think of the Yuanying monk.
The distance of only ten thousand miles can be easily traversed by Lin Mo and other Nascent Soul stage monks in half a day.
Therefore, the seven of them were not in a hurry and just fled forward at normal speed.
Marquis Nanlong and the old man in white shirt led the way, while Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan were behind.
Along the way, I also met many low-level monks.
Everyone ignored it and turned into a phantom, flying over their heads.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Suddenly, there was a roaring sound in the distance.
Following closely behind, the yellow wind came overwhelmingly, reaching a height of more than a hundred feet.
Wherever it passed, there were flying sand and rocks and billowing yellow dust, like an evil dragon emerging from the world, and the evil aura was strong.
Some nearby foundation-building monks.
There was no chance to dodge at all, and he was swallowed directly by the strong wind.
There was only a shrill scream.
Looking at the huge strong wind in the distance, everyone paused in mid-air.
"It seems like there's a strong wind ahead, something's not right!"
The old man named Yun narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.
"Strong wind, what do you mean? Isn't it normal for it to be windy here?"
Marquis Nanlong said a little strangely. After saying that, he also released his spiritual consciousness and looked into the distance.
He knew that the old man in white shirt would not say this for no reason.
Yan Ruyan's heart moved slightly and she couldn't help but look at Lin Mo beside her.
Lin Mo nodded slightly towards Yan Ruyan.
Seeing Lin Mo's reaction, Yan Ruyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Isn't there something wrong with this wind? It's definitely not a natural strong wind!"
The old woman collected her consciousness and said with a gloomy face.
As soon as her spiritual consciousness entered the wind and sand, the old woman felt dizzy and could only vaguely sense the distance of several tens of feet.
And when you look deeper, it's the same situation, like a fog.
The leader, Marquis Nanlong, and the middle-aged monk in white looked at each other.
They all saw surprise in each other's eyes.
"This is the wind spirit technique of the Mulan people. The magician who fought with me before used this kind of "worldly" spiritual technique."
"Once this spiritual technique is used, it can not only isolate the spiritual consciousness, but the yellow sand and strong wind in it can also protect the body and trap the enemy!"
Speaking of this, Marquis Nanlong's face darkened: "However, the astonishing yellow sand in front of you seems to have expanded the range of spiritual magic a hundred times a thousand times, which is a bit weird."
The monks of the Mulan people all call themselves Dharma masters.
The old man in white clothes beside him also nodded and replied: "My fellow Taoist is right. In my opinion, this technique is so powerful. I don't know how many monks are hidden in it!"
The old woman was surprised and asked: "Why did the Mulan people send out so many people?"
Lin Mo stepped forward slowly and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Mrs. Tai, it has been a hundred years since the last truce with the Mulan people!"
Speaking of this, Lin Mo imitated Wang Tiangu and sneered: "If the guess is correct, it may not take long for a new round of battle to begin!"
Marquis Nanlong murmured, with a hint of helplessness on his face: "What Brother Wang said is true, but I don't know how many monks will die this time!"
Compared to Nanlong Hou's melancholy, the old man in white shirt waved his hand and said solemnly: "Let's think about how to go next!"
"Right now we have two ways. The first is to go back the way we came, and the second is to take action directly and break through!"
Everyone looked at each other.
The war with the Mulan people will not end in just a few years.
If we turn back now, we don’t know when we will be able to come here again.
At this moment, the old man in white clothes looked deeply at Lin Mo, and then stood up.
"In my opinion, if you hide your figure, see if you can pass through from the side!"
"As long as you can avoid the Muran people's vanguard, you can definitely avoid the Muran people and easily take the treasure and leave!"
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other with hesitation in their eyes.
But after thinking about it for a while, this is obviously the best way.
After all, no one is willing to give up this precious opportunity.
"Crash!"
As various colored light curtains flashed by, the group of people instantly converged on their martial arts aura, hid their figures, and disappeared in an instant.
The distance of more than a hundred miles was reached in the blink of an eye.
The gray and heavy wind and sand seem to appear from the sky as demons appear, pressing faintly from a distance.
Before the yellow sand arrived, waves of wind pillars soaring into the sky came roaring first.
The diameter of these wind pillars is more than ten feet in diameter, and the diameter of small ones is several feet in diameter.
There were vague shadows moving around, and it seemed that there were magicians hiding among them.
However, these magicians obviously did not notice the group of Nascent Soul monks and fled straight ahead.
And during this moment of delay, boundless sand and fog fell from the sky, drowning everyone in it.
The surroundings immediately became extremely bleak, and there was a dull, dark yellow color everywhere, which was extremely depressing.
"Be careful, the wind and sand are weird and can block your spiritual consciousness!"
Marquis Nanlong greeted calmly: "Don't get separated!"
Although it is easy for everyone to break through this shabu, but in this way, everyone's whereabouts will be exposed.
Fortunately, these yellow sands should blow over quickly, so Lin Mo and others could only close the distance, continue to hide their figures, and move forward cautiously.
Suddenly, Lin Mo raised his head and looked at a void not far away. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, revealing a smile.
There, there is a huge creature hiding in the space.
If it weren't for my strong spiritual consciousness, I might not be able to discover it.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Mo's figure disappeared without a trace in the wind and sand.
After a while, the place immediately returned to calm.
"Crack!"
Following a series of harsh clicks, a large black hole appeared without any warning.
A giant black insect with a body length of about six feet and a width of about four feet and a flat body.
The insect crawled out of the void.
Its face is full of ferocity, and its triangular head, in addition to a dozen yellowish compound eyes, also has several slender tentacles and a pair of huge sharp fangs, with a cold light flashing above it, making it scary.
On the back of the monster insect, there are still three figures of different heights standing. One of them is covered in dazzling white light, which makes people dare not look directly at them. The other person's whole body is covered in a strange green mist, and his figure is vague.
The last person, with light blue arcs all over his body, was beating like a god of thunder.
"Great Master, are you going to let them go like this? This is not good!"
The figure covered in white light looked at the direction where Lin Mo and other monks disappeared and spoke, with a hint of worry in his words.
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And on the other side.
"Okay, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
Marquis Nanlong, who was leading the way, saw the wind and sand dissipating behind him, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.
Then the escape speed slowed down.
Such a large amount of mana was consumed for such a long time, even Nanlong Hou, who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, was a little overwhelmed.
The others were not much better, and their escape speed also slowed down.
Lin Mo has abundant spiritual energy, and the amount of spiritual energy consumed by simply flying away is not worth mentioning.
However, Yan Ruyan on the side looked slightly pale.
It was obvious that Yan Ruyan couldn't hold on at such a fast speed.
After all, Yan Ruyan didn't have much time to break through the Nascent Soul stage.
Not enough spiritual energy.
"Yes. Nothing happened when we got here. Even if those Mulan people regret it, they won't be able to catch up with us."
The dark-skinned man spoke softly, but he thought he was out of danger.
The old man in white shirt at the front shook his head: "Don't take it lightly, huh?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and looked.
"Boom!"
Following an ear-piercing blast, a boundless white light flashed, and a hearse the size of three people appeared.
It was running towards everyone at an extremely fast speed.
"No, this is the wind chariot, and it's filled with Nascent Soul stage monks!"
The old man in white shirt exclaimed. He immediately recognized the flying object and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Lin Mo glanced over with his spiritual consciousness and said calmly: "There are five early Yuanying monks who are invincible!"
"Don't fight. We won't be able to escape in a short time. Let's escape separately!"
Nanlong Hou said in a hurry, and then immediately took out the jade slips: "Here are a few jade slips, one for each person, with an address written down in them. We will meet here again three days after we separate."
During this delay, the wind chariot in the distance was clearly visible.
"Fellow Taoists, take care of yourself. See you in three days."
Marquis Nanlong didn't waste any more time, and his whole body was covered with golden light, which shot out diagonally.
The old man in white clothes turned into a white rainbow with a gloomy face and walked away, but he was walking in a different direction from Nanlong Hou.
After the old woman and others took the jade slip, no one said anything, and they also activated their secret skills and dispersed.
The dark-faced man's body erupted with light yellow spiritual fire that was several feet high. He threw himself towards the ground below, and he disappeared directly into the ground. He actually used the Earth Escape Technique and walked away.
In an instant, several Nascent Soul cultivators had demonstrated their own methods.
Quickly disappeared from Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan.
Lin Mo took his time, looked at the people in front of him, and waved his right hand.
A cloud of blood mist instantly wrapped around the two of them.
In the flash of blood, the two of them turned into a shadow and disappeared directly from the spot.
And when everyone left.
The huge hearse also arrived belatedly.
The appearance of the treasure car was also revealed.
The whole thing is a pure white square beast chariot. There is no spirit beast in front. Instead, on both sides of the beast chariot, there are a pair of dark red wooden wings measuring seven to eight feet in length. Runes are fluttering on them and fluorescence flows.
It was obviously forged from the bones of a spiritual beast.
Looking at the fleeing people, the windmill stopped, with white light flashing on it.
Three men and one woman immediately stepped down.
The four of them looked at each other, and after discussing for a moment, they turned into a shadow and fled forward.
And the windmill suddenly swayed slightly, white light flashed on it, and it suddenly chased in the direction of Lin Mo.
Look at this scene in front of you.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a low voice: "I delivered it to my door!"
Yan Ruyan beside her was shocked and asked quickly: "Do you want to kill him?"
"I'm not in the habit of running away!"
Lin Mo sneered, then swayed and fled not far away.
Although murderous thoughts have arisen in his heart, he still has to stay away from Nanlong Hou and others first.
If it is revealed that he is not Wang Tiangu, it will cause a lot of trouble.
Therefore, Lin Mo deliberately slowed down. In this way.
There were two light groups, with the blood light in front and the white light behind. After being separated by a distance of more than ten miles, the two began to escape and chase each other.
Lin Mo felt the pursuit of the Mulan Nascent Soul cultivator behind him, and couldn't help but murmured: "It should be far enough from here!"
Thinking of this, Lin Mo immediately stopped.
He turned around and looked at the shadow behind him from a distance.
"go!"
Lin Mo waved with one hand, and seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords flew out of the air, entwined with dazzling golden evil-warming divine thunder.
There was a loud chant, and with the flash of sword light, all the swords joined together and turned into a huge blue rainbow wave more than a hundred feet long, rolling towards the opposite side.
Feeling the power of the evil-dispelling divine thunder, the monk Mulan Yuanying in the wind chariot obviously did not dare to be careless.
I saw the wooden wings of the windmill move slightly, and instantly it shot backwards more than ten feet away.
Then a white light shined from the car, and a figure suddenly flew out of the white light and floated on top of the speeding car.
At this time, the giant cyan rainbow formed by the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword had also shot towards him, striking down head on.
Seeing this, the figure on the speeding car calmly raised one hand.
The blue light suddenly appeared, and a dark blue light curtain appeared several feet above his head. The moment the blue rainbow hit the light curtain, a bursting sound burst out.
Although this light curtain does not stop shaking and shining, but at the same time.
The power of golden thunder surged past the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.
"Crack!"
As a series of harsh roars sounded, the golden thunder intertwined with each other.
Directly blast the light curtain into pieces.
Seeing the photomask being destroyed.
The mage's expression changed slightly and he exclaimed: "What a trick!"
Then he shot a magic spell with one hand and landed on the wind chariot.
I saw it shrinking rapidly, and after a moment it was only the size of a palm, and it automatically fell into the hands of the sorcerer.
This is an old man in his sixties, with some weird cyan tattoos on both sides of his cheeks, and wearing a strange blue brocade shirt.
Looking at his cultivation alone, he is actually a monk at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage.
It is obviously about to break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
But despite this, it is still a bit fanciful to want to survive from Lin Mo.
The sorcerer was seen raising a round bead the size of a fist, and wisps of surging spiritual power continued to pour out of it.
A huge blue python is constantly wrapping around the body.
Wherever it passed, cold fog surged.
Waves of ice also set off along with the ground.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, this thing is a good thing, maybe it can increase the power of his Yin Yang Liang Yi bottle.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo shook slightly.
Dry blue wind thunder wings appeared behind him instantly.
Blue wings appeared behind him instantly.
The wings flapped slightly, instantly raising a blue shadow and disappearing directly.
When Lin Mo appeared again, he was already in front of Master Mulan.
"you!!!"
Lin Mo's sudden appearance really startled him.
As a practitioner, he would never have thought that someone would give up the magic and choose to fight with the body.
The layers of turbulent colored glaze light wrapped around Lin Mo's body.
The powerful breath oppressed him and made him unable to breathe.
Seeing Lin Mo choose the method of "risking his life".
A hint of ferocity flashed in Brother Mulan's eyes, and he stopped talking nonsense and immediately raised the blue orb in his hand.
Opening his mouth slightly, a mouthful of essence and blood instantly sprayed onto the blue orb.
The orb flashed with blue light and spun rapidly out of thin air. Blue filaments flew out from the bead. In the blink of an eye, a ten-foot-long blue silk screen appeared under the light curtain.
At the same time, the old man muttered something in his mouth, and after making a seal with his hands, the blue light from his body shot up into the sky, forming a huge blue light group, floating unsteadily on the old man's head.
"Little tricks!"
Lin Mo chuckled, waved his right hand, and eight dry blue sword flames instantly appeared in his hand.
They were intertwined in an instant and soon condensed into one.
Wisps of crisp sound cracking through the air sounded, golden evil-warming divine thunder.
"call out!"
The dry blue sword flame stabbed hard, and the aqua blue light curtain was split into two with almost no obstruction.
The evil-dispelling divine thunder landed on the old man's chest.
"Damn!!!"
He only had time to scream in agony before his body was destroyed.
A blue shadow instantly escaped from his mouth, followed closely by a pitch black hill, which instantly flew out of his body.
The black hill grew in the wind, and in an instant it was dozens of feet in size, and it continued to grow.
But the old man Yuanying didn't hesitate at all and turned around and ran away.
"What kind of existence did I provoke!"
"Why do you only have the initial cultivation level of Nascent Soul? This strength is comparable to that of a divine master!"
Among the Mulan people, only those who have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage are called guru, and those who have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage are called great masters.
Divine Master.
Looking at the fleeing monks, Lin Mo looked calm and waved his right hand.
A Yimu divine thunder shot out of his hand, like a green dragon, and rushed towards the old Yuanying.
At this moment, the pitch-black mountain peak appeared above Lin Mo's head.
It was completely dark and extremely stressful.
Next to her, Yan Ruyan's spiritual power surged out of her body, and blood-red light wrapped around her body.
Wisps of blood condensed into arms, grabbing towards the black mountain peak.
Obviously he wanted to help Lin Mo resist the falling of the black mountain peak.
Lin Mo glanced at the huge black mountain above his head without any hesitation.
Take a leap.
He instantly appeared at the bottom of the black mountain peak, stretched out Liuli's right hand, and struck directly towards the top of his head.
"Crack!"
The huge mountain peak shattered, and a bottomless crack appeared on the top of the mountain.
The power of one strike with one hand is comparable to that of a magic weapon.
And that pitch-black mountain peak quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had never been broken.
"ah!!!"
The old man Nascent Soul in the distance screamed, and Yimu Divine Thunder directly crushed him.
The light on the black mountain peak without its owner disappeared, and in an instant it shrank to the size of a palm.
Lin Mo made a move with his right hand, and the pitch black hill immediately flew into Lin Mo's hand.
Lin Mo weighed it curiously and found that the entire hill had no weight and could easily be grasped in his hand.
After careful inspection, Lin Mo found three small pale gold characters engraved under the black mountain peak.
"Thousand Peaks!"
Lin Mo murmured, with a smile on his lips.
Lin Mo is quite fond of this magic weapon, mainly because it is a scope magic weapon.
One blow will kill or injure you.
"call out!"
He turned around and waved again.
The old man's storage bag already appeared in his hand.
"Let's go!"
Lin Mo turned to look at Yan Ruyan and said with a smile: "Don't keep Nanlong Hou and the others waiting!"
Yan Ruyan moved her red lips slightly and whispered: "Lin Mo, you are so strong!"
"This is a magician whose strength has reached the peak of the early stage of Nascent Soul!"
"Even a late-stage Nascent Soul monk would not be as relaxed as you!"
Listening to Yan Ruyan's praise, Lin Mo smiled faintly: "Maybe you and I should pay attention to health and fitness!"
"???"
Yan Ruyan frowned slightly, and couldn't help but think of the words Lin Mo muttered on the bed.
"Why is this posture so good for physical training?"
"What frequency can best improve body refining!"
Yan Ruyan opened her red lips slightly and looked at Lin Mo: "Do you always train like that?"
"Ahem!"
Lin Mo coughed awkwardly, stared at Yan Ruyan beside him, and asked, "Do you want to learn?"
"That's natural!"
Yan Ruyan didn't hesitate at all and replied directly: "If I improve my body again, I might not be able to hold on!"
Lin Mo licked his lips, gently pinched Yan Ruyan's delicate skin, and said with a smile: "I will teach you when I get back!"
"good!"
Yan Ruyan nodded vigorously, and blood energy filled her body, directly condensing into a thick bloody mist.
Lin Mo lazily sat down cross-legged and took out the storage bag that had just killed the Nascent Soul Master.
The storage bag was sucked into the hand, and then the consciousness was immersed in it without hesitation and swept around.
The result was quite satisfactory to Lin Mo!
Except for the dozen or so mid-level spirit stones inside, the rest are just some ordinary weapon refining materials and a few bottles of elixirs.
And when you open the caps of these medicine bottles, you will see that they are all ordinary elixirs, nothing unusual about them.
It seems that Mulan Grassland is indeed very short of resources for cultivating immortals, and even a Nascent Soul Master doesn't have many good things in his body.
As for the jade slips and other things he most wanted to see, there was not a single piece in the storage bag.
"No wonder the Mulans want to invade the Nine Nations Alliance!"
Lin Mo shook his head and sighed. After all, the Nine Nations Alliance had so many cultivation resources, so naturally he didn't want to stay in the extremely scarce Mulan Grassland.
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The two galloped for a while.
A hill of dignity appeared in front of Lin Mo.
And under that hill there were weeds as tall as a person, with no one around.
But not long after, red light flashed on the horizon, and two red rainbows flew from far and near.
After a while, two red rainbows flew over the hill and circled in a circle.
The blue light faded, and the figures of Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan appeared high in the sky.
"It should be right here!"
Lin Mo muttered silently, flicked his sleeves, and a ball of blood fell down instantly.
And the ball of blood suddenly exploded twenty or thirty feet away from the surface of the hill.
A layer of faint white light mask appeared out of thin air.
And inside the light curtain, five people were waiting again.
It was Nanlong Hou, the old man in white shirt, the old woman, You Taoist and the dark-faced man.
"Everyone is ready!"
The corner of Lin Mo's mouth raised slightly, and his figure swayed, turning into a shadow and appearing directly outside the light screen.
"Haha! What a blessing it is that fellow Taoist monks can come here safely!"
Marquis Nanlong twirled his long beard and said with a laugh. Then he waved his hand and the mask of light suddenly disappeared.
"call out!"
At the same time, there was a sound of spiritual power shattering in the distance, and a white shadow was seen galloping from a distance.
"Hey, Fellow Daoist You is here too. It seems that we are really lucky. We all arrived here safely. I was still thinking before that if the person who broke the ban suddenly lost one or two helpers, would he still be able to do it?
The ban has been broken!"
Marquis Nanlong looked up at the sky again and said with joy on his face.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but smile with joy.
If it was really because one person was missing that they couldn't get the treasure, these people would naturally be equally depressed.
"No! You Daoyou seems to be being chased, and he looks a little embarrassed."
The old man in white shirt who was standing alone without saying a word suddenly said solemnly. Upon hearing this, Yan Ruyan and others were shocked and looked around hurriedly.
I saw the horizon in the distance. Sure enough, there was a white rainbow rushing towards me in front of me, followed by one green and one red, and two rays of light chasing after me.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived on the hill where Nanlong Hou and others were.
Nanlonghou's expression turned gloomy.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a low voice: "It seems that Fellow Daoist You is in trouble!"
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Nanlonghou's eyes, and he said: "In that case, let's do it together!"
Everyone looked at each other and ran away without much hesitation.
I saw several smooth streaks of different colors pouring out from the mountain and meeting the white arc of light.
Arc Light, who was originally fleeing, immediately sped up a lot after seeing the crowd approaching.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Lin Mo and others.
The light dissipated, revealing the cold-faced monk surnamed You.
His face turned pale and his vitality was greatly damaged.
"Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming to support us. You are very grateful!"
The cold-faced monk clasped his hands into fists, the anxious look on his face disappeared, and said with a hint of gratitude.
"Okay, Taoist friend, everything is okay!"
"However, how come there are two magicians chasing fellow Taoist disciples from behind? Do I remember that there was only one person?"
Nanlonghou also stopped escaping the light, appeared floating in the air, and asked seemingly concerned.
"It's okay, it's just that I fought with the person behind me for most of the day, and then the other person came to help me. I had to take them for two days and two nights, and my energy was a little depleted!"
The cold-faced monk smiled bitterly and said helplessly.
"It's no wonder that our fellow Taoists fled all the way. Facing two magicians of the same level at the same time, except for fellow Taoist Nanlong and fellow Taoist Yun, the rest of us could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge when we met them."
The old woman sighed and said: "However, the two people who are chasing Taoist friends, let alone their cultivation and magical powers, are really brave. Up to now, they have no intention of retreating. Do they really want to hit an egg against a stone?"
When the two magicians on the opposite side saw Lin Mo and others appearing, they looked at each other with surprise on their faces without any hesitation.
Escape directly towards the distance.
Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he had learned about the death of a Nascent Soul cultivator in his own hands.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to escape from here so easily.
This Mulan man was so clever that he actually passed on the news before he died.
"So good!"
The monk surnamed Yun smiled slightly: "The most important thing is to save more spiritual power for hunting for treasure!"
Nanlong Hou saw this and nodded in agreement: "What Fellow Daoist Yun said is true. Although these two are not our opponents, if they want to hold us back!"
"It would be troublesome to attract other Nascent Soul cultivators!"
So, under the leadership of Nanlong Hou and the old man in white shirt, several people turned into several rays of light and quickly left the place.
Along the edge of the grassland, heading west, we are in front of a small bare rock mountain.
This mountain is only a few hundred feet high, but there is no grass growing on it, and it is covered entirely with huge gray-white rocks.
When they saw this mountain, Yan Ruyan and others looked surprised.
Is the cave of Master Cang Qiong located in this inconspicuous stone mountain?
There is a lack of spiritual energy here. If Nanlonghou hadn't led the way, they would have never been able to find this place.
"Okay, this is it. Fellow Taoist Yun and I will open the outer restrictions first, and a few fellow Taoists should follow suit."
Marquis Nanlong solemnly warned Lin Mo and the others, and then he and the old man in white took a step forward, facing the mountain, and each took out a small flag from their arms.
These two small flags are several inches in size, one is green and extremely crystal clear, and the other is yellow with hidden runes fluttering. They are not ordinary things at first glance.
The two people were seen mumbling words, and low-pitched spells were calmly issued from their mouths. At the same time, the two small flags began to flash and glow, and gradually began to shake on their own, as if they were about to fly away.
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Almost at the same moment, Nanlong Hou and the old man in white shirt let go, and the small flag in their hands shot out.
After a flash of light, the small flag disappeared into a certain rock on the surface of the stone mountain and disappeared.
After a while, everything was as usual, nothing happened.
The old woman coughed lightly and was about to ask something.
The ground beneath their feet suddenly began to tremble, causing most people to stagger and almost lose their balance.
Amidst the violent tremors of the earth underfoot, a thin vertical crack opened in the small stone mountain from the top of the mountain to the bottom, from which soft white light shot out.
This rocky mountain actually seemed to be split in half from the middle.
Yan Ruyan and others took a breath of cold air, fearful of the two Nanlong Hous' magical ability to open mountains and crack rocks.
Lin Mo nodded slightly. If these two people worked together, they might be able to temporarily resist his second Nascent Soul.
But at most it can only last for half a cup of tea.
Although Yan Ruyan and others were shocked, they quickly recovered.
The spells of Nanlong Hou and the old man in white shirts did not stop for a moment.
After a short while, the stone mountain finally split into two, creating a huge crack about ten feet wide.
In the crack, a bluestone staircase leading directly to the ground appeared in front of everyone.
"Let's go."
The old man in white clothes flashed a flash of excitement on his face and gave a brief greeting, then took the lead and walked in.
As the initiator, Marquis Nanlong smiled slightly and fell behind.
Seeing this situation, Lin Mo's heart moved: "I just don't know when Nanlong Hou will take action!"
"If we really can't hide it anymore, it seems we have to go on a killing spree!"
For Lin Mo, it would be best if he could solve it easily.
But if you really can't help it, then you can't blame yourself.
When we got here, it seemed that even the Marquis of Nanlong wanted to take him as his horse's head.
Several other people seemed to have noticed something. After Shan looked at each other for a few times, no one mentioned it.
Instead, he followed in without changing his expression.
The stairs are very long, with white moonstones inlaid on both sides. But the further you go down, the colder it becomes.
Soon after, the group of people went deep into the stone mountain to a depth of about a hundred feet.
The moonstone no longer emits a faint white light, but for some reason turns into a dark green color, making the passage appear a bit dark and unclear.
Full of eerie atmosphere.
As they walked, the group of people suddenly opened a distance of more than ten feet.
Obviously, each has their own little plans and is wary of each other.
After walking for a full meal, Lin Mo and others walked into a mysterious hall.
To say it is mysterious, the entire hall is filled with crystal clear blue light, as if the blue jade is hollowed out, dazzling.
Now standing in this huge hall that is tens of feet wide, everyone has a look of surprise on their faces.
Of course, it is impossible for these things to really be swiped at a wall with the emerald consciousness.
As a result, upon contact, the spiritual consciousness immediately bounced out, unable to penetrate at all.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, not even his own consciousness could invade, which was a bit mysterious.
"Is this the place where the "Tai Miao Shen Forbidden" was set up?"
"It seems that Marquis Nanlong is not exaggerating."
Lin Mo touched his chin, becoming somewhat interested in this ancient formation.