Altar of the Gu tribe.

A man in a flaming green robe stood with his hands in his hands, coldly scanning the dark cavern.

Behind him, followed by a charming woman dressed in a snow-white fox fur, Ye Qingtian turned his face slightly sideways, and said coldly to this woman: "How far is the miracle?"

The hands of Xuanrao behind her were tightly tied by a circle of shiny silk ropes, her charming face was full of anger, and she said angrily: "It's almost over!"

Ye Qingtian suddenly turned around, his cold face leaned close to Xuanrao, and he shouted softly: "At the Gu Clan Altar, no one can play tricks with me, you better cooperate obediently, otherwise I will crush it, it's just a matter of moving my fingers." ”

Looking at the delicate purple lotus crystal in Ye Qingtian's hand, Wanrao reluctantly said: "Since the miracle was opened by that person, the miracle I can feel has become weaker and weaker, I can only feel that that person should be in the Extreme Mountain Sea Palace, I have nothing else to say!"

As they spoke, the two entered the next cave, looked at the Qianrao in front of them and suddenly lost their faces, and exclaimed, "Ah!

I saw thousands of white arms hanging down from the stone wall in front of me, hanging in the air and clutching together, the ground was a vast pit of yellow sand, and there were thousands of necromantic arms sticking out of the earth.

Ye Qingtian frowned: "You woman, you scream at every turn, it's really troublesome!"

A hurricane blew from Ye Qingtian's sleeves, the yellow sand swept into the cave, and thousands of Bai Sensen's arms became even more frenzied, Wanrao withstood the violent whirlwind, and asked loudly: "What are you going to do!"

Ye Qingtian's palms were full of anger, and with the other hand, he grabbed Wanrao's shoulder, and said coldly: "I don't want to entangle with these monsters, of course I want to dodge!"

After that, Ye Qingtian grabbed Wanrao and rose to the sky, and the two of them floated above the cave, and Wanrao watched in amazement as her and Ye Qingtian's figures became more and more transparent, just like two ghosts in the cave......

In the next moment, Xuanrao looked dizzily at the cave in front of her and slowly swam backwards as if it had long legs, and at the same time, countless dark caves poured in all directions, like ghost ships slowly coming from the dark sea......

Ye Qingtian stood in the air, picking out these cave chambers that were pouring in, as if what was in front of him was not an ancient altar, but a bunch of chess pieces that could be placed at will......

Xuanrao stared at Ye Qingtian in disbelief: "You, are you moving the direction of this cave?"

Ye Qingtian looked at the front intently, and smiled faintly: "It's just to create a better path!"

Xuanrao was surprised: "I have existed for thousands of years, and I have never seen this kind of exercise of yours, are you a Void Clan!"

Ye Qingtian turned his head suddenly, and glared at Xuanrao viciously: "Don't say anything about the Void Clan!"

Suddenly, Ye Qingtian, who was looking at the countless caves that had been shrunk, was stunned, and said in a lost voice: "How come!"

Xuanrao was shocked in her heart, wondering what surprised people like Ye Qingtian, but looking at the past, the cave that was enlarged by Ye Qingtian was only a pool of water, and there was nothing else.

"Let's go!" Ye Qingtian grabbed Xuanrao, and the two of them flew straight towards the cave like arrows from the string, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were already in the pool of water that had just reached their knees.

Ye Qingtian stood in the water in a daze, and muttered, "Someone has already taken her away!"

"Who?" asked Xuanrao, confused.

Ye Qingtian regained his cold expression: "It's nothing!"

Wanrao's enchanting eyes rolled, and she "hummed" and said, "Don't say it, forget it! Who owes you!"

Ye Qingtian squatted down a little lost, his fingers brushed over the jade shavings that sank at the bottom of the beach, and the unfathomable eyes scratched the broken shadows of the past.

Wanrao was a little surprised to see Ye Qingtian's appearance, and she still didn't give up: "Hey, what's so nice about some broken jade foam!"

Ye Qingtian got up, stared at Xuanrao fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Human emotions, you won't understand!"

Wanrao was about to retort, "You also have emotions?", but looking at Ye Qingtian's pale face and swallowing, Ye Qingtian said sharply: "Hurry!"

The closer she got to the Extreme Mountain Sea Palace, the more uneasy she felt in her heart, the Seven Gods of the Underworld had instructed herself in her dream that if that person didn't open the miracle for a long time, he could only kill him, but a few days ago, after that person used his own clan's exercises, the miracle was opened, but he was approached by Ye Qingtian step by step, is that person destined not to have a miracle?

Under the leadership of Ye Qingtian, Linghu Xuanrao bypassed the many checkpoints of Guguo without much effort, and Xuanrao followed the guidance of the dimmer miracles, and the two came all the way to a large hall that had just been built.

Seeing that the plaque hanging in the main hall reads "Xuanyi Palace", Xuanrao was shocked, no wonder the miracle that could be perceived became more and more dim, it turned out that the person was injured.

The two quietly walked into one of the inner rooms, looked at a figure lying with their eyes closed, and whispered, "This is it." ”

Ye Qingtian didn't want to delay more, so he walked forward, and the palms of the dark waves slowly pressed towards the throat of the person lying on the bed, and the moment Ye Qingtian saw this person clearly, he was almost stunned in place!

On the bed, it was a young girl.

She was wearing a night gauze with purple light, a face of ice muscles and jade bones, closed eyes like ethereal waterlines, eyebrows like green feathers, and red lips like paintings.

The slightly pale face is dotted with light eyelashes, like a beautiful and endangered snow butterfly.

This familiar face, like a nightmare that has never been forgotten for ten years, the stunning face in front of him gradually blends with the face of the purple-clothed woman who was victimized ten years ago......

Ye Qingtian lost his mind for a moment and muttered, "Linglong..."

Ye Qingtian's hand clenched violently, and slowly moved away from the front of the girl's neck.

Xuanrao asked happily, "You won't kill her?"

Ye Qingtian nodded and didn't say a word. It was the first time he wanted to kill someone, but he didn't.

Xuanrao breathed a sigh of relief, she was assigned by the Seven Gods of the Underworld to protect the miracle, that is, this girl. But before this girl can completely conquer the miracle, she must pay more attention to the Dark Lotus Crystal in Ye Qingtian's hand-Shenluo.

But when she was so close to this girl, she clearly felt the strong miracle spiritual power emanating from her body, which meant that this girl was conquering the miracle quickly, and once this person completely possessed the miracle, she would be the only master of the miracle!

"Someone's coming!"

Ye Qingtian dragged Wanrao into the dark, and the two of them held their breath and peeked.

Seeing that the people who came were two middle-aged men in court clothes, Ye Qingtian recognized these two people, one was the Sikong Changxu of the Guguo Xuanji Sect, and the other was the Guguo Shengjun Yide.

At present, Yide looked at Yu Yan, who was unconscious, and asked Sikong Changxu, "Is her injury better?"

Sikong Changxu said respectfully: "Returning to the Holy Monarch, Yu Yan's injury is fine, the strange thing is that she came to Guguo at the age of ten, and in the altar, she used a technique that I have never seen before!"

Yi De said solemnly: "What exercises?"

"It looks like ......," Sikong Changxu said hesitantly, "It's quite like one of the long-lost Seven Ancient Clans, the Night Spirit Clan!"

Ye Qingtian and Xuanrao, who were hiding in the shadows, were shocked, but they were stunned when they saw Yide, and they didn't speak.

After a while, Yide asked again, "How is the kid called Lianduel?"

When Xuanrao heard the name Lianduel, she was very familiar, it seemed that it was the young man she saw when she was treating Yu Yan outside the Hanging River Altar, Ye Qingtian didn't care when she heard the name Lianduel, and only heard the Sikong Chief Xu Sensen smile: "I saw Lianduel fall into the refining kettle with my own eyes, and now I'm afraid it has turned to ashes!"

Yide nodded: "If Yansheng investigates, we will be sure that we haven't seen this kid!"

Sikong Chang Xu bowed his head and said, "Yes!"

After Yide and the others left, Ye Qingtian frowned slightly: "The Gu clan is going to be lively, it seems that we are going to stay in the Gu country for a few more days!"

Xuanrao was surprised: "Where to stay?"

Ye Qingtian said quietly: "Gu Clan Altar!"

Wanrao frowned and said, "It's a gloomy and cold cave, I won't go!"

Ye Qingtian lowered his eyelids slightly as if he recalled the past, and said with a wry smile: "Where you have lived for three years, are you afraid of staying for a few more days?"