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"Senior, Qingzhu came today to enter the land of eight pillars, and please make it convenient for your seniors!" Yu Qingzhu was obviously reluctant to continue to pick up stubble, if he continued to talk about this topic, Yang Ling estimated that this old guy would be able to say anything more numb.

"It's no problem to go in, but let me warn you, it's not been very peaceful in the past six months, so you must be careful!" the middle-aged man said with a few jokes, and his face became a little serious.

"Thank you seniors for reminding me, Qingzhu can save it, and if you encounter danger, you will naturally quit!" Yu Qingzhu nodded and thanked him.

"Well, you guys go in!" the middle-aged man casually threw over a piece of jade slip, "This is a thick earth formation, if you encounter danger, you can activate it to resist it!"

"Thank you seniors!" Yu Qingzhu grabbed the jade slip in his hand, his body was slightly blessed, and the bamboo flute turned into a streamer and rushed into the stone gate and disappeared in an instant.

The middle-aged man touched his chin and looked at Shimen and said to himself: "This Yu family has always paid little attention to the land of eight pillars, did they inquire about any news?, and in addition, this little lady Yu family now has four sub-saints, I heard that one of them has been in retreat for 30,000 years and is impacting the saint realm, if it succeeds, the strength of the Yu family will be on par with the Jin family, and it almost has the strength to compete with the Lei family, and it ...... Just now, one of them seemed to be from the Feng family...... , no, the old man has to go in and have a look!"

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man's body shook and disappeared.

"This is the Land of the Eight Pillars?"

Looking at the dusty and smoky desert in front of him, Yang Ling was quite surprised, and he was slightly familiar with this scene, when he was refining the water of time in the body of the big shell, he had watched the black-clothed young man walk in the endless wasteland for countless years, and that scene was very similar to what he saw in front of him.

"This is just the entrance!" Yu Qingzhu hung barefoot at a distance of half a foot from the ground, the halo under his feet rippled, holding a bamboo flute in his hand fluttering like a Lingbo fairy, "There is a stone bridge in front of you, after crossing the stone bridge, you will officially enter the land of eight pillars, the situation inside is complicated, there are crises everywhere, and a few realms are not enough for a while, don't stay too far away from me." ”

Everyone nodded together, and Yang Ling couldn't help but turn his head to look at the girl in green, only to be greeted with a big white eye.

Well, maybe Lao Tzu's realm is the worst, Yang Ling couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The group walked through the smoky wasteland, Yang Ling let go of his divine sense, and found that the range that could be seen was only two or three kilometers in a radius, and the farther away was confused and confused, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Sure enough, soon after, a stone bridge was seen in the mist, the stone bridge seemed to be on top of an endless abyss, very ancient, and even every crack on it was full of the breath of time, as if this stone bridge had existed since eternal.

The stone bridge is 100 meters wide and long, but there is no end in sight, and there is a statue on the bridge every few tens of meters, or a man or a beast, or a bird or an insect, in a thousand lifelike forms, but many of these statues have been broken and broken, and there seem to be traces of fighting attacks on them.

"Legend has it that each stone statue contains a powerful supernatural power, only by defeating it or resisting their attacks can be obtained, so in hundreds of millions of years, many predecessors have fought here, and once the supernatural power is obtained, the stone statue will be permanently solidified and will not move, throughout the ages, Kyushu does not know how many monks died in the hands of these statues, and after the baptism of time, the Kyushu continent gradually gave birth to nine ancient clans and countless hidden sects, and after passing through this stone bridge, it is slowly revealed some secrets of the land of eight pillars......" Yu Qingzhu walked in the air with a calm expression, and at the same time explained to Yang Ling the origin of the stone bridge and the statue.

Half an hour later, the four of them crossed the stone bridge, and in front of them was a strange rocky mountain, countless strange trees and vines were mixed in, densely entangled like giant pythons, dragons and snakes, and there was a strong terrifying aura rippling in the air, as if this grass, tree, and every stone were filled with endless hostility, trying to block everyone out.

"Be careful!" At the moment when he stepped off the stone bridge, Yu Qingzhu's body rose into the air with a snort, and a vast and obscure aura surged out, and the white light behind his body rippled, and it quickly condensed into an illusory door.

At the moment when the gate appeared, a big white bone hand suddenly fell from the sky in the foggy air and grabbed it fiercely at the starlight gate.

"Boom~"

The big white bone hand grabbed the door, but the light gate only shook slightly, Yu Qingzhu waved the bamboo flute in his hand, and a little green starlight exploded, and a green sword roared out in the starlight and turned into a kilometer-sized slash on the white bone big hand.

"Bang~"

The sword light shattered, and the big white bone hand was also cut off, and three hundred-meter-long fingers fell, and the strange tree vines that were entwined around were like living creatures, instantly swooping up and submerging the three bone fingers, listening to a clattering gnawing sound from inside, and after a while, the strange tree vines scattered, and three broken stone stakes were exposed underneath and poked in place.

Yang Ling was terrified, and the chrysanthemum involuntarily shrank, feeling a cool air rushing to the top of his head.

Nima just came in and got off the horse, the blow of the white bone hand just now was naturally not small, Yang Ling thought to himself that although he could block it with a magic shield, he was afraid that it would take a lot of trouble to get it, so he had a clear understanding of the danger of this eight-pillar land, and these vines and ancient trees, I'm afraid they are not easy to provoke, if they are accidentally entangled, they will take off a layer of skin if they don't die.

After Yu Qingzhu repelled the big hand of the white bones, he said: "Do your own protection, there is not too much danger on the periphery, let's go!"

The green-clothed girl first threw out a green jade-like bamboo sword and stepped on it, flying up the stone mountain in the air, and the wind sword also stepped on the blood sword, and Yang Ling's eyebrows flashed, and a cyan dragon with a length of two hundred kilometers roared out, but under the suppression of the rich rules, the size quickly shrank by half, but there were still nearly 100 kilometers long, Yang Ling stood on the dragon's head in one step, and the dragon circled up and cruined next to the rain and green bamboo.

Yu Qingzhu, the girl and the wind girl all stared at Yang Ling and the dragon under him, Yang Ling was a little creepy, and said with a dry laugh: "This is one of my war beast primordial gods, it looks big, and its combat strength is average......"

"Roar~"

Qinglong Faxiang was obviously a little dissatisfied with Yang Ling's burial of himself, opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of thunder light, and suddenly the sky was full of electric light, in the crackling electric light, a large number of strange trees and vines exploded instantly like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed, and in the terrible screams, the vines and strange trees that were swinging and dancing were all blackened by the lightning in the thunder, and even many were directly burned into ashes.

"It seems that I am overly worried, Daoyou, this green dragon has an extraordinary background, this operation may really bring me unexpected surprises!" Yu Qingzhu retracted his gaze, and his body directly turned into a streamer and went forward.

Yang Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly, and the one who drove the Qinglong Law Minister also followed with his teeth and claws, Yu Xiaoxiao and Feng Jingzi followed, and the four of them were already far away in an instant.

And not long after a few people left, Tu Moyuan, the Tujia sage who guarded the gate of the Eight Pillars Land, appeared from the void, his face showed a kind of sluggishness like being struck by lightning, and after a while, his body shook and came back to his senses, his face showed inexplicable surprise and excitement, and he took a step forward, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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