Chapter 45: The Hidden Door

The divine land in the space of the Moro Ring is extremely vast, when the body of the Burning Sun was rampant in the Moro Star Domain, most of the Five Holy Mountains were moved into the small world realm in the Moro Ring, and the spirit of the Boundary Tree was suppressed under the sacred soil of the Five Sacred Mountains for refining, at this time, the spirit of the Boundary Tree was already part of the Moro Ring, and Zhao Yuan could already feel the existence of the Spirit of the Boundary Tree after receiving the Moro Ring and recognizing the Lord.

Call......

On the sacred land, Wu Lianfu flew in the sky, stopped at the edge of the divine land, and planted the red dragon fruit green vine, due to the strong aura of the divine land, coupled with the existence of the spirit of the bounded tree, the red dragon fruit is like a thirsty plant in the desert encountering the nectar that has not been seen for a hundred years, greedy and crazy to absorb, the vine roots grow wildly, deep into the divine soil, the vine spreads and stretches, and grows to the periphery, even those unripe fruits are ripe at a speed visible to the naked eye, the red is as eye-catching as a flame, and the fragrance is overflowing.

Since then, the red dragon fruit has become the first spiritual object of Zhao Yuan's Moro Ring Space Divine Land.

After Wu Lianfu completed the task, he flew out of the Moro Ring space and returned to Zhao Yuan's side.

Zhao Yuan walked around the area covered by the magic circle, and when he saw Wu Lianfu coming out, he asked, "Have you found the Soul Splitting Fruit?" ”

The Soul Splitting Fruit was his purpose in going to the Yunhai Mountain Range this time.

"Nope." Wu Lianfu shook his head, "But there is one place where I almost got lost and couldn't get out after I just entered." ”

Zhao Yuan said: "Take me over." ”

Wu Lianfu took Zhao Yuan to the front of the fog: "This is it." ”

"What a weird fog." Zhao Yuan frowned, probed with his divine sense, and found that the mist was like a bottomless pit, and after his divine sense entered it, it disappeared without a trace as if he had entered the deep sea.

Zhao Yuan took out the talisman that had already been prepared: "Go in and take a look." ”

"Do you really want to go in?" Wu Lianfu asked, but seeing Zhao Yuan's determined expression, he had to smile bitterly, "Okay, but if you get lost, don't blame me for not reminding me." ”

Zhao Yuan smiled, is it possible for an old monster in Yanyang to get lost? "Let's go." "First of all, it goes into the fog.

Wu Lianfu had no choice but to follow up.

The further you go inside, the thicker the fog becomes, and there is a fishy smell in the fog that makes people feel uneasy.

"Curious place!" Zhao Yuan said secretly.

After walking for about half an hour, Zhao Yuan found that he still hadn't walked out of the fog area, and couldn't help frowning: "This fog area is too big." ”

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and at this time, the fog gradually thinned, and Wu Lianfu said: "It seems to be a valley ahead." ”

Zhao Yuan's divine sense was also detected, so he quickened his pace and headed towards the valley.

Roar......

Suddenly, a low, heart-palpitating roar came from the depths of the dense fog area behind Zhao Yuan, causing the entire fog area to tremble.

Wu Lianfu was excited, staring vigilantly into the depths of the dense fog.

Zhao Yuan also felt a huge danger, and his divine sense faintly noticed that a strong will swept over, and hurriedly took a stack of attack and defense talismans in his hand, and once there was an accident, all these talismans would be thrown out.

After a long time, there was silence in the fog area, and it returned to its usual appearance.

"What the hell is it?" Zhao Yuan was secretly shocked.

"Let's get out of this place quickly." Wu Lianfu was a little scared.

Zhao Yuan didn't say much, and Wu Lianfu walked out of the fog area, and there was a burst of openness in front of him, and the faint sunlight shone down from the sky, looking very warm.

Zhao Yuan immediately contacted Yan Yang in the Moro Ring Space: "Old man, what was that just now?" ”

Yan Yang smiled: "That's a good thing!" ”

Zhao Yuan almost scolded: "What is a good thing?" ”

Yan Yang simply closed his eyes and didn't bother to answer Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan was helpless, so he had to smile bitterly and walk into the jungle with Wu Lianfu.

"Hey, it looks like a Soul Splitting Fruit!" Wu Lianfu said suddenly.

Zhao Yuan also smelled a strange fragrance, and used the wind control technique to rush over.

"Someone!" Wu Lianfu reminded.

"I know it." Zhao Yuan's swift body suddenly stopped, and then lightly touched his feet, went up to the branches of a big tree, and looked ahead.

The sound of the waterfall rumbled, and there was a small lake of great clarity thirty meters away from the waterfall, and a stout ancient tree grew from the lake, which was five stories high, but the branches were bare, with only a few pale yellow leaves, and strangely, a branch of the ancient tree grew horizontally, and this branch of the tree grew very luxuriantly, the color of the leaves was light purple, and three ripe fruits were faintly visible.

"Parasitic Soul Splitting Fruit!" Zhao Yuan said in surprise.

There were nine people sitting around Xiaohu, and there were more than thirty corpses nearby, obviously there was already a fierce fight here before Zhao Yuan came, and what shocked Zhao Yuan the most was that these people all had a strange trait, yes, it was the same trait as the seriously injured woman in the Lingbao Pharmacy, which was enough to make Zhao Yuan feel that his life was threatened.

Zhao Yuan held his breath and secretly exclaimed, "Who are these people?" If I met one, I could still handle it, but there were so many people, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have a chance to escape, damn, there are mountains outside the mountains, and it was a mistake to not listen to Yanyang's words and cultivate well. ”

"Could it be that the Soul Splitting Fruit has no chance with me? Well, wait and see. Zhao Yuan glanced at the nine people by the lake again, and saw that among these people were men and women, and the youngest looked to be in his thirties.

"Hehe, Ning Congzhi, isn't your Ning family a hidden family, why don't you hide to the end and fight for this wood spirit fruit." An old man on the west side sneered.

"Ha Luha, Heaven and Earth Lingbao, who is not impressed? Didn't you Xuanmen also say that there is no dispute with the world, then you Kunlun Luo Xuwei will come to join in this fun. An old man on the east side laughed.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, if you want to get this wood spirit fruit, you have to rely on your ability." A gloomy middle-aged woman in the south said coldly.

"There are three of these Wood Spirit Fruits, and you can't divide them, grab them!" A faint voice came from under an old pine tree to the northwest.

There was silence again, although these people all wanted to win the Wood Spirit Fruit, but whoever dared to step forward first would be the target of everyone and would be attacked by everyone immediately, so no one was willing to take this risk.

"The Hidden Family? Genmon? Zhao Yuan pondered, it was the first time he had heard of the Hidden Family and the Xuanmen, "It turns out that they call that Soul Splitting Fruit the Wood Spirit Fruit. ”

An hour passed, and the nine people were still sitting there, no one moved, and Zhao Yuan didn't move, but waited for an opportunity.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a figure swept across the lake at an extremely fast speed, heading straight for the Wood Spirit Fruit at the top of the ancient tree.

"Look for death!" The old man named Luo Xu flicked his fingers, and a finger-sized stone broke through the air and killed the figure.

At the same time, Ning Congzhi and the rest of the people of the Ning family all took action one after another to kill that figure.

Zhao Yuan's divine sense could see clearly, that figure was a sturdy middle-aged man, carrying a big knife on his back, and with a dance of the big knife, he slashed out dozens of whirlwinds and knocked down the hidden weapon that shot out, but his body also paused.

"Huh!" Zhao Yuan's divine sense slashed a few swords of the middle-aged man into his eyes, "There are fluctuations in spiritual power." ”

"They are not ordinary martial artists, nor are they masters of the inner family!" Zhao Yuan immediately judged it.

"Could it be a cultivator?" Zhao Yuan thought secretly, "No, it's just a fluctuation of spiritual power, but there is no fluctuation of divine consciousness and true yuan. ”