More than 20 days passed in a flash.

Rao is Xiao Fan and the others are all well-informed, and when they really saw the ocean in front of them, they still couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The terrain near White Wolf Mountain, in the past twenty days, they are too familiar. Within a radius of thousands of miles, there are endless prairies, especially when you are in the sky, you can see it clearly. In the savannah, there are occasional raised hills, but there are no lakes.

Not to mention such a huge lake, there is no end in sight.

It is only a few dozen miles away from the white wolf's den. This huge lake seems to have emerged from the ground overnight.

"This is the moving Haizi?"

Xiao Fan turned his head to ask the white wolf beside him, his eyes swept over the face of the black-clothed woman beside him, Na Renqimuge. I saw Na Renqimuge at this time, her eyes were confused, her face was in a trance, and she had obviously entered a sleepwalking state. It was under the guidance of his Muge that everyone rushed to the edge of this lake as soon as possible.

The white wolf was also full of surprise, and said: "Haizi, who can move, I have heard the elders say it before, but I have never seen it...... How did this Haizi come about? If this were a few dozen miles further west, wouldn't it drown us all? ”

Na Renqimuge, beside him, suddenly said nothing, and walked towards the lake, his eyes looking straight ahead.

The white wolf was taken aback, and quickly raised his arm and grabbed his wooden hand.

Who knew that Su Ri was gentle and delicate, and Na Renqimuge, who was obedient to the white wolf, but he struggled suddenly, and his strength was surprisingly great, and the white wolf was caught off guard, and he was suddenly freed by her. Continue to walk towards the vast ocean.

Xiao Fan sighed softly and raised his hand. A spell shot out, and Naren Qimuge was shocked. Immediately, he stood there, motionless, but the green tendons on his neck instantly swelled, and he seemed to be trying his best to break free from the shackles of the forbidden power of the five elements.

"Wolf King, since you are here, you can give this pill to Qi Muge. We'll take care of the rest. ”

Xiao Fan said, flipping his wrist. He handed a small white jade bottle to the white wolf. Inside the jade bottle was the antidote he had specially refined for Naren Qimuge.

The white wolf hurriedly took it.

Xuanming Zhenjun's eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "Xiao Xiaoyou, I think it's better to wait a little longer." Let the lattice go down into the water and find the entrance to the mausoleum. Since she had come out of it and gone back, it shouldn't be any harm to her. ”

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Senior." It doesn't matter, it's not really a sea on the left and right, and the area won't be too big. Now that you're here, you'll always be able to find the entrance. ”

Look. He looks very sure.

Xuanming Zhenjun glanced at him suspiciously, and then said no more. Although he used to be a Yuanying Cultivator, his realm was much higher than Xiao Fan. But for now. Xiao Fan is the highest cultivator among their group. And the white wolf is also Xiao Fan's friend, since this is the case. This trip is naturally dominated by Xiao Fan.

Xuanming Zhenjun also understands Xiao Fan's character, and he is not more than eighty percent sure. He wouldn't have said that with such certainty.

Xiao Fan was indeed more sure, as soon as he arrived at the lake, the "Qiankun Ding" in his body had already sensed spatial fluctuations. This made Xiao Fan's heart beat a little.

Isn't it possible that it is the tomb of the Kamazu witch?

How can there be such drastic spatial fluctuations?

Could it be that this is not some kind of ancestral witch's mausoleum, but the ruins of a collapsed space passage?

However, Narenqimuge led them to this lake without hesitation, and there must be a reason for it. Perhaps, the Kamazu Witch Mausoleum itself has a spatial ban attached to it. It's quite possible.

Narenqimuge once said that the mausoleum was very large, and over the years, she had searched it countless times, and she had never searched even a corner.

But Xuanming Zhenjun has another opinion on this, Naren Qimuge is just a mortal woman, if the mausoleum she is in is really the place where Kamazu Wu sat back then, I don't know how many forbidden magic circles there are. How could Narenqimuge break through those prohibitions? may always be in a small corner, and in her eyes, she naturally feels that the mausoleum is surprisingly large.

In any case, with such a clear sense of "Qiankun Ding", it will not be too difficult to find that mausoleum, but there is no need to let Na Renqimuge take risks.

The white wolf couldn't wait to give the pill to Na Renqi Muge to take.

After a while, Na Renqimuge's eyes began to become clear, and the confused color on his face gradually faded, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, looking at the ocean in front of him, he suddenly screamed, threw himself into the arms of the white wolf, trembled slightly, and looked extremely frightened.

The white wolf hurriedly patted her back and whispered comfort.

"Wolf King, the next thing will be more dangerous, you better take Miss Qi Muge back to White Wolf Mountain first."

Xiao Fan said with concern, and at the same time looked up at the sky.

In the distant sky, a terrifying rainbow was shooting towards this side at a rapid pace, although because it was too far away, the power of divine thoughts could not be sensed for the time being, but under the eyes of the sky, it was already very clear that it was a monk who was unscrupulously performing the technique of flying away.

With the passage of time, some sealed ancient cultivators gradually came out, and this situation will only increase in the future, and the Middle-earth world will soon become the real cultivation world.

The white wolf was startled and said, "Mr. Xiao, if there is danger, I can't go!" ”

This is the inertial thinking of the white wolf: you are my friend, you are in danger, how can I run away first? You're slapping me in the face!

Ji Qingsha smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Wolf King, we all know that you are a righteous person. But Miss Qimuge is too weak, you can send her back first. ”

At this moment, it is not easy to explain to the white wolf the difference between cultivators and ordinary people.

There is no explanation here, a dazzling black light has reached the sky above everyone, and suddenly stopped there, in the middle of the air, the black fog is rolling, and the evil spirit is pressing.

All of them changed color slightly.

Xuanming Zhenjun snorted coldly and said, "Which Taoist friend is here?" You can show up, so sneaky, what's going on? ”

It's no wonder that Xuanming Zhenjun was displeased, and with the power of his Yuan Infant Cultivator's divine thoughts, he swept it over, but was unceremoniously absorbed by the tumbling black mist. It didn't bounce back, it didn't push away, it was like a punch hitting a sponge, and there was nothing to do. This kind of situation, even Xuanming Zhenjun has not encountered much. However, one thing is certain, that is, the strength of the divine thoughts of the person who comes is not below him.

In other words, the true realm of this person is at least a primordial infant monk.

It's just not clear what kind of attainment I've achieved right now.

Xiao Fan's eyes flashed with green, and he looked through the black mist and saw a faint figure, and his face couldn't help but change slightly. This person in the black mist seems to be dressed in the same way as Sarufei Yichang, looking like a samurai from Higashijima, with two swords stuck in his waist, one long and one short. As for the appearance, it is not clear to see.

But Xiao Fan can be sure that this person's cultivation is only above Ape Fei Yichang, and by no means below Ape Fei Yichang.

"Hehe, don't come to Xuanming Daoyou. I didn't expect to see Daoyou again after a thousand years, which is really a great joy. ”

After a while, there was a soft laugh in the black mist.

Xuanming Zhenjun was taken aback, the other party actually broke his identity after borrowing the corpse to return the soul in one bite, but he still didn't know anything about it, which was a disadvantage. Immediately snorted coldly and said, "Who is Your Excellency?" Since they are old friends, why hide their heads? Is it contemptible? ”

"Don't dare. Maoshan Xuanming Zhenjun is powerful, who dares to look down on Taoist friends? It's just that Daoyou misunderstood, and this is what it is, and he didn't deliberately hide anything. ”

The man in the black fog smiled faintly, with a hint of sarcasm.

"It seems that the situation of Xuanming Daoyou is not very good, could it be that he has used the method of seizing the sacrifice? Why has it been so many years, and the cultivation of Daoyou will enter the realm of the middle stage of Jindan, and it seems that it is really far away. ”

Xuanming Zhenjun couldn't help but be furious, with a flip of his wrist, a golden thunder whip emerged, anger loomed in his eyes, and he stared at the black mist that kept rolling, as if he didn't agree with each other, he was about to do it.

In the black mist, the monk chuckled, didn't care, turned his gaze to Xiao Fan's face, and said lightly: "This fellow Daoist is very young, isn't it the old guys who stayed together back then?" Or are you also born again? Please forgive me for being clumsy and unrecognizable. However, I am very familiar with the breath of Daoyou. Ten years ago, the little apprentice ape flew Yichang to go to China on business, but disappeared and never returned. Could it be that this matter has something to do with Taoist friends? ”

Speaking of this, his voice had become cold, and even through a thick layer of black mist, Xiao Fan could feel the evil aura emanating from the monk's body in the black mist.

"Hattori Jiecuo? Are you Hattori Michito? ”

Without waiting for Xiao Fan to speak, Xuanming Zhenjun exclaimed in surprise.

This guy covered in black mist turned out to be the sect leader of the "Demon Sword Sect" on the East Island, Hattori Jiecuo, and the master of Ape Fei Yichang.

The man in the black mist smiled lightly and said, "Xuanming Daoist finally recognized me. I thought I hadn't seen him for a thousand years, and Daoist friends couldn't recognize old friends. ”

Xuanming Zhenjun's face became very ugly, he snorted coldly, and said, "Don't dare to be, I don't dare to have a good friend like you." ”

Hattori said with a smile: "It seems that Xuanming Daoyou still has a deep misunderstanding of our Demon Sword Sect. Although it is said that your sect belongs to the Righteous Path Alliance, it has not had too many conflicts with our Demon Sword Sect, and the Inspiration Sect is the mortal enemy of your Maoshan Sect. As for the next, I prefer to deal with the Taoist friends of Wujimen. This must be known to Xuanming Daoyou. ”

Xuanming Zhenjun let out another light "hum", but he didn't continue to refute Hattori Jiecuo, but his face became more and more ugly, and he seemed to be quite jealous of this "Demon Sword Sect" sect master. (To be continued......)