Lan Xiaoqian was looking at the ancient tree of the sycamore nervously and intently, when she suddenly heard Ye Luo come closer to speak, she was startled, her body shrank slightly, she was a little puzzled, and asked, "What do you want a gun for?" ”

"You have the Ancient Heavenly Master Talisman, and the realm is extremely high, once there is a real danger, you can break the seal, I, my realm is too low, and I can't break out, I have a gun, I can defend myself a little,." Ye Luo said in a low voice, looking very restrained, of course this is pretending.

"Here you go, the gun really doesn't work for me, but when you really fight, this gun won't be of much use, rookie, I'll protect you." Lan Xiaoqian patted Ye Luo's shoulder and handed the gun to Ye Luo, in her opinion, Ye Luo's words were quite reasonable, and Ye Luo had saved her in a daze before.

Ye Luo smiled abruptly, took the gun, and stepped back.

Lan Xiaoqian turned her head nervously and looked towards the ancient plane tree.

Under the moonlight, on the plane tree, the terrifying, terrifying and terrifying aura flashed from time to time, the plane leaves were scattered, the crown was too high, and faintly, only the figure could be seen shaking, and it was not clear what was happening and what was going on.

"Senior Sister Yue, let's go up too." Seeing everyone's attention, Nangong Qingshu had been completely attracted by the plane tree, and the ugly look on his face dissipated a little, and he suddenly spoke.

"Don't worry, the predecessors of our Supreme Existence in the Holy Land are already up there." The lonely perfect woman with a communication talisman in her hand.

"Who are the people up there?" Nangong Qingshu slowly recovered his state and spoke again.

"Qin Shi Huang, the people of the Netherworld Holy Land, the people of the island country Fusang, and a few powerful loose cultivators." The lonely, perfect woman spoke again.

"Are they fighting for something?" In Nangong Qingshu's voice, there was a hint of anxiety.

"No, they're looking for that thing, the canopy is huge, it's guarded by a 10,000-year-old snake, none of them have found that thing, perhaps, that thing, it's not in the tree at all." The lonely, perfect woman shook her head.

"Senior sister, what should we do now?" Lan Xiaoqian also asked.

"Wait, don't you think we came in too smoothly?" The lonely, cold woman suddenly spoke.

"What do you mean?" Nangong Qingshu was puzzled.

"From entering the Styx Forbidden Zone, to finding and entering the legendary Loulan Ancient City, to finding this 10,000-year-old sycamore, not only us, but perhaps even the others who entered here, did not encounter any real crisis.

Everything is too calm, calm and unsettling. The lonely, cold woman shook her head.

"Isn't it good to be calm?" Lan Xiaoqian was puzzled.

"Perhaps, there is no terrible crisis in the first place." Around Nangong Qingshu.

Yue Jiangyue, a perfect lonely woman, did not speak again, but looked up at the top of the ancient sycamore tree, and whispered to herself: "."

Restless?

It was Ye Luo who noticed it earlier than the perfect lonely woman!

"Huh! Where did the rookie go? Scarface rubbed his face, tilted his neck a little sore, glanced left and right, and was a little stunned to find that Ye Luo was no longer in the team.

The captured female ninja suddenly withdrew her gaze when she heard this, and also glanced at it, and couldn't help but be surprised, Ye Luo was indeed gone, and she was suddenly angry in her heart, this stupid ant hadn't let her go yet, why did she disappear?

What are you doing, idiot!

"He, he said he was in a hurry to pee, and he went to pee, and told me." The monk with a thief's eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes spoke casually.

The moonlight is scattered, and the ancient city is mysterious.

About two kilometers away from the tall Wutong, on the top of the bell and drum tower of a dilapidated old building with the highest ancient tower in the city, Ye Luo calmly prostrated on the weathered and broken green tiles, and firmly supported the batley borrowed from Lan Xiaoqian's hand on the top of the bell and drum tower.

Ye Luo's gaze, through the Bartley sniper rifle and the customized quadruple scope sight, looked down on the surrounding terrain under the 10,000-year-old sycamore.

Square, soldiers, altars, scattered cultivation, lonely perfect woman, Nangong Qingshu and his party, on the bright side, there are very few people, but Ye Luo found a few figures hidden on the ancient roof around from the quadruple mirror.

These powerful monks, once they sealed their terrifying aura and cultivation, hid their disguises in the way of ordinary people, in the eyes of Ye Luo, who was a generation of war doctors, these disguises were so simple.

Most of these figures are casual cultivators.

They hide everywhere, as if waiting for some moment.

However, Ye Luo ignored them, his gaze only stayed on them for a moment, and then the camera turned again, and fell on the roof of a row of ancient houses closest to the plane tree.

There were the most people on the roof, intermittently hidden, about thirty people.

These people vaguely formed a formation, surrounding three or four people in the most hidden position in the recess of the roof, and those three or four people seemed to be communicating something.

And the costumes of these people are all the clothes of the ninjas of the island country!

"That is the glory of the island nation of Fuso, the idol on the altar?" Ye Luo's gaze scanned through the quadruple mirror on the sniper rifle.

Ye Luo was very calm, like a bystander, observing every inch of what he could see, but Ye Luo was still a little uneasy in his heart, and this uneasiness appeared from the moment he entered the city.

It went so well.

Since entering the Styx Forbidden Zone, he has never encountered a real threat to his life from the Styx Forbidden Zone, and this is enough to make people uneasy, although the major forces are trapped on the Dragon Head Peak, but in addition to the monks on the Dragon Head Peak, the monks of the various other forces who have entered the Styx Forbidden Area, as well as the scattered cultivators, are definitely an astonishing number.

Along the way, Ye Luo did not see a few corpses.

Of the monks who entered the Styx forbidden area, perhaps only a very small number of them found and entered the ancient city of Loulan, but there were still no corpses in the ancient city that had disappeared for two thousand years and was full of mysteries.

Even if the River Styx is drained, it is still a forbidden area for life, and it is absolutely impossible to be so safe.

Ye Luo thought calmly, but did not think clearly about the reason.

"It should come, it will come." Ye Luo whispered, and then, Ye Luo whispered again: "What is that mysterious thing, what is it, the legendary Lao Tzu, Master, Shakyamuni, Qin Shi Huang, and the supreme existence of the major holy places are all looking for it. ”

Ye Luo whispered in his mouth, and the sniper rifle in his hand turned around, aiming at the hidden roof of the island ninja from a distance, and finally, locked on the four ninjas who were vaguely protected in the middle.

"Which one is Prince Meiji?" Ye Luo's mood was even calmer, no matter what the situation was, the attraction of killing Prince Meiji of the island country was very great.

The captured female ninja was a one-step, approaching and assassinating, assassinating Prince Meiji's secret chess, but it would be best if he could kill the terrifying Prince Meiji before using this dark move.

The forbidden area of the River Styx, self-sealing and cultivation, makes everything impossible possible.

"It's supposed to be you!" Ye Luo waited, his eyes shrinking.

Ye Luo saw three other ninjas in the quadruple mirror, bowed to the mysterious ninja on the far right, and Ye Luo's hand silently pulled the trigger!