The Land of Extreme Shade.

Against the whistling yin wind, Yang Yifan and the two slowly walked towards the depths of the valley.

Compared with the previous casualness, this time, Yang Yifan's demeanor was much more dignified, although he did not stop searching for blood vines along the way, his actions were relatively cautious, obviously guarding against the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate.

Although the short monk said that there were only three Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks inside, Yang Yifan was skeptical about this, and his intuition told him that the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect would definitely not come here as simple as cultivating and collecting medicine, you must know that if it is cultivation, ten thousand

Why don't there be any ordinary disciples of the Poison Sect who cultivate Yin Qi, but they are all masters above the foundation building period when they enter here, even if it is the Ten Thousand Poison Sect that dominates Miao Jiang, there are not as many monks in the foundation building period as dogs, right?

It is precisely because of this that Yang Yifan has become much more cautious along the way, and he has a hunch that this outbreak in the Extreme Yin Land may have a direct relationship with the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, and this time, he is afraid that he will not happen to bump into a big one

Conspiracy.

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At the same time, the main hall of the Soul Sect.

"What, you were stopped by the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate at the border of the Extreme Yin Land?"

Yechen frowned, looking at the three foundation building monks below who were sent to help Yang Yifan find the blood vines, his face was very unsightly.

Originally, not long after Yang Yifan set off, he sent the disciples of the Soul Sect, intending to use a two-pronged approach to assist Yang Yifan in obtaining blood vines, but what he didn't expect was that at this time, these three foundation building monks actually turned back, and they also brought a bad dissipation

Cease.

was stopped by the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, doesn't this mean that the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate have already reached the land of extreme yin?

As a local force in Miao Jiang, the Soul Sect naturally has a lot of dealings with Miao Jiang, and Yechen, as the master of the Soul Sect, is very aware of the style of the monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and wherever they fancy it, if others want to get involved, they will definitely pay the price of blood.

Thinking of this, Yechen felt a little uneasy in his heart, he pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you know Yang Yifan's movements?" ”

"I don't know, when we went, the entire Iron Ridge Mountain Range was already under martial law."

The three foundation-building monks shook their heads, expressions of embarrassment.

"I see, go down."

Yechen had no choice but to nod, he scattered everyone, pondered alone for a long time, and finally shouted in a deep voice as if he had made up a lot of determination: "Where are the ten protectors of the Soul Sect?" ”

Swish!

With a breeze blowing, ten figures appeared in the main hall at the same time.

Raising his eyelids, Yechen stood up, flicked his sleeves, and walked out.

"Come with me to Ironridge Mountain."

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At the same time, Yang Yifan, who had just crossed a corner, stopped.

"It's ......"

Looking at the magnificent building that appeared in front of him, Wang Yu's face changed greatly, he muttered to himself, his eyes were full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost!

Yang Yifan's face is no longer the indifferent look of Gujing Wubo, although it is not as exaggerated as the former, but at this time, his eyes are also full of incredulity!

Altar!

What appeared in the eyes of the two of them was a huge altar!

This altar is made of pitch-black stone of unknown material, which looks natural and magnificent, and there are countless obscure and mysterious ancient patterns on it, which adds a lot of sense of time and vicissitudes to it, and looks like an ancient ruin that has existed for hundreds or thousands of years, which is daunting.

Because the distance was too far, Wang Yu didn't see what was stored in the middle of the altar, but Yang Yifan could see clearly through his own eyesight, and there was a crystal coffin on the altar, and the appearance of this crystal coffin was exactly the same as the owner of the latter lying when Yang Yifan saw Xiaoxiao, but Yang Xiao's one was a solid color, and this one was a weird color like blood!

"This ...... This scene ......"

Looking at the huge altar in the distance, the shock in Yang Yifan's eyes became more and more intense, he was not frightened by this scene, but the scene that had appeared in his dreams many times, it was at this moment!

The huge altar was full of blood-colored coffins, and under the altar, there were even more kneeling monks in black robes, and these monks kept emitting a trace of strange green gas in their bodies, converging towards the blood-colored crystal coffin.

Rao is that they lowered their heads, making people unable to see their expressions clearly, and Yang Yifan could also feel that the faces of these people must be full of piety at this time, because they now give people the feeling that they are like fanatics, extremely fanatical!

This such a familiar scene made Yang Yifan's thoughts instantly chaotic.

What's the situation?

Shouldn't this scene have appeared in a dream, how could it really happen?!

What the hell is this...... What's going on?!

Yang Yifan was stunned.

He didn't understand why this scene really happened in the real world, and if it was all supposed to happen, why did he dream it in advance, and only dreamed of this scene?!

Unlike Yang Yifan, although Wang Yu was shocked, he quickly came back to his senses, and after reacting, endless fear completely filled his mind.

"One, two, three...... Thirty...... Forty-nine! Forty-nine! ”

Wang Yu shivered, forty-nine!

Forty-nine Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks!

This Nima has just come out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den, it's too exciting!

"Former ...... Seniors, there are so many people, let's not go, right? ”

Grunt and swallowed his saliva, Wang Yu was really scared this time, if he still had some confidence in Yang Yifan in the face of the five Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivators before, then now this number made him unable to mention the slightest hope.

There was only one word in his mind right now.

Run!

Before these people find out, run!

“……”

Hearing Wang Yu's trembling voice, Yang Yifan also came back to his senses, he temporarily put the doubts and shocks in his heart, and carefully looked at the situation at the altar.

Wang Yucha was right, before the altar, there were indeed forty-nine foundation-building monks, but the aura emanating from these forty-nine monks was not too powerful, half of them were in the refining period, half were in the first layer of foundation-building, and the highest was only the second-level foundation.

Moreover, Yang Yifan also found that with the release of the green gas in their bodies, the breath of these people became weaker and weaker, on the contrary, the blood-colored crystal coffin exuded a strong coercion, and there was no breeze around the altar, as if it was suppressed by this coercion.

"Stop them!"

I don't know why, at this moment, a crazy idea suddenly appeared in Yang Yifan's mind!