He hadn't been in the city for nearly two months, and Ling Yu couldn't help but look around for the latest news.

This is Canglan City, and it is the most prosperous city in the Canglan Continent.

The crowd is full of voices and lively.

Compared with two months ago, when he came to Canglan City, the number of people was nearly half more?

He couldn't help but find a pedestrian and ask, why are there so many more monks from the city?

It turned out that all the sects and factions gathered here because they heard that half of the fragmented treasure map was in the hands of the Canglan faction!

The Canglan Sect is the largest sect in the Canglan Continent, and if they have a treasure map in their hands, others will not dare to fight the idea of the Canglan Sect.

Everyone can't get the treasure map, and they must want to follow behind them to get a piece of the pie, and the Canglan faction may be able to beg for a soup to drink when they eat meat.

As for the other half of the treasure map in the hands of other sects, presumably the Canglan Sect will not miss it, and it must set off another bloody storm.

He suddenly remembered the female demon cultivator who was hunted down by the Hades Emperor Sect that day, could it be that the Underworld Emperor Sect needed to find something was a treasure map?

According to the female demon cultivator's ability to conceal her aura, it is not surprising that she has a small treasure map in her hand.

If this woman really has a treasure map in her hand, in order to protect the treasure map that day, she is not even afraid of death, and she must not miss this opportunity.

He raised his eyebrows, maybe he would see her here today.

Ling Yu's figure was also very obvious in the sea of people, and he was covered from beginning to end in a black robe, making him look more burly in the crowd.

The Canglan Continent and the Yanhuang Continent are not ordinary, this plane is obviously not very friendly to the half-demons, most of the half-demons are either reduced to servants or slaves, because there are no resources, most of the half-demons can only be reduced to low-level monks for people to send.

At this time, if he reveals his half-demon body, he will definitely cause a lot of inconvenience.

Suddenly, I felt a familiar aura in the crowd, very similar to the aura on the female demon cultivator's body that day.

It is said that it is a demon cultivator, and he has a bloody aura, but there is an evil aura on the woman's body.

He has been in the Canglan Continent for more than three years, and most of his weekdays are cultivating, and he rarely pays attention to trivial matters, but he has also heard that there is a special type of evil demon cultivator.

To say that they are demon cultivators, it is better to say that they are Gu cultivators, to put it bluntly, they are a group of people who are proficient in playing with bugs.

Use Gu worms to devour the essence and blood of monks to feed monks, or cultivate powerful Gu worms for their use.

He looked at the group in front of him, but did not notice the woman of that day, but only glanced at it and ignored it.

Ling Yu wandered around, asking for more news.

Like the rest of the monks, he waited for the Canglan faction to set off in search of the treasure, and he followed behind to see the excitement and gain insight into life experience.

Moreover, he had just broken through the eighth order of the Yuan Infant, and he should also rest for a while to stabilize his cultivation, and if he wanted to hurry, he would not be able to reach it.

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Mo Yao was waiting for the White Bone Old Dao and his fellow Gu Cultivators in an inn in Canglan City, and today the White Bone Old Dao was afraid that he would take the initiative to borrow flowers to offer the Buddha and hand over the treasure map in his hand to the Canglan Sect.

After all, the old path of the white bone only has the cultivation of the void and the high-level cultivation, even if it can make the Mahayana monks jealous, but in the end, it will not be defeated by the high-level monks.

In desperation, instead of being attacked by others, it is better to take the initiative to surrender to the strongest sect, and when the time comes, you can also drink a sip of soup behind it.

Mo Yao was thinking about it, and the familiar aura was getting closer and closer.

Shaoqing, a middle-aged man with a ruddy face has appeared in front of her.

Mo Yao was shocked, he was still pale when he saw him last time, could it be that the old man was already injured?