"Barren Mountains and Wild Mountains......" Shen Jian sat on the back of the black dragon and looked down at the mountains below.

Today's era has passed too long since the era when Youtian Venerable Li Qifeng lived, and there are tens of thousands of years away.

Under the vicissitudes of life, I am afraid that the lakes can become deserts and mountains become plains.

What was once a town or village may have long since turned to dust.

So now facing a barren mountain and a wild range, Shen Jian is not surprised.

It's just that in this way, he still needs to spend some more effort to find out where Youtianzun hid this soul bead from him.

Shen Jian gently patted the top of the black dragon's head, and the black dragon's body descended downward and landed in the mountains.

The huge body shrank again, and the black dragon rewound around Shen Jian's right arm.

Shen Jian searched in the mountains.

The dark golden peach blossom rune on the palm of his left hand flashed at this time, and the brilliance flowed.

Closer to home, the guidance of the Netherworld Tribulation is not so keen.

Shen Jian pondered for a moment, and his heart moved slightly: "It means that this is a large area of relevance, and I am above this area, so the Netherworld Tribulation can't point in the exact direction, because no matter which side it is pointing, it is correct." ”

He looked around at the mountains: "Unfortunately, I can't enter through the door, how can I get in?"

The place is very inhospitable and in a very pristine ecological environment.

For modern monastic civilization, there are two possibilities for the existence of such a place.

First, the aura here is disordered, there are many dangers, and the difficulty of development is too high.

With the development of modern monastic civilization, there are fewer and fewer such places, and there are only a few places such as Kunlun, Penglai, Shushan, and Chiyuan Snow Mountain.

The second is that the aura here is very thin, and at the same time, there is a lack of products, so there is no value for development.

This is the case in this mountainous area right now.

Because the aura is too thin, it is difficult to cover even the spirit net here, so that if Shen Jian wants to contact Pang Hai now, it is much more convenient and faster to pass through the Nether Tribulation than through the palm of the spirit brain.

"I think I might have found a place. Shen Jian spread out the palm of his left hand, and the dark golden light flashed in the palm of his hand, and a peach branch grew from it.

He asked, "Where have you been?"

Using this spell to communicate with other Nether Sorcerers requires a close proximity between the two parties.

Being able to get in touch now means that Pang Hai is not far from Shen Jian.

Sure enough, the dark golden peach blossoms on the branches opened, and Pang Hai's voice came from them: "We are also going to your position, Senior Brother, and we are about to arrive." ”

Shen Jian took the spell and observed the surrounding environment while waiting for Pang Hai and Granny Tao to arrive.

While waiting, Shen Jian was not idle, exploring everywhere.

Overall, nothing to gain.

To open the door, it seems that a special key is required.

Shen Jian suspected that it was the black banner in Granny Tao's hand.

After thinking for a moment, he stopped paying attention to the Netherworld Tribulation in the palm of his left hand and instead focused on his right hand.

In the palm of his right hand, the sigil token that flashed silver light stood out again.

Shen Jian's mind was connected to the central core spirit brain of the Shenzhou on the other side, and then he began to scan the mountain range where he was with the help of the search and positioning function of the Shenzhou on the other side.

After searching for it, there was still no direct finding.

But Shen Jian felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The sensation is so faint that it's almost imperceptible.

It was as if something untraceable was tugging at his heartstrings.

Shen Jian was in good spirits, and he was sure that it was not his delusion.

So he began to examine himself carefully to see what was at work.

The token of the Shenzhou on the other side of the right hand is not.

The three-story pagoda, no.

The Netherworld Tribulation of the left hand, still not.

The bronze statue......

"Huh?" Shen Jian was slightly surprised.

Since last summer, Bronze Xiaoding was slashed by the mysterious knife intent in Kunlun Mountain, and there has been no movement.

Speaking of which, Shen Jian is not the real owner of the bronze Xiaoding.

It was actually the black dragon that directly refined this magic weapon.

But before, not only Shen Jian himself, but even the black dragon could no longer communicate with Bronze Xiaoding.

The sword intent that entered the bronze tripod also stopped moving, as if it had completely disappeared.

So there was an extra crack in the bronze tripod, and since then, it has been scrapped.

Conch, Huangfu Ying and the others were still afraid that Shen Jian would attack them with the help of this bronze tripod, but they thought too much.

Shen Jian still carries this bronze Xiaoding with him, and now he can only help him sing about the empty city plan.

But I didn't expect that in this place, the bronze Xiaoding had a faint reaction.

This was really beyond Shen Jian's expectations.

He immediately took out the bronze tripod and studied it carefully.

After thinking about it, Shen Jian found that to be precise, it was not the bronze Xiaoding who reacted.

In that crack, there was a faint knife intent ready to move.

There was no movement before, as if the knife intent that the mud cow had disappeared into the sea, and now it reappeared.

It's like a sleeping giant, waking up in a hazy way.

This sword intent is far less fierce and domineering than in Kunlun Mountain at the moment, but now that he finally has a reaction, Shen Jian is still full of relief.

In a sense, this sword intent has moved again, and his trip is worth it.

Of course, now he was even more curious, this sword intent seemed to be related to the Netherworld Dao Founding Patriarch Youtianzun.

Could it be that Youtianzun is the one who left that sword intent?

Shen Jian shook his head slightly.

Although the Netherworld Dao has a martial arts heritage, it has not been important since ancient times.

However, this sword intent is related to West Kunlun and East Penglai, and in terms of time, it seems that it is indeed in the same era as Youtianzun.

Youtian Venerable is not necessarily the master of the sword intent, but there may be other connections between the two.

While Shen Jian was thinking, his subordinates kept going, with the help of Shenzhou on the other side of the river to help search and calculate, pondering the bronze tripod in his hand.

After searching for a while, when he arrived at a place, the sword intent suddenly became more intense, and even the bronze small tripod shook violently.

Shen Jian could feel a tingling pain coming from the palm of his left hand, where the Netherworld Tribulation was.

He took a deep breath and raised his left hand.

In the palm of his left hand, the dark golden peach blossom is in full bloom at this moment.

The dark golden light shone in one direction, and then without Shen Jian's urging, a fierce and domineering sword intent flew out of the gap on the bronze small ding!

The power of this knife is not fully exerted at the moment.

But in terms of artistic conception, Shen Jian can be sure that this is exactly the original sword intent in Kunlun Mountain.

Under the domineering and unrivaled momentum, there are extremely strong emotions, which make the people around them infected.

However, unlike the resentment in Kunlun Mountain, the sword intent at this moment actually made Shen Jian feel a sense of joy.

It's like an old friend reuniting after a long absence.

The sword intent fell in the direction of the dark golden light, and it actually slashed the void.

The entrance to the portal that Shen Jian wanted to find was placed in front of him like this.