Hearing this, the man in Chinese clothes opened his mouth a little woodenly:

"Xuanji Gate, Lu Yi. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Xuanji Gate?"

His words fell, and Dongfang Mo frowned and pondered.

After a little recollection, he remembered that this Xuanji Gate was also a powerful force in the Eastern Regions, and this gate had extremely high attainments in the formation field, and when he thought of this, he continued:

"Why are you here?"

"A year ago, in the depths of the Qingling Ancient Site, we discovered a mysterious array."

Just listen to the man in the Chinese costume said without the slightest hesitation.

"What kind of formation is that!"

Dongfang Mo's expression moved.

"I don't know!"

But this time, the man in fancy clothes shook his head.

"Who else is here?"

Dongfang Mo asked again.

"And the other three elders in my sect."

"What kind of cultivation are they!"

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo's expression suddenly sank.

"Two people in the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and one person in the Great Perfection of the Ning Dan Realm."

The man in Chinese clothes spoke.

This time, Dongfang Mo's face changed slightly. If that's the case, it's going to be a bit of a hassle.

Next, he asked a few other questions, such as whether the depths of this Qingling monument were dangerous, and what to be aware of.

However, the man's answer to this was not precise and seemed a bit general. Of course, Dongfang Mo understands this, because after the Demon Suppression Diagram refines this person's soul, he can only maintain some memories of his life, which is not complete. And the more he came later, his memory would become more and more blurry until it finally disappeared.

Just when the two of them asked and answered, he didn't notice that as time went by, the calmness in the eyes of the man in the fancy clothes began to fluctuate gradually, and finally looked at him with a strange look.

At a certain moment, Dongfang Mo was falling into a deep groan.

only heard the sound of "hula", and suddenly the demon soul of the man in fancy clothes rushed towards him, and was about to burrow into his eyebrows.

At the same time, Dongfang Mo suddenly raised his head.

"Look for death!"

He instantly knew that it should be this person's cultivation in the middle stage of the Ning Dan Realm, not something that could be compared with the previous subduing of those demon souls in the foundation building period. His cultivation and this person are two levels, although the great divine power of the Demon Suppression Diagram can easily refine a divine soul that is one order higher than his own cultivation, but it is extremely easy to be counterattacked. Now that this situation goes without saying, I know that it is the demon soul of the man in the Chinese costume who has begun to fight back.

Dongfang Mo's palm was spread out, the mana was frantically agitated, and the demon suppression diagram in his palm resurfaced, and a huge suction force came. saw the figure of the man in fancy clothes rushing towards him slammed suddenly, and then was slowly pulled backwards.

During this period, Dongfang Mo clearly put this person close at hand, and the hideousness and murderous desire on his face were in his eyes, as if he had a huge attraction to this person.

At this point, his face was extremely ugly, so his heart moved.

"Flutter!"

In the next breath, a sound of flapping wings came, and then looked at Dongfang Mo's shoulder, and the shadow had appeared silently.

The beast's handsome head turned, and a pair of tubes shrank abruptly to the size of a pintip, staring at the man in gorgeous clothes.

Suddenly, the madness in the eyes of the man in the fancy clothes instantly extinguished, and a touch of horror appeared instead.

"Squeak!"

After letting out an exclamation, he followed the suction force and drilled into the demon suppression diagram in Dongfang Mo's palm at the fastest speed, never daring to come out again.

Dongfang Mo pinched the palm of his hand, and the boxy demon suppression map loomed in the palm of his hand, and then disappeared.

At this time, he suddenly looked up, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the trunk of the tree, and he saw that the sky outside was gradually getting dark, so he said as if talking to himself:

"Go ahead."

As his words fell, the shadow flapped its wings and blended directly into the darkness around it.

In the evening, the divine power of this beast can be fully exerted, and even the Infant Transformation Realm cultivator is difficult to discover, which is why Dongfang Mo deliberately waited until this time to release the shadow.

Not to mention Qing Mulan now, even if there were three Ning Dan Realm cultivators in the depths of the Qingling Ancient Site, he didn't have to worry about this beast being discovered at all.

Seeing that the shadow melted into the night, Dongfang Mo reached out and poked into the spirit beast bag on his waist and grabbed a small beast shaped like an elk. After cutting the calf of the deer antler root, he took out more than ten drops of essence blood and swallowed it into his mouth, and then healed the wound of this beast with the technique of instilling spirits, and put it into the spirit beast bag, and then began to close his eyes and recuperate.

In this way, a full hour passed, and Dongfang Mo relied on the essence and blood of the deer antler root to completely heal the last injuries in his body that affected the viscera. Now he is completely recovered.

After a while, he looked up with some sense, only to see a black light flickering and disappearing, merging into the shadow beneath his feet.

At the same time, his eyes were closed, looking at the image brought back by the shadow in his mind.

In his mind, this place was extremely vast, overgrown with weeds, and some ruins were exposed in many places. Through some collapsed stone walls or attics, you can get a first glimpse of what this place looked like back then.

What is surprising is that the aura in this place is more than twice as rich as that of Qinggangfeng, and many spirit grasses that are tens or hundreds of years old can be seen almost everywhere.

However, what is most worthy of Dongfang Mo's attention is that there is a place in the depths with a radius of more than ten miles, shrouded in the spiritual power of blue-green wood visible to the naked eye, and from time to time it will emit a strange fluctuation.

The rich wood spirit power will tumble up from time to time with this strange fluctuation. Among them, the shadow also found three figures, in three directions, each pasting a jade slip on his forehead, as if he was burning something.

All three were men in robes. Two of them have gray hair and look like they are over half a hundred years old. The other looked older, looking over seventy.

The three of them were forming a triangular posture around this area of more than ten miles. After the content was burned in the jade slip, he would take a few slow steps forward, during which his hands would play spells from time to time, and he would be submerged in the rich wood spiritual power in front of him.

"Could this be that mysterious formation?"

Seeing this land shrouded in wood spiritual power, Dongfang Mo's brows furrowed, and he faintly guessed.

And in his opinion, these three people should be the three elders of the Xuanji Sect as mentioned by the man in Chinese clothes.

And judging from the movements of them walking slowly and sometimes pasting the jade slip on their foreheads, they should be studying this huge formation.

After thinking for a while, Dongfang Mo came back to his senses, and then checked the picture brought back by the shadow several times. When he saw Aomulan sitting cross-legged outside the col, his eyes closed, he opened his eyes.

Except for the formation and the three Ning Dan Realm cultivators in the picture, he didn't find anything noteworthy. It seems that this woman Qing Mulan did not lie to him, and this Qingling monument should not be much dangerous.

Next, he recuperated for another half a day before standing up. Then his body shook and he came straight to Aomulan who was sitting cross-legged outside the mountain col.

At this time, Qing Mulan opened her eyes as if she had sensed something, and when she found that Dongfang Mo's complexion had recovered a lot, and her breath was extremely stable, the woman also got up and smiled and spoke:

"How is the injury of the junior brother?"

"Hehe, thank you for your concern, it's okay now."

Dongfang Mo bowed his hand.

"That's very good, then I'll just leave."

Aomulan nodded.

"Everything is according to what Senior Sister said."

Dongfang Mo naturally has no opinion on this.

So the two of them continued to walk towards the depths of the Qingling Ancient Site.

Along the way, Dongfang Mo really saw a lot of remnants that came to mind before. Looking at the stone pillars that were two or three zhang thick, as well as many beams more than 100 zhang long, had collapsed and buried deep in the soil, he couldn't help but sigh.

This Qingling monument is worthy of being the strongest strength of the year, just from these remnants of ruins, you can see the glory of this place back then.

However, as time passed, Dongfang Mo noticed that even when he arrived here, Aomagnolia still seemed to be extremely familiar. And the strange thing is that this woman didn't go around in the slightest way, and went straight to the direction of the huge formation, which had to arouse his suspicions.

"Could it be that she also knows about the existence of that formation?"

So thought in his heart.

However, just for an instant, Dongfang Mo's eyes flickered. He remembered what the man in Chinese clothes said just now that a mysterious formation suddenly appeared here a year ago. And Qing Mulan also asked this person before if he had been here for more than a year. At that time, when the man in Chinese clothes heard the woman's words, his expression suddenly changed, as if he was said by Qing Mulan, and then revealed his murderous intentions to the two.

Now that this woman is going straight to that formation, Dongfang Mo's mind turns, and he is instantly sure that Qing Mulan must know the existence of that formation, and even if this woman invites him to go here, it should be related to that formation.

But Dongfang Mo was thoughtful, and did not immediately question this woman, but quietly waited for something.

After another half of the day, the two of them were about to approach the formation in front of them.

"Senior brother, be careful, this place is the deepest part I was here last time, and I don't know much about the situation inside, for the sake of insurance, if the junior brother is not here and wait, I'll check it out first."

At this time, Aomulan paused and spoke.

Hearing this woman's words, Dongfang Mo did not show the slightest color on his face, but nodded slightly.

So as soon as Qing Mulan's figure broke, she disappeared in front of her. Just looking at the back of this woman leaving, Dongfang Mo's face became more and more gloomy.

After about half a pillar of incense, the woman returned again, and her expression was extremely ugly.

"Senior Sister Qing, what did you find?"

Dongfang Mo pretended to be puzzled and asked.

"There's a strange place ahead."

Aomulan explained.

"Where?"

Oriental ink road.

At this point, Qing Mulan appeared in front of him with a formation shrouded in wood spiritual power, and gave him a rough description.

However, after this woman's words fell, Dongfang Mo's expression instantly looked at her.

Under his gaze, Aomulan opened her mouth in great puzzlement:

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo said coldly:

"Senior sister, is there something to hide from Xiaodao?"