The moment the silver-white light rose, Wang Lin felt a familiar aura.

That is the breath that belongs to the immortal cultivators!

That breath came from under the altar, and it seemed to be sealed inside, which made Wang Lin deeply interested.

An immortal cultivator was sealed in the deep mountains, and no one would have thought of it.

Thinking of the 10,000-year-old Xuanmu box again, Wang Lin guessed that there must have been an immortal cultivation civilization here, but due to the passage of time, it disappeared in the long river of history.

"Prince Wang, is that light a miracle they say?" Yun Ling asked in a low voice.

It was the first time she had seen such a spectacle, and the shock in her heart was beyond measure.

"The light wasn't a miracle, it was just someone under the altar." Wang Lin said lightly.

"Someone under the altar?" Yun Ling was shocked and said, "Is it a dead person?" ”

"I should still be alive...... Wang Lin said uncertainly.

He could only feel that the light implied the aura of the immortal cultivator, and it was not easy to say whether the existence under the altar was still alive.

After all, after the death of an immortal cultivator, the corpse will still exude a powerful aura, and it is not impossible to draw that aura out through sacrifice.

"Huh?"

"Buried in the ground and still alive?"

"Wouldn't that be a monster?" Yun Ling said in surprise.

"I said that there are immortal cultivators in this world, do you believe it?" Wang Lin looked at Yun Ling and asked seriously.

Being stared at by Wang Lin, coupled with the fact that the distance between the two was too close at this time, Yun Ling could even feel Wang Lin's breathing, and immediately blushed.

He said hesitantly: "There should be, after all, those martial arts masters can walk in the air for a short time when they cultivate to the end." ”

"Presumably, immortal cultivators should also exist."

"Could it be that there is an immortal cultivator down there?" Yun Ling was shocked again.

"Just look at it......" Wang Lin no longer spoke, but quietly watched the changes in the pillar of light.

"Why hasn't my sister come back yet?" Yun Ling asked in a low voice, "It's not going to happen, is it?" ”

"Probably not, right?" Wang Lin was also a little worried at this time.

This mountain is so mysterious that even immortal cultivators have appeared, maybe there is some great power hidden.

Hong Ying's current strength, if she really wants to meet an immortal cultivator, she will definitely not be an opponent.

"I'll go look for it, and don't move here." Wang Lin said.

"No, don't leave me, I'm afraid ......" Yun Ling was nervous and grabbed Wang Lin's arm.

Being pulled by Yun Ling, Wang Lin's body suddenly stiffened, but he quickly reacted and said, "Okay, you take my hand and follow me." ”

"Hmmm......"

Wang Lin pulled Yun Ling to search along the footsteps that Hong Ying had just chased.

On the altar, I saw the group of young people participating in the sacrifice, gathered around the altar, and then picked up the dagger and slashed their wrists without hesitation.

Immediately blood flowed out and spilled on the ground.

As the blood fell to the ground, a mysterious and complex formation lit up on the altar, absorbing the blood on the ground.

"What are they doing here?" The onlookers questioned, "Is this a miracle?" ”

"What god would be so cruel as to make people sacrifice blood?"

"That's right, I don't think it's a miracle, it's a miracle......"

Roar –

Suddenly, there was a roar from the ground, resounding through the sky, deafening!

Wang Lin was also attracted by this roar and stopped, Yun Ling didn't see Wang Lin stop because she wanted to look down at the road, and directly crashed into Wang Lin's arms.

Feeling the softness on his chest, Wang Lin suddenly straightened his body, and then stiffly pushed Yun Ling away, "It's dark, be careful, don't fall......"

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention......" Yun Ling apologized in a low voice, and at this time her whole face was already red to her neck.

"Wow, Master, you two are ......"

"Okay?"

Hong Ying came from the darkness with a rabbit in her hand, and her tone was full of gossip.