Luo Li slowly got up from the ground, and her crystal skin did not stick to the slightest dust. But there were some injuries to his body.

On the one hand, Ye Xu sneaked attack, and on the other hand, he was inhaled by the magic circle and was injured.

"Where is this?"

Luo Li looked very dark around, and there were huge rocks all above and below.

"Is this an underground hide?"

Many super-dynasties or super-first-class powers will establish such vaults in order to prevent the decay of future generations.

But not every one of them survives to the time when future generations decay.

It is likely that they were plundered in the middle.

As a disciple of the Holy Land, Luo Li naturally knew more than others.

She looked at the corpses beside her, all of them royals who had just fallen from above.

Even the cultivation in the late stage of his own transformation will be injured a little if he falls from above, let alone these people.

"There's something weird here!" Luo Li said.

After coming here, you can feel a faint but very strange energy fluctuation. Maybe there are some special magic circles, otherwise with her cultivation, there would generally be no fall damage. Luo Li glanced at the corpse on the ground, ready to move forward to find a way out.

She didn't care if these people lived or died.

"Grace ....."

The man lying on the ground suddenly let out a soft thump.

"Anything else isn't dead?" Luo Li was slightly surprised.

Looking at it, only the third princess Jiang Nan'er still has breath among these people.

Luo Li thought that as a princess, she might have some life-saving magic weapon on her body, so she didn't think much about it.

But she didn't expect that the life-saving magic weapon on Jiang Nan'er's body was not something that Yun Guguo could handle at all.

Luo Liqiao's face was cold.

What can Jiang Nan'er do even if she doesn't die?

What does the princess of a small country have to do with her own life or death?

What's more, there is jealousy among women.

At this time, Yunlan Country, above Yunling Mountain.

"Starfall!"

Shen Fei let out a loud shout, and countless starlights gathered.

The sky was full of golden light, and the terrifying coercion swept all around.

It destroyed half of the mountain peak with the momentum of devastating and decaying, and the originally vibrant, misty mountain peak was like a Shura battlefield.

An old Taoist priest wearing a tattered Taoist robe and full of embarrassment was beaten and knelt on the ground.

Scarred and miserable.

"Say, who instructed you?" Shen Fei flew in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

The Miriyama Daoren's pupils were filled with fear.

"It's... It's Shura-sama! ”

After living for so many years, his sense of murderous aura is extremely keen

The murderous aura on the young man in front of him was not strong, but it was incomparably pure.

Obviously not a bloodthirsty person, but definitely not soft-hearted.

Shen Fei smiled coldly, and said in his heart: Sure enough, it is a person from the Shura Palace!

"Where is Shura now?" Shen Fei asked.

The Misty Mountain Daoist knelt on the ground, and said in a dark panic:

"I really don't know, every time it is the twelve wings under Lord Shura who convey orders to me

Shen Fei frowned slightly, this person really didn't seem to know.

"And do you know where they stand?"

"The Shura Palace's stronghold in the Yungu Kingdom is in a small casino in Dongqi City, and the eleventh and twelfth wings are stationed there!"

The largest casino in the Imperial City of the Yungu Kingdom was just a temporary place for Ye Xu to give orders.

The real stronghold is in a small city called Dongqi in the Yungu Kingdom.

The people of the Foggy Mountains did not dare to hide it in the slightest.

He felt too much coercion on this young man, as if he could crush himself to death in an instant.

To be able to cultivate such arrogance, it must be the inheritor of those top forces.

Although the Shura Hall has developed rapidly, it is not enough after all.

Being targeted by big forces, there is only one way to die.

And the people of the Foggy Mountain Dao joined the Shura Hall at that time for the sake of profit, and now their lives are quickly guaranteed

If he doesn't stop, of course he has to stand in line.

Then Shen Fei asked some more relevant information, and all the people of Wushan Dao answered truthfully.

"If you know your mistakes and repent, I will not punish you!"

Shen Fei shook his next sentence and prepared to leave.

Although he also joined the Shura Temple, he repented of his mistakes and was beaten half to death by himself.

"What kind of power can you dare to be a son?" The Miriyama Daoren asked.

Shen Fei looked back and glanced at him coldly.

"Glass Sanctuary!"

After speaking, he disappeared in place, leaving only the dull-faced Wushan Dao people.

"It turned out to be... People of the Holy Land! ”

"And it has to be the one!!"

No one dares to provoke the four holy lands as the peak power of the sect in the land of the five continents, and no one dares to doubt its power and heritage.

However, although the disciples of the Four Holy Lands are all one in ten thousand, they are always uneven.

But there is one holy place, and that is the Glass Holy Land!

When any disciple of the Liuli Holy Land goes to other holy places, he will be treated as an inner disciple or even a core disciple.

Moreover, from ancient times to the present, there is only one male disciple in the Liuli Holy Land!

What was the identity of the young man just now, the Cloud Mist Dao people knew in their hearts.

Shen Fei went directly to Dongqi City to attack Huanglong, instead of choosing to return to the capital first.

The Shura Hall is hidden in the shadows, and the longer the time drags on, the more likely it is to startle the snake.

He had to rush to Dongqi City as fast as possible.

According to the people of the Foggy Mountain Dao, in the Shura Palace, in addition to Lord Shura, there is the Twelve-Winged King!

The Twelve Winged Kings are twelve people with profound cultivation, so their status in the Twelve Wings and Eleventh Wings in Dongqi City is not low!

As long as they are caught, the entire Shura Hall will surface.

In the palace of Yungu Kingdom, the whole atmosphere was very depressing.

Yesterday's centennial festival was the most important day, but it turned out to be a major change.

Several royal relatives, including the princess of the dynasty, have all disappeared from the ancestral land, and there is also a special envoy!

The other envoy was nowhere to be found.

When such a big thing happens, it is no longer something that a small monarch can handle.

In the underground world of the imperial capital of the ancient kingdom of Yungu.

Luo Liyu held a thick rope in her hand, and dragged a simple wooden bed made of wood behind her.

On top of the wooden bed, there was a beautiful girl.

The ground under the wooden bed was pitted and full of stones.

Luo Li used some spiritual power to drag the wooden bed, making the wooden bed stable and not shaking in the slightest.

Although she said that she didn't care about Jiang Nan'er, she finally brought her with her.

"Come out!"

Luo Li suddenly snorted softly, and her beautiful eyes looked at the dark corner, full of murderous intent.

"Vivi!"

A flock of corpsed giant birds flew out of it.

Flapping its huge black wings and making a piercing and unpleasant cry.

These are the burial spirit beasts of the ancestors of the Yungu Kingdom.

After being treated in a special way, it will be corpsed many years after death, and many ancient tombs use this way to guard the tomb.

"Nine turns of yin water!"

Luo Liyu's hand was swept out, and there were bursts of water waves in the air.

The ripples echoed, and many corpse spirit beasts were shaken back, and the cracks on the carrion did not flow out

— Dripping blood.

"Stronger than the previous ones!"

Luo Li was slightly startled.

Along the way, she didn't know how many waves of attacks she had encountered, all of which were guardian beasts.

"Gluttony!"