(Today's second update, the next update will be released around 21:30)

On the way to the Blood Soul Palace, the most noteworthy thing is that the little girl's blood rain is flying, and her pair of bloody eyes glance at Yan Hui from time to time, as if she has sensed some unspeakable secret. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After glancing at it for a while, she asked Wu Potian: "Brother Tian, I found that the person surnamed Yan has bad intentions for you, you have to be careful!"

After listening to this girl's voice, Wu Potian turned his head and smiled and asked, "What kind of attempt?

"Hmph, I know that you two eyebrows, you are not serious, see if I go back and don't tell a few sisters, then let you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, hum!"

The little girl who snorted twice was in a very unhappy mood, and rarely talked to Yan Huilai along the way, even if Yan Huilai asked her something, she loved to ignore it.

Wu Potian didn't feel anything, he and Yan returned to be general friends, and they had never talked about it in depth, and they didn't even know some of her basic information.

However, he always maintained a curiosity about Yan's return, and there was always an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if he should have a further relationship with Yan's return.

Moreover, he felt that this girl and him were familiar and inextricably linked, but he couldn't understand it.

Now, when the little girl mentioned it like this, the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt:

He has met hundreds of millions of people from the Flying Feather Continent, and there are so many beautiful women in it, but why do I have such a strange feeling towards a masked woman, a stranger who has never even seen her real face?

Is this the so-called karmic meeting, which is destined for us to have a relationship? But why is that? Is it really like what the Buddhists say, there is a theory of past lives and future lives?

In the past, Wu Potian was an atheist, and he scoffed at the legends of gods and ghosts, and never took them to heart.

But since cultivating martial arts, with the gradual deepening of the realm, his vision has been very broad, and he knows that the things that are denied by Huaxia such as gods, ghosts, monsters, etc., are real.

But these have little to do with ordinary people, and it is okay to deny that they don't exist, so this is a paradox:

There seems nothing wrong with a thing that is real, but you can treat it as if it doesn't exist.

Where is the value of the existence of gods, demons and ghosts?

Perhaps, their role is an indispensable part of the composition of the entire universe, and through some kind of rule, their freedom is restricted, which will lead to this helpless ending.

After thinking about it for a long time, because the realm was not there, Wu Potian really couldn't figure it out. Finally, after thinking about it, he took a deep breath and shook his head vigorously, leaving this boring and incomprehensible question aside.

Ten days, a full ten days of flight, when the direct flight was upset, the group came to the location of the Blood Soul Palace---- the Soul Swing Mountain Range.

Here, the Qingyun Empire belongs to the Feiyu Continent, and further east, about three empires apart is the territory of the Red Cherry Empire.

Hearing the introduction of Yan's return, Wu Potian secretly thought to himself in his heart, the eldest prince of the Red Cherry Empire has been killed by Benjun, and now, only the second prince is left, the prince who has no confidence, if there is no strong person to support him, I am afraid that it will not be far from the destruction of the country.

The strength of an emperor's ability is closely related to whether the empire is strong or not, the emperor is strong, the empire will be extremely strong, no one dares to bully, if the emperor is too weak, it will not take many years, and the empire will be a mess by him.

The law of the jungle is always the driving force and the theme of social progress, if the straw bag of the second prince really becomes the emperor, it is strange that the country will not die!

Thinking so in his heart, Wu Potian, who was sitting on the back of the tenth-level Aoki Locust, looked at the Soul Swing Mountain Range below that covered the clouds and fog barriers, the mountains were majestic and majestic, and the gods were beautiful, and he also sensed a compelling aura coming to his face.

Moreover, in this aura, the soul power seemed to be particularly rich, several times more than in ordinary places, he couldn't help but be very curious, and asked out loud:

"Miss Yan, may I ask, is there any allusion to the fact that this place is called the Soul Swing Mountain Range?

Yan Hui was stunned when she heard this, she didn't understand, what was the difference between the aura here and the aura in other places?

A martial king-level guard beside her saw that the young palace master couldn't answer, so he glanced at Yan Hui, and then replied on her behalf:

"Returning to the distinguished guest, you are a senior master, and you can see the difference in this Soul Swing Mountain Range at once. There is indeed an allusion to this Soul Swing Mountain Range, and this legend has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, but I don't know if it's true or not. ”

Oh......

Wu Potian replied and did not continue, hoping that the other party would continue, because this place is so special, there must be a very magical legend, perhaps, this is closely related to the great war hundreds of thousands of years ago.

The Martial King-level guard was encouraged by Wu Potian, and he spoke even more energetically:

"This Soul Swing Mountain Range was originally called the Soul Swing Mountain Range, and it is said that there is an entrance to the underworld hidden here, but since the beginning of the establishment of my Blood Soul Palace, I have been looking for the entrance to this underworld, but I have not found it.

Because there is the entrance to the underworld, there are often the souls of lonely souls and wild ghosts wandering here, attracting many soul cultivators to come here to exorcise the souls, and over time, this soul mountain range is called famous.

But hundreds of thousands of years ago, a strange thing suddenly happened in this Soul Swinging Mountain Range: one night, the lonely souls and wild ghosts all over the mountains screamed for seven days and seven nights, and the sound penetrated into the depths of people's souls, making people's hearts ripple, and people couldn't understand what happened in these seven days and seven nights, and since then, this place has been renamed the Soul Swing Mountain Range!"

Hearing this, Wu Potian's pair of blood pupils immediately lit up, and he whispered softly: "Soul Swing Mountain Range, Soul Swing Mountain Range, good name, very vivid, good!"

It's just the name of a mountain range, is it worth this guy to babble so much? Yan Hui felt that the behavior of this martial arts master was very strange, and he couldn't help but ask in a coquettish voice:

"Master of Martial Arts, what is the difference between this Soul Swinging Mountain Range and the Soul Swinging Mountain Range?

"Yes, there must be a secret!"

Speaking of this, he said meaningfully to Yan Gui: "Perhaps, this trip Benjun is really the right one, hahaha...... I really want to thank you, Miss Yan!"

Yan Huilai listened to his brainless answer, and immediately gave him a fierce look, and said angrily: "What a weird person, what are you talking about, I don't understand it at all?"

Moreover, not only Yan Guilai couldn't understand, everyone here, except for Uncle Tian, everyone else was confused, and they didn't know what dumb riddle this guy was playing......

Seeing that everyone was dumbfounded, Wu Potian didn't want to explain more, but said funny: "Why are you looking at me, why don't you go down and return to the Soul Swing Mountain Range?" )