More than three hours later, everyone saw a stone wall, with several large openings in it, and the broken bluestone had been covered with dust, making it extremely desolate.

Mu Shanshan walked a few steps to the wall, and jumped on it, only to be cushioned by something hard under his feet.

She bent down to see that she had stepped on a leg bone, and let out a scream of fright, causing everyone to run over.

After seeing the reason clearly, they all laughed, and Feng Haixin looked solemn, picked up the leg bone and placed it next to the stone wall, and used his magic power to bury it. He said: "The deceased is great, no matter who he was in his lifetime, let's try to treat them as well as possible after the fall." ”

Luo Yan waved the sleeves of his robe, blew open a piece of debris on the stone wall, and found that there were also several sword marks on it, of different depths, it seemed that the battle at that time was very tragic, it was by no means an ordinary war, maybe the entire mountain villa was completely wiped out in this battle.

Looking at the situation in front of him, he seemed to see the scene of tens of thousands of people fighting, the shouting and killing echoed throughout the mountain villa, and the violent spiritual power collision exploded the bluestone, and the fierce sword qi left Dao sword marks on the stone wall.

After a long time, Luo Yan sighed, bowed to the wall, and then led everyone on.

After about half a day, the group crossed a shallow river and came to a ruined place.

Feng Haixin looked at this place as if it was a square before, so he raised his hand and cast a spell, peeling off all the weeds and dust above, revealing the broken stones below.

Some of these stones, which were originally laid on the ground, have now been broken, some have been split into several sections, and the sword marks on them are heavy, and some of the stones have been pierced by sword qi, leaving a large hole, and the bones of the ancestors can be seen between the cracks of the stones from time to time, and the (shēn) bodies are also broken.

Gu Xue looked at it and said: "It seems that this should be the main battlefield back then, I don't know what kind of hatred caused such a big fight? In the end, there was not even a person to collect the body, it was really pitiful." ”

Luo Yan replied: "The reason is hard to say, I have also seen the occupation of ancestral lands and the destruction of sects in other continents, so the immortal cultivation world has always been full of dangers, and the slightest carelessness will lead to killing (shēn), which remains unchanged for eternity, so we can only protect ourselves and the people on the side (shēn) by becoming stronger." ”

Everyone walked on the rocks, avoiding the bones, and you talked to each other, not noticing a living creature passing through the grass.

A day later, everyone came to the shore of a dry lake, at the top of the rockery in the middle of the lake, a huge bluestone was erected, and the three big characters of "Shangming Lake" were engraved on it.

Everyone walked slowly along the bluestone-paved road on the shore, crossed the crescent arch bridge, and stepped into an octagonal pavilion.

As far as the eye could see, it was full of depression, and the westerly sun shone on the rocks, and there was a bright white light shining towards it

Luo Yan's arm made him feel a trace of (rè) degree.

This unusual phenomenon immediately caught his attention, and when he looked at the light source, he saw that it was coming from a bush at the bottom of the lake, and he immediately walked over there, and finally found that the light was coming from an exposed gem.

Luo Yan stretched out his hand to pick up the gem, but suddenly brought out half of his arm and a golden knife, which was set at the end of the hilt.

And this arm has been broken for thousands of years, and the dry black skin is still wrapped in the golden bones, clutching the hilt of the knife.

Luo Yan urged the true qi before removing this arm, and then injected a trace of mana into the knife.

The golden knife instantly released a thousand rays of light, enveloping most of Shangming Lake, attracting all the women to look at it one after another.

Seeing that the movement caused was too great, he hurriedly withdrew his true qi, and then the light on the golden knife gradually dimmed, but the knife (shēn) became spotless, and the back of the knife was still engraved with the two small characters "Ten Thousand Saints", and the rest of the place was covered with dense runes.

With a slight wave, all the weeds within the first three zhang of (shēn) were cut off, and he secretly said in his heart: "A good knife, if it is divided according to the current rating, it definitely exceeds the god level, and when it becomes (shēn) in the future, it will have another good magic weapon." ”

He happily put away the Ten Thousand Saints Golden Sword, and then smiled at the women who came running. When the women saw that Luo Yan had picked up the treasure, they all released their senses and began to look for them, and finally they really found a few weapons under the soil in the lake, and the grades were also good, so they returned to the shore happily.

At this time, Luo Yan was following the sheep intestine stone road to a place called "White Crane Copper Mountain", and the bluestone at the entrance was carved with a crane flying slowly.

Inside, there was a mountain made of bronze stone, on which there was no grass, and he walked up the stone steps, gradually climbing to the top of this stone mountain.

Just as he was standing on his feet, he suddenly felt a slight shaking under his feet, and then a thin red line (shè) came.

He hurriedly jumped up (shēn) and dodged, but before he could hit the ground, a white claw grabbed at his waist again.

Luo Yan's body hanging in mid-air hurriedly flipped over and landed on top of a stone, and only then did he see clearly that a crane with white feathers appeared not far from him, looking at him angrily, exuding the aura of cultivation in the middle of the merger.

Luo Yan said: "Immortal crane senior, in the next ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the crane flew up again, and its huge wings fanned towards Luo Yan. "Who is your senior?" and its voice was like that of a young girl.

Luo Yan's (shēn) shape was flown upside down by her for more than ten zhang, and crashed into Feng Haixin (shēn) who came from behind.

The latter raised his hand to hold him and asked with concern, "Are you hurt?"

Luo Yan said: "Not yet, but it won't be necessary for a while." ”

The crane saw another one

The person looked even more angry, his wings flickered, and a gust of wind came out of his mouth, blowing Luo Yan to the ground.

He reached out and hurriedly grabbed Feng Haixin's arm, and then he stood firm. Looking at the white guy in front of him, Luo Yan's heart moved, and he couldn't bear to hurt her, so he sent a message to Feng Haixin: "You hold her for a moment, but don't hurt her body." ”

Although Feng Haixin had some doubts, she still agreed, and took a step forward to block Luo Yan (shēn), and took out the crape myrtle blue moon screen to resist the blowing wind.

Seeing that the wind was blocked, the crane took out two more feathers and flew towards Feng Haixin and Luo Yan.

Feng Haixin swung the Haixin Fengming Sword to knock down one feather, and then used the Blue Moon Screen to stop another feather flying towards Luo Yan.

Seeing that the two moves did not repel them, the crane turned into an eleven or twelve-year-old girl in white, with a white feather on her head and a feather fan, quite immortal. (jiāo) shouted, "Who are you who have trespassed on my mansion?"

Feng Haixin said: "Who are you, why do you say that this is yours?"

The girl replied, "I have been here since I was born, and I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and no one has ever dared to come here, and where did you come from?"

Feng Haixin replied: "You are the one who came out, we came here in a bright and bright way." ”

The girl pouted and said, "It doesn't matter how you came here, let me leave quickly." As he spoke, the feather fan in his hand moved, and another strong wind struck.

Feng Haixin hurriedly made a move to block, this kind of play of only defending and not attacking made her very passive, but fortunately, her cultivation was higher than that of the immortal crane, and there would be no danger for a while.

The crane's feather fan seems to be a spiritual treasure of the genus Wind (xìng), and every time it is instigated, it is stormy.

Luo Yan, who retreated to the back, took out a treasure that was still nearby, and later planted five flags, and then began to carve them on the ground, and faint curves gradually formed, and finally connected to the lines that formed the origin of space.

About an hour later, Luo Yan sent a message to Feng Haixin again, telling her to retreat to her own (shēn). Feng Haixin complied.

At the moment when she approached Luo Yan, Luo Yan's already prepared right hand quickly emitted a ball of golden light, hitting a flag, and then with a "buzz", a golden light curtain rose on the ground, trapping the girl who had turned into a crane, no matter how he tossed inside, he couldn't rush out.

Luo Yan stood outside and said, "Immortal Crane Daoist, don't waste your strength, this formation was built by me with a lot of top-grade spirit stones." ”

The girl said, "Aren't you just a trapped formation in the fairy world, give me some time to see how I can break it open." ”

Luo Yan said with a smile: "You're right, but when I was arranging, I made a little change to combine it with the way of space, I don't believe you can try it again." ”

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