At this time, the monster spoke again and asked, "Are you also a member of the Feathered Clan, I sensed a breath of the Holy Clan from you." ”

Lin Yang had already understood at this moment that this monster had wings, and the feathered wing clan in his mouth should be his kind.

And his own body was condensed by the blood of the Vermilion Bird, and ordinary Terran monks couldn't distinguish it at all.

And in the process of chasing this monster and himself, he caught a trace of the breath of the Vermilion Bird, so he decided that he was a member of the Holy Clan in the Feather Clan.

Lin Yang opened his mouth and asked, "How can you tell that I am from the Feathered Clan?"

When the monster heard Lin Yang's words, his face showed an excited expression, and he knelt on the ground on his knees, and prostrate on the ground with his hands blindfolded.

The big knife in his hand disappeared, and the wings on his shoulders were also folded into his body, and he said respectfully: "Wu Labu, a person of the Peng clan, greets the holy son of my clan!"

Lin Yang was stunned by this sudden situation, seeing that this monster's reverent actions were not pretended.

However, Lin Yang did not relax his vigilance, and continued to say: "Get up, let me ask you, how did you come here?"

And you're just a soul, how did your body get destroyed?"

Ulabu just raised his head, still kneeling on the ground, and told Lin Yang about how he came here and his body was destroyed.

The specific time of the incident is not clear to Ulabu, it should have been tens of thousands of years ago, he is a member of the Peng clan of the Feather Wing Clan, and lives in a world of cultivating immortals called Kunyu Continent.

One day he was out on a mission in the clan, and on the way back from completing the mission, he happened to encounter a five-colored deer.

So Ulabu wanted to kill the five-colored deer and get a demon pill.

However, the five-colored deer was also more alert, and the speed of the flight was very fast, and in the process of chasing, Ulabu was taken into a mountain col.

This col is not an ordinary col, it is full of a large number of spatial cracks.

The five-colored deer often lived here and was already familiar with the location of the spatial rift, but Ulabu did not know it, and in the process of chasing the five-colored deer, he was accidentally sucked into a spatial rift.

At this point, Urabu's voice trembled a little, as if he remembered the scene again.

His voice was filled with anger, and he continued, "When I came out, I found myself in a strange place.

While passing through the spatial rift, I was so injured that I couldn't move even half a step.

In front of me was a group of Terran monks, talking in a language I didn't understand.

Later, I learned that those people were the Terran array mages who arranged the magic circle, and at that time, the magic circle here had just been arranged, and there was still a lack of a formation spirit.

My appearance made those Terran monks decide to refine me as a formation spirit to protect this magic circle.

After that, my body was destroyed, and my soul was refined and fused with this circle.

In the years that followed, my body was this circle, and my spirit became the spirit of this circle, and I never left this place again.

There are a lot of natural spatial cracks here, and from time to time, some energy destroys the magic circle, and I have to mobilize the power of the magic circle to resist.

I don't know how long it was, but one day I heard the sound of a fight on it.

Then I fainted with a loud explosion, and when I woke up again, I felt a sharp pain all over my body, and the circle had been destroyed.

As a circle spirit, this circle is like my physical body.

Now that the circle is destroyed, that is, my body is destroyed, I have a feeling of great pain.

I tried to get out of here, but I couldn't do it as a ghost, so I could only move around this space.

And every day I have to endure the pain of the destruction of the magic circle that cannot be healed.

This suffering lasted not for a day or two, but for tens of thousands of years.

I hate the Terran monks for making me suffer here every day, every day with the destruction of my body and the pain that I can't heal.

I can't even die, how I want to die happily, but I can't.

Finally, one day I met two Terran monks, and they actually found this place, and I saw through that they came here to get the source of Ugin here.

I easily slay them under my sneak attack, and I learned the language of the Terran through soul searching for Terran monks.

I also know that these two Terran monks are from an immortal cultivation sect called the Five Poison Sect. ”

As soon as Lin Yang heard the name of the Five Poison Sect, he also thought of his jade slip, which should also be related to the Five Poison Gate.

Seeing that Lin Yang's expression changed slightly, Ulabu took out two storage bags from the side and handed them to Lin Yang.

Said respectfully: "Holy Son, this is the storage bag of those two, I will kill one of them directly, and the other person will know that his name is Li Qingyang after searching the soul." ”

Lin Yang seemed to be a little familiar when he heard Li Qingyang's name, and after thinking about it carefully, he knew that it was a person who was looking for treasure in the secret realm of the Demon Mountain, and one of the several disciples who came out alive from the Five Poison Sect was named Li Qingyang.

Due to the fact that there were too many casualties in the Demon Mountain Secret Realm that time, everyone who came out alive was known, including those disciples of the rival sect.

Lin Yang checked the two storage bags, and found a jade slip in one of the storage bags, on which a map of the area of this place was drawn.

And there is a secret passage in the mountain that left this place, which is the exit from this place.

However, the word "bitter" is marked in the secret passage, and a small section is emphatically marked.

After Lin Yang pondered for a while, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Could it be that the people of the Five Poison Sect have released the bitterness here, and this bitterness is a highly poisonous thing that can be ranked in the top ten in the list of poisons in the immortal cultivation world.

Not to mention that Lin Yang is a foundation building stage monk at the moment, even if he is a monk in the Yudan stage, if he is poisoned by bitterness, he will definitely die if there is no antidote.

As for the Xiaodu Poison Gong that Lin Yang had cultivated, he was also immune-free to this very domineering bitterness.

If he hadn't been stopped by Long Tianming and left smoothly from the exit of that mountain, it was estimated that he would also be bitter.

Although there is a true spirit body, it will not die immediately.

However, if you don't get the antidote for a long time, you will also end up in a regressive cultivation, and there will only be a result.

When Lin Yang thought of this, he was a little glad in his heart that he didn't leave through that exit.

No bitter antidote was found in the two storage bags, which made Lin Yang a little disappointed.

He knew that the bitterness itself was very precious, and the antidote to the bitterness was even more difficult to find, and it was possible that the two of them had already taken the antidote in advance when they applied the poison.

What was left in the storage bag were some spirit stones, magic weapons, pills, etc., which were commonly used by monks, and Lin Yang was not interested.

It was just a cursory glance, but when he was looking at the jade slip, after seeing the three words "Dingyan Dan" in a jade slip, Lin Yang's mind moved.

Through the name of this pill, it is not difficult to understand that this pill called Dingyan Dan should be a kind of anti-face pill.

The world of cultivating immortals is so big, it is really surprising that there is a Dan Dao master who has studied this kind of Dan formula.

Immortal cultivators pursue the road of immortality, and they don't care about their appearance, even if their appearance is still youthful, but when their longevity is about to end, they can't escape the certainty of life and death.

I don't know why this monk who was killed by Ulabu attaches so much importance to his appearance, and he is also a strange thing in the world of cultivating immortals.

In fact, Lin Yang thought too much, and the people who cultivated immortals, especially those female cultivators, were very concerned about their appearance.

And Li Qingyang, who died in the hands of Ulab, is also a ****, who has practiced a kind of charm technique, so he attaches more importance to his appearance than even ordinary female monks.

At this time, after seeing Lin Yang check the two storage bags, Ulabu said to Lin Yang, "Holy Son, I don't know how you came to the Terran territory?

But seeing that your wings haven't awakened yet, you must have been to the Kun Feather Realm yet!"

Lin Yang is not a member of the Feathered Wing Clan at all, and he doesn't know what the "Kun Feather Realm" mentioned in Ulabu's mouth is at all?

Seeing the blank expression in Lin Yang's eyes, Ulabu continued, "Lord Holy Son, you are not very old, and you are fluent in the human language.

It should have been sucked into this place at a very young age, and the Kun Yu Realm is a sacred place of our Yu Clan.

There are countless feather souls there, and the powerful Holy Son will have the opportunity to enter the Kun Feather Realm and get the opportunity to fuse the feather soul, and then he can give birth to feather wings. ”

After listening to Ulabbu's words, Lin Yang nodded slightly.

Ulabu was very happy at this moment, prostrate on the ground again, and said respectfully: "Then please Your Highness the Holy Prince, take Urabu out of this place!"

I don't want to suffer the pain here anymore, let me be free, I want to enter the Kun Feather Realm and become a feather soul. ”

Lin Yang knew that he was not a holy son at all, although he had the blood of the Vermilion Bird in his body, he was a Terran monk.

Even if you go to the land of the Feather Clan, you will definitely be recognized by some powerful beings there, and your situation will still be dangerous at that time.

When Lin Yangzheng didn't know whether to agree to Ulabu's request, a powerful divine sense swept by, and then a wild laugh came.

"Lin Yang, you are really smart, you actually found the source of this Ugin Root, but there is only this one road here, and there are Ugin stones all around, so you can't escape.

It's like a dungeon here, I see how you escape?"

Lin Yang didn't know this person, but after this person came in, there was another person behind him who blocked the exit.

Both of them were scarred and looked like they had just experienced a major battle.

This person's divine consciousness is unstable, not the old monster of the Yuan Infant Stage, could it be that these people killed the Yuan Infant Stage Monk?

Lin Yang was also taken aback when he thought of this.

There is a huge difference in strength between the monks of the Yudan stage and the monks of the Yuan Infant stage, and it is not possible to win by numbers.

However, the cultivation of the person at the head has reached the realm of a fake baby, and it seems that this person has just stepped into the false infant stage, and the realm of cultivation is not stable.

Lin Yang frowned and asked, "I don't know who Your Excellency is?"

Why do you want to hunt down Lin?"