After walking straight for more than an hour, Ye Ning finally arrived at the cave mansion he had built with his own hands.

The cave was under a cliff, and the entrance was only a man wide, so if you didn't get closer, no one would find it. What's more, Ye Ning planted a few vines at the entrance of the cave, which grew lush and extraordinary.

Ye Ning walked in humming a little tune.

As soon as he entered the door, he realized that something was wrong!

The true qi was running, and he quickly disagreed with his whole body, and he moved his ears, and was stunned to hear a soft moan coming from the cave. The voice seemed to be made by someone who had suffered extremely serious internal injuries and was desperately trying to cover it up.

"Who's coming out!"

Ye Ning picked up a stone, prepared to excite it casually, and then walked carefully towards the cave step by step.

He was particularly familiar with the objects in the cave, and although it was dimly lit, he still noticed a black figure crawling in the south corner of the cave.

"Who is it? If you don't say anything, you're welcome!"

If it had been half a day ago, Ye Ning would definitely not have been so cautious, and he would have stepped forward to check it a long time ago. However, watching the earth-shattering battle between the two monks, he finally realized how small the world he had been exposed to before, and it also made him more cautious about everything.

The dark shadow moves!

Ye Ning didn't hesitate, and the stone in his hand shot out quickly!

The shadow snorted and rolled backwards.

Ye Ning had the tip of his nose and soon smelled a faint smell of blood. "Is he injured?" Ye Ning took out a fire fold and lit the only oil lamp in the cave. The light "swooped" and filled the entire cave. Following the light, Ye Ning was stunned to find that the black shadow turned out to be the young monk with a gloomy face!

He was taken aback and hurriedly jumped away.

Seeing him like this, the black shadow smiled, and the laughter actually flowed blood.

"Don't worry, boy. My Purple Mansion has been shattered, the Yuan Shen has been damaged, and there is no chance of survival. The monk panted and said, "I can't imagine that I, Chen Feipeng, have outstanding talents, and I have been practicing hard for more than 300 years, and I have landed so far! Haha......"

Three hundred years! Ye Ning was shocked again. This monk named Chen Feipeng looked only a few years older than himself, and he had lived for more than 300 years? Thinking of this, he cautiously asked, "You, didn't you trap that friar, how could you be injured?"

"You actually know about the monk?" Chen Feipeng said with a strange expression, "Yes, I trapped the Ruoxi Fairy, but I also paid a heavy price and was seriously injured. What I didn't expect was that on the way back, I was attacked by someone! That old guy was a whole realm lower than me, and he actually possessed the best treasure weapon, and seriously injured me with one blow! If it weren't for the heavy treasure of the master's sect, I'm afraid, I wouldn't have been able to escape here. ”