Qin Yan's face was flushed, and between his thoughts, there was even a little bit of resentment, but Lin Xuan didn't know the cause and effect of the Dao incident, let alone that both of them had received the transmission note in each other's name.

There are many twists and turns, but it is difficult to explain them for a while.

On the night of the full moon, the two of them walked in the forest, but there was a faint strange smell in the charming atmosphere.

At the same time, deep in the belly of the mountain.

The three infantile old monsters each showed their magical powers, the yin wind roared fiercely, the sword qi surged, and the light emitted by the forbidden array had faded a lot, and it seemed a little shaky.

The popping sound still kept coming to my ears, and after a meal, the light flashed, but the light curtain became strangely bright.

The three of them were not surprised, and each strengthened the attack in his hand, which was just a return to the light before the ban was about to be shattered.

The light curtain shuddered, like a boat in a storm, and finally split in half, and an oval-shaped passage appeared in front of him.

"Let's go, I don't know what other tests lie ahead. Kwong's short monk surnamed Chen had a flat voice, but he took the lead and walked in front of the three.

The white-haired old man and the beautiful-looking nun glanced at each other, and hurriedly followed.

This time the passage was obviously much wider than the previous one, with a diameter of more than three zhang, but it was not long, and they came to the end without a piece of S,1.

"Could it be that we are going the wrong way?" Looking at the black mountain wall in front of her, the beautiful nun's eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"Of course not. The monk surnamed Chen stretched out his hand, slapped it on his waist, and took out the compass-shaped magic weapon, and hit it with a magic trick.

The five-colored halo flashed repeatedly, and then the sound of clicking came to the ears, and the surface of the mountain wall in front of it actually fell off on its own, and then a strange pattern came into view.

No...... Not a pattern.

It's more like a few paintings.

Slowly.

The background of the first painting is a deep wasteland, on which all kinds of strange plants grow, which are very different from the human world.

For example, the nearest tree, each leaf has facial features, which is extremely hideous, and looks similar to a small grimace.

There are a lot of white bones everywhere on the ground, and the three people present are all old monsters in the infancy, who broke through in the bloody rain and bloody wind, but for some reason, they feel a little chill on their backs.

"What is this?" the nun couldn't help but exclaim.

But the other two old monsters didn't speak, and instead swallowed the sunlight on the second scroll next to them.

This painting is even more bizarre, and it forms a sharp contrast with the first one, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, Qionglou Yuyu, completely devoid of the eerie horror just now, in a small and delicate pavilion, "A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl is playing the piano.

It looks like a wonderland on earth.

The girl has an amazing beauty, which is comparable to the fairy in the clouds, and the country and the city are the only adjectives.

And then there's the third painting.

Or that beautiful girl, all around her, are reckless mountains, obviously painting, but for some reason, it makes people feel the yin qi of the sky, the beauty is like jade, the girl has a snow-white dress overnight, barefoot suspended in the air, like a fairy dripping mortal dust, but around her, there is a strange ghost fire.

In front of him, all kinds of creatures fell to their knees.

There are tens of thousands.

And among those guys, a small number of them look about the same as humans, but more of them are blue-faced and fanged monsters, and even a hundred feet tall.

But it's obviously not a demon beast, and it's not a demon race.

"Could it be that these are big demons?" the white-haired monk surnamed Murong swallowed a mouthful of spit.

"Great demon, Daoist friend is saying, these are monsters in the Yin Si Realm?" said the female cultivator with an ugly face.

“。 &, Although I can't see the cultivation on the screen, but according to my speculation, these guys are definitely not low, those who look like our human race, I'm afraid they are ghost emperors above the Yuan infant stage, and the giant spirit ghost next to them is very easy to identify, this kind of monster in adulthood can rival the monks of the clutch period. The old man licked his lips and said dryly.

"Oh, I didn't expect Brother Mo Rong to be so knowledgeable. The diminutive monk spoke in surprise.

"The old man's supernatural powers are not as good as those of Daoyou, but because of some special experiences, he knows more about the Yin Si Realm than ordinary people. The old man seemed to think of some past, his expression darkened, and he sighed faintly.

Hearing what their companion said, the two of them were a little surprised, but at this moment, they naturally wouldn't be full of food and asked each other what they were secreting.

"According to what Daoyou said, what is described in front of me should be the Yin Si Realm, but what kind of person is this girl, who seems to be weak, but there are so many big demons and ghosts who are in awe and succumb to it?"

"This ...... Where does the old man know, about the interface, Fairy Liu should have heard that there are six in the Yin Division, although it is the same lower interface as our human world, but it is incomparably vast, mysterious and mysterious, and the high-level existence is enough to compare with the upper interface of the spirit world and the ancient demon world, but it is not limited to the clutch period, although this woman is extremely beautiful, but most of them are extremely high-level existences in the Yin Division. The white-haired old man scratched his head and said so.

Then the eyes of the three of them took their eyes off the picture scroll, if Lin Xuan was also here, he would definitely be stunned and couldn't even speak.

Because of the girl in the Yin Realm who ruled over countless big demons and ghosts, he looked very familiar with it, and it could even be said that it had been carved together for two hundred years, and it had never been separated for half a day.

The eyes, the eyebrows, the nose, and the slender but curvy figure are extremely similar to Yue'er, just like her shadow in the mirror.

The only difference is the temperament and demeanor of the two.

Yue'er is a girl from a small family, who is cute and pitiful.

And the girl in the picture scroll exudes a kind of coldness and nobility, but it is not the same as the arrogance of the princess of the crescent moon.

Although Xinyue's own strength is also good, but it is because of her father that she can run rampant in the spirit world, after all, there are not many existences who dare to provoke scattered immortals, so as long as she doesn't make too much trouble, everyone will let her have a few points.

And this yin girl has a fairy-like beauty, and what emanates from her is a kind of nobility that looks down on the world.

Who is she, and what does she have to do with Yue'er?

It's a pity that Lin Xuan is not here, and the three infantile old monsters also quickly looked away from the scroll, only the old man took a second look.

I saw that the girl's chin was raised, as if she was looking into the distance, and a turquoise flame faintly ignited in the sky......

The monk surnamed Chen didn't care so much, he was here for the legendary treasure, his eyes wandered on the wall, and soon he saw a disc-shaped object at the junction of the three paintings.