Ishikawa didn't continue to think about it, because after the battle with Elder Bai at the beginning, the killing intent and anger that poured into his body made him very painful, and he hadn't been cleaned up and used for his own use until now. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, Elder Bai was already crazy, and he was also on the verge of becoming a demon, otherwise the two would indeed not have done that desperate battle.

On the afternoon of the second day, Chunwen suddenly contacted them, and Ishikawa found that he and Yin Yin were now very close to Chunwen.

Under the guidance of Chunwen, Yin Yin and Ishikawa found the entrance to the ruins almost without half a effort.

By the time the two of them arrived, there were already two distinct groups of monks gathered here.

It was the first to discover that one of the loose cultivators here had leaked the news. Yin Yin looked at the monks gathered into two groups from a distance, and his heart moved slightly, one of the two parties had different robes, and at first glance it was a casual cultivation that was temporarily united, and the other party was also very recognizable, the unified style of the Taoist robe, and the heavy sword behind him was much larger than the ordinary long sword, so there was no doubt that it should be the heavy sword gate.

It's just that I don't know, in addition to these two groups of monks, whether the major sects such as Guanghan Palace, Kunwu Sect, and Luoxia Sect also know the news of the Black Lotus Sect Beppu, especially the Kunwu Sect, which is a sect that Ishikawa and Yin Yin are unwilling to face.

Ishikawa and Yin Yin wanted to hide, but it was too late.

It also belongs to the category of the Northland grassland, the terrain is flat and wide, as far as the eye can see, and when Ishikawa and Yin Yin found others, others have basically discovered them. If you retreat rashly, it is very likely that both sides will be regarded as the fisherman who wants to wait for the crane and clam to fight and finally benefit, and it is very likely that he will be besieged by the two sides that were originally tense.

Yin Yin sneered, the things inside still have to be taken according to their abilities, are there many of you, and the two of us can't do it? Then she didn't hesitate anymore, and walked slowly to the two groups of monks as if she was wandering.

Ishikawa quickly looked around, but he didn't find any trace of Chunwen, and he frowned secretly at the moment, but he didn't know where Chunwen was hiding here.

When Ishikawa saw Yin Yin stepping forward, he didn't hesitate to follow closely, and when he came closer, he even took half a step ahead, faintly blocking Yin Yin's body behind him.

Yin Yin knew about Ishikawa's little thoughts, she smiled indifferently and didn't pay attention to it, just let him play on his own in front of all the monks.

Ishikawa got the hint of Yin Yin, stopped and stepped forward, bowed to the monks with unkind faces, and said loudly: "All the seniors are invited, the junior Banshan Taoist is a loose cultivator who wanders in the northland grassland, and the senior sister behind him is the junior sister, the Taoist number Banquan." ”

After Ishikawa finished speaking, Yin Yin smiled and bowed.

After hearing that the two people who arrived were the same as them, the hostile look was reduced a lot, and the first one of the casual cultivators who cranked a feather fan and dressed as a scribe even smiled, and said with a smile after saluting in return: "Poor Dao Chimo, behind him is a casual cultivator who has not been friends for a long time, seeing that the Taoist friends are extraordinary, everyone is also a casual cultivator, why not join forces with us, and distribute it according to their respective merits after harvesting." ”

Ishikawa chuckled, "That's very good. ”

After speaking, he came to the side of the loose cultivation, and did not squeeze into the middle position, but found a corner to settle down at random. Yin Yin still followed suit, half a step away from Ishikawa.

The leader of the Heavy Sword Sect was a stout man in armor, and when he saw that the newly arrived monk had joined the group of casual cultivators, he didn't stop him, but just snorted coldly with disdain, and stopped talking.

People on both sides stood guard at the entrance of the ruins, quietly waiting for the moon to rise in the sky, and no one spoke.

When there was less than a quarter of an hour before the time when the ruins were opened in the calculation, Yin Yin's face suddenly moved, and she looked into the distance with some solemnity, but her movements were extremely small, and almost no one noticed them under the cover of the wind and snow.

Of all the people, only Ishikawa had been paying attention to Yin Yin's every move, and seeing her move, Ishikawa's heart moved slightly and looked towards that place almost at the same time.

After a few breaths, the armored man of the Heavy Sword Gate and the middle-aged scribe Mo Chi looked at the place Yin Yin was looking at in surprise at the same time.

A figure seemed to be coming from a distance.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

"With so many monks gathered in such a wilderness, could it be that there is some heavenly treasure or a predecessor cave mansion that is about to be born?"

The voice was cold and crisp, and it turned out to be a woman.

The woman gradually approached, and the crazy raging wind and snow were like a tamed pet within a few feet of her body, gently spinning and flying around her body, like a crystal jade belt, setting off the woman in white like an ice and snow fairy.

The woman was wearing a veil, and Ishikawa found that he couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly, and Xiu Wei couldn't see through it, so he turned his attention completely to Yin Yin after just one glance, and happened to see Yin Yin's red lips lightly opened, and said to himself silently: "Xuanbing Sea, Guanghan Palace." ”

gasped, and then a flame burned inexorably in Ishikawa's heart, someone from the Guanghan Palace, this is a big danger, but also a big opportunity, maybe there is really something great in the ruins.

The middle-aged scribe and the leader of the Heavy Sword Sect were equally stunned, apparently they also recognized the identity of the person who came.

What they didn't expect was that a spoiler would pop up at the last moment when the ruins were about to open. If it were an ordinary monk, they would be able to kill things casually, but for tens of thousands of years in the extreme north, it was much bigger than the Heavy Sword Sect, the Luoxia Sect, and the Kunwu Sect, and even for the disciples of the Great Sect who had not lost their inheritance in the chaos before the catastrophe, unless you could do it seamlessly, otherwise, just wait for the endless pursuit and revenge.

Just when everyone was apprehensive, the ground suddenly shook slightly, and then the earth cracked, and a huge stone gate carved with black lotus flowers suddenly appeared on the empty grassland, the stone gate was not standing, but fell to the ground, its length and width were hundreds of steps, everyone stood in front of them as if they were little mice trying to steal into the room.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the sudden appearance of the stone door, and they didn't care about the woman of the Guanghan Palace who appeared at the last moment, and the two door panels slid open to both sides silently, and the inside was pitch black, and no one could see the details with enough eyesight.

The armored man turned his head and whispered to the same door behind him, and then turned his head to look at the group of loose cultivators on the opposite side and the woman of the Guanghan Palace who was standing alone, leaving the two of them standing on the side to be on guard, and the rest of the people jumped into the open giant door together, and after a while, the two people left behind also jumped into the door hand in hand.

Seeing that the group of people from the Heavy Sword Gate had entered, and the group of casual cultivators also began to commotion, the ink pool and an old man with white hair beside him glanced at each other, and with a wave of his hand, more than ten casual cultivators next to him immediately divided into three groups according to their respective circles. (To be continued.) )