Hearing Ning Zhe's words, and then looking at Yang Xinhong in the pile of rocks, the eyes of Mo Xishi, Yuan Jun and others were full of shock.

Although they were extremely disgusted with what Yang Xinhong had done in their hearts, the other party was the walking of the Snow Palace after all, and they didn't want to offend too much because of the leaders of the younger generation of Hansong Country.

Moreover, this Yang Xinhong's cultivation is really powerful, the Eight Cold Sword he carries is a talisman treasure used by the current palace master of the Snow Palace to walk the world when he was young, and it is infinitely useful, coupled with his own half-step self-cultivation cultivation, I am afraid that it is already difficult to meet opponents in the realm of self-cultivation.

However, what they didn't expect was that a monk in the realm of sacrifice in Ning Zhe actually seriously injured Yang Xinhong in one move, and if they hadn't seen such things in person, they would definitely think it was a fantasy.

At this time, a ray of joy appeared on Mo Xishi's face, the stronger Ning Zhe's strength, the more helpful it would be for her to enter the ruins this time.

Wu Yuyan, who had just started to ridicule Mo Xishi, also covered his lips with his hand at this time, his face was full of horror, and he turned his head to look at Yuan Jun next to him, as if he was begging for something.

Yuan Jun glanced at her coldly, and just as she was about to speak, she heard a loud bang, and the stone pile on the ground cracked.

Yang Xinhong's body turned into a white ray, and the terrifying spiritual power in his body spread out in all directions, directly crushing the stones around his body into powder and carrying it into the air.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you today!" Yang Xinhong's voice came out from the white mang, and his figure did not pause in the slightest, and rushed towards Ning Zhe in the distance, and the Eight Han Sword in his hand brought out a sword more than ten zhang long and came out with anger, as if he was going to cut the sky apart.

Seeing this scene, Ning Zhe brought a light smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and threw the two sacrificial pills into his mouth, his hands raised, and the golden light points gathered rapidly in his hands, ready for battle.

However, at this moment, two figures appeared in front of Ning Zhe, and they were Mo Xishi and Yuan Jun, who were still on the ground just now.

Looking at the two of them, Ning Zhe's brows gradually relaxed, while Yang Xinhong's face was full of anger, and he said sharply: "You two get out of the way for me, otherwise I will kill you together!"

Mo Xishi sneered and didn't speak, but Yuan Jun on the side had already spoken: "Yang Daoyou, let's end today's matter, I hope you can focus on the overall situation." Otherwise, Yuan and the others can only take you down first, and then wait for this matter to be over, and then go to the Snow Palace to ask for guilt!"

After he said this, Yang Xinhong's almost crazy face gradually calmed down, and his eyes, which were originally close to red, also returned to calm. He knew in his heart that Yuan Jun's words were not false, you must know that this Yuan Jun was not only the same as him, but also a half-step cultivation of his own realm, and the forces behind him were no worse than him. What's more, this time when he went to the ruins, he still had a major task on his back, and he must not miss it, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to escape the punishment of the sect rules when he returned to the sect.

Thinking of this, the muscles of his face twitched a few times, put away the Eight Han Sword with his backhand, stared at Ning Zhe fiercely across Yuan Jun and the others, and said in a deep voice: "Ning Zhe, today's matter will definitely be repaid a hundred times in the future!"

Ning Zhe shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "No problem, I hope you can wait until that day." ”

Yang Xinhong didn't speak again, but turned around and flew to the ground, his gaze sweeping over Mo Xishi as he left, full of resentment and hatred.

Looking at his back, a trace of worry flashed in Mo Xishi's eyes, and he turned to Ning Zhe and said, "This time it's really immortal." ”

Ning Zhe shook his head with a smile, signaled that it was okay, and pulled her to the ground.

This time, when he stood in front of everyone again, Wu Yuyan's face changed and shrank behind Yuan Jun. And Liang Ming and Liu Ting also bowed their hands slightly and said hello to him.

Seeing their expressions, Ning Zhe sighed slightly in his heart, the secret path is really strength determines everything, at the beginning, when they saw their cultivation, they didn't take him seriously at all, but now......

After Yang Xinhong fell to the ground, he stood behind Ye Meizhao, who whispered something to him, and his complexion gradually softened, and a smile appeared on his face.

At this time, Yuan Jun opened his mouth and said: "Everyone, this time we entered this Miaoyue Cave Mansion, although there are not many people, but all of them are high-level monks. The old man is seventy percent sure that he will be able to find out the secrets of this cave, but I have said in advance, before seeing the treasure, you must work together, and there must be no disputes, otherwise, the rest of the people will work together to kill him. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Mingwen on the side said angrily: "What Yuan Daoyou said is very true, let's enter this ruin together, we should abandon our previous suspicions and advance and retreat together." ”

The rest of the people also nodded, and it was only then that Ning Zhe saw that the leader of this line was actually Yuan Jun, who had been silent at first.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Yuan Jun said in a deep voice: "Okay, fellow Daoists, please!"

After saying that, his figure flickered into the air, and the sky swept north.

The others followed, hurrying towards the location of the Miaoyue Cave Mansion.

After about a stick of incense, Yuan Jun at the front stopped his figure, landed in front of a mountain wall, and said with a smile: "Please also ask Liu Daoyou to take action to break this illusion, so that we can enter it." ”

Liu Ting, who hadn't spoken much all the way, nodded, stepped past everyone, patted the storage bag on her waist, and dozens of small purple flags flew out of it, and landed on the mountain wall opposite everyone one after another, forming a strange shape.

As these small flags continued to fall, spiritual power began to gather on the mountain wall that was originally not abnormal, and then several spiritual power vortices of different sizes were formed, which spun rapidly.

Seeing this scene, Ning Zhe's heart was shocked, it turned out that this Liu Ting was actually a spirit array master.

At this time, he suddenly realized that their team seemed to be a mixed group, but in fact, everyone had an indispensable role. Mo Xishi is good at using poison and medicine, Liang Ming is good at driving spirit beasts, Yuan Jun's cultivation is unfathomable, although Yang Xinhong is arrogant, but behind it is the entire Snow Palace, and the most inconspicuous Liu Ting is actually a rare spirit array master......

As soon as Ning Zhe thought of this, he heard Liu Ting say urgently: "Fellow Daoists, please release your divine souls and inject them into these spiritual power vortexes in turn. Let's break the seal we left last time!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yuan Jun, Yang Xinhong, Mo Xishi and several others sacrifice a divine soul one after another, and directly entered the spiritual power vortex on the mountain wall. And Ye Meizhao brought by Ning Zhe and Yang Xinhong did not move, they did not enter the ruins last time, and there was no their divine sense on this seal.

Just after everyone's divine souls were injected into those spiritual power vortexes, a roar suddenly came from the mountain wall, and the surging spiritual power spread, directly crushing the surrounding grass and trees into flying ashes. And the mountain wall also collapsed with a bang, revealing the scene behind it.

I saw that there was a memorial arch standing behind the mountain wall, and the word "war" was written on it with the ancient seal dragon flying phoenix dance. This word is not pretty, but between the lines of the pen is bursting with pride, Ning Zhe looked at it, and the spiritual power in his body actually showed signs of instability, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and did not dare to look at it again.

"This word is actually a spirit array, but we have been here so many times, but no one can understand it. Thinking that every time we enter, we are faced with a different scene, which must be related to this word. Mo Xishi, who was on the side, saw his expression and explained.

Ning Zhe nodded, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, gathered his spiritual power into his eyes, and looked up again.

This time, as soon as his eyes came into contact with the word "war", he felt that the original word had risen rapidly, and the entire font revealed the ancient meaning of Sensen, and he rushed directly towards him.

Ning Zhe, who was standing in place with his hands in his hands, quickly took half a step back, the golden light in his body suddenly brightened, and the spiritual power frantically condensed into his eyes.

Rumble!

Under the impact, Ning Zhe's chest was like a huge shock, his eyes were also painful as if they had been pricked by needles, and two lines of long tears suddenly flowed down.

At this time, Ning Zhe actually did not retreat, but advanced, took a step forward with his right foot, and crashed into the battle word again.

This time, the strokes of that font suddenly turned crimson, as if they were stained red with blood, and directly passed through Ning Zhe's gaze and collided towards his sea of consciousness.

Ning Zhe's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power in his body to pour into the sea of knowledge, blocking the blood-red battle word out of the sea of knowledge, and the two violently collided together in his body.

This time, Ning Zhe's seven orifices were all bleeding, and there was a burst of qi and blood churning in his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. However, his left foot stepped forward and took another step forward.

Just when his figure had just stood firm, he saw the original crimson battle word rushing towards him again, and in just a distance of more than ten zhang, the red font had completely transformed into a demonic purple.

Ning Zhe obviously felt that the font was shrinking rapidly, but an even more terrifying coercion instantly descended on him.

At this time, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of purple light, and his body was slowly pressed down by a huge force, and his bones made a faint squeaking sound.

With Ning Zhe's character, the greater the pressure, the faster and more violent he will rebound. With the increase of that coercion, the speed of spiritual power consumption in Ning Zhe's body gradually accelerated, and he took out a bottle of Sacrificial Pill from the storage bag with his backhand and poured it directly into his mouth.

Feeling the surging spiritual power in his body, he gritted his teeth and actually lifted the purple light curtain entirely. The legs that had been bent gradually straightened up......

At this moment, the strange purple light suddenly receded, and the word "war" hovering above his head also disappeared. An old voice sounded in Ning Zhe's heart: "With the low-level cultivation of the Star Gathering Realm, you can withstand one percent of my battle intent, and you can inherit it!" haha...... I have a successor!"

The voice grew farther and farther away, and it became more and more indistinct, and it took a long time for it to dissipate in the bottom of his heart.

Ning Zhe came back to his senses, but found that he was still standing in place, the archway in the distance seemed to have never moved, and everything just now seemed to have never happened. If it weren't for the empty spiritual power in his body and the blood stains on his chest, he would probably think that it was just a dream just now......