Mo Ming's face was full of horror, looking at the sudden burst of flames, he felt a chill in his heart. The power of the flames gave him a sense of extreme danger, as if he would die instantly if he got into it.

However, the feeling that the flames gave him couldn't compare to the scene that happened later, and he was more worried than shocked, because the senior brother and Ye Qingxuan and the flame all disappeared, leaving only some traces of the battle between the two in front of him, and in addition, even the blood that Ye Qingxuan spit out before couldn't be seen.

It was hard to imagine how all this happened, and Mo Ming didn't have time to think about these things, so he quickly ran to the place where the flames disappeared after being frightened.

"Senior brother!"

Mo Ming called, and the surroundings were quiet, as if nothing had ever happened, and he was the only one in this mountain forest.

"What the hell is going on!"

Mo Ming's face was pale, and his eyes were irrepressibly worried, for fear that his senior brother Murong Qingzhuo would have some accidents. Although he had not been in the Hundred Refining Sect for a long time, and his purpose was not simply to have little contact with his senior brother, he truly felt that his senior brother cared about him.

For he clearly remembered that as the ripple swept over the flame, there was an unusually terrible roar from the flames.

The roar was tarnished by a touch of unknown fear, and it was impossible to tell whether it was Murong Qingzhuo who shouted it or Ye Qingxuan who shouted it.

This kind of unknown made Mo Ming feel a long-lost fear, just like when he woke up on Tongtian Mountain and opened his eyes to see a withered world, he was a little dazed, and more worried.

"Damn, what the hell is this place!"

A very depressed voice suddenly came from behind Mo Ming, Mo Ming immediately looked back, his face changed slightly, and his figure couldn't help but take a step back.

A young man wearing a snow-white leather jacket and a velvet hat staggered over, with an unconcealable anger on his face, his eyes swept around, as if he was looking for something, but his pupils shrank and he saw Mo Ming.

"Huh, a disciple of the Hundred Refining Sect!"

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the obvious traces of the fight around him, and his face suddenly showed a solemn look.

Mo Ming didn't speak, just stared at each other with his eyes, secretly vigilant in his heart, the life and death of the senior brother are uncertain, no one can stand in front of him to protect himself, and if he wants to survive here, he can only rely on himself.

The young man was a disciple of the Biyun Sect, and he could be recognized at a glance in clothes that were different from those of other sects, and at the same time, the aura exuded by the young man also made Mo Ming deeply understand that this was a monk who had cultivated to at least the middle stage of foundation building.

Seeing that Mo Ming didn't answer, the young man's eyes looked around, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, this young man in front of him was a cultivator of the Hundred Refining Sect, so needless to say, Ye Qingxuan must have been looking for this person before.

And looking at the destroyed grass and trees around him, a discerning person knew at a glance that there must have been a very tragic battle before, especially where Mo Ming was standing, he could still feel a trace of palpitating breath.

However, at this time, only Mo Ming stood here, but he never saw Ye Qingxuan's figure, which had to make people have some bad reverie, could it be that Mo Ming killed Ye Qingxuan and then destroyed the corpse?

Just now he had this thought, but the young man denied it again, because he also saw very clearly that the aura on Mo Ming's body was not strong, his cultivation was only one layer of the condensation period, and his physical body was only emitted by the aura of the golden body realm.

Compared with Ye Qingxuan, if he can escape from the other party's hands, he can believe it, and it is acceptable to resist reluctantly, but it is impossible to say that he wants to kill Ye Qingxuan with such a cultivation alone, even if the other party's physical body is the legendary physique.

This huge gap in cultivation will never be shortened or even surpassed because of the special physique.

Thinking about it, the young man didn't dare to look at it more, the place itself was so weird, who knew if there was anything unexpected happening.

After a slight groan, the young man suddenly turned around and left in one direction, this place seemed to be a maze place, he had already walked many places, and he needed to find the exit as soon as possible.

Mo Ming looked at each other coldly, did not stop him and did not say anything, but when the figure of the young man completely disappeared in front of him, he exhaled heavily.

Although the young man's cultivation did not have the sense of oppression that Ye Qingxuan gave him, he also knew that there was still a gap between him and his current strength, and this gap was not physical, but in cultivation.

Mo Ming's current cultivation is almost negligible compared to those sect disciples, and although those sect disciples have not tempered their physical bodies, their comprehension of the Dao Law is not comparable to that of ordinary Hundred Refining Sect disciples.

After all, there is a specialization in the art industry, and it is naturally much better to focus on one method than a person who takes into account both physical body and spiritual power.

"The disappearance of Senior Brother and the disciples of the Heavenly Extreme Sect should be caused by the formation here, and I don't know where this formation teleported them, I hope Senior Brother will not be in danger!"

After calming down, Mo Ming thought of this possibility, because there was an aura that belonged to the formation in the ripples that rippled out at the end before.

"I'm on my own!

A flash of firmness flashed in Mo Ming's eyes, his eyes looked around again, and after failing to find anything abnormal, he turned around and walked out in a direction.

The strangeness of this place makes it difficult to tell the direction, but after all, you can't stay here forever, and you need to find a way out as soon as possible.

Walking in the jungle, I don't know if it was because of the previous accident that changed this formation, or because his luck suddenly became a little better, after walking for half an hour, Mo Ming did not encounter familiar scenery again, and the direction he traveled was always in a straight line, without deviating.

Two hours later, Mo Ming walked out of the jungle, his eyes suddenly brightened, and when he checked the map again, Mo Ming found that he had walked out of the range where Beiwang Mountain was located and came to a place called Bodhi Enlightenment Pool.

There is a stone tower about 100 zhang high not far ahead, there is a flat place next to the stone tower, there is a waterhole of hundreds of zhang size in the middle, the fog on the waterhole is misty, and it looks like a feeling of being in a fairyland from a distance.

And on the side of the pool, there is a huge black stone, on the black stone there is a dead tree as thick as three people hugging, the tree is withered, no leaves can be seen, it seems lifeless, but from the tree pattern on the dead wood bark, you can see that this is a Bodhi tree that does not know the age.

However, what surprised Mo Ming was that under the Bodhi tree sat a snow-white skeleton, wearing a red robe, and at a glance, he knew that the predecessor of the skeleton was an old monk.

Mo Ming took a deep look at the skeleton, and turned to look elsewhere, on that brief base map, this place was marked as a forbidden place, among which there were countless formations, hidden great terror, in the past, people went to disappear inexplicably, never to appear again.

As soon as he walked not far away, Mo Ming's figure suddenly froze, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

There was a sound of fighting in a forest not far from him, and then two young men rushed out, the latter was a disciple of the Corpse Spirit Sect who was dressed in a black robe, had an unpleasant face, and held a palm-sized black coffin in one hand, while the former was a young man from the Biyun Sect wearing a snow-white leather jacket and a velvet hat.

"It's him!"

Mo Ming's pupils shrank, and the young man of the Biyun Sect was the monk who had had contact with him before.

"Lian Yan, dare to rob my magic weapon, and die quickly!"

The black-robed monk snorted, his body was fast, he ran in an instant, raised his hand and sacrificed the black coffin in his hand, as soon as the coffin lid was lifted, a cloud of black mist was spewed, and a monster with green hair was revealed.

As soon as the monster appeared, it suddenly reached out a pair of scarlet claws and grabbed at the young man of the Biyun Sect in front of him.

Hearing only a dull roar, the young man of the Hundred Refining Sect suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body suddenly flew rapidly, and he was beaten by the monster, and there was blood spilled on his back, and he was not lightly injured.

In the distance, Mo Ming saw this scene and regressed without the slightest hesitation, he was not familiar with these two people, so it was naturally better not to participate.

However, at this moment, the seriously injured young man of the Hundred Refining Sect stared at him with his eyes tightly, and with a wave of his big hand, a shimmering long jade plaque was thrown towards Mo Ming.

Mo Ming's eyes flashed, and he instinctively reached out to take it and copied the jade plate in his hand, but before he could look at it, the black-robed monk not far away suddenly turned around and flew over.

"Give me the treasure, or you'll die!"

The black-robed monk snorted, his voice was cold, and his body exuded an aura of the late stage of foundation building, and his momentum was extremely powerful.

"Not good!"

Mo Ming's face immediately changed, hearing this, where was there any reason he didn't understand, the young man of the Biyun Sect threw this jade plaque to him when he was seriously injured, obviously wanting to cause trouble and involve him, so as to escape the pursuit of the black-robed monk.

Mo Ming was furious, he was calculated for no reason, even if he had a good temper, it was unbearable, did he look so easy to bully?

He was about to scold the young man of the Hundred Refining Sect, but at this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw that after the jade plate was thrown out, the young man of the Hundred Refining Sect didn't know whether he was in a hurry to flee for his life or didn't know anything about this place at all, and the direction he flew in was the place where the Bodhi tree was.

There is a great horror in this place, and the people who walked into this place in the past disappeared in an instant, and they never appeared.

Sure enough, the next moment, only to hear a muffled sound of "poof" suddenly came out, and before the young man really approached, a ripple rippled in the void and swept over the young man in an instant, and his entire body suddenly disappeared and disappeared.

"Huh?"

The black-robed monk who was rushing towards Mo Ming obviously also noticed this scene, and he sighed, looking surprised, but he didn't care much, his wide sleeves flicked suddenly, and a magic seal spread out, and he saw the green-haired monster that attacked the young man before slamming in.

Mo Ming immediately changed color, and fled without thinking about it, the cultivation of the black-robed monk was too strong, and it was definitely not something he could contend with.

However, what Mo Ming didn't expect was that the green-haired monster didn't know what it was, and there was a terrifying speed in the running, and almost as soon as he made a move, he suddenly grabbed and probed.

Mo Ming was shocked, felt the crisis, and in a hurry, he lifted the jade plate he had just taken over and put it on his chest.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the scarlet claws grabbed the jade plate, and Mo Ming suddenly felt a huge force, and his body involuntarily flew out upside down.

But before he could fly far, a scene he didn't expect appeared.

I saw another ripple suddenly rippling out, quickly sweeping across him, and before he could react, his body disappeared directly without a trace.

In the distance, the black-robed monk was shocked when he saw this scene, and felt the obscure aura coming from the ripples, and the only pair of eyes exposed under the black robe suddenly flashed a touch of unwillingness.

Chasing all the way, the treasure is about to arrive, but I didn't expect it to be broken in this place in the end.

Looking at this place, looking at the withered Bodhi tree and the white, somewhat dazzling bones, the black-robed monk did not dare to step into it after all, because there were too many people who had disappeared here in the past, but he had never heard of anyone coming out of it alive.

"It's cheaper for you to die like this!"

The black-robed monk whispered, his eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and after taking a deep look at this place again, he turned around and left directly, running into the distance with the green-haired monster.

At the same time, Mo Ming noticed that the scenery in front of him had changed greatly, and after settling his figure, he suddenly found that he had come to the foot of a stone staircase about 100 zhang high.

"This is ......"

Mo Ming was surprised, and hurriedly took out the jade slip to check the map, and suddenly found that this place was not on the map, and he didn't know where he was now.

Mo Ming's face became a little gloomy, and he didn't know what he would face next.

After thinking about it, Mo Ming shook his head and turned to look at the jade card in his hand, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This jade plate is about the size of a ruler, the surface is unusually smooth, and there is no handwriting on it, so it is more appropriate to say that it is a jade plate than a jade plate.

But such a thing had just resisted the blow of the green-haired monster, and there was not the slightest trace left on it, and it looked as hard as a stone.

"It's indeed a treasure, and it's no wonder that the disciple of the Corpse Spirit Sect is so anxious, but this is not the time to check, let's find out where this place is first!"

After two glances, Mo Ming put the jade card into the storage bag and began to look around.

On either side of the stone steps were endless green hills, and not far in front of him, a broken stone monument stood.

The stele is simple and vicissitudes, with a few big characters written on it, and when I look at it, I find that the handwriting is different from the words that exist in the world today, and I don't know what it means.

After looking at it twice, a trace of doubt suddenly arose in Mo Ming's heart, because he remembered that the Biyun Sect disciple who had calculated him before had also disappeared from the ripples, and he didn't find any figure as far as his eyes could see.

"Isn't that person in the same location as I teleported?"

Mo Ming frowned, and then shook his head, this place is really weird, and it can't be handled with common sense.

Looking at the stone steps, Mo Ming groaned slightly and walked up, not knowing where he was, naturally he couldn't wait where he was, after all, he still needed to take a good look at what kind of place this place was, no matter what was ahead, find a way out first.

Just as he stepped on the first stone step, his face suddenly changed slightly, and a force came from the stone step, which tripled his weight out of thin air.

"Is this the same place as the staircase on Blackstone Peak?"

Mo Ming was puzzled, and thought of the Black Stone Peak who had just entered the Hundred Refining Sect to participate in the second round of assessment, which was somewhat similar to this place.

However, the next moment, he noticed something different, and there was a palpitating aura coming from the stone steps, as if there was some danger.

And on the stone steps in front of him, a white skeleton was lying quietly on the stone steps, looking at the clothes he was wearing, it was not the original monk disciple of the Rakshasa Sect.

For a while, Mo Ming didn't know if he should go up or not, in addition to gravity, there was obviously something to hide in this place.

"That's it, it's a blessing or a curse, I can't avoid it, I have to take a walk anyway, otherwise I'll really be trapped here!"

After thinking about it, Mo Ming still stepped forward, but he was much more careful with every step.

It wasn't long before he came to the skeleton, feeling around but not feeling anything out of the ordinary.

It seems that few people have really been to this place, and the storage bag on the skeleton still exists, Mo Ming didn't hesitate too much and picked it up.

However, as soon as he got into his hands, the bag suddenly turned into a cloud of powder and leaked from his fingertips, as if because of the passage of time, the storage bag had been completely ruined.

Mo Ming was a little disappointed, it seemed that the opportunity was not so easy to obtain.

Continue to walk up, when after walking through five hundred stone steps, there is still no accident, but the gravity on Mo Ming's body has increased to 30,000 catties.

By this time, he had already walked halfway through the stone steps, and a path appeared on either side of the stone steps, winding into the distance.

Mo Ming looked up and found that there was a small temple at the end of the path, the temple looked a little dilapidated, and most of the walls had collapsed.

And when Mo Ming's eyes saw a vacant lot next to the temple, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face couldn't help showing surprise.

There, there were white skeletons piled up together, like a hill, more than ten feet high, roughly estimated, there were hundreds.

"How can there be so many bones! Are they all disciples of the Rakshasa Sect?"

Mo Ming was shocked, those bones were all wearing uniform monk robes, and they could knock out the monks in front of them with just one glance.

"It is rumored that the Rakshasa Sect disappeared overnight, all the disciples in the sect died, and the first strong old monk Xuanyan disappeared without knowing life and death, what happened to become like this?"

Mo Ming muttered, looking at this scene, he thought of the accident in Tongtian Mountain, and the hundreds of millions of living beings also died overnight, and he still doesn't know what caused it.

However, after taking a closer look, Mo Ming still found some differences, most of the people around Tongtian Mountain remained the same as in front of them after they died, and here, the hundreds of bones were obviously piled up together.