Wang Lin didn't speak, but glanced at Murong Yun.

Mo Yunhai's heart moved.

Murong Yun smiled slightly, hugged his fists and said, "Junior Murong Yun, see senior." ”

Mo Yunhai snorted lightly and said, "Do you know the way to enter the interior?"

Murong Yun nodded and said, "Senior Mo, I do know it, but the seniors need to promise to bring the juniors inside." If the seniors promise, they will definitely tell everything they know!"

Mo Yunhai's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Say it, the old man promises you!"

Murong Yun's eyes showed a glint of joy, and he said, "The junior leads the way, and there is an altar there, which is the only passage to the interior of this place. ”

"Is there danger there?" Mo Yunhai said in a deep voice.

"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that several eight-leaf spell masters of the Immortal Relic Clan died there, but there were a total of four people in the Immortal Relic Clan at that time, and the first one to enter there did not encounter any danger. Murong Yun hurriedly replied.

Mu Yunhai frowned, looked at Wang Lin, and said with his fists clenched: "Zeng Daoyou, what do you think?"

Wang Lin glanced at Murong Yun with a smile, and then said to Mu Yunhai: "You and I join forces, even if we can't get through, we should have more than enough to save our lives!" Murong Yun nodded hurriedly, glanced at Wang Lin, and said with a wry smile: "The seniors are definitely not god-transforming cultivators, the juniors didn't know before, and I hope that the seniors don't want to be surprised!" As he spoke, he moved and flew in front, and behind him, Mu Yunhai signaled to Wang Linyi, and the two of them followed behind.

As for the ugly-looking woman, she hesitated a little and followed.

Murong Yun's speed was said to be very fast, but in Mo Yunhai's eyes, it was still too slow, and after half an hour, Mo Yunhai snorted lightly, jumped around, grabbed Murong Yun, turned back to Wang Lin and said: "Zeng Daoyou, you and I will each bring one, spread out all the speed, and strive to get to the altar as soon as possible, otherwise it will take a long time, once this Star Cultivation Crystal is shattered, we will all die here." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Murong Yun, and his speed suddenly accelerated, turning into a meteor, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wang Lin's eyes flickered, and as soon as his right hand was summoned, the ugly-looking woman was immediately enveloped by a strange force, and was picked up by Wang Lin and galloped away into the distance.

"Senior, but Zeng Niu?" The female word was beside Wang Lin, and a faint fragrance wafted in and drilled into Wang Lin's nose. Three days later, an endless mountain range appeared on the ground, and a black mist shrouded the mountain range, and this black fog rolled and surged with a trace of weirdness.

To the west of this mountain range, there is a peak, which is so high that it is inserted into the black fog, and only halfway up the mountain can be seen.

Under the guidance of Murong Yun, Mu Yunhai rushed into the black mist in a flash, and flew towards the top of the mountain peak.

In the black mist, Wang Lin opened his mouth and spit out a black mang, which flashed and disappeared immediately, burrowing into the black mist.

Then he patted the storage bag, and took out another thing, and with a shake, this thing also disappeared into the black fog, all of which he did at will, blocked by the black fog, the woman beside him did not notice it at all, and there was too much difference in cultivation between the two of them, Wang Lin had the intention to hide, and this woman definitely did not know. The mountain peak in the black fog is slightly blurred, like a layer of black veil wrapping, it looks like there is a hazy charm, at the top of the peak, there is a huge platform, and above the platform, there is a black altar about a hundred zhang in size.

The altar was in the shape of a tower, and at the top of the rows of stairs was a circular depression, from which a stream of black gas wafted out and quickly melted into the surrounding mist.

Mo Yunhai grabbed Murong Yun, jumped up, fell from mid-air, and stood on the platform here, followed by Wang Lin.

I saw that on the ground of this platform, there were dry blood marks in many places, a fishy smell, permeating, and in the black fog around, there were some whistling sounds from time to time, which sounded like ghosts crying. After Wang Lin fell, he let go of the woman, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked privately, there was a big gap between this place and what Situ Nan said.

The altar that Situ Nan said. It's in a valley, not on this peak, and the cold glint in your eyes is fleeting.

Mo Yunhai's divine sense swept away, looked around, and then pointed to the altar and said, "Senior Murong, the altar you are talking about is here?"

Murong Yun nodded hurriedly, and said with certainty: "Senior, this is the place, but seniors be careful, those eight-leaf spell masters of the Immortal Relic Clan, except for the one who entered first, the one who entered later was the strange death when he climbed to the top of the altar." ”

Mo Yunhai glanced at Murong Yun and grabbed the void with his right hand.

Murong Yun grabbed it in his hand again, pressed his right hand on the top of this person's head, his eyes flashed like a man, and he said softly: "Soul Searching Technique!"

Murong Yun snorted miserably, his body suddenly trembled, Mo Yunhai's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally in Murong Yun's body trembled, he let go of his hand.

Murong Yun was like a puddle of mud, and immediately fell to the bottom, his whole body exuding a dead breath, motionless.

"Zeng Daoyou, this person is not lying!" Mo Yunhai jumped up, rushed to the altar, and shouted: "Zeng Daoyou, go down to explore the way, and ask Daoyou to protect the Dharma for me!"

"Good!"

Mo Yunhai's figure was extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he came to the altar, he stood there, his face suddenly changed strangely, a strange light appeared in his eyes, and he looked down at the hollow in the altar.

After a while, there was a hint of joy in his eyes, and he laughed: "Sure enough, it's here, Zeng Daoyou, go first!" he said, he took a step into the altar recess, and in a flash, the figure disappeared.

The ugly-looking woman hesitated, looked at Murong Yun, and then at Wang Lin, and was silent.

Wang Lin sneered, did not look at the altar, but set his eyes on Murong Yun, and with a flick of his right hand in the air, a spiritual trick flashed out, falling towards the center of this person's eyebrows.

At the moment when Ling Jue fell, Murong Yun opened his eyes, raised his right hand, grabbed Ling Duel, and pinched it, Ling Du collapsed, he stood up and looked at Wang Lin, his face was full of black gas, and his originally handsome appearance became hideous at this moment.

"When did you find out!" He stared at Wang Lin, his voice revealing a strange power.

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he said, "I can tell you, but you also have to answer me a few questions." ”

Murong Yun's eyes flashed, and he said gloomily: "Interesting, you answer me first." ”

"People who cultivate the truth have a habit of cleanliness, and there will be a few more sets of clothes in the storage bag, and it is rare for you to look so embarrassed. Wang Lin said flatly.

Murong Yun sneered and said, "That's it?"

Wang Lin's expression was as usual, staring at Murong Yun, and said, "Of course, there are other reasons, now I want to know, you, what is it?" "I am the soul of fate! you tell me what other reasons there are!" Murong Yun snorted coldly.

"Your clothes are too old to be worn by the monks who have just entered this place. What is your purpose?" Wang Lin said.

"I don't have any purpose, I just don't want you to get the Star Cultivation Crystal. Also, the reason you are talking about, these are the two points?" Murong Yun frowned.

Wang Lin sighed lightly, shook his head and said: "The last reason is because of the pattern on your clothes''''''''" Saying this, Wang Lin's right hand suddenly moved, and the immortal power in his body surged, almost instantly, an immortal recipe containing immortal power appeared in front of Wang Lin, and with the lifting of his right hand, this immortal recipe suddenly roared out, and suddenly fell towards Murong Yun.

Murong Yun sneered, his body did not move, but the moment the immortal trick fell on his body, the whole person disappeared when he touched it, turned into black smoke, and flew into the surrounding black mist and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wang Lin didn't chase after it, but the mockery in his eyes flashed, but when he saw an exclamation coming from the black mist, one after another black gas, quickly flew back from the mist, condensed together, and turned into Murong Yun, Murong Yun's face at this moment was extremely ugly, he looked around, stared at Wang Lin, and said, "You are not an ordinary infant cultivator!"

A three-zhang banner floated out from the black mist, this soul banner cloth was about ten zhang long, spread out like a wave, a large number of souls drilled out in it, permeating the surroundings, more than ten main souls, flickering in the surrounding black mist, all eyes locked on Murong Yun.

Among these main souls, there is a purple-gold unicorn, with huge eyes, revealing bursts of fierceness.

One billion soul flags, Wang Lin refined them again on the way to Situ Nan, and all his souls were fused into the soul of honor, and Li Yuanfeng and the remnant soul of Qilin became the main soul of the soul rebellion at this moment!

At this moment, this one billion souls are reversed, and there are a total of twenty-eight main souls!

"Do you think you can trap me this way?"

Murong Yun sneered, his body suddenly rushed, and the whole person turned into countless black qi again, like a filament, and frantically drilled into Wang Lin's mouth and nose.

Wang Lin stepped back, with a cold glint in his eyes, raised his right hand, moved forward a little, and spat lightly in his mouth: "Seal!"

Suddenly, another big banner appeared in the surrounding black fog, and as soon as this banner shook down, countless prohibitions immediately sprung out wildly, and a few fast speeds whistled from all directions, forming a round ball that seemed to be more than one person high, and quickly shrunk, and finally became the size of a fist. This round ball is composed of forbidden systems, rows of dense prohibitions, completely sealing those in the soldiers.