The vision that occurred in the land of the soul clan, after shaking on the Azure Star, gradually disappeared, and everything returned to the past. But the high-level leaders of the major sects, the old monsters who lurked in the wilderness, were terrified, and the aura that suddenly appeared and disappeared was too terrifying, above them, and they needed to look up. Many great powers have been deduced that it is the next realm that they have been searching for but have not been able to seek.

For 10,000 years, the cultivation of the Azure Star has been an iron law to stop at the soul realm, and it is only possible to go further unless it can be taken away by the coming, Patrol Angel, and the angel patrol. Who is that person? How did you do it? In the cultivation realm, there was a storm in the dark, on the one hand, they were all looking for the person who had created a miracle, and on the other hand, they were preparing for the arrival of the patrol angels, and striving for a chance to be taken away from the Azure Star.

I also stood on top of the flying boat, staring intently at the dead mountains that stretched for tens of thousands of miles. After more than a year of flying, the land of nine wells is right in front of you. I didn't rush in, but stopped the boat to meditate, and from time to time asked Mingli some information, I had to be cautious, this place, too evil.

The stretching mountains seem to be unremarkable, but they give people the feeling that they are dormant ancient monsters, and when you look at them from a distance, it makes people's hearts beat. The mountain is densely wooded, but there is no flowing water and waterfalls, and if you look closely, every tree is strangely twisted and growing, as if it is suppressed and controlled by a mysterious force. According to Mingli, after a certain boundary, there are no birds, animals, snakes, rats, insects and ants, and the pervasive dead air is full of tyrannical atmosphere.

After collecting the flying boat, he shuttled through the labyrinthine forest with Mingli, and his divine consciousness was isolated. "What are you going, you are pointing in the direction. Let's cast a spell and fly over. Xuan Sledgehammer opened his mouth dissatisfied. Ming Li glanced at him like an idiot and said, "If you want to die, you can fly." He gestured around. Between the rocks, in the grass, there are many white bones, both humanoid and demonic beasts, and some are obviously not long dead, and on the white bones, there are still compelling spiritual power fluctuations. "Listen to the clear. Keep up!" I scolded, although Xuan Da Hammer was unconvinced, but he also knew that danger was everywhere, and he didn't dare to make a temperament.

Since it is called a forbidden place, it must have its horrors, and now there is no time to find out the reason, so I can only be careful everywhere. Although Ming Li hadn't been back for hundreds of years, the memories that melted into his bone marrow made him still very familiar with this place. There is a single horn on his head, and from time to time there is a flash of electric light. The speed of the passage is fast, turning and turning, seemingly aimless, but it implies regularity. The forward direction always points in one direction, turning on the way, just to avoid some unknown danger. "Mingli, do you have a mark on the route?" I asked casually, "No." He didn't reply, "You're not leading the way, are you?" Xuan Da Hammer snorted, "Natural feeling, your baby can't learn." Mingli replied that he was still walking fast.

Looking at the single horn that flashed electric light from time to time on Mingli's head, and the figure that walked forward completely instinctively, I thought, his ethnic group is interesting and has a story. After walking for two whole days, a cottage appeared under the cliff, saying that it was a cottage, but in fact there were only a dozen stone houses, and in front of the house, there were a few people who looked like Mingli, old and young, staring at the three of us with a wooden stare at us.

Before, he was still in high spirits, and the cowhide coaxed him brightly, but he died all of a sudden, and he shivered and hid behind me. "Come here, kneel!" an old man said gloomily, the thunder flashed on his head, and it was inevitable that I could only mourn for him in my heart, patted him on the shoulder, and motioned him to pass. Mingli trembled, rubbed, lowered his head, and finally walked in front of the old man, knelt down honestly, and as soon as his father called out, he was carried by the old man, carrying a single horn, fell to the cliff wall, and the gravel flew around, and Mingli was embedded in it like a painting.

Xuan Da Hammer's eyelids jumped, and he unconsciously took a step back, I also felt a little toothache, but he was also a father and son, even if he was a son, he didn't have to be so ruthless. The old and young standing next to him, expressionless, as if he was accustomed to it, was full of vigilance against the two of us, if he hadn't noticed that our realm was unfathomable and not easy to provoke, he might have rushed over and taken us down.

After the fall, the old man's eyes were like knives, looking directly at me, with a warning in doubt, and the breath was slowly released, although it was only equivalent to the late stage of the soul realm, but it triggered a certain rule of the surrounding heaven and earth, and a terrifying coercion was rising, locking me and the Xuan sledgehammer. I was both shocked and angry in my heart, mud horse, Lao Tzu did a good deed, send your son back, without asking a word, he will kill him, there is no humanity, the beast is not as good, Lao Tzu is afraid of you!

In his heart, his actions were not ambiguous, the breath of the peak of the soul realm was released instantly, a few little guys were so frightened that they sat on the ground, the Xuan Sledgehammer also howled, and the phantom of the Xuan Turtle appeared on his head, showing his teeth and claws, demonstrating, who wouldn't. The old man's face changed drastically, and the other clansmen were also extremely nervous. At this moment, Mingli, who was embedded in the cliff wall, finally broke free, and wailed: "Don't do it!" flew down to the old man, knelt down and hugged the old man's legs and said hurriedly: "Dad! they are my husband, eldest brother, and friend!" Then it was another tragedy, the old man raised his foot and kicked him away, and embedded it in the cliff wall to form a painting.

"It's your friend, why didn't you say it earlier, son of the unscrupulous!" The old man scolded angrily at Mingli who was painting, turned around and entered the stone house, I and Xuan Da Hammer looked at each other, I was full of black lines, the corners of Xuan Da Hammer's mouth twitched, such an unreasonable, violent father on the stall, no wonder Ming Li wanted to run out, no wonder Ming Li was so fierce and tyrannical on the battlefield back then, family inheritance

Yes!

The old man came out of the stone house for a while, carrying a clay pot and a few earthen bowls, and put them on the stone table in front of the house. "The old man clasped his fists and gave a salute, the quality of the text was polite, the contrast was too great, and his thinking almost couldn't keep up. "Boy Zhang Fan, I took the liberty to come here, I bothered a lot, thank you, elder. "I also returned the salute with my fists, pretending to be Sven is my forte.

It is indeed coarse tea, bitter and without a little spiritual power, all the clansmen are wearing coarse linen clothes, from childhood to old age, they are all practicing, but except for a few people carrying Dharma weapons and hanging storage bags, there is nothing else. When the Xuan sledgehammer took out a few pieces, the roasted kraken meat, and distributed them to a few children, the old man's eyes flashed, and then dimmed, the children cheered, and circled around the Xuan sledgehammer while eating. My heart was slightly sour, this scene also appeared in the Qi clan cottage back then.

took out a storage bag and gently placed it in front of the old man, "A little heart, not a respect." "I smiled and spoke, there were tens of thousands of spirit crystals in it, and some spiritual materials, this race, for some reason, was unimaginably poor, why didn't they leave here, a mystery. If Mingli really wants to go to Sail Island, it can be regarded as a little supplement to his race.

The old man's eyes narrowed, and after a moment's hesitation, he pushed the storage bag over again, "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that I, the remnant of Jiujing, can't stand it." "Dad, he's my eldest brother, he can afford it, you take it, my eldest brother's spirit crystal can't be used up!" Mingli stuck to the cliff wall, and his thoughts were still shouting. "Speak, speak, if you are nonsense, I will make you unable to get off today. The old man looked up at him, his tone was gloomy, I secretly praised one, that kid just didn't clean up, what do you mean that my spirit crystal can't be used up, I use a spirit crystal in half. (To be continued......)