When Ling Yifan rushed to Zhongzhou, in the depths of the desert, in a hidden space, the middle-aged man was staring at the temporarily opened space in front of him, which he and his subordinates had opened up together, and not long ago, he had passed on the changes here to the organization.

Next, what he had to do was to wait for the organization's response and attitude, the middle-aged man was bored in his heart, shook his head, and reluctantly returned to the room to breathe, in the past few days, Yuan Li has been consumed, and he has not received any rest and recovery, and the wear and tear of his body and injuries have also become very serious.

The changes that have occurred in the past few days have made the middle-aged man physically and mentally exhausted, and on the mountain range of Lingyun Prefecture, a majestic hall is located on the mountain peak, the entire mountain range is more than 1,000 miles, and there are no less than 10,000 disciples in the sect, this sect is another major sect in Lingyun Prefecture in addition to the Holy Sect.

Its strength was only slightly inferior to that of the Holy Sect, and at this time, a very special butterfly flew from the sky in the direction of this sect.

Here, it is the famous Dan Sect in the cultivation realm, even the Holy Sect has to take a high look, at this time, that special butterfly flashed away in the sky and flew straight to the main hall.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes suddenly moved, and his divine sense was shocked to perceive the butterfly that flew away in a flash.

This butterfly is a special method of communication in the Dan Sect, and only the elders and high-ranking members of the sect can have this special method.

At that moment, the middle-aged man's heart was extremely excited, and from the fluctuations emitted by the butterfly, he had already sensed who the owner of the butterfly was who had released.

I saw the middle-aged man stretch out his hand, and the butterfly that flew in seemed to be pulled, turning into an afterimage and flying towards the middle-aged man's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the butterfly fell into the hands of the middle-aged man, and he didn't see what tricks the middle-aged man had cast, and the moment the butterfly flew into his hands, it would turn into a message into his mind.

The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly closed, sensing the message coming into his mind, and after a while, he saw his expression moved. He said silently in his heart: "Sure enough, it is Elder Muhe, who has been missing for many years, it turns out that he is still alive!"

Immediately, the middle-aged man's figure turned into an afterimage and flew out of the main hall in an instant. At the same time, he said to the major elders of the sect: "I have something to go out, you should take care of it in the sect first!" After finishing speaking, the figure of the middle-aged man disappeared into the sky in an instant, flying in the direction that Mu He said in the message returned.

Within Danzong. Receiving the middle-aged man's transmission, all the elders couldn't help but look shocked, and from the middle-aged man's transmission, they could feel the trace of anxiety revealed in it.

They all couldn't help but secretly speculate in their hearts: "I don't know what happened, so that the sect master left the sect so anxiously!"

At this time, Mu He was hiding in the temporarily opened cave, silently waiting for the sect to come to the rescue.

And at the edge of the desert, on the border with Zhongzhou, a white-haired young man was speeding in the air, speeding in the direction of Zhongzhou. This person is none other than Ling Yifan.

The scorching sun overhead was gradually slanting to the west, and the sun was not so hot, Ling Yifan turned his back to the slanting sun, and rushed all the way to Zhongzhou, gradually, Ling Yifan's eyes could vaguely see the dividing line in the sky.

The faintly appearing dividing line is the edge of the desert, the boundary between the desert and Zhongzhou, Ling Yifan couldn't help but nod secretly in his heart, with a hint of excitement on his face. After so many thrills, I am finally about to set foot on the land of Zhongzhou.

Ling Yifan looked in the direction of the sky, and the speed under his feet couldn't help but speed up a few points, a moment later. The sight in the distance became clearer and clearer.

Ling Yifan's white hair fluttered in the wind, and the boundary of the desert was not hazy, but gradually became clearer, only to see that the location at the junction with the desert was actually a continuous green mountain.

At this point, near the edge. The yellow sand under his feet was gradually decreasing, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Yifan had already flown out of the edge of the desert and stepped on the top of a mountain.

Standing on the top of this mountain, Ling Yifan looked back at the boundless desert behind him, after all the turmoil, he finally walked out of the desert, and then, Ling Yifan turned around and looked ahead.

Now, having finally set foot on the land of Zhongzhou thousands of miles away, what Ling Yifan has to do is to enter the Dark Sky Alliance to inquire about more information about the Dark Temple, but just like that, he is afraid that he will only be turned away.

Just when Ling Yifan was upset in his heart, he suddenly remembered Kong Mochen, and hurriedly said to Kong Mochen: "Grandpa Kong, I want to enter the Dark Heaven Alliance, I don't know if there is any good way?"

Hearing this, Kong Mochen muttered: "Now that you can't use your identity as a holy son, I'm afraid it won't be useful to visit so boldly, there is no good way, but you can try it first, if not, it's a big deal to think of another countermeasure." ”

Ling Yifan nodded, the only way to do this is the only way to do it, and then, Ling Yifan's body suddenly moved, flying towards the prosperous core of Zhongzhou.

Right now, in this desolate marginal area, there are no people at all, and where Ling Yifan's divine sense has passed, it is just a vast barren mountain range.

From the information obtained, the distribution of this Zhongzhou is similar to that of Lingyun Prefecture, however, it is the Dark Sky Alliance that orders the major sects here, and in Zhongzhou, the prestige of the Dark Sky Alliance is no less than that of the Holy Sect of Lingyun Prefecture, and even surpasses it.

In Zhongzhou, in addition to the Dark Sky Alliance, there are several sect forces that are slightly inferior to the Dark Sky Alliance, among which the Forbidden Sect is the strongest, and it can be regarded as the strongest sect in Zhongzhou except for the Dark Sky Alliance.

However, the Forbidden Sect has always rarely asked about the world, unless it is the request of the Dark Sky Alliance, it will be considered, in addition, there are several major sects that rank first-class, but they are not as transcendent as the Forbidden Sect.

Regarding the distribution of forces in Zhongzhou, Ling Yifan still has some general understanding in his heart, but Ling Yifan is not interested in these, he just wants to know more about the dark temple, and just wants to get his mother's whereabouts earlier.

Ling Yifan's body flew rapidly in mid-air, constantly skimming the barren mountains and mountains under his feet, and before he knew it, it was already dusk, and Ling Yifan flew out for a long time, but he didn't fly out of this desolate edge area.

Seeing the sunset and the night covering the earth, Ling Yifan simply did not continue to hurry, but stopped at a mountain peak, standing in the twilight, a gust of night wind blew, Ling Yifan couldn't help but feel a little cold.

In fact, when it came to Ling Yifan's current cultivation, he was not afraid of cold and heat at all, but the loneliness in his heart made him feel the unusually cold night wind.

Sitting on a piece of bluestone, Ling Yifan took out a wine gourd, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, and suddenly, a spicy feeling flowed from his throat to his henchmen.

Then, a warm current flowed through his body, driving away most of the cold, and since he drank for the first time in Ruixue Village, Ling Yifan gradually liked this liquid.

I still remember that when I drank this wine with Ye Bo for the first time, I still couldn't understand what Ye Bo said, and I didn't understand that there would be so many flavors in this wine.

However, since Yun Mengyao left, every time Ling Yifan drank this wine, he would feel a different taste and mood, and as he drank it more and more, he felt the taste and feeling contained in this wine more and more.

Gradually, Ling Yifan found that the more he drank this wine, the more he seemed to know about him, and the more he understood his thoughts, and slowly, he found that this wine seemed to be his confidant.

Therefore, whenever the night is quiet, Ling Yifan always likes to drink a few sips of this spirit, but sometimes the more this is the case, the more he feels the silent pain in his heart, and he can't help but think of a sentence in the mortal world, 'Borrowing wine to drown sorrow is more sorrowful, and drawing a knife to cut off water is more flowing.'" Perhaps, that's how he felt at this time.

Suddenly, in the hazy twilight, there was a sound of breaking the sky from the sky, Ling Yifan's divine sense moved, but he found a young man and a demon beast flying through the sky, in the perception of divine consciousness, the young man seemed to be about the same age as himself, even if he was big, it was not much bigger.

The breath that came from the young man's body, Ling Yifan didn't even feel any disgust, in that young man's body, there was a faint strange but friendly aura, these two breaths would appear on a person's body at the same time, Ling Yifan couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart. (To be continued.) )