When the beautiful woman really saw that Chen Jiao's soul monument was broken into powder, she finally believed the result.

His face was clouded to the extreme.

Like the bottom of a pot.

The female disciple who reported the situation nearby was silent and hung her head. She didn't dare to respond at all.

For a while.

The female disciple heard the cold voice of the beautiful woman:

"Tidy up your things. I don't want to hear about Chen Jiao's fall from any population."

"Poop!"

The female disciple was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and quickly shouted:

"I understand. I will never say more nonsense!!"

The beautiful woman left the soul monument.

Instead of returning to his cave, he came to the inner door of Linghua Pavilion, under a huge Linghua tree.

This Linghua tree grows on the edge of a deep cliff.

Dense branches and leaves.

The trunk is thick. I'm afraid more than a dozen people may not be able to hold it.

The branches and leaves full of pink flowers form a huge shade of more than one square kilometer.

All the way out of the cliff.

From a distance, the beauty is shocking.

The beautiful woman completely ignored the big tree.

Go straight along the roots of qiuzha old tree to a huge branch of Linghua tree.

There is a tree hole here.

Enter the tree hole.

There is a small pond like Lingquan in it.

In a small pond.

A woman full of red fruits floats in a small pond. She looks like a corpse without any breath.

When the beautiful woman saw the woman, her angry face disappeared.

She sat cross legged slowly.

Staring at the woman in the pond.

It's been a long time.

Finally he said:

"I let Chen Jiao go, but she died. That place may still be very dangerous. Do you think I'll wait a little longer or go there myself?"

Of course, the woman in the pond won't answer the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman did not expect the woman to answer.

He did it quietly by the pond for a moment.

As if she had made a decision, the beautiful woman took out a huge flower the size of her head from the ring.

The flowers are full of various auras.

"Shua!"

The beautiful woman threw the flowers into the pond.

"This Linghua divine heart should also ensure that your body will remain unchanged for two months. I'm gone!"

With that, the beautiful woman resolutely walked out of the tree hole.

When she leaves.

The tree hole flickered slightly and disappeared.

Soon.

An enchanting woman with a veil.

Quietly Mimi left Linghua Pavilion.

……

The other side.

Luo fan and his party continued to follow Yang yunlang and sweep yuanyan mountain.

After that, I didn't encounter anything again.

They finally came to the site of the ancient zongmen ruins.

Yang yunlang has been here.

Carefully examined the surroundings.

He was relieved to find that all kinds of the secret prohibitions left when he left had not been touched.

"Safe!"

Yang yunlang took a deep breath, took out a jade slip and threw it into the valley in front of him.

When the jade slips flew into the valley.

Lofan was surprised to find.

This valley is clearly an illusion, which is not true at all.

The air, like the water, rippled layer upon layer.

About a few seconds later.

A big black hole appeared in front of the crowd.

"Come in!"

When Yang yunlang saw the big hole, he smiled and took the lead in walking towards the big hole.

Several core disciples looked at Luo fan.

Lofan looked at them, too.

Or did imperial concubine Yang Chu simply hold Luo fan's hand, pull him, and enter the cave together.

"Hiss ~"

Through the cave.

The picture revealed in front of him almost made luofan subconsciously take a breath.

An idea came to his mind:

This is the real holy land of Xianmen!

Compared with here, the gate station of xingbeast sect is a scum!

I see.

There is a sea of clouds ahead.

Countless peaks of tens of thousands of meters are interspersed in these clouds, straight into the sky.

Huge suspended islands are connected by iron bridges and chains.

Around these peaks.

Suspended on an island.

Countless buildings are faintly visible.

……

The whole ruins of ancient zongmen clearly reveal a sense of dilapidation and desolation.

But

In this breath.

It also makes people seem to see all kinds of shocking styles displayed in the glorious period of this ancient patriarchal gate.

"Dad, is this really just a relic of the ancient sect? It's not a fairyland world? Compared with here, our xingbeast sect is much worse!"

Speechless Yang produced the same mind as Luo fan, pucker up little red lips, and make complaints about Tucao road.

"Our star beast sect is not qualified to compare with the town demon gate."

Yang yunlang is also very self-aware, quite speechless.

"Is this ancient sect gate called Zhenmo gate?"

Lofan whispered.

"Yes!"

Hearing Luo fan's words, Yang yunlang immediately explained:

"Do you see those buildings shrouded in black fog? Those places must not be close to. What shrouds them is the devil gas I mentioned before. It's very terrible. Even if I touch it, I can't bear it. I instantly turn into a bloodthirsty devil!"

Yang yunlang's face was serious and his voice became gloomy. He solemnly warned Luo fan and the core disciples present.

"Dad, almost all the buildings here are shrouded in black fog. Where on earth do we live?"

Imperial concubine Yang Chu asked helplessly.

"Over there..."

Yang yunlang's fingers thought about the huge peaks that are not high and interspersed in the sea of clouds.

"We go to the innermost mountain to live. There are some incomplete spiritual veins on it. It's cheap for you!"

The incomplete spirit pulse is also a spirit pulse.

For practitioners.

The higher the concentration of aura, the faster the speed of cultivation.

Just.

This kind of place is very rare.

Sects that can have spiritual pulse are generally the general trend of the gate.

Don't say it's the star beast sect.

Even in the northern regions, the top Lingwu sect seems to have only one spirit vein.

"Unfortunately, they are all incomplete spiritual veins."

Yang Chu said dissatisfied.

"What a pity?"

Yang yunlang stared and said angrily:

"Even if you are a crippled spirit vessel, you can cultivate it for four hours every day with your current strength. It's a pity if you take a longer time, you'll be burst!"

"Dad, I shouldn't be as unbearable as you said! I'm also the top cultivator of martial arts disciples at least. I'm just a crippled spirit pulse. How can I not bear it for four hours!"

Concubine Yang Chu was surprised and said unconvinced.

"The incomplete spirit pulse is over there. I'm telling you whether it's true or false. You'll know when you try!"

Yang yunlang didn't explain. He pointed to the mountain in the distance and motioned Luo fan to hurry over.