"This matter is too risky. I heard that the Mulan people have been recharging their energy during this period and may be ready to take action again!"
"Now the edge of the grassland is the real dangerous place! I'm afraid there are many magicians of the same level as us gathered."
The cold-faced monk shook his head and said, seeming to be really worried about this matter: "If we are discovered, even if we can escape with our lives, it will be difficult for us to escape intact."
When Lin Mo saw this, his eyes rolled slightly, then he slowly stood up and said slowly: "In this case, Brother Nanlong still plans to go to Mulan Grassland."
"It seems that there is really something extraordinary in that place. Otherwise, Brother Nanlong would not take such a risk."
"Haha, Brother Wang understands my thoughts best. Have any of my fellow Taoists heard of the name of Master Cang Kun?"
Nanlong Hou changed the subject and said a name that was somewhat familiar to everyone.
"Master Cangkun, the crazy cultivator from Tiannan who defeated both good and evil five thousand years ago?"
An old woman who had been silent until now was instantly moved after hearing these words, and her cloudy pupils became much clearer.
"Hey, the place we are going to this time is a secret cave that Master Cang Kun carefully arranged before his death." Nanlong Hou said solemnly.
"Isn't it possible that the madman was attacked and killed by many monks because he offended the public?"
The old woman shook her head like a plucked drum and said in disbelief.
Nanlonghou heard this and smiled softly.
Just as he was about to explain, another old man in white shirt who had reached the middle stage of his cultivation suddenly spoke.
"Master Cang Kun was not killed that year. Instead, he was forced to self-destruct the two puppets he was practicing, and then used the means of concealing the truth to escape."
"Fellow Taoist Nanlong and I found the place where he last rested. Only then did we learn from the information left behind. After this master disappeared that year, he actually paid attention to the Falling Demon Valley. He risked his life and broke into this valley. And he also became the first person to survive the Demonic Valley."
"How is it possible to survive from the Devil's Valley!"
When she heard the words Fallen Demon Valley, the old woman screamed a little sharply, her face full of excitement.
Everyone present, except Lin Mo, took a deep breath.
These people were shocked by the news and were thinking about whether the news was true or false.
For a moment they couldn't help but look at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
There are dangers everywhere in this Devil-falling Valley, and even a monk who is as strong as the Nascent Soul Stage cannot escape safely.
And if you can survive from it, you must be carrying some kind of treasure and secret.
This made the Nascent Soul cultivators present greedy.
Yan Ruyan beside her was not dazzled by joy, but turned to look at Lin Mo.
From his pupils, Lin Mo could see that he was also eager to try.
In Yan Ruyan's view, although there are risks in going to Mulan Grassland, it is compared with those treasures.
This risk is negligible.
And this opportunity is also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so naturally no one will give it up.
Marquis Nanlong looked at everyone's reaction and was quite satisfied.
"Since no one has quit, I want to make one thing clear to you in advance!"
"If everything goes well into the cave, the two of us will each pick one of the treasures inside, and the rest will be divided equally!"
Listening to Marquis Nanlong's words, Lin Mo raised his lips slightly and said with a smile: "I, Wang Tiangu, agreed!"
Yan Ruyan on the side rolled her eyes at Lin Mo, moved her red lips slightly, and also echoed.
…
Time passed, a few days later.
Lin Mo, who was covered by the silver moon, exuded a faint black-red blood.
The strong murderous aura wrapped around his body.
Even Nangong Wan couldn't recognize Lin Mo here.
Lin Mo led Yan Ruyan and left the attic.
The two people turned into two arcs of light and fled towards a hill thousands of miles away to the south of Tiantian City.
It takes half a cup of tea.
When Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan arrived, they found that everyone was already here.
Nanlonghou and the old man in white shirt stood at the front.
Both of their cultivation levels are in the middle stage of Yuanying, and they are the highest among all the Yuanying monks present.
Nature comes first.
Today's Nanlong Marquis is not that conspicuous, only wearing a light yellow scholar's attire.
And after seeing the arrival of Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan.
Marquis Nanlong was also very decisive, with a smile on his lips: "Everyone is here, let's go now!"
After the words fell, the group of seven people instantly turned into a shadow, quietly left Tiantian City, and headed south towards the Mulan Grassland.
The countries of the Nine-Nation Alliance that are adjacent to the Mulan Grassland are not really bordering on the territory, but are separated by nearly ten thousand miles of loess wilderness.
There is little vegetation in this area, the loess is flying all year round, and the wind is constant.
Naturally, it became a place where the Nine Nations Alliance and the magicians fought.
Over the years, countless cultivators have died here.
Even when the Mulan people didn't invade, this place was extremely dangerous.
For many reasons, there are many monks and magicians from both sides wandering back and forth in this land.
Some are for blatant murders and treasures, and some are for breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation in the thin line between life and death.
Whatever the reason, one thing remains the same.
Then the monks and magicians who come here are very confident in their own strength.
Otherwise, coming here is just to die.
Most of the monks here are foundation-building monks, and occasionally there are a few pill-forming monks.
Often when a pill-forming monk appears, the low-level immortal cultivators here will immediately hide away for fear of harming Chiyu.
As for the old monsters at the Nascent Soul level, they would not easily appear in such a small fight.
So when Marquis Nanlong led a group of people into this area, the monks naturally couldn't think of the Yuanying monk.
For Lin Mo and other Yuanying stage monks, the distance of only ten thousand miles can be easily traversed in half a day.
Therefore, the seven of them were not in a hurry and just fled forward at normal speed.
Marquis Nanlong and the old man in white shirt led the way, while Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan were behind.
Along the way, I also met many low-level monks.
Everyone ignored it and turned into a shadow, flying over the heads of these people.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Suddenly, there was a roaring sound in the distance.
Following closely behind, the yellow wind came overwhelmingly, reaching a height of more than a hundred feet.
Wherever it passed, there were flying sand and rocks, and yellow dust billowing, like an evil dragon emerging from the world, and the evil aura was strong.
Some nearby foundation-building monks.
There was no chance to dodge at all, and he was swallowed directly by the strong wind.
There was only a shrill scream.
Looking at the huge strong wind in the distance, everyone paused in mid-air.
"It seems like there's a strong wind ahead, something's not right!"
The old man named Yun narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.
"Strong wind, what do you mean? Isn't it normal for it to be windy here!"
Marquis Nanlong said a little strangely. After saying that, he also released his spiritual consciousness and looked into the distance.
He knew that the old man in white shirt would not say that for no reason.
Yan Ruyan's heart moved slightly and she couldn't help but look at Lin Mo beside her.
Lin Mo nodded slightly towards Yan Ruyan.
Seeing Lin Mo's reaction, Yan Ruyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Isn't there something wrong with this wind? It's definitely not a natural strong wind!"
The old woman collected her consciousness and said with a gloomy expression.
As soon as her spiritual consciousness entered the wind and sand, the old woman felt dizzy and could only vaguely sense the distance of several tens of feet.
And when we probe deeper, it's the same situation, like a fog.
The leader, Marquis Nanlong, and the middle-aged monk in white looked at each other.
They all saw surprise in each other's eyes.
"This is the wind spirit technique of the Mulan people. The magician who fought with me before used this kind of "worldly" spiritual technique."
"Once this spiritual technique is used, it can not only isolate the spiritual consciousness, but the yellow sand and strong wind in it can also protect the body and trap the enemy!"
Speaking of this, Marquis Nanlong's face darkened: "However, the astonishing yellow sand in front of you seems to have expanded the range of spiritual magic a hundred times a thousand times, which is a bit weird."
The monks of the Mulan people all call themselves Dharma masters.
The old man in white clothes beside him also nodded and replied: "My fellow Taoist is right. In my opinion, this technique is so powerful. I don't know how many monks are hidden in it!"
The old woman was surprised and asked: "Why did the Mulan people send out so many people?"
Lin Mo stepped forward slowly and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Mrs. Tai, it has been a hundred years since the last truce with the Mulan people!"
Speaking of this, Lin Mo imitated Wang Tiangu and sneered: "If the guess is correct, it may not take long for a new round of battle to begin!"
Marquis Nanlong murmured, with a hint of helplessness on his face: "What Brother Wang said is true, but I don't know how many monks will die this time!"
Compared to Nanlong Hou's melancholy, the old man in white shirt waved his hand and said solemnly: "Let's think about how to go next!"
"Right now we have two ways. The first is to go back the way we came, and the second is to take action directly and break through!"
Everyone looked at each other.
The war with the Mulan people will not end in just a few years.
If we turn back now, we don’t know when we will be able to come here again.
At this moment, the old man in white clothes looked deeply at Lin Mo, and then stood up.
"In my opinion, if you hide your figure, see if you can pass through from the side!"
"As long as you can avoid the Muran people's vanguard, you can definitely avoid the Muran people and easily take the treasure and leave!"
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other with hesitation in their eyes.
But after thinking about it for a while, this was obviously the best way.
After all, no one is willing to give up this precious opportunity.
"Crash!"
As various colored light curtains flashed by, the group of people instantly converged on their martial arts aura, hid their figures, and disappeared in an instant.
The distance of more than a hundred miles was reached in the blink of an eye.
The gray and heavy wind and sand seem to appear from the sky as demons appear, pressing faintly from a distance.
Before the yellow sand arrived, waves of wind pillars roared into the sky first.
The diameter of these wind pillars is more than ten feet in diameter, and the diameter of small ones is several feet in diameter.
There were blurry figures moving around, and it seemed like there were magicians hiding among them.
However, these magicians obviously did not notice the group of Yuanying monks and fled straight ahead.
And in this moment of delay, boundless sand and fog fell from the sky, drowning everyone in it.
The surroundings immediately became extremely bleak, and there was a dull, dark yellow color everywhere, which was extremely depressing.
"Be careful, this windy sand is weird and can block your spiritual consciousness!"
Marquis Nanlong greeted calmly: "Don't get separated!"
Although it is easy for everyone to break through this shabu, but in this way, everyone's whereabouts will be exposed.
Fortunately, these yellow sands should blow over quickly. Lin Mo and others can only close the distance, continue to hide their figures, and move forward carefully.
Suddenly, Lin Mo raised his head and looked at a void not far away. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile.
There, there is a huge creature hiding in the space.
If it weren't for my strong spiritual consciousness, I might not be able to discover it.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Mo's figure disappeared without a trace in the wind and sand.
After a while, the place immediately returned to calm.
"Crack!"
With a harsh clicking sound, a big black hole appeared without any warning.
A giant black insect with a body length of about six feet and a width of about four feet and a flat body.
The insect crawled out of the void.
Its face was full of ferocity, and in addition to a dozen yellow compound eyes, its triangular head also had several slender tentacles and a pair of huge sharp fangs, with a cold light flashing above it, making it scary.
On the back of the monster insect, there are still three figures of different heights standing. One person is covered in dazzling white light, which makes people dare not look directly at them. The other person's whole body is covered in a strange green mist, and his figure is vague.
The last person, with light blue arcs all over his body, was beating like a god of thunder.
"Great Master, are you going to let them go like this? This is not good!"
The figure covered in white light looked at the direction where Lin Mo and other monks disappeared and spoke, with a hint of worry in his words.
"Hmph! If you don't let them leave, can you really trap them with just an illusion array?"
…
And on the other side.
"Okay, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."
Marquis Nanlong, who was leading the way, saw the wind and sand dissipating behind him and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.
Then the escape speed slowed down.
Even Nanlong Hou, who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, could not bear to consume a large amount of mana for such a long time.
The others were not much better, and their escape speed also slowed down.
Lin Mo had abundant spiritual energy, and the amount of spiritual energy consumed by simply flying away was not worth mentioning.
However, Yan Ruyan on the side looked slightly pale.
It was obvious that Yan Ruyan couldn't hold on to such a fast flight.
After all, Yan Ruyan didn't have much time to break through the Nascent Soul stage.
Not enough spiritual energy.
"Yes. Nothing happened when we got here. Even if those Mulan people regret it, they won't be able to catch up with us."
The dark-faced man spoke softly, but he thought he was out of danger.
The old man in white shirt at the front shook his head: "Don't take it lightly, huh?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and looked around.
"Boom!"
Following a series of ear-piercing explosions, boundless white light flashed, and a hearse the size of three people appeared.
He was running towards everyone at an extremely fast speed.
"No, this is the wind chariot, and it's filled with Nascent Soul stage monks!"
The old man in white shirt exclaimed. He immediately recognized the flying object and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Lin Mo glanced over with his spiritual consciousness and said calmly: "There are five early Yuanying monks who are invincible!"
"Don't fight. We won't be able to escape in a short time. Let's escape separately!"
Marquis Nanlong said in a hurry, and then immediately took out the jade slips: "Here are a few jade slips, one for each person, with an address written down in them. We will meet here again three days after we separate."
During this delay, the wind chariot in the distance was clearly visible.
"Fellow Taoists, take care of yourself. See you in three days."
Nanlong Hou no longer delayed, his whole body was covered with golden light, and it shot out diagonally.
The old man in white shirt turned into a white rainbow with a gloomy expression and walked away in a different direction from Nanlong Hou.
After the old woman and others took the jade slip, no one said anything, and they also activated their secret skills and dispersed.
The dark-faced man's body erupted with light yellow spiritual fire several feet high. He threw himself toward the ground below, and he disappeared into the ground. He actually used the Earth Escape Technique and walked away.
In an instant, several Nascent Soul cultivators showed off their respective methods.
Quickly disappeared from Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan.
Lin Mo took his time, looked at the people in front of him, and waved his right hand.
A cloud of blood mist instantly wrapped around the two of them.
In the flash of blood, the two of them turned into a shadow and disappeared directly from the spot.
And when everyone left.
The huge hearse also arrived belatedly.
The appearance of the treasure car was also revealed.
The whole thing is a pure white square beast chariot. There is no spirit beast in front. Instead, on both sides of the beast chariot, there are a pair of dark red wooden wings measuring seven to eight feet in length, with runes floating on them and fluorescence flowing.
It was obviously forged from the bones of a spiritual beast.
Looking at the fleeing people, the wind chariot stopped, with white light flashing on it.
Three men and one woman immediately stepped down.
The four of them looked at each other, and after discussing for a moment, they turned into a shadow and fled forward.
And the windmill suddenly swayed slightly, white light flashed on it, and it suddenly chased in the direction of Lin Mo.
Looking at the scene in front of me.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and whispered: "I delivered it to your door!"
Yan Ruyan beside her was shocked and asked quickly: "Do you want to kill him?"
"I'm not in the habit of running away!"
Lin Mo sneered, then swayed and fled not far away.
Although murderous thoughts have arisen in his heart, he still has to stay away from Nanlong Hou and others.
If it is revealed that he is not Wang Tiangu, it will cause a lot of trouble.
Therefore, Lin Mo deliberately slowed down. This way.
There were two light groups, with the blood light in front and the white light behind. After being separated by more than ten miles, the two began to run away and chase each other.
Lin Mo felt the pursuit of the Mulan Nascent Soul cultivator behind him, and couldn't help but murmured: "It should be far enough from here!"
Thinking of this, Lin Mo stopped immediately.
He turned around and looked at the shadow behind him from a distance.
"go!"
Lin Mo waved one hand, and seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords flew out into the air, entwined with dazzling golden evil-proofing divine thunder.
There was a loud chant, and with the flash of sword light, all the swords joined together and turned into a huge blue rainbow wave more than a hundred feet long, rolling towards the opposite side.
Feeling the power of the evil-dispelling divine thunder, the Mulan Yuanying monk in the wind chariot obviously did not dare to be careless.
I saw the wooden wings of the windmill move slightly, and it shot backwards more than ten feet away in an instant.
Then a white light emitted from the car, and a figure suddenly flew out of the white light and floated above the speeding car.
At this time, the giant cyan rainbow formed by the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword had also shot towards him, striking down head on.
Seeing this, the figure on the flying car calmly raised one hand.
The blue light suddenly appeared, and a dark blue light curtain appeared several feet above his head. The moment the blue rainbow hit the light curtain, a bursting sound burst out.
Although this light curtain kept shaking and shining, it was at the same time.
The power of golden thunder surged past the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.
"Crack!"
As a series of harsh roars sounded, the golden thunder intertwined with each other.
Directly blast the light curtain into pieces.
Seeing the mask being destroyed.
The mage's expression changed slightly and he exclaimed: "What a trick!"
Then he shot a magic spell with one hand and landed on the wind chariot.
I saw it shrinking rapidly, and after a moment it was only the size of a palm, and it automatically fell into the hands of the sorcerer.
This is an old man in his sixties, with some weird cyan tattoos on both sides of his cheeks, and wearing a strange blue brocade shirt.
Looking at his cultivation alone, he is actually a monk at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage.
It is obviously about to break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
But despite this, it is still a bit fanciful to want to survive from Lin Mo.
The sorcerer was seen raising a fist-sized round bead, and wisps of surging spiritual power continued to pour out of it.
A giant blue python was constantly wrapping around him.
Wherever he passed, cold fog surged.
The ground was also covered with waves of ice.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, this thing is a good thing, maybe it can increase the power of his Yin Yang Liang Yi bottle.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo shook slightly.
Dry blue wind thunder wings appeared behind him instantly.
Blue wings appeared behind him instantly.
The wings flapped slightly, and a blue shadow instantly appeared, disappearing directly from the spot.
When Lin Mo appeared again, he was already in front of the Mulan Master.
"you!!!"
Lin Mo's sudden appearance really startled him.
As a practitioner, he would never have thought that someone would give up the magic and choose to fight with the body.
The turbulent layers of glazed light wrapped around Lin Mo's body.
The powerful aura oppressed him and made him unable to breathe.
Seeing Lin Mo choose the method of "risking his life".
A hint of ferocity flashed in Brother Mulan's eyes, and he stopped talking nonsense and immediately raised the blue orb in his hand.
Opening his mouth slightly, a mouthful of essence and blood instantly sprayed onto the blue orb.
The orb flashed with blue light and spun rapidly out of thin air. Blue filaments flew out from the bead. In the blink of an eye, a ten-foot-long blue silk screen appeared under the light curtain.
At the same time, the old man muttered something, and after making a seal with his hands, the blue light from his body shot up into the sky, forming a huge blue light group, floating unsteadily on the old man's head.
"Little tricks!"
Lin Mo chuckled, waved his right hand, and eight dry blue sword flames instantly appeared in his hand.
They were intertwined in an instant and soon condensed into one.
There was a clear sound of breaking through the air, and the golden evil-warming divine thunder sounded.
"call out!"
The dry blue sword flame stabbed down hard, and the aqua blue light curtain was split into two with almost no obstruction.
The evil-dispelling divine thunder landed on the old man's chest.
"Damn!!!"
He only had time to scream before his body was destroyed.
A blue shadow instantly escaped from his mouth, followed closely by a pitch black hill, which instantly flew out of his body.
The black hill grew in the wind, and in an instant it was dozens of feet in size, and it was still growing.
But the old man Yuanying didn't hesitate at all and turned around and ran away.
"What kind of existence did I provoke!"
"Why do you only have the initial level of Nascent Soul? This strength is comparable to that of a divine master!"
Among the Mulan people, only those who have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage are called guru, and those who have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage are called great masters. Divine Master.
Looking at the fleeing monks, Lin Mo looked calm and waved his right hand.
A Yimu divine thunder shot out of his hand, like a green dragon, and rushed towards the old Yuanying.
At this moment, the pitch-black mountain peak appeared above Lin Mo's head.
It was completely dark and extremely stressful.
Next to her, Yan Ruyan's spiritual energy surged out of her body, and a blood-red light wrapped around her body.
Wisps of blood condensed into arms and grabbed towards the black mountain peak.
Obviously he wanted to help Lin Mo resist the fall of the black mountain peak.
Lin Mo glanced at the huge black mountain above his head without any hesitation.
Leap.
He instantly appeared at the bottom of the black mountain peak, stretched out Liuli's right hand, and slapped it directly above his head.
"Crack!"
The huge mountain peak shattered, and a bottomless crack appeared on the mountain peak.
The power of a single-handed strike is comparable to that of a magic weapon.
And the pitch-black mountain peak quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had never been broken.
"ah!!!"
The old man Nascent Soul in the distance screamed, and the Yimu Divine Thunder directly crushed him.
The light on the black mountain peak without its owner dissipated, and in an instant it shrank to the size of a palm.
Lin Mo made a move with his right hand, and the pitch black hill immediately flew into Lin Mo's hand.
Lin Mo weighed it curiously and found that the entire hill was weightless and could be easily grasped in his hand.
After careful inspection, Lin Mo found three small pale gold characters engraved under the black mountain peak.
"Thousand Peaks!"
Lin Mo murmured, with a smile on his lips.
Lin Mo is quite fond of this magic weapon, mainly because it is a scope magic weapon.
One blow, either death or injury.
"call out!"
He turned around and waved again.
The old man's storage bag already appeared in his hand.
"Let's go!"
Lin Mo turned to look at Yan Ruyan and said with a smile: "Don't keep Nanlong Hou and the others waiting!"
Yan Ruyan moved her red lips slightly and whispered: "Lin Mo, you are so strong!"
"This is a magician whose strength has reached the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage!"
"Even a late-stage Nascent Soul monk would not be as relaxed as you!"
Listening to Yan Ruyan's praise, Lin Mo smiled faintly: "Maybe you and I should pay attention to health and fitness!"
"???"
Yan Ruyan frowned slightly and couldn't help but think of the words Lin Mo muttered on the bed.
"Why is this posture so good for physical training?"
"What frequency can best improve body refining!"
Yan Ruyan's vermilion lips opened slightly and she looked at Lin Mo: "Do you always train like that?"
"Ahem!"
Lin Mo coughed awkwardly, stared at Yan Ruyan beside him, and asked, "Do you want to learn?"
"That's natural!"
Yan Ruyan didn't hesitate at all and replied directly: "If I improve my body again, I might not be able to hold on!"
Lin Mo licked his lips, gently pinched Yan Ruyan's delicate skin, and said with a smile, "I'll teach you when I get back!"
"good!"
Yan Ruyan nodded vigorously, and blood energy filled her body, directly condensing into a thick bloody mist.
Lin Mo lazily sat down cross-legged and took out the storage bag that had just killed the Nascent Soul Master.
The storage bag was sucked into the hand, and then the consciousness was immersed in it without hesitation and swept around.
The result was quite satisfactory to Lin Mo!
Except for a dozen mid-level spiritual stones inside, the rest are just some ordinary weapon refining materials and a few bottles of elixirs.
As for these medicine bottles, when you open the bottle caps, you will see that they are all ordinary elixirs, and there is nothing unusual about them.
It seems that Mulan Grassland is indeed very short of resources for cultivating immortals. Even a Nascent Soul Master doesn't have many good things.
As for the jade slips and other things he most wanted to see, there was not a single piece in the storage bag.
"No wonder the Mulans want to invade the Nine Nations Alliance!"
Lin Mo shook his head and sighed. After all, the Nine Nations Alliance had so many cultivation resources, so naturally he didn't want to stay in the extremely scarce Mulan Grassland.
…
The two galloped for a while.
A hill of dignity appeared in front of Lin Mo.
Under the hill, there were weeds as tall as a person, with no one around.
But not long after, red light flashed on the horizon, and two red rainbows flew from far and near.
After a while, two red rainbows flew over the hill and circled in a circle.
The green light faded, and the figures of Lin Mo and Yan Ruyan appeared high in the sky.
"It should be right here!"
Lin Mo muttered silently, flicked his sleeves, and a ball of blood fell down instantly.
And the ball of blood suddenly exploded twenty or thirty feet away from the surface of the hill.
A layer of faint white light mask appeared out of thin air.
And inside the light curtain, five people were waiting again.
It was Nanlong Hou, the old man in white shirt, the old woman, Taoist You and the dark-faced man.
"Everyone is here!"
Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his figure swayed, turning into a shadow and appearing directly outside the light screen.
"Haha! What a blessing it is that fellow Taoist monks can come here safely!"
Marquis Nanlong twirled his long beard and said with a laugh, then waved one hand, and the mask of light suddenly disappeared.
"call out!"
At the same time, there was a sound of spiritual power shattering in the distance, and a white shadow was seen galloping from a distance.
"Hey, Fellow Daoist You is here too. It seems that we are really lucky. We all arrived here safely. I was still thinking before that if the person who broke the ban suddenly lost one or two helpers, would he still be able to do it? The restrictions have been broken!"
Marquis Nanlong looked up at the sky again and said with joy on his face.
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but show joy.
If it was really because one person was missing that they couldn't get the treasure, these people would naturally be equally depressed.
"No! You Daoyou seems to be being chased, and he looks a little embarrassed."
The old man in white shirt, who was standing alone without saying a word, suddenly said solemnly. Upon hearing this, Yan Ruyan and others were shocked and looked around hurriedly.
I saw a white rainbow rushing towards the horizon in the distance, followed by a green and a red rainbow, and two rays of light chasing after it.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived on the hill where Nanlong Hou and others were.
Nanlonghou's expression turned gloomy.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a low voice: "It seems that Fellow Daoist You is in trouble!"
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Nanlong Hou's eyes, and he said: "In that case, let's do it together!"
Everyone looked at each other and ran away without much hesitation.
I saw several smooth streaks of different colors pouring out from the mountain and meeting the white arc of light.
Arc Light, who was originally running away, immediately sped up a lot after seeing everyone approaching.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Lin Mo and others.
The light dissipated, revealing the cold-faced monk surnamed You.
His face turned pale and his vitality was greatly damaged.
"Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming to support us. You are deeply grateful!"
The cold-faced monk clasped his hands into fists, the anxious look on his face disappeared, and said with a hint of gratitude.
"Okay, Taoist friend, everything is okay!"
"However, how come there are two magicians chasing Taoist friends from behind. Do I remember that there was only one person?"
Nanlong Hou also stopped escaping the light, appeared floating in the air, and asked seemingly concerned.
"It's okay, it's just that I fought with the person behind me for most of the day, and then the other person came to help me. I had to take them for two days and two nights, and my energy was a little depleted!"
The cold-faced monk smiled bitterly and said helplessly.
"It's no wonder that Fellow Daoist escaped all the way. Faced with two magicians of the same level at the same time, except for Fellow Daoist Nanlong and Fellow Daoist Yun, the rest of us could only avoid the sharp edge temporarily when we encountered them."
The old woman sighed and said: "However, the two people who are chasing Taoist friends, let alone their cultivation and magical powers, are really courageous. Until now, they have no intention of retreating. Do you really want to hit an egg against a stone?"
When the two magicians on the opposite side saw Lin Mo and others appearing, they looked at each other with surprise on their faces without any hesitation.
Escape directly towards the distance.
Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he had learned about the death of a Nascent Soul cultivator in his own hands.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to escape from here so easily.
This Mulan man was so clever that he actually passed on the news before he died.
"So good!"
The monk surnamed Yun smiled slightly: "The most important thing is to save more spiritual power for hunting for treasure!"
Nanlong Hou saw this and nodded in agreement: "What Fellow Daoist Yun said is true. Although these two are not our opponents, if they want to hold us back!"
"It would be troublesome to attract other Nascent Soul cultivators!"
So, under the leadership of Nanlong Hou and the old man in white shirt, several people turned into several rays of light and quickly left the place.
Along the edge of the grassland, heading west, we are in front of a small bare rock mountain.
This mountain is only a few hundred feet high, but there is no grass growing on it. It is all covered with huge gray-white rocks.
When they saw this mountain, Yan Ruyan and others looked surprised.
Is Master Cang Qiong's cave located in this inconspicuous stone mountain?
There is a lack of spiritual energy here. If Nanlonghou hadn't led the way, they would have never been able to find this place.
"Okay, this is it. Fellow Taoist Yun and I will open the outer restrictions first, and a few fellow Taoists should follow suit."
Marquis Nanlong solemnly told Lin Mo and the others, and then he and the old man in white took a step forward, facing the mountain, and each took out a small flag from their arms.
These two small flags are several inches in size. One is green and extremely crystal clear, and the other is yellow with hidden runes fluttering. They are not ordinary things at first glance.
The two people were seen muttering words, and low-pitched spells were calmly issued from their mouths. At the same time, the two small flags began to flicker, and gradually began to shake on their own, as if they were about to fly away.
"go"
Almost at the same moment, Nanlong Hou and the old man in white shirt let go of their hands, and the small flag in their hands shot out.
After a flash of light, the small flag disappeared into a certain rock on the surface of the stone mountain and disappeared.
After a while, everything was as usual, nothing happened.
The old woman coughed slightly and was about to ask something.
The ground beneath their feet suddenly began to tremble, causing most people to stagger and almost lose their balance.
Amid the violent tremors of the earth underfoot, a thin vertical crack opened in the small rocky mountain from the top to the bottom of the mountain, from which soft white light shot out.
This stone mountain actually seems to be split in half from the middle.
Yan Ruyan and others took a breath of cold air, fearful of the two Nanlong Hous' magical ability to open mountains and crack rocks.
Lin Mo nodded slightly. If these two people worked together, they might be able to temporarily resist his second Nascent Soul.
But at most it can only last for half a cup of tea.
Although Yan Ruyan and others were shocked, they quickly recovered.
The spells of Nanlong Hou and the old man in white shirts did not stop for a moment.
After a short while, the stone mountain finally split into two, opening a huge crack about ten feet wide.
In the crack, a bluestone staircase leading directly to the ground appeared in front of everyone.
"Let's go."
The old man in white shirt briefly greeted with a flash of excitement on his face and took the lead in walking in.
As the initiator, Marquis Nanlong smiled slightly and fell behind.
Seeing this situation, Lin Mo's heart moved: "I just don't know when Nanlong Hou will take action!"
"If we really can't hide it anymore, it seems we have to go on a killing spree!"
For Lin Mo, it would be best if he could solve it easily.
But if there is really no other way, then you can’t blame yourself.
When we got here, it seemed that even the Marquis of Nanlong wanted to take him as his horse's head.
Several other people seemed to have noticed something. After Shan looked at each other for a few times, no one mentioned it.
Instead, he followed in without changing his expression.
The stairs are long and lined with white moonstones on both sides. But the further down you go, the colder it becomes.
Soon after, the group of people went deep into the stone mountain about a hundred feet deep.
The moonstone no longer emits a faint white light, but for some reason turns into a dark green color, making the passage appear a bit dark and unclear.
Full of eerie atmosphere.
As they walked, the group of people suddenly opened a distance of more than ten feet.
Obviously, each other has their own little plans and are wary of each other.
After walking for a full meal, Lin Mo and others walked into a mysterious hall.
Call it mysterious, the blue light in the entire hall is crystal clear, as if the blue jade is hollowed out, dazzling.
Now standing in this huge hall that is tens of feet wide, everyone has a look of surprise on their faces.
Of course it is impossible for these things to really be swiped at a wall with the emerald consciousness.
As a result, upon contact, the spiritual consciousness immediately bounced out, unable to penetrate at all.
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, not even his own consciousness could invade, which was a bit mysterious.
"Is this the place where the "Tai Miao Shen Forbidden" was laid?"
"It seems that Marquis Nanlong is not exaggerating."
Lin Mo touched his chin, becoming somewhat interested in this ancient formation.
(End of chapter)
