Regardless of whether what the sharp monkey said was true or not, he had no choice.
"If I want to break the sword, there's no harm in giving it to you!" Ling Han stepped forward, looked directly at Wu Congtian and said, "Let Du Fei go, I'll give you this sword."
"Oh, do you still have room for bargaining?" Wu Congtian glared at Ling Han and said with a smile, "If I hadn't suddenly had something important to do and had to leave, how could I have been overtaken by you?"
"No matter what you say to him, just kill him." Xuanlong glanced at Ling Han and the others, and then said: "These are all our people, what kind of waves can the four of them make."
Ling Han asked in a low voice: "How's it going?"
"Soon!" the sharp monkey responded.
The four of them were back to back, each facing one side. The pointed monkey and the Lin brothers secretly poured their essence into the black cloth with their hands behind their backs.
"Are there any spirit stones?" Lin Shan asked in a low voice.
"I have it." The three of them had very little energy left, so Ling Han quietly handed them a few high-grade spiritual stones. With the majestic spiritual power of the spirit stone, the progress was obviously much faster.
"What are they hiding!" A beautiful woman next to Xuanlong noticed something strange about the four of them and said softly.
Wu Congtian frowned slightly after hearing this and said in a deep voice: "Kill!"
They were the first to rush over, and other masters including Xiu Liang and Xiu Ming also took action one after another.
Several energy attacks blasted towards the four of them. Ling Han pursed his lips, thinking that he could only fight to the death. At the critical moment, he finally reacted, and the black cloth stripes were filled with spiritual power and emitted white light.
Then the white light rose out of the black cloth, painted into a rune pattern, and suddenly turned black. Centered on the four people, the vicious spiritual power fluctuations reverberated out.
First, he knocked away the four closest people and shook them far away. Ling Han's chest heaved up and down, and he only managed to save his life with his strong body.
On the other hand, the other three people were squeezing the essence from their bodies into the black cloth, and suddenly something strange happened, and they couldn't see behind them. They fainted directly from the impact, and their life or death was uncertain.
The masters who came to attack hurriedly evaded to avoid being affected. Everyone looked at the spiritual patterns floating on the black cloth in shock, as if they were a terrifying black color that could swallow everything.
In an instant, the spiritual energy in the ruins gathered together crazily, and they were all swallowed up by the spiritual patterns. The black cloth is made of special material, made by the ancient gods with their supreme ability, and activated by the essence, the real main hall of the ruins can be opened!
In an ancient palace, the blond little monster was rummaging around for something when he suddenly sensed spiritual energy fluctuations in the distance. He quickly came over with an unperturbed expression.
A little girl with eyes that seemed to have magical powers, with two bare feet, was sitting on a branch. She was pink and cute, swinging her long scorpion braids, holding a foot-long staff, and wearing a strange black dress. Clothes, you can vaguely see dots of black pattern tattoos on your wrists.
Upon closer inspection, the staff is completely black, with a star meteorite inlaid on the head. The body of the staff seems to be engraved with complex and obscure patterns such as stars and all things, gods of the four seasons, ancient beasts, etc. It is evil and dark.
"Have you found it?" A voice as ethereal as nature echoed in the forest, and the little girl seemed to be talking to herself.
"Little witch, there isn't one here." There was a young man under the tree, eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slender body, a light carefree look between his brows, and exquisite facial features. He carries a long sword behind his back, which adds a bit of a knight-errant vibe. He is dressed in simple warrior attire, clean and tidy.
"There isn't one here either." Another man appeared. This man was about the same age. He was holding a Fangtian painted halberd. He was handsome, powerful, and domineering.
The little barefoot witch raised her mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "Xiao Xingzi, Xiao Yunzi, you two are really useless. If I had known, I wouldn't have let you follow." She looked at the sky and said with a silly smile: "It would be great if Brother Xuantian was here, Zi Brother Long can do it too."
The two looked at each other and saw the look of helplessness in each other's eyes.
At this time, something strange appeared on the horizon, and the three of them watched at the same time.
"This is the main palace!"
"It seems that someone has activated Hei Bu." Cang Yun Bu looked into the distance and said in a solemn tone.
"Little witch, what we are looking for should be right there!" Xuanyuan Xingwei looked at the little witch on the branch and said.
"Humph, you don't have to say it." The little witch said disdainfully.
"Well……"
On the other side, Dongfang Yinchen stood on the top of the mountain. His white clothes were blown by the breeze, and his long flowing hair was slightly floating. He was holding a plum blossom feather fan and fanning it in front of his chest. The handsome young man was mature and charming, and his eyes were cold and calm. He stared at the horizon strangely.
The two brothers Baili Changkong and Baili Shanghong sensed something strange in the ruins and rushed over quickly. One person is holding a dragon-patterned spear, and the other person is carrying a terrifying hunting bow. Their postures are different from ordinary people.
He has a strong body and a hurried look, but a calm face and wise eyes. He knows at a glance that he is not someone to mess with. "The little witch and the others should have arrived. We must get there as soon as possible."
The Jiang family, Jiang Yiwei, has a handsome face with sword eyebrows, sharp and detailed eyes, restrained and cold, wearing a brown soft leather vest, with bare arms and full muscles, fighting with Shi Lei.
Shi Lei was extremely depressed. After all, he was the leader of the four masters, and he was also at the peak of the Wood Realm. He had even half-stepped into the Ze Realm, but he was suppressed to death.
Jiang Yiwei's use of the Shuangsha scimitar was superb, and Shi Lei was helpless. At the moment of life and death, the opponent suddenly stopped, let Shi Lei go, and ran into the distance.
All the spiritual masters in the ruins sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power, coming from all corners.
Where the spiritual power fluctuated, everyone watched as the black runes changed.
A spiritual energy vortex gradually expanded, and a giant black stone gate appeared out of thin air in the middle. Two damaged stone statues of monsters stood on both sides of the giant door, looking like lions and beasts.
The corrosion of time has made his appearance unclear, but only his two eyes are still bright. Four rays of light shot out, making everyone dizzy, followed by the overwhelming pressure that made people breathless.
The spiritual energy vortex spread out to a size of a hundred feet, and a huge palace emerged from behind the black stone gate.
A behemoth like a hill appeared in front of everyone. It was made of huge rocks. Its pressure shook people's souls, and fear arose spontaneously.
The terrifying blackness covered the sky, and the dark fog and dark clouds made the main hall even more mysterious. After a long time, the palace fully appeared, and the terrifying pressure slowly faded and finally disappeared.
The strange thing is that there is no writing on the huge black stone gate. I don’t know the name of this palace.
"This is the main hall of the Heavenly Demon Sect! No wonder we searched the entire ruins and couldn't find it." Xuanyuan Xingwei looked at the little witch with bright eyes and wanted to rush in immediately.
When the barefoot little witch heard Xuanyuan Xingwei's voice, she smiled happily, her eyes curved into crescent shapes, revealing two small tiger teeth, and said excitedly: "This is it!"
Cang Yunbu said coldly: "They are here too."
The little witch looked around and saw two young men not far away, one holding a gun and the other holding a bow. His smile froze in an instant, he clenched his fists and gestured, and said fiercely to the two people around him: "You two followers, I'll teach them a lesson soon!"
Xuanyuan Xingwei raised an extraordinary eyebrow and said in another direction: "The guy with the fan is here too."
"Xiao Yunzi, use Fang Tian's painted halberd to smash his broken fan into pieces. Fan him again and again to make me feel uncomfortable." The little witch gave the order to Cangyun Bu.
Cang Yunbu coughed dryly and said, "The one with the double sword is over there."
Jiang Yiwei was spotted as soon as he arrived. The little witch's eyes widened slightly and she said angrily: "Take care of him!"
"No problem!" Xuanyuan Xingwei patted his chest and said, "My Seven Star Sword has been planning to deal with him for a long time." Then he asked softly: "Who will deal with the two Baili brothers?"
"Huh, I'll take care of them myself!" The little witch showed her cute little tiger teeth and waved the Star Wand in her hand proudly.
