After the two left, another monk arrived.
These people couldn't help but gasp when they saw the dried and fragmented corpses on the ground.
One of the leaders, a middle-aged man named Huang Lun, said in a deep voice: "It seems that trouble is about to break out."
He looked up into the depths of the mountain forest. The forest could not block his sight. He saw the depths, and there was chaos inside.
His face was solemn and he was pacing back and forth, seemingly having trouble making a decision.
After being silent for a long time, he finally let out a long sigh and said decisively, "You must go in and take a look, otherwise, the place of death will be even more dangerous."
His figure swept towards the depths of the mountain forest, and the others quickly followed.
After this group of people left, groups of people came through the air.
The movement here alarmed these people. They come looking for opportunities to ask questions.
One after another, these people went deep into the mountains and forests.
At the same time, Xiao Chen and Pang Qi hid under a tree and looked up at the flying shadow in the sky. The mountains and forests attracted a large number of monks.
Pang Qi looked ugly, "There are so many people. What should I do?"
Xiao Chen grabbed the bamboo frog out of his pocket. It didn't respond, like a dead thing.
Xiao Chen was worried, "Damn it, this frog is on strike now."
He was also helpless, and the path of asking frogs would not work.
Pang Qi repeated the question just now, "What should I do?"
Xiao Chen sighed, "Don't worry, follow us slowly and take a look. If something is wrong, let's leave quickly."
The movement in the mountains and forests attracted too many people. The more people there are, the less safe it is.
The two of them were weak, so they could only follow these people and lurk.
After walking for a long time, suddenly a thick fog shrouded the road ahead.
In the thick fog, a monster was roaring.
Pang Qi stretched out his hand into the thick fog, and his hand was dyed yellow, as golden as butter.
He retracted his palm, and his skin instantly returned to its original state. His eyes widened, "What is this?"
This thick fog is very strange.
He was a little nervous and looked at Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen also tried to put his hand in. The grass bracelet on his wrist glowed green and protected Xiao Chen's arm. He was fine and his arm was not stained yellow.
Xiao Chen marveled at the gift from Su Xuan. This grass bracelet was really magical.
With the grass bracelet, Xiao Chen gained more confidence.
He said to Pang Qi: "Follow me, let's go in."
The two figures disappeared into the thick fog, and the green light enveloped them, blocking the intrusion of the thick fog.
After walking a few meters away, the old Taoist Xukongzi turned to stone on the spot.
Xukongzi died, and the ashes on his body disappeared. Someone took away his ashes, and he ended up like this.
Xiao Chen pushed it with his hand, and Xukongzi's body shattered into pieces, like gravel all over the ground.
Pang Qi swallowed, "This ghost place is really weird."
After walking a few hundred meters further, steps suddenly appeared.
The steps lead straight to the sky, and above the sky, a palace is looming.
The majestic palace, bathed in golden light, is very sacred.
Seeing this, Pang Qi swallowed, "How awesome is this palace?"
I don’t know the age and danger of the palace, and everyone is vying to climb it.
Xiao Chen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Let's go up and have a look."
Green light protected the two of them, and they climbed up the steps and soon arrived at the palace gate.
At the gate of the palace, there is a plaque with two words written on it, desolate palace.
In the name of desert, this palace is not simple.
In front of the deserted palace, many monks gathered.
These monks are studying ways to enter the palace.
Among these people, Huang Lun is the strongest. Every move he made attracted attention.
He put his hand on the gate of the deserted palace and pushed hard, but the palace gate didn't move at all.
He was a little disappointed. He couldn't push away this deserted palace.
Everyone tried their best, but could not open the desolate palace.
This desolate palace seems to have existed since ancient times. Everyone wanted to push the door open, but they couldn't do it.
At this time, the thick fog gradually dissipated, and the palace became blurry.
The place beneath everyone's feet has become blurry.
They fell from the air, and the palace floated away, disappearing before them.
The scene just now seemed like a dream.
Everyone yelled, "Damn it, give me back my palace."
No matter how much they clamored, the palace was no longer there, and the weirdness of this place had disappeared.
Huang Lun said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please disperse."
He shook his head in disappointment and left with his attendants.
The desolate palace disappeared and he had no chance to enter, which was a pity.
After he left, the unwilling people searched everywhere but found nothing.
Seeing this, everyone left disappointed.
Pang Qi looked at Xiao Chen, "How is it? What are your plans?"
The surroundings were deserted, not a soul in sight.
Xiao Chen curled his lips helplessly, "What else can we do? Let's leave too."
The desolate palace was short-lived, and many people were disappointed.
Just as the two were about to leave, the yellow wheel came back and appeared in front of them.
Huang Lun stretched out his hand and said in a cold voice, "Hand over the frog."
He stared at Xiao Chen firmly, knowing that the frog was on Xiao Chen's body.
This person was very powerful, with cultivation at the eighth level of the Yuan Dan Realm, and could easily kill Xiao Chen and the two of them.
When Xiao Chen saw this, although he was reluctant to give up, he still handed over the bamboo frog.
After getting the frog, Huang Lun snorted, "Tell me, how did you get it?"
Player Pang pressed his hands on the black sword, sweating profusely.
This man is no match for him.
However, he will not back down, it is nothing more than death.
Pang Qi no longer cares.
Xiao Chen's eyes were filled with uncertainty, but he finally told the truth, "I got it from Xiaoyao Sanren."
Huang Lun gritted his teeth and said, "Where are the others?"
Xiao Chen said calmly: "Dead."
Huang Lun said coldly: "Did you kill him?"
Xiao Chen nodded and touched the grass bracelet with his hand. He was not sure whether the grass bracelet could deal with Huang Lun.
Hearing this, Huang Lun laughed heartily, "Good death, good killing. Thank you very much, little friend."
Xiao Chen and Pang Qi were confused, what's going on?
The two were stunned, and Huang Lun explained: "I gave this frog to a friend, but it was killed by three Xiaoyao people. You helped me kill Xiaoyao Sanren, which is considered as revenge for my friend. Thank you very much." "
So it turned out to be a false alarm.
Xiao Chen secretly let go of his hand, with a relaxed look on his face, "It's just a little effort, this Xiaoyao Sanren deserves to die."
Pang Qi's back was soaked with sweat, and he finally let go of his hanging heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
Huang Lun pointed his finger on the frog, and a stream of pure energy poured into the frog's body.
The next moment, the frog croaked, and its size was getting bigger, and it seemed to be more energetic.
Seeing this, Huang Lun invited: "You two little friends, how about you go hunting for treasures with me?"
Xiao Chen wanted to refuse Huang Lun's invitation, but Huang Lun gave him a warning look.
Huang Lun's language was vaguely threatening: "Rejecting me is not a wise move."
Hearing this, Xiao Chen immediately sighed in his heart, a smile appeared on his face, and he cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll trouble you, senior, to lead the way."
Huang Lun then gave up his murderous intent. If he refused, these two people would already be corpses.
Xiao Chen couldn't get off the tiger, so he had no choice but to agree.
