Two hours later, the night and the water seemed to become one. The sky was deep and the water was deep blue.
A harsh whistling sound suddenly came from the vast swamp. At first glance, it was unclear where the sound came from.
A clear waterline about three feet wide appeared above the swamp. The water surface was concave for up to five feet, with breaking waves splashing everywhere.
Not long after, something strange appeared near the entrance to the Jiuyou City ruins.
The air seemed to contain a shapeless monster, reflecting the silvery glow of the moon.
Gradually, a transparent flying magic weapon shaped like a turtle shell emerged, rippling in the air with the wind.
"Hmph, the land of Middle-earth is really magical. In this ordinary big swamp, there are actually treasures of Lingtai Realm monks."
A young voice sounded, with disdain in his words.
"It's really incredible." Someone replied cautiously.
"What's ridiculous is that the so-called five ancient sects in China, with such abundant resources, have raised a bunch of rookies!" said a young voice unruly.
"Demon, the five major sects have been entrenched in China for a long time and have profound foundations. They should not be underestimated."
"You don't agree with what I'm saying?" the young voice seemed to ask in a normal tone, but the tone was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, making people shudder.
"How dare you..."
"Then when I speak, you'd better shut up, otherwise..."
"Thank you so much, Lord Demon. Compared to my Demon Spirit Sect, the five major sects are not even qualified to carry shoes..."
"Hmph, you have been lurking in the Yasha Kingdom for many years. I do not doubt your judgment of the five major sects, but... to me, you are just a bunch of rabble!"
On the back of the transparent tortoise shell, two male cultivators stood impressively.
Standing on the top of the turtle's back is a young man who is at the middle level of the Lingtai Realm. He has curly hair, is only a young man, has a face like a crown of jade, sword-shaped eyebrows and red lips, and is very heroic.
In the seal hall, there is a mist of black and red intertwined, which looks magnificent and mysterious.
He was wearing a brown robe with a lifelike ghost head embroidered on the back.
This person, like Li Ao, came from the Arctic giant Demon Spirit Sect.
Standing beside him, with a servile look on his face, was a middle-aged male cultivator, whose appearance was very different from that of a Chinese man.
This person is from the Meng Ling Sect, and his realm is at the upper level of the Lingtai realm.
Judging from the conversation and location between the two, this Meng Ling Sect monk was actually as scared as a snake and scorpion, fearing to offend him, a young monk who was one level below him.
As if to show off his magical powers, the young monk known as "Demon" pointed at the entrance to the ruins of Jiuyou City and said with a smile: "Brother Rick, what can you see?"
The upper-level monk in the Lingtai realm known as Rick immediately used his eyesight and at the same time used his spiritual consciousness to investigate.
Rick said respectfully: "Dear Demon, there is a difference between what you see with your eyes and what you see with your spiritual sense. What you see with your eyes is false, but what you see with your spiritual sense is true."
The young man snorted and said, "Is that all?"
Rick was taken aback, sensed it for a while, and said, "Yes."
"Senior brother, you are mistaken!" the young man said calmly, "This ruins has been climbed first by two groups of people."
As soon as this statement came out, it was shocking!
Generally speaking, being able to see an ambush or a mechanism is the limit of what a monk can directly observe.
When Mozi has no relevant information, how can Mozi be sure that two groups of people have arrived?
Rick said in shock: "I wonder how the devil saw it?"
Mako didn't answer, just smiled and nodded at the center of his eyebrows.
Rick asked suspiciously: "Who are the two groups?"
"He is a fellow disciple of Donghai Sect and Mengze Sect."
"this……"
Seeing Rick's confusion, Mo Zi said: "The Donghai Sect is good at water-based exercises, and the Mengze Sect is better at poison. There is a slight smell of powder in the air. Who else would come if it wasn't these two sects?"
Mako's eyes turned cold, and in the depths of his pupils, two black flames were beating like elves, like the fire of hell, endlessly cold.
"Are there only these two sects? It seems that the Nanshan Sect suffered a big loss half a month ago and will probably miss the Jiuyou City ruins this time."
"Senior brother, is he feeling sorry for the Nanshan Sect?"
"It's a pity, my subordinate, that the Netherworld Soul Flag lacks a few dead souls that can be absorbed."
"It doesn't matter, as long as senior brother's soul flag can accommodate it, there are plenty of opportunities to absorb souls!" Mozi pointed at the entrance of the ruins, "Huh! I also want to use poison to seal the entrance. These women, delaying my time, you know the consequences... …”
As soon as he finished speaking, a ghastly ghost-headed dharma image that was about 10 feet tall suddenly appeared behind the devil. The dharma image was surrounded by black flames and looked as gigantic as a giant beast.
This demon is somewhat similar to the Ghost King in Yanyun Nether Soul Flag, but it is more sinister and terrifying.
As soon as the Dharma appeared, the huge pressure was like a thousand people pressing down on it. Rick stared blankly as if he was being struck by thunder.
Immediately, as if he had seen an incredible totem in this life, he bent his knees and bowed his head.
Generally speaking, only Juyuan realm monks can condense the Dharma. Lingtai realm monks can also have this ability. Rick has never heard of it.
"Magic's magical power is unfathomable, and all my subordinates will fall to the ground!" Rick said piously, "If Devil doesn't give up, I will follow you to the death!"
"Are you willing to leave the Meng Ling Sect?"
"This is what my subordinates want!"
"I'm afraid my father won't do it."
"My father is not even happy to be able to join the Shangzong, so how can he disagree?"
"Could it be that Senior Brother can let go of his status as the heir to the Mengling Sect's head?"
"You can let it go!"
"Look at your senior brother's performance. I will not accept incompetent people under my command!"
"I will not let you down."
"Okay, if you help me successfully obtain the Zhuyun Immortal Fruit, I will introduce you to the Shangzong."
"Thank you Demon..."
After Rick finished speaking, he felt as if he had taken stimulants, and his whole face smiled in an exaggerated way!
But I saw him patting his storage bag and taking out a ghost-hand-shaped bone-white magic weapon. At the same time, he hid a ghost flag in his left hand, summoned a black cloud, and rushed toward the entrance of the Jiuyou City ruins.
He wanted to use the magical power of an upper-level monk in the Lingtai Realm to forcibly break through the poisonous formation set up by Meng Li and others.
"Don't bother, let's leave this poison formation to the unlucky ones in the future!"
After Demon finished speaking, he made a hand seal with his hands and gathered them in front of his chest!
The Dharma image behind him suddenly expanded, reaching a size of three feet.
Then, the Dharma Prime Minister opened his huge mouth full of fangs and swallowed it forward!
With Rick's magical power, he didn't have time to react. His vision went dark before he was swallowed up by the law.
His mind was trembling, and his back was dripping with cold sweat.
He found that he seemed to be in a dark cave full of fishy smell. There was a platform under his feet. There were three-foot-long fangs crisscrossed all around the platform. On the other side of the platform, there was a faint wind coming out. , seems to come from the bottomless abyss, deep and cold to the bone!
Rick looked intently and saw a large downward hole on one side of the platform. Dark red flames were beating, and the center of the flame was as black as ink.
"Brother, there is no need to be alarmed..." Mako's voice came from beside Rick.
Rick let out a long sigh of relief, and his pounding heart returned to normal.
He was probably too frightened just now, so Rick didn't notice the existence of Mo Zi. When he saw the other party's calm look, he suddenly realized that they were actually being held by the Dharma in his mouth.
Before Rick could reply, his vision blurred, but he was standing on a giant platform entirely repaired with granite.
This is the entrance to the Jiuyou City ruins.
Contrary to Rick's expectation, this Jiuyou City is buried deep in Yunmeng Ze, but there is no trace of being soaked in water all year round.
Going forward from the platform is a tall city gate in the shape of a pointed cone. Although the high city wall has been mottled, it can still be seen that it was once strong.
Passing through the city gate is a huge corridor, with only some stone pillars standing, as if guarding the last dignity of the city.
The tops of some stone pillars are connected to the remains of domes full of reliefs, outlining mottled lines that are still vaguely discernible.
The corridor is endless and I don't know where it leads.
"It's interesting." Mako put his hands behind his back and walked into the corridor first.
"Be careful, Demon, let your subordinates go ahead to investigate." Rick immediately jumped in front to show his loyalty.
"Whatever." Mozi stopped.
Rick held the bone weapon in his hand, released his spiritual consciousness, and walked slowly and unhurriedly.
The surrounding fields are vast, and the nursery is like a grid of farmland, but there is no living plant in it, only dead branches crawling on the ground.
The architectural style of the ruins of Jiuyou City is also very different from that of China. There are so many stones used that it is not difficult to imagine that it was once a castle with copper walls and iron walls.
The wind blew through the ruins, picking up endless dust on the surface of the weathered ruins.
The flying sand peeled off the disguise of the giant city, and countless palaces and pavilions appeared in front of their eyes.
According to rumors, the ruins of Jiuyou City are full of wandering ghosts, but they don't know that they are dead and still maintain the same living conditions as before.
The strange thing is that the two of them didn't encounter any obstacles along the way.
Not to mention people, not even a ghost was seen. It was like visiting an abandoned stone city. The monks of Donghai Sect and Mengze Sect seemed to have disappeared.
"Mako, something is wrong." Rick said.
"certainly!"
"We may be in an illusion."
"It's not possible, it's just an illusion."
"My subordinates have collected several sets of Lei Zhenzi to break through this illusion and have a look."
"Go back and look again."
"return to?"
Since it is an illusion, it is best to use Lei Zhenzi to break it, saving time and effort.
Rick didn't dare to make his own decision, so he could only retreat as he was told.
Soon, the two of them reached the end of the huge corridor. As far as they could see, they could no longer find the platform where they landed outside the city gate. There was only endless white sand everywhere.
"Maiko, there is no way back." Rick said.
"Um."
"That……"
"Senior brother, have you found anything?"
"Discovered? No...no..."
Rick blushed at the question, and he could tell from Mako's tone that the other party must have noticed something from it, and as Mako's loyal subordinate, he seemed too useless.
Mozi said again: "Look up."
Rick looked up and saw that the sky was gray, so how could he see anything?
Silent night, the moon hangs in the sky.
In the shadow of the moon, a bird spreads its wings and flies high.
Above the birds, two monks, a man and a woman, were sitting side by side. They were Fairy Yan Yun and Qiu Yan.
