An hour later, an underground crack suddenly appeared at a distance of five people. Everyone's spiritual thoughts swept over and found that the crack led directly to the volcano in front.
As expected, Mo Wuji stopped placing the formation flags. The reason why he was able to open this hidden formation was not because his level of formation was really high enough, but because he had seen such a hidden formation before.
When he was dealing with the horse thief Wuchang Wushuang in Bingmuyuan, he had encountered such a powerful concealment formation. If there wasn't a horse thief who took him to the entrance of the formation, he probably wouldn't have found it even if he searched for a hundred years.
"Leader Mo, if you go in from here, you will probably die." Feng Zhe looked at the crack that led directly to the bottom of the volcano and said with a slightly worried tone.
Mo Wuji said calmly, "The place has been found. You can go in with me or stay here. It's all of your own free will."
After saying that, Mo Wuji was the first to jump into the gap. Not to mention that he was the leader of the Hundred Sects Alliance, but the First Heaven Alchemist of the Lost Continent was in trouble when another True God Realm powerhouse was in trouble, so he had to save him. Besides, speaking of personal friendship, he also wanted to save Linglong.
When Xing Huang saw Mo Wuji going in, he jumped in without hesitation.
Feng Zhenqiu laughed: "Save me, the number one alchemist of Wentian Academy, how can you let the alliance leader explore the way..."
Feng Zhenqiu stepped in and followed Xing Huang into the crack.
Feng Zhe was a little stunned. He looked at Fang Zhentian, and Fang Zhentian smiled slightly, "Since our Heavenly Demon Sect is a member of the Hundred Sects Alliance, naturally we cannot fall behind. What's more, Alliance Leader Mo is still kind to me. What the Heavenly Demon Sect pays attention to is grudges. distinct."
While talking, Fang Zhentian also jumped into the gap.
Feng Zhe sighed. If he didn't go in, not to mention that Dayan Sect would be ridiculed, even he wouldn't be able to hold his head up. Although there was still some resistance in his heart, he could only follow a few people and jump into the gap.
Even though they were under the volcano, Mo Wuji and others still couldn't feel any heat, and even felt a little cool. It looks like it was naturally formed below. There are no fixed steps, only a curved crack leading to the distance. The pits look more like underground cracks caused by earthquakes. There was no light at all. Fortunately, several people had spiritual thoughts. Whether there was light or not had no impact on them at all.
After a full 78,000 turns, it circled up and down for half an hour, before a glimmer of light appeared in front of a few people.
Mo Wuji sped up and the group of people soon arrived at the light.
This is a basin hidden at the bottom of the mountain. The bottom and sides of the basin are all bumpy and uneven. However, dozens of huge luminous pearls make people understand that even if this place is naturally formed, someone has visited it. That trace of cool air came from the bottom of the basin.
Above everyone's heads, a stream of green energy fell directly and penetrated into the bottom of the basin. The top of this green energy has a radius of several feet, and when it reaches the bottom, it has a radius of only one foot, and it looks like a cone shape.
Even if Mo Wuji had no experience, he still knew that this green energy was probably part of the flame of the heart of Qingjin outside.
When Mo Wuji set his eyes on the edge of the basin, he saw Linglong in the hazy blue color. Linglong Void lay flat next to Qing Qi, lifeless. Even her face was pale and she couldn't feel the slightest bit of life. Mo Wuji can already refine the fifth-grade earth elixir, and can be regarded as a real fifth-grade elixir master. He could tell at a glance Linglong's condition that 90% of the blood in her body had been sucked away.
Then he saw the niche on the earth wall closest to Granny Linglong. In this niche was sitting a man who looked almost like a skeleton. At this moment, the man was staring at Mo Wuji.
Feng Zhenqiu and others also saw the skeleton man at the same time and subconsciously dispersed.
"Qi Laoshi?" Mo Wuji looked at the skeleton man and recognized him immediately. Although compared to the Qi Laoshi he knew, this Qi Laoshi was only skin and bones, but Mo Wuji could still remember the vague appearance.
He didn't understand what Qi Laoshi had gone through to become such a human being and a ghost.
"It turns out it's you, very good, very good..." Skinny made a piercing voice, and the murderous aura in his body could no longer be concealed.
A similarly familiar feeling came to Mo Wuji's heart, and Mo Wuji was shocked. He immediately took a step back, calmly stared at the skinny man in front of him and said, "You are not Qi Laoshi, you are Jing Gumu. You took away Qi Laoshi..."
When Mo Wuji finished saying this, he was secretly shocked. Jing Gumu's remnant soul was plotted by him together with Pu Qian and others, but he was severely injured and escaped again. He thought that Jing Gumu would never be able to turn around again, but he didn't expect that it had only been a few years? Jing Gumu actually took away Qi Laoshi. Judging from his appearance, his strength has probably recovered a lot.
This Qi Laoshi is so useless, his body was actually taken away by a remnant soul, idiot, idiot. No wonder he said why Qi Laoshi never went to find him. It turned out that this guy was taken away from him.
"Haha..." The skeleton man laughed, "You are not blind yet, and you actually recognized me as Jing Gumu. Originally, I just wanted to find a few powerful souls and blood essence to replenish my soul, but I didn't expect you. It actually came to my door, and he brought four good guys with him. Do you know whose blood I want to drink most now? It’s you, an ant."
Jing Gumu was laughing, and there was endless anger and murderous intent hidden in his laughter.
"Jing Gumu?" Almost at the same time that Mo Wuji called out Jing Gumu, Feng Zhenqiu and others' expressions suddenly changed. They all grabbed their magic weapons and became extremely vigilant.
Maybe no one knows about other people, but when it comes to Jing Gumu, who knows? When Tianzong was in the Lost Continent, it was a more powerful existence than Wentian Academy. The leader of the clan, Jing Gumu, was extremely strong in cultivation, and no one dared to say no in front of him.
"Don't worry, you guys. This person took over his body not long ago, and his cultivation level has not yet recovered to one-tenth. He will not be too strong..."
Before Mo Wuji could finish his words of comfort, Jing Gumu pounced down. The skinny hand grabbed directly at the top of Mo Wuji's head. Mo Wuji is the person he hates the most. If he doesn't kill Mo Wuji, there will always be a thorn in his heart.
The terrifying depressive force rolled over, and Mo Wuji felt cold all over. He felt like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, making him unable to move. The difference in strength was so great that even if he reacted, he would not be able to escape.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three violent bursts of energy exploded in succession, hitting Jing Gumu's palm.
"Pfft!" Jing Gumu spat out a stream of blood and his whole body was knocked back, smashing his earthen niche into pieces.
Jing Gumu looked at Feng Zhenqiu and others in shock, "How is this possible? How could you bring three True God Realms with you..."
He looked at Feng Zhe, who had not taken action just now, "Did you bring four True God Realm experts here? When did the Lost Continent have so many True God Realms? Four of them as soon as they came out?"
The reason why he didn't stop Granny Linglong's letter was because he was still extremely lacking in blood and soul. He wanted some strong people's blood to come here to enhance his cultivation, and he also needed some powerful souls to forcibly strengthen his soul. But he didn't expect that he would attract four true god realm experts.
It is true that there are not so many True God Realm experts in the Lost Continent, but Mo Wuji is the leader of the Hundred Sects Alliance, and he has brought almost half of the True God Realm experts from the Hundred Sects Alliance.
"Leader, if I guess correctly, Jing Gumu should want to use Linglong's blood as a guide to refine the heart of Qingjin..." Fang Zhentian of the Tianmo Sect stared at Jing Gumu in the distance and said in a solemn tone.
Hearing this, even Jing Gumu, who had just been shocked that Mo Wuji had brought four true god realm experts, looked at Fang Zhentian in disbelief. He didn't understand how anyone else knew about such a secret thing.
"How do you know?" Mo Wuji asked doubtfully.
Fang Zhentian looked at Jing Gumu and replied in a deep voice, "If this is really the case, then Linglong should have a body of ice spirit. This kind of body is actually not suitable for alchemy, but Linglong not only made alchemy but also became a heavenly alchemist. It can be seen that Linglong's talent is extremely strong. According to the records of Tianzong's classics, when the heart of Qingjin is just born, it can be guided by the blood of the ice spirit body. After stabilizing the heart of Qingjin, it can then be slowly refined."
"Who are you, and how do you know the secrets of my Tianzong?" Jing Gumu stood up and stared at Fang Zhentian coldly, his eyes like the cold air shooting out of an ice cave.
Fang Zhentian said calmly, "Because I am the leader of Tianmo Sect, which was once a branch of Tianzong."
Jing Gumu was stunned. He knew something about Tianzong's disappearance. Now his strength has not been fully restored, and he has no time and energy to take care of Tianzong's affairs. After his strength recovers, he will kill a bloody person in the Lost Continent and then restore the status of Tianzong.
"Since you are a disciple of my Tianzong, come here quickly to pay homage to the ancestor and obey my instructions." Jing Gumu immediately shouted sharply.
Fang Zhentian stared at Jing Gumu and his tone became cold, "Jing Gumu, you are not worthy of being called the ancestor of Fang Zhentian. My ancestor Qu Chengzi was imprisoned by you in the Tianzong Demon Binding Cave. If you were not lucky, My ancestor has long since died in the Baomo Cave. I will recognize you, the trash who almost killed my ancestor, Jing Gumu, even if your face is whiter than other people's butts."
"It turns out that you are the disciple of that devil in Qu Chengzi. No wonder you have the aura of a devil. If you dare to come here today, then stay."
As Jing Gumu spoke, he raised his hand and threw dozens of formation flags. The surrounding scene changed instantly, and the five people soon lost sight of each other.
At this moment, he already knew that Mo Wuji had brought four powerful men from the True God Realm. If he uses force to force him, he has no hope.
Before Mo Wuji could understand what kind of formation they were trapped in, bursts of roaring sounds were heard. Without looking, they knew that their escape route was blocked.
... ... (To be continued.)