Guiyuan Zhenren walked around restlessly outside, and now he didn't know anything about the situation inside. Especially the uncertainty of Han Yu made him uneasy.
Suddenly, a figure rushed from the sky, anxious like an ant on a hot pot.
"Reporting to the ancestors, the letter from the Holy Master!" The man flew to the real Guiyuan, knelt down on one knee, and presented a letter with both hands.
Real Guiyuan opened the letter, and when he saw the contents of the letter, his expression changed drastically.
"You're here!" After Master Guiyuan finished speaking, he disappeared in place as soon as he moved, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
Master Guiyuan rushed all the way to the Holy Land of Light and reached the mine five or six thousand kilometers away. Master Guiyuan suddenly slowed down, and his nerves instantly became tense.
"Who is it, don't be sneaky, get over here for this old man!" Zhenren Guiyuan swept his eyes sharply around, and shouted angrily.
"Boom boom boom!"
There were loud noises in the four directions of the south, south, and northwest at the same time, and four terrifying auras shot up into the sky, creating chaos in the void. I saw four old men, each holding a big flag, blocking the four directions of Guiyuan Zhenren.
Real Guiyuan's complexion changed dramatically, and these four were all experts at the semi-holy level.
"Who are you?" Zhenren Guiyuan asked.
"The one who came to take your life!" the old man in the east said in a low voice.
"Shuh!" With a move of his arm, the flag in his hand rose against the storm, and in an instant it became a thousand feet tall. The other three moved the flag with the same action, and soon, the four-pole flag covered the sky and blocked the sky.
"Four Spirits Blood Array Flags, you are gods... ah..."
Before the real Guiyuan finished speaking, he let out a piercing scream. Within the four-pole banner, the blood mist rolled, and the suffocating aura shot into the sky.
After about a stick of incense, the four old men put away the banner, and Master Guiyuan had disappeared. The four of them looked at each other, put away the banner, and then flew towards the direction of the bright mine.
In the bright ore vein, everyone benefited from the sky-penetrating eye formation arranged by Han Yu. You could see the deep underground, the nine dragon arched beads, where the beads were located, a mass of blood the size of a head was squirming, and it looked abnormally terrifying. .
The eye formation that Han Yu set up was much stronger than the one set up by Feng Lang Chong. You can see the distance of five hundred feet underground, and the squirming blood is at a depth of more than four hundred feet.
"What the hell is this?" Yuan Cheng asked, suddenly feeling creepy.
"Does this blood really exist, or is it an illusion?" Xu Xing asked.
Feng Lang Chong, Feng Lang Qi and Lu Haoyan looked at Han Yu, but they couldn't make a judgment.
"That blood is an illusion!" Han Yu said firmly.
What others saw through the Tongtian Eye Formation was crawling blood, but with the help of small animal teeth, he did not see blood. What he saw was a finger, what appeared to be a little finger.
It's just that this little finger is so extraordinary, the whole finger is like gold carved, shining with golden light. The blood was red, dripping with blood, as if it had just been cut off from the human body. Every drop of blood seems to be a life, with terrifying vitality. Only a strong person above a saint can be immortal for ten thousand years, and can have such a powerful vitality.
On the wound of this finger, there was a wisp of black gas. Although it was only a little bit, it felt like it could crush the sky. This wisp of black gas gave Han Yu a very familiar feeling.
But because what he saw was just an image, Han Yu was not sure.
"Brother Han, what is that?" Feng Langchong asked.
"A finger, if I expected it to be good, it should be a saint's finger." Han Yu said.
Feng Langchong's face instantly became solemn. This kind of thing is the most terrifying thing buried in the Lingyu vein, the corpse. No matter how much this corpse remains, it is also a corpse.
"Let's get out of here, don't worry about it!" The wind and waves rushed, which was beyond what they could deal with.
A saint's finger, who knows what has changed after being buried under this mineral vein for so many years, once it is alerted to attack, even Han Yu has a black god who can't resist it.
"Since I found it, why didn't you take it out?" At this moment, a cold voice sounded, and I saw four old men flying down from above.
"Who are you?" Yuan Cheng asked sharply.
He didn't know any of these four. Guiyuan Zhenren was guarding outside, and these people even came in. He suddenly realized that the situation was not good.
"I'm here to help you!" said the old man in white.
The four old men were all gray-haired, of the same size, but dressed differently. One in white, one in black, one in yellow, and one in blue.
Han Yu entered the Black God for the first time, and looked at the four of them vigilantly.
The four old men glanced at the black god in unison, and the old man in white smiled and said, "Little friend Han Yu, we will not embarrass you, you don't need to be so cautious."
"This is the site of the Holy Land of Light, why are you here?" Han Yu asked in a low voice. The real Guiyuan did not appear, and nine times out of ten, an accident had already happened, and these four old men were very dangerous.
"For the thing below." The old man in white said directly.
Fenglangchong, Fenglangqi and others involuntarily leaned towards the Black God, as strong as Yuan Cheng, and the palms of their hands were already sweating.
"When did you leak the news here?" Han Yu Chuanyin asked Yuan Cheng.
"No, except for you, everyone who knows about this matter has been quarantined, and it is impossible to leak it." Yuan Cheng responded.
"It's impossible to reveal why there are four and a half saints all of a sudden?" Han Yu asked. The other party is obviously prepared. In Han Yu's opinion, the news here must have been leaked for a long time.
Yuan Cheng was not stupid, and quickly thought of what Han Yu had in mind.
"Which force can send four semi-sages at once?" Han Yu asked Yuan Cheng again.
"For a force as strong as the Zhao family and the Ye family, it is impossible to send so many half-sages at one time. It must be a combination of multiple sects." Yuan Cheng replied.
Han Yu glanced at the four old men and said, "Since the four are for the following thing, then let them go to you."
Han Yu was about to leave with Feng Lang Chong and others.
"Wait a minute!"
The four old men quickly dispersed and seemed to surround Han Yu and the others.
"What do you mean?" Han Yu's eyes flashed a stern look. Although the fighting strength of the four and a half saints was terrifying, Han Yu was about to leave, and no one could stop him.
"We want to ask for your help to get that thing out!" said the old man in white.
"Humph!" Han Yu snorted heavily.
In the eyes of the black god, two rays of light as sharp as knives shot out, and stared at the old man in white with murderous intent. In its hand, a bright red feather appeared quietly, it was the Divine Phoenix Feather.