Wang Lin did not speak, but glanced at Murong Yun.
Mo Yunhai's heart moved.
Murong Yun smiled slightly, clasped his fist and said, "Junior Murong Yun, see Senior."
Mo Yunhai gave a gentle benevolence and said, "Do you know how to get inside?"
Murong Yun nodded and said, "Senior Mo, I do know about it, but I need to promise I to bring the younger generation inside. If I promise, I will tell you everything you know!"
Mo Yunhai's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's talk, I promise you!"
Murong Yun showed joy in his eyes, and said: "The younger generation leads the way. There is an altar and the only way to the interior of this place."
"Are there dangers there?" Mo Yunhai said solemnly.
"Yes, I saw several eight-leaf spell masters of the Immortal Betrayal Clan die there, but there were four people from the Immortal Bereaved Clan. The first one to enter there didn't encounter any danger." Murong Yun quickly replied.
Mo Yunhai frowned, looked at Wang Lin, clasped his fist and said, "Friend Zeng, what do you think?"
Wang Lin glanced at Murong Yun with a faint smile, and then said to Mo Yunhai: "You and I will join forces, even if you can't make it through, you should have more than your life!"
Murong Yun nodded quickly, glanced at Wang Lin, and smiled bitterly: "Senior is by no means a cultivator of the gods, and the juniors didn't know him before, and I hope that the seniors will not be offended!" As he said, he moved and flew in front of him, behind him, Mo Yunhai gestured to Wang Linyi, and the two followed after each step.
As for the ugly-looking woman, she hesitated and followed.
Murong Yun’s speed is fast, but in Mo Yunhai’s eyes, it is still too slow. After half an hour, Mo Yunhai hummed, leaped, grabbed Murong Yun, and said to Wang Lin, “Friend Zeng, you and I are each Bring one, expand at full speed, and strive to get to the altar earlier, otherwise it will take a long time. Once this star-fixing crystal shatters, we will all die here."
As he said, he grabbed Murong Yun, his speed suddenly accelerated, turned into a meteor, and disappeared in the same place in a blink of an eye.
Wang Lin's eyes flickered and he called with his right hand. The ugly woman was immediately enveloped by a strange force and was picked up by Wang Lin and galloped away.
"Senior is Zeng Niu?" The female character was beside Wang Lin, a faint fragrance floated, and it penetrated into Wang Lin's nose.
Three days later, an endless mountain range appeared on the ground. A cloud of black mist shrouded the mountain range. The black mist was tumbling and full of strangeness.
To the west of this mountain range, there is a mountain peak, which is extremely high, inserted into the black fog, and only half of the mountainside can be seen.
Under Murong Yun's lead, Mo Yunhai rushed into the black mist in a flash, and flew to the top of the mountain. Wang Lin was in the weather, his divine consciousness flashed all around, and followed behind.
In the black mist, Wang Lin opened his mouth to spit out a black glow, and the black glow disappeared immediately and plunged into the black mist.
Then he patted the storage bag and took out another thing. After a shake, this thing also disappeared in the black mist. He did everything at will, blocked by the black mist. The woman next to him didn't. I noticed it at the slightest, and there was too much difference in the cultivation level between the two of them. Under Wang Lin's intention to hide it, it was absolutely impossible for this woman to know.
The mountain peak in the black mist is slightly fuzzy, like a layer of black yarn, it looks like a hazy charm. At the top of the mountain, there is a huge platform, and on the platform, there is a black that is about a hundred meters in size. altar.
The altar is in the shape of a tower, and at the top of the rows of steps, there is a circular depression, and a black air floats out from there, quickly blending into the surrounding fog.
Mo Yunhai grabbed Murong Yun, jumped, and fell from mid-air. Standing on the platform here, Wang Lin then fell.
On the ground of this platform, there were dry bloodstains in many places, a fishy smell, permeating, and in the black fog around, there were sometimes whistling and whistling sounds, which sounded like ghosts crying. .
After Wang Lin fell, he let go of the woman, his eyes flickered, and he looked privately. There was a big gap between this place and what Situ Nan said.
The altar that Situ Nan was talking about was in a valley, not on top of this mountain, and the cold light in his eyes was fleeting.
Mo Yunhai swept away his divine consciousness, looked around, then pointed to the altar and said, "Murong Junior, is this the altar you mentioned?"
Murong Yun nodded quickly, and said with certainty: "Senior, this is right here, but you should be careful. Those eight leaf spell masters of the Immortal Remains clan, except for the one who entered first, the ones who entered afterwards were when they climbed to the top of the altar. Weird death."
Mo Yunhai glanced at Murong Yun, then grabbed the void with his right hand.
Murong Yun was grasped by this person again, his right hand was pressed on the top of this person's head, his eyes flashed like a light, and he whispered, "Soul search!"
Murong Yun snorted miserably, and his body suddenly trembled. Mo Yunhai's eyes became brighter and brighter. Finally, in Murongyun's body trembled, he let go of his hand.
Murong Yun was like a puddle of mud, and immediately fell to the bottom of the soil, his whole body exuding lifelessness and motionless.
"Friend Zeng, this person didn't lie!" Mo Yunhai leaped, rushed to the altar, and shouted: "Friend Zeng, go down to find the way, and ask fellow Daoists to protect me!"
"good!"
Mo Yunhai's figure was extremely fast, and he came to the altar almost in the blink of an eye. He stood there, his complexion suddenly turned weird, a strange light appeared in his eyes, and he looked down at the depression in the altar.
After a while, there was a hint of joy in his eyes, and he laughed and said, "It really is here, Fellow Daoist Zeng, go one step ahead!" He said, he took a step into the altar recess, and his figure disappeared in a flash. .
The ugly woman hesitated for a moment, looked at Murong Yun, then looked at Wang Lin, and was silent.
Wang Lin sneered. Instead of looking at the altar, he cast his gaze on Murong Yun. With a flick of his right hand, a spirit art flashed out and fell toward the person's eyebrows.
At the moment when Lingjue fell, Murong Yun opened his eyes, raised his right hand, grabbed Lingjue, and under a pinch, Lingjue collapsed. He stood up and looked at Wang Lin, his face filled with black energy, his original handsome appearance At this moment, it became hideous.
"When did you find out!" He stared at Wang Lin, a strange force in his voice.
Wang Lin looked calm and said, "I can tell you, but you have to answer a few questions."
Murong Yun's eyes flashed, and he said gloomily: "Interesting, you answer me first."
"Cultivators have a cleanliness addiction, and there will be a few more sets of dressings in the storage bag. It is rare that you will be so embarrassed." Wang Lin said flatly.
Murong Yun sneered and said, "That's it?"
Wang Lin looked as usual, staring at Murong Yun, and said, "Of course there are other reasons. Now I want to know, what are you?"
"I am transformed by the soul of life! Tell me what else is the reason!" Murong Yun snorted coldly.
"Your clothes are too old to look like they were worn by monks who have just entered here. What is your purpose?" Wang Lin said.
"I don't have any purpose, I just don't want you to get the Star Repairing Crystal. Also, the reasons you mentioned are these two points?" Murong Yun frowned.
Wang Lin sighed lightly, shook his head and said, "The last reason is because of the pattern on your clothes..." After saying this, Wang Lin's right hand moved suddenly, and immortal power surged in his body. Almost instantly, an immortal formula containing immortal power appeared. In front of Wang Lin, as he raised his right hand, this fairy tactic suddenly whizzed out and suddenly fell towards Murong Yun.
Murong Yun sneered, not moving, but at the moment the fairy formula fell on his body, the whole person disappeared from the touch, turning into black smoke, flying into the surrounding black fog and disappearing in a blink of an eye.
Wang Lin didn't chase, but the color of mockery flashed in his eyes, but he saw a cry of exclamation coming from the black mist, and the black air between them quickly flew back from the mist, condensed together again, and turned into a Murong. Yun, at this moment Murong Yun's complexion is extremely ugly. He looked around, staring at Wang Lin, and said, "You are not an ordinary infant-changing monk!"
A three-foot big streamer floats out of the black mist. The soul streamer is about ten feet long. It spreads out like a wave. A large number of souls burrow out and fill the surrounding area. There are more than ten main souls. The surrounding black mist flickered, all eyes locked on Murong Yun.
Among these main souls, there is even a purple-gold unicorn with huge eyes, showing fierce glows.
One billion soul flags, Wang Lin was refining on the way with Situ Nan, all his souls were integrated into the souls, Li Yuanfeng and the remnant souls of Qilin became the souls of the souls at this moment. Lord soul!
At this moment, there are 28 main souls in this one billion souls!
"Do you think this can trap me!"
Murong Yun sneered, and his body suddenly charged, his whole body turned into countless black energy again, like filaments, madly drilling towards Wang Lin's nose and mouth.
Wang Lin backed away, with a cold glow in his eyes, raised his right hand, moved forward a little, and vomited softly in his mouth: "Stop!"
Suddenly, another big streamer appeared in the surrounding black fog. This streamer flicked off, and countless prohibitions immediately emerged crazily. With a few fast speeds, it whizzed from all directions, forming a sphere as tall as a person. And it shrinks quickly, and eventually becomes the size of a fist. This sphere is composed of prohibitions, densely packed rows of prohibitions, completely sealing the filaments inside.