Chapter 240

At this time, Huang Baisheng opened his mouth. He said faintly, "those who hold the magic palace order can come over."

As soon as he spoke, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Cold seventeen knew that he should go out. Hu Sanli said in a aside way: "little pre congratulation, sir, come back safely."

Cold seventeen gave another "um" sound, took out the magic palace order and walked out of the crowd.

There were nine people similar to him. He quickly glanced at the other nine people, three of whom made him pay more attention.

One is Lin Hui. At this time, Lin Hui's hair is half black and white, and there is no expression on his face.

The other was a man shrouded in black robes. On that man, Leng Shiqi actually felt a familiar smell.

The last one was a young woman with a black veil. Leng seventeen saw that she didn't seem to have casual practice, and estimated that her magic palace order didn't come by herself.

Cold seventeen and ten other people handed over the magic palace order, verified the authenticity, and stood honestly aside, waiting to enter the magic realm.

It's just strange that up to now, he hasn't sensed the smell of another pendant. The other pendant is on bingshang's body.

Now there is no breath. Either bingshang put the pendant into the mustard bag, or something happened.

Of course, he prefers the former.

After a while, the portal in midair had been completely opened, but it looked unstable.

Huang Baisheng took the lead in walking to the entrance of the secret place. He held the sky with one hand. Immediately, the aura of heaven and earth became crazy and turbulent again. Everyone only felt that there was an endless breath of thick soil around him. There was a huge mysterious mark on Huang Baisheng's palm. Everyone had a feeling of facing a towering mountain at this time!

Cold seventeen just looked at the mark and felt his eyes tingle, and even the spiritual fantasy world trembled!

He quickly turned his head and didn't dare to look again. His heart was shocked.

Huang Baisheng turned his hand and pushed it. The mysterious mark fell majestically in the colorful crack at the entrance of the secret place. The originally creeping crack suddenly settled down!

Huang Baisheng is actually strengthening the entrance of the secret territory!

After all this, Huang Baisheng said, "you can go in."

Then the 50 spiritual practitioners of Shanhai sect stepped in front of him. They first bowed to Huang Baisheng and then jumped into the colorful crack together.

Next came the two first-class forces in Donglin County, Tang Jia and Shijue Wu, who entered 20 people respectively.

Followed by the people of thousand magic sword sect, also entered 20 people.

Then came the second and third rate sects, among which the people of tianyunlou, Luoyu villa and haoyizong whispered something to each other before entering.

It was not until the end that it was cold seventeen's turn to do these scattered repairs.

Leng seventeen looked at the colorful crack, and his feet jumped gently into the crack!

He suddenly felt that there was a blurred color in front of him. After a few breaths, he suddenly came to an empty place.

He quickly looked around and found that he was at the foot of a hill. The surrounding weeds grew to his waist and looked a little desolate.

And there is no sun or moon in sky, and some of the them are infinite and faint Colorful streamers, which look like a dream.

But the aura here is unusually sufficient, which is comparable to the total Pavilion of the blood clothes Pavilion!

Leng seventeen's eyes changed and opened his white eyes, which were within his field of vision for three or four miles.

"No one?" he murmured a little surprised.

Before him, at least hundreds of people entered the secret place, but now there is no one near him. It can be seen that everyone has been scattered, which also shows that the secret place is not small.

When he wants to come, he and bingshang have something that can sense each other, and so do people of other sects. I'm afraid they will gather together soon.

He needs to try to get more benefits before the spiritual sect gathers.

Leng Shiqi looked up at the hill in front of him. There were some white buildings on it. He decided to go up and explore first.

There was no one around anyway. He simply drove all the way to the top of the mountain.

A moment later, Leng seventeen came to the top of the mountain, but his face was not good-looking, because most of the buildings here had already collapsed. And there are many obvious signs of man-made damage, even the floor tiles on the ground have been lifted.

Leng seventeen also didn't know what to say. Obviously, this place has been explored by many Bo people, so it's three feet away from digging.

So I'm afraid there won't be any good things here, but it also shows that there won't be any danger here.

Leng seventeen went in and looked around. There were houses everywhere, as if they were the residence of disciples. From the perspective of layout, it is relatively simple. It must be the place where some disciples who are not paid much attention live.

He strolled around and finally found nothing. He just turned out a basically dilapidated book in the corner, which recorded some daily life scattered.

Out of curiosity about what happened ten thousand years ago, Leng Shiqi glanced at it.

It can be seen from these fragmented lines that although these disciples are not paid much attention to, they are still proud of their own identity and full of respect for the sect.

But what's the use of this for cold seventeen?

He shook his head and looked up. There stood a towering peak in the distance of the hill under his feet.

"There may be something else there."

Then Leng seventeen started to the peak without delay.

However, the so-called "dead horse running in Wangshan", the mountain peak has always been in his vision, but he still hasn't reached it after galloping for more than an hour!

It was not until two hours later that he came to the bottom of the mountain.

Leng seventeen stopped at this time, because even if he didn't open his white eyes, he could detect a faint fluctuation of spiritual power from the hillside.

There are already people there! And he moved his hand!

Leng Shiqi immediately put on a smelly face. He couldn't forget that he was Zuo Qiuyu now. Fortunately, Zuo Qiuyu has learned a lot, which is a little similar to Leng seventeen.

He directly pinned two swords on both sides of his waist. Naturally, the swords were Qinglin swords, but the sword was only a third-order spirit weapon.

He doesn't dare to use jade Pu sword here. The symbol of the sword is too strong. It's very easy to recognize. At first, many people saw that he took away the jade sword.

Leng Shiqi walked into the mountain with a face. He deliberately restrained his breath and planned to observe who was fighting first to see if he could fish in troubled waters.

However, just as he had just walked out and was about to open his eyes, he immediately noticed a dark wind coming from behind!

He quickly turned around. At the same time, the spirit sword came out of its scabbard. The sword was threatening like a river, blocking a dagger that didn't know when to approach him!