Chapter 899： deserted

Now under this situation, Luo Shan is helpless.

Whether it is Jindan or Nascent Soul monks in the sect, they are all in a state of inadequacy. It's not just Minghai, Wenshui, or himself. Living on the border of the Barbarian Region all the year round, it is inevitable that he will absorb a little of the ancient atmosphere of refining and refining when practicing.

In addition to affecting the clarity of one's own spiritual platform, these ancient spirits will also dissolve its mana, which will greatly slow down the speed of practice.

In this way, although he is very talented, he has been conceived for more than two thousand years, and he has only just reached the late stage of cultivation today.

In fact, in the past three thousand years, the two generations of Nascent Soul cultivators guarding the Manyu Valley have also discovered some magical effects of the Mangu aura.

After a monk absorbs a very small amount of ancient energy, although his own magic power will be dissolved, it will have a pure miraculous effect.

But after all, no matter how pure the mana is, there is always a limit, and it will not increase endlessly. Furthermore, the Nascent Soul is just a Nascent Soul in the final analysis, and the life expectancy will not be increased by a day or two.

And once the refining of ancient spirit is too much, which affects one's own spirit and causes abnormal changes, it will be more harm than good.

A few days later, Luo Shan and the others returned to Misty City.

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On the other side, the big monks of the Kun and Peng tribes in the northern border also came to the sea area where the Hai tribe was located, and landed on a stone island.

Half a day later, a group of monster clouds rolled in from the south and north respectively, and the black turtle and the black dragon emerged from the clouds respectively.

Ye Qi fell from mid-air, stepped on the huge waves, looked at a peng bird perched on a boulder near the edge of the island, after a few glances, he said in a low voice: "Peng Yang, no wonder I didn't hear you then." The news, is it for a breakthrough? That Venerable Dapeng is a senior in your clan?"

But Ao Xuan, who came from the clouds, was not too enthusiastic, and stared at the two northern Xinjiang visitors indifferently.

After all, since ancient times, the Peng Clan has been feeding on the Dragon Clan. Of course, sometimes this situation can be reversed.

Therefore, over the years, the relationship between the two races has not been good. But now that the people in Nanzhou are powerful, Ao Xuan doesn't want to clash with Peng Yang again at this time.

"No, I can't contact this senior even if I use the secret method of the clan." Peng Yang shook his head.

"No wonder that senior stood by and watched the previous battle." Ye Qi said rather disappointed.

Kunkui turned into a burly middle-aged man, sat on Pengniao's thick toes, and said coldly: "You have never discussed with that person before, and you should have expected him not to make a move. In the middle. In the final analysis, Baima Temple put you together, and it is better to ask yourself than to ask others."

"This matter is our mistake, and we have learned our lesson. We will get it back when we have a chance in the future. Why are you two here today?" Ao Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Of course it's because of the fire of the false spirit. When we came here earlier, we met Luo Shan, Yi Xuedan, Yu Rui, and Yu Wenfei, and they seemed to be heading towards the South China Sea. I'm afraid the five sects of them are united again now." One piece." Kunkui looked serious.

When the two of them met before, they just played against each other for a while to test it out, and they didn't really go to war, life and death faced each other.

"We also went to Suan Zhu before, but it didn't want to make a move." Ao Xuan frowned slightly, in fact, it couldn't be sure whether the other party was real or fake.

The Illusory Realm Bead and the Non-Demon Wall inherited by the Suanni family, the former can distinguish the incarnations that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, and also have illusions, while the latter is a spiritual treasure that is best at concealing its own aura.

With the cooperation of the two, if Suan Zhu acts alone, it will not be easily noticed by other monks.

"Does it not want to make a move, or is it just waiting to reap the benefits?" Kunkui said calmly.

"Who knows?" Ye Qi looked at Kunkui with a half-smile and said.

The words have been said here, and these monsters naturally understand what the other party means.

Regardless of whether Kunkui really didn't want to compete for the spiritual fire this time, they had already tacitly accepted the possibility in their hearts.

"Then do you want to go to Wanzhanghai again?" Peng Yang asked.

Suddenly, it raised its head and stared, and suddenly let out an extremely sharp and high-pitched cry, which seemed to have the power to penetrate the soul.

All of a sudden, a thin cloud tens of miles away changed its shape and turned into a cloud of smoke, and then dispersed with the wind like a flowing cloud.

"Suan Zhu, since you're here, why are you sneaking around like this? Show yourself." Peng Yang stared coldly into the distance.

And Kunkui jumped down from the boulder and stepped on the sea, his mana burst forth, and with the help of the surging sea water, his spiritual consciousness instantly covered a radius of more than two hundred miles.

It just passed for a while, but there was no movement at all.

"It's no longer in the sea," Kunkui said.

"There's no smell of it in the wind." Peng Yang responded.

Then it looked at Ye Qi and Ao Xuan, and asked:

"It seems that Suanzhu is not what it said. What do you two mean? I'd better go to Wanzhanghai and ask in person. Now the people in Nanzhou are powerful, and the host of Ximo's generation is Jueming This human cultivator, if our spiritual clans cannot work together, then there is no need to fight for the spiritual fire this time."

"Go." Ye Qi nodded and said.

Afterwards, the four demon kings rose into the sky at the same time and turned into their bodies. The gray demon clouds around them merged together and flew towards Cangguyang.

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At the same time, Du Yu and Zhang Shiping had already returned to Yuanxiao City, but the former went to Zhang Guo's Resentment Fire Valley, while the latter continued to fly towards the southwest of the South China Sea.

Zhang Shiping fled for a day or two, and then the light froze, the person suddenly stopped, floating in mid-air. The place where he is located is a sea area between Yuanxiao City and Misty City, which is more than seven thousand miles away from the coast.

Although it looked far away, it was still within the inner sea.

Then he flipped his hands and took out an ancient shell that looked pale yellow and sank a ray of consciousness into it.

After a few breaths, he looked around and flew away for more than two hundred li.

Finally, it stopped over an inconspicuous island.

There are several stone mountains of two to three hundred feet standing on this island. The island is full of jagged rocks and sparse grass, but the aura is just ordinary.

On the distant channel, there is a pure black ship made of centuries-old iron wood, slowly moving along the wind direction.

Zhang Shiping glanced at it with his spiritual sense, there was only one foundation builder and eight Qi refining monks on board, and the rest were mortals. He didn't intend to show up, but injected mana into the vertical eyes between his brows, and there was a trace of golden light in the eyes, scanning the island and nearby places.

After he didn't notice anything unusual, he flew towards the small island and landed on the top of a rocky mountain. He was submerged in the earth and rocks and disappeared.

After escaping for five or six hundred zhang, Zhang Shiping came to an extremely wide cave.

Although this place is located underground, there is no light, and he can't see his fingers, but with a sweep of his spiritual sense, he knows that this place is five or six hundred feet wide and twenty or thirty feet high.

And there is still a cave restriction in the ground, and the spiritual consciousness is bounced back.

"This place is the ancient cave mansion mentioned by Tian Wu. It seems that most of the outskirts are deserted. However, there is still a wood evil restriction in the ground veins. It is no wonder that the vegetation on this island is not flourishing due to this infection."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and more than ten fist-sized pearls flew around, illuminating the place.

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ps: I will start this chapter today, and I will have to go to work later, and then I will be on duty until 11 o'clock in the evening. I am afraid that it will be 12 o'clock after I come back, so I should not have time to write the second chapter.

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