"It's here!"

Li Chenfeng said at this time: "This continent of prehistoric ruins is relatively advanced, and there may be Daoyuan Water."

Mu Yun looked in front of him and muttered: "Hundreds of millions of years have passed. Can Daoyuan Water still exist?"

"The Lord of the Palace doesn't know that some people from the prehistoric period have a good set of storing elixirs, magic weapons, and these things. Except for some special elixirs, they cannot be stored for a long time, most of them can be stored for a long time."

"But the same is true. Many places in the ruins are not easy to find."

At this time, Li Chenfeng held his palm and a blood-colored talisman seal condensed from his palm. The talisman seal was directly ignited at this time.

A sniff sounded, and the talisman seal reflected on the mountain wall in front. The terrifying aura erupted at this time. I saw the mountain wall cracking and the space gradually distorted.

"For the Master Realm, this space channel can only enter the Fengtian Realm level, and the process will not go smoothly, but it is okay for the three realms of half-step transformation emperor, quasi-emperor, and emperor."

"Um."

After the words fell, several people entered it one by one.

After passing through the space passage, a few figures appeared on the earth.

At first glance, the sky is blue and the earth is undulating. There are layers of mountain forests even further away.

This place is almost the same as in Canglan's world.

Li Chenfeng said again: "These ruins of the prehistoric continent are all in the Canglan world and at different spatial levels, so they are also in the same world as Canglan."

"A flower, a world, a leaf, a bodhi!"

Mu Yun then said, "The vastness and mystery of this world is sometimes beyond our control."

Wei Zichen smiled and said, "In the future, the Lord of the Mansion will become the God Emperor, and the world will change every time, and it will be controlled by the Lord of the Mansion."

Mu Yun looked at Wei Zichen and laughed and said, "Zichen, I didn't expect that you would flatter me!"

Wei Zichen hurriedly said, "I am not flattering. The master of the past said, "You are an unparalleled person in the world, and you are not as good as him!"

Thinking of his father, Mu Yun smiled.

Li Chenfeng bowed and said, "Since that's the case, the seven people of the palace, we will scatter to find the information. The palace master and his wife can also look around here."

"Um."

The seven figures immediately turned into flowing light and disappeared.

Mu Yun took Wang Xinya and went forward in this ruins of the prehistoric continent.

Nowadays, in the Ninth Heavenly Cloud Hall, Meng Zimo and Miao Xianyu often gather together to study alchemy techniques, while Ye Xueqi practices sword every day, and Bi Qingyu controls her own bloodlines and is constantly developing. Xiao Yuner also gathers her two souls, and her practice requires more hard work than ordinary people.

In the seventh heavenly realm, when Mingyuexin deals with the inside and outside of the Five Spirit Clan, although the Five Emperors were suppressed by Mu Yun, there were still many voices of resistance in the Golden Spirit Clan, Wood Spirit Clan, and Tu Spirit Clan. It was only killing people, which was definitely not possible. Mingyuexin also had a lot of things to do.

Jiuer has realized something recently and has continued to go into seclusion.

Wang Xinya specializes in musical skills, and her retreat practice has little effect on her, so Mu Yun also brought it with her this time.

Besides, he is now a big shot in Canglan. None of the nine ladies can be left by his side.

That was too shameless! Racing hundreds of thousands of miles of land, two figures stopped in front of a mountainous area.

At this time, Mu Yun stopped and looked into the mountains.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Xinya said curiously.

"Nothing, I just think... it's a bit weird here."

Hearing this, Wang Xinya smiled sweetly and said, "I'll take a look."

After the words fell, Wang Xinya took out the worry-free guqin.

Wang Xinya has also had a lot of experience in controlling this real imperial weapon over the past few hundred years.

The guqin appeared, and Wang Xinya's slender fingers were slightly bent.

The melodious piano sounds at this moment.

Mu Yun suddenly realized that the boundary power and the power of dominating Tao in Wang Xinya's body had a great fit with Qin itself.

The sound-cultivating warrior is actually quite similar to the formation master.

Formation masters rely on formations, which can kill enemies, defend against enemies, attack on advances, and defend against retreats.

The sound-cultivating warriors rely on the power of music, and are actually sometimes more terrifying than the formation master.

At this time, the sound of the piano was spreading, and invisible sound waves spread to the entire mountain range.

Mu Yun's eyes lit up and he said, "On there."

After the words fell, Wang Xinya nodded immediately.

Seeing Wang Xinya put away Changqin and carried it behind her casually, Mu Yun said curiously: "Xinya."

"Um?"

"I remember you have always been practicing phonology, but you just see that the most you use is the piano and other weapons?"

Wang Xinya smiled and said, "It is the most suitable for women to practice pianos. As you think, if I carry a bell or drum all day, wouldn't it scare you?"

Mu Yun thought about the scene and shrank his neck.

"I did not mean that."

Mu Yun said again: "Some other musical instruments should be suitable for you, such as flutes and Xiao!"

Mu Yun said with anticipation: "I really want to watch you play the flute for me one day."

"If you like it, I can do it too."

Wang Xinya smiled and said, "It's just that I practiced piano skills for the longest time, so I'm afraid the flute and flute are not good enough."

"It's okay, it won't be okay to play the flute."

Mu Yun smiled and said, "Then I'm looking forward to the day when you play the flute and flute for me."

After the words fell, Mu Yun laughed and immediately flew towards the place where he discovered the difference.

"It doesn't matter if you play the flute, that's just blowing...the flute?"

Wang Xinya was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, her pretty face turned red, and she cursed: "Shameless!"

Two figures came into the mountains and stopped at this moment when they passed by a mountain.

This mountain range has a wide foundation, but the peaks are not tall, which is very strange.

This feeling is like a broken position on the mountain halfway up the mountain.

When he arrived at the strange place, Mu Yun casually said, "It should be here, it's so weird, dig it up and take a look."

As he said that, Mu Yun raised his palm and boundary patterns condensed out. Those boundary patterns were like porters, prying open huge rocks and throwing them into the distance.

Soon, the mountain changes.

Mu Yun glanced at the sky and said, "I understand that the height of this mountain is much more than this, but someone split the mountainside position and the huge rocks fell. In the long run, these huge rocks and the peaks merged into one, and they became what they are now."

The huge rocks were moved away one by one, and the real body of the mountain was revealed in front of Mu Yun and Wang Xinya.

Mu Yun walked forward, looked carefully for a while, and then said, "It's true."

At this moment, Mu Yun was even more stunned when he looked at the mountain.

He was wrong again! This place is not a mountain, but an ancient sect site.
Chapter completed!