The sudden intervention of Mr. Jin Ling made Gu Yuanqi frown and subconsciously restrain his spiritual energy.

At this time, Mr. Jin Ling turned his gaze to Monk Wujie and said with a smile: "The little monk is meeting again. What are you thinking about this time? Should you join me in the Xiaguang Cave of Feiyun Mountain?"

Monk Wujie shook his head lightly.

The young master Jin Ling was not angry, but just muttered to himself: "I like it if I have a personality."

Then, he looked at Li Xuanzong and asked, "Boy, I don't like the old dog of the Black Mountain Old Demon. Your style of doing things is in line with my appetite.

I will only ask you one thing, is Heifeng Mountain still considered a force under the command of the Demon Saint who overthrew the Sea?”

Li Xuanzong said: "Of course! Killing the old demon of Heishan is just a grudge between me and him. Heifeng Mountain is still a cave under the command of the Siren Demon Saint."

Although the backer of the Siren Demon Saint is not really reliable, it is sometimes useful.

For example, if he had openly said that he would leave the command of the Siren Demon Saint, then Gu Yuanqi would not have provoked him, but took action.

Besides, if Heifeng Mountain keeps it like this, no one will say anything too much. If he openly says that he wants to take off his strength and overthrow the Siren Saint, he will offend the Siren Saint to death, and maybe he will attract the attention of a demon saint.

Young Master Jin Ling stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Gu Yuanqi with a smile: "Monkey Wujie likes me very much. Li Xuanzong, who is also under the command of the Overshadow Demon Saint as me.

I will protect the two of them. Gu Yuanqi, if you want to take action, you might as well fight the last battle now. Anyway, we have to fight in this ruins."

When he heard this, Wanyan Xilie and others subconsciously took a step back, indicating that they did not interfere with the matter.

The two major forces of the Sea Demon Saint and Chixia Immortal Sect are facing each other. It is not good for them to stand on either side, so it is better to remain neutral.

Gu Yuanqi frowned over there, feeling a little tricky.

He has fought with Mr. Jin Ling for a while. He knows the opponent's strength very well, and he can't do anything to the other party.

Although the man from Ishihara was close to him, the stone spirit would not be foolish enough to stand completely on the side of the Chixia Immortal Sect.

The Dragon Fairy has a mortal grudge against Li Xuanzong, but she has not recovered from her serious injury and cannot exert much strength.

Neither Li Xuanzong nor Wujie's monk Yi is Yi. Both of them have the cultivation level of the half-step Golden Elixir Realm. If the weaker Golden Elixir Realm comes over, they are easily killed. They must not be regarded as ordinary Guiyuan Realm.

At this moment, Wanyan Xilie laughed and said, "Two, the ruins have not been opened yet, why bother so hard?

Everyone comes for treasures. If there is really a treasure at that time, it will not be too late to fight again.

Now that I haven't even seen the treasure, I'm traumatized and bleeding. Wouldn't it be a joke for outsiders?

Why don’t we let go of our grudges and enter the ruins first?”

Wanyan Xilie is also very sleek as the lord of Xingluo City, the great city of cultivation.

At present, the two groups of people actually don’t want to fight to the death, they just lack a step.

If they continue to fight, they will not get any benefits when they wait for neutral people. The longer they delay, the more people will get news.

Gu Yuanqi snorted softly: "The ruins are in front of you, so let's give up this matter for the time being. Let's break the formation and enter the ruins first."

It was a pity that the Dragon-Supering Immortal was standing by.

She wanted to fight really, and she could use Gu Yuanqi's power to kill Li Xuanzong.

But she didn't dare to provoke at this time. None of the inner elders of the human sect, such as Gu Yuanqi, are simple people.

After reaching an agreement, everyone stood silently at a corner of the bronze palace, forming a circle, and at the same time attacked the formation on the bronze palace.

Li Xuanzong and Wujie naturally followed behind Mr. Jin Ling, and everyone present didn't say much.

After all, the battle record of Li Xuanzong and Wujie was there, and everyone subconsciously agreed that they were comparable to the Golden Pill Realm.

Even if one cannot compare, the two of them will definitely be comparable to the existence of the Golden Pill Realm.

There was no formation master among the people present. The only way they could break the formation was to simply and roughly demolish it.

However, this method is also very effective. The formations on the bronze palace have passed tens of millions, and most of them are already terrible.

Under the bombardment of all kinds of means, it was finally broken. With a sound of explosion, a large dark hole was revealed, and the naked eye could not see anything.

Ishihara-kan man pinched the seal in his hand, and the golden silk thread turned into a strange force to penetrate it.

The incense secret technique he practiced was the most powerful. But after a moment, he shook his head and said, "There are formations or other forces inside, which will devour my perception. After a hundred feet, you will not be able to sense anything."

Everyone nodded, looked at each other, and jumped into the black hole one after another.

However, before leaving, Gu Yuanqi and others set up restrictions at the entrance of the cave to prevent outsiders from entering.

They didn't have to eat alone, they had to forbid these casual cultivators from Guiyuan Realm to enter.

But these guys have too short vision and can't figure out the situation after entering it, so it's easy to cause some trouble.

This kind of ancient ruins is very dangerous. If these idiots cause any trouble and they are also in it, it will easily involve themselves.

Therefore, the rules in the world of cultivation have always been like this. Once you discover some ruins, ancient caves, or something like that, as long as there are strong people, you will definitely exclude some idle people.

After jumping into the black hole, Li Xuanzong kept following Mr. Jin Ling honestly.

This is the first time he has entered this ancient ruin. He doesn't know about it and does not have any information on this, so it's better to be careful and low-key.

A monk from the Jindan realm who seemed to be from the Taoist sect took out a talisman and gently twisted it. In an instant, the talisman paper ignited, and actually painted a round and rolling flames, floating around and illuminating everything in front of him.

After everyone fell, they were surrounded by bronze passage walls, engraved with murals and strange words they did not recognize.

The most strange thing is that everyone clearly came down from above, but at this time the top of their heads was also covered by bronze walls.

Young Master Jin Ling turned into golden light and flew up, but only a loud noise was heard, and he fell down again.

After rubbing his head, Mr. Jin Ling grinned and said, "Damn, what the hell is it? We were teleported in when we fell down?"

Ishihara Hashiraki closed his eyes and felt for a moment: "It's not teleportation, but the entire palace is covered by space formations.

From the outside world, this bronze palace is not big, only about a thousand feet in a radius, but the space inside is compressed. Not to mention a thousand feet, even a thousand miles is possible."

Wanyan Xilie said in surprise: "How can these ancient barbarians still have such a profound formation?"

Ishihara Naito shook his head and said, "This is not a formation, but a supernatural power mastered by these ancient barbarians.

These ancient barbarians have special bloodlines and possess various supernatural powers. What they worship is the ancient demon saint, and they will be passed down with all kinds of strange supernatural powers.

Therefore, every ancient barbarian tribe can control one or even several magical powers that seem to be very strange to us monks. They are similar to innate magic and cannot be learned. They are inherent in their bloodlines.

It is normal for the barbarian tribe who left this ruin to be good at space-like magical powers, but I will be in trouble. As for the word space, there is nothing simple."

Although the Golden Dan Realm is powerful, it is obvious that things involving space are not something they can understand.

No direct danger was discovered at the moment, so everyone walked forward along the road.

Li Xuanzong looked at the surrounding stone walls, with many murals and words engraved on them.

Although Li Xuanzong did not recognize those words, he could roughly understand what it meant just by looking at the murals.

Mr. Lue gave him a piece of content displayed on the outer mural of the bronze palace. At this time, the content displayed on the inner mural was more, and some of it was related to the origin of this barbarian tribe.

However, these things are not important. What is really important should be why the barbarian tribes in the Fire Continent of the Southern Region appeared in Lingzhou East.

As Mr. Lu said in his previous information, this barbarian tribe was going to escort something that fell from the sky to the East China Sea.

And in these murals there are some more details.

For example, the barbarian tribe worships a bird-headed and human body, with the image of a god and demon with six wings, but there is a picture of a scene where this god-demon-like existence is dismembered.

You should know that the second time these barbarian tribes worship is also the demon saint, and some are even the legendary great saints.

What kind of existence is that can dismember the demon saint? There are only a bunch of messy black lines on the mural in front of the corpse, but I don’t know what it means.

Also, after "He" came down from the sky, disaster seemed to come to this barbarian tribe.

Therefore, this barbarian tribe selected the most elite warriors, used all the bronzes of Yin blood to build this palace, and wanted to escort "He" to the East China Sea.

And all warriors will stab themselves before leaving, allowing blood to flow to the earth.

Wu Jie, who was standing beside him, whispered: "That is the custom of their tribe. If the fallen leaves return to their roots, their souls can be ascended to the Kingdom of God, but their bodies must be buried in the ancestral land.

They knew that they might never be able to return to their ancestral land when they went there, so they had to leave their blood in advance.

From the moment they set out, they were not ready to come back alive.”

"Do you still know this?" Li Xuanzong asked in surprise.

Monk Wujie smiled bitterly and said, "I practiced silent meditation in my early years, and could not speak or communicate with me, so I liked reading books. I have read many miscellaneous books collected by the masters, including records about this ancient barbarian tribe.

Mr. Li, this place is probably a bit dangerous, so you have to be careful later.

What terrifying thing would it be to let the entire ancient barbarian tribe escort all the warriors and have already fulfilled their ambitions to die?

I'm afraid it will be beyond our imagination."
Chapter completed!