Chapter five hundred and sixty-ninth bring his body out

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 "You don't have to go."

Qin Sang was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly searched everywhere.

The Little Beichen Star Array was in dilapidated condition, reaching its limit. There were several cracks in the star map, and the stars were dim.

Those monks holding the Ziwei Secret Book were the ones who entered the Ziwei Palace in large numbers this time.

They hid in the Little Beichen Xingyuan Formation and were protected by the spiritual formation. They were lucky enough to escape from the Sin Abyss. But this time the spiritual formation collapsed, it was inevitable that some of them would be unlucky and suffer misfortune.

Fortunately, the spiritual formation was not destroyed instantly.

Except for the corner that collapsed initially, everyone else was prepared and escaped in time.

Qin Sang caught a glimpse of Yun Youzi's figure and successfully avoided a crack, and felt relieved.

All the monks present were also separated by the cracks in the spiritual formation and fell into pieces.

After some searching, Qin Sang finally saw the figure of Granny Jing in the corner of the Little Beichen Star Formation.

Grandma Jing was hunched over and leaning on a cane, looking very low-key.

Unless you are paying attention, you will hardly notice her presence.

Leng Yuntian was not far in front of Granny Jing, trying his best to gather the disciples. He was completely unaware that the Granny behind him was like a poisonous snake, already eyeing him.

Grandma Jing glanced at Qin Sang and directly told him the location of an ancient palace.

"If you can really go in and see his remains..."

Grandma Jing hesitated for a moment, sighed inaudibly, and said softly: "Just take his bones out and let him rest in peace."

Qin Sang understood clearly when he saw this.

The five-square tower that was infected by the bloody divine light should be the inherited magic weapon of the Yuan Mirage Sect.

The Wu Jian Blood Mulberry Spirit Array carefully arranged by Sin Yuan was far more powerful than Qin Sang's ebony sword. The Five Square Pagoda was about to become useless. Leng Yuntian could not restore the Five Square Pagoda so quickly.

During this time in Ziwei Palace, Leng Yuntian did not have the Five Square Pagoda to protect his body, and his strength was greatly reduced. No wonder Granny Jing had no use for her.

Qin Sang also didn't know Granny Jing's true cultivation level.

Back then, when Granny Jing took her to lurk in front of Dongyang Bo's cave, Qin Sang thought that Granny Jing was a master of Nascent Soul and might have a higher level of cultivation than Bo Dongyang.

But in the battle at Tianfeng, despite all the restrictions, Grandma Jing didn't seem to be as relaxed as she imagined when she dealt with Old Palm Star.

The contradiction between these two performances left Qin Sang confused and unable to figure it out.

It is estimated that Granny Jing must be stronger than Leng Yuntian, otherwise she would not be so confident.

Qin Sang glanced at Chen Yan, wondering if she had noticed the message from Grandma Jing, but Grandma Jing's words did not reveal the whole story, so there was no need to worry even if she was detected.

Fortunately, Grandma Jing kept her word, and even though she was no longer needed, she still paid her.

Qin Sang couldn't help but feel happy. It was of course a good thing to be able to save the bloody divine light. Every time this magical power is used, it must take a while to recover, which is equivalent to having only one chance in Ziwei Palace.

If he encounters danger later, he will have one more trump card.

After hearing Granny Jing's last words, Qin Sang secretly thought that Granny Jing and Senior Qingzhu really have a close relationship, but they don't know what kind of love and hatred they have.

Qin Sang made up her mind that if she encounters the remains of Senior Qingzhu, she must bring him out. Maybe she can form a good relationship with Granny Jing.

Sin Yuan's sneak attack was very vicious, causing heavy losses to the two regions, especially the Tianxing Alliance, and he would definitely not let it go.

After leaving Ziwei Palace, the world of cultivating immortals will probably be in chaos.

What made Qin Sang a little relieved was that his sect had two Nascent Souls in charge, so they could enjoy the shade under the big tree. They were much luckier than those casual cultivators and disciples from small sects.

However, no one would mind having too many backers.

With these thoughts in mind, Qin Sang, Qiu Mubai and others were being carried away by the morning smoke when they suddenly felt their whole bodies tense up, and then their eyes suddenly turned white.

The boundless sea of ​​clouds comes into view.

Finally broke out of the immortal formation and entered Ziwei Palace!

Before their faces could show joy, the morning smoke did not fly towards the Tianmen, but led them headlong into the sea of ​​clouds, causing the sky and the earth to spin.

"It turns out that Ziwei Palace is not behind Tianmen, but in the sea of ​​clouds?"

While feeling dizzy, Qin Sang still had time to think about these things.

Because there is a vague force that has been pulling them and not letting them disperse. With the morning smoke protecting them, there is nothing to worry about.

"The Tianmen is above, but the Ziwei Palace is below. Entering Ziwei Palace is not through the Tianmen. Is the thing below really Ziwei Palace? Or is it that in ancient times, Ziwei Palace fell from the sky and fell into the sea of ​​clouds?

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Qin Sang always felt that the logic in this was not quite right.

He had just seen clearly that there was nothingness behind the Tianmen, with only the Tianmen standing alone on the top of the clouds. The scenery he saw when entering the Immortal Formation was exactly the same as when he was outside the Immortal Formation.

Qin Sang's suspicion was not wrong. The senior monks had this suspicion when they first discovered Ziwei Palace.

But no one has been able to see through the mystery. I don’t know whether the Yunhai Immortal Palace is the Ziwei Palace from Tianzhui, or another palace. Because there are three words "Ziwei Palace" in the Tianmen Letter, it was named Ziwei Palace.

However, no matter what the status of Yunhai Immortal Palace is, it has no impact on them, because no one has been able to explore all of the Immortal Palace until now.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

In the deserted ancient courtyard, several figures fell from the sky and fell to the ground, crushing the yellow grass and throwing up smoke and dust.

Qin Sang grabbed a stray branch of an ancient tree in the courtyard, relieved part of his strength, and then fell to the ground with the broken branch, barely standing still.

Qiu Mubai was about the same as Qin Sang. The other three were not so lucky. One by one they fell to pieces and their hair and body were covered with withered grass leaves.

When they got up in embarrassment, the morning smoke drifted down.

She didn't seem to be affected at all, and even her clothes were not messy.

Qin Sang and others tidied themselves up and saluted Chen Yan one after another, "Thank you, Master, Uncle, for your support."

Chen Yan showed his Nascent Soul cultivation, and now they treated Chen Yan with the same respect as they did to Dongyang Bo, paying homage to him.

Although Qiu Mubai and others were shocked, they could not hide the joy on their faces. They all clearly understood what it meant to have another Nascent Soul master in the sect.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yan was unwilling to accept their courtesy and said calmly: "I am not your master's uncle. You can still call me senior as before."

Qiu Mubai and others looked at each other, not sure why, but still followed Chen Yan's order, "Disciple, obey!"

Chen Yan stood in the courtyard with her hands behind her hands and said nothing.

Qin Sang and the other five were waiting aside. Seeing that Chen Yan did not move, they began to look at the surrounding environment.

The yard is very large, overgrown with weeds, and there are many towering old trees growing on the edge of the yard. Each tree is as thick as a dozen people can hug each other, and they have been growing for I don’t know how many years.

At the other end, there is a row of dilapidated palaces that have completely collapsed, leaving only a circle of broken walls, and it is impossible to tell what their previous functions were.

The entire courtyard is a desolate and lonely scene.


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