Ye Qiu smelled the smell of blood and immediately stopped. He looked up and found a stone forest in front of him.
In the stone forest, there are all kinds of strangely shaped boulders, each about dozens of feet high, with different shapes and no grass growing on them.
"The smell of blood is so strong, it looks like a lot of people died in the front." Master Changmei said.
"Let's go in and take a look, be careful." Ye Qiu warned and walked into the stone forest.
After a while, he saw the body.
There were corpses everywhere on the ground, and blood was splattered all over the ground. The scene was very bloody.
He identified from the clothes worn on these corpses that these deceased were from Qingyun Sword Sect.
"Damn it, so many people died, who did it?" Changmei Zhenren said, "And there is not even a completed skeleton. Isn't this too cruel?"
Ye Qiu knelt down, stared at the corpse for a while, and said, "It was someone from the Ancient Holy Land who did it."
Master Changmei asked, "How did you know?"
Ye Qiu said, "These corpses have the aura of the Heaven and Earth Domineering Fist on them. They must have been done by the ancient Holy Land."
"There are also these body parts, which were dismembered with fists after death."
"If I'm not wrong, the people in the Ancient Holy Land did this out of revenge."
"Don't forget, most of the disciples from the Ancient Holy Land who were with Fang Tianming were chopped into pieces by Chen Fan."
Master Changmei said, "If you put it that way, everything is developing in the direction you expected."
Ye Qiu smiled and said, "This is just the beginning, and it will become more and more exciting in the future."
The two passed through the stone forest and continued moving forward.
Along the way, they saw many broken corpses, and the deceased were still disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect.
Every time he saw a broken corpse, Ye Qiu would stop and observe carefully.
He discovered that some corpses not only had the aura of the Heaven and Earth Baqi Fist, but also other auras, and...
No
Just one kind!
This also shows that the Ancient Holy Land and other forces are joining forces to deal with the Qingyun Sword Sect.
"I hope you won't disappoint me. It's best to kill Chen Tianming."
"Chen Tianming, you must be braver. It is best to kill a peerless genius."
When Ye Qiu thought of this, a smile appeared on his lips.
"Little bastard, what are you laughing at?" Master Longmei asked.
"I thought of some interesting things." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he continued to move forward with the Changmei Master.
This time, they walked hundreds of miles.
Of course, with the cultivation of Ye Qiu and Master Changmei, if they didn't deliberately slow down, they could arrive in the blink of an eye.
The Dragon Burial Nest is really too big. It contains not only rolling mountain peaks, but also numerous rivers.
Every river is mighty, roaring, and moving forward inexorably.
Master Changmei exclaimed, "This place is really magical."
"Nonsense, this is the Dragon Burial Nest." Ye Qiu said, "The Dragon Emperor is buried here."
"Little bastard, tell me, what kind of cultivation did the Dragon Emperor have when he was alive?" Master Changmei asked curiously, "Could he be a powerful emperor?"
"Impossible." Ye Qiudao said, "Since the birth of the world of cultivation, there have only been a few powerful emperors. Each of them is famous throughout the ages and is known to the world."
"If the Dragon Emperor was a powerful emperor, he would have become famous all over the world."
"However, since he is called the Dragon King, his strength is definitely not weak."
Having said this, Ye Qiu sighed and said, "Actually, sometimes, I feel that cultivating immortals is quite boring."
"Look at those unparalleled powerful men, and then look at those great emperors.
Didn’t one of them die in the end?”
"I really don't understand, what exactly are they pursuing after practicing for thousands of years?"
"Of course I'm pursuing immortality!" Changmei Master said, "Anyway, I think it's quite interesting. You can live longer and eat more."
Ye Qiu was speechless for a while.
The two of them continued walking, and as they walked, Ye Qiu suddenly stopped again.
"What's wrong?"
The long-browed master glanced around and asked nervously. He thought he was in danger.
"The little one is a little restless." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he opened the Qiankun bag. The medicine marten jumped onto his shoulder with a "swoosh", then stood upright, pointed its paws in one direction, and made a "chirp" sound from its mouth.
Ye Qiu knew that the little one had a very sensitive sense of smell, especially to elixirs, and was naturally sensitive to them.
"Is there a magic medicine in the direction you pointed to?" Ye Qiu asked.
The little boy shook his head.
"Is it a miracle medicine?" Ye Qiu asked.
The little boy nodded vigorously.
Master Changmei got excited and said, "Little bastard, we agreed that the magic medicine we encountered this time belongs to me. You are not allowed to steal it from me."
"Little one, take us there quickly."
The real person with long eyebrows was extremely excited.
"Whoosh——" The little one jumped off Ye Qiu's shoulder, turned into an afterimage, and quickly swept away.
Ye Qiu and Master Changmei followed closely behind.
after awhile.
The little boy stopped and stood at the foot of a mountain peak.
The mountain peak is about several hundred feet high. It looks like a ferocious beast transformed, and its entire body is pitch black.
"Little bastard, look quickly." Changmei Zhenren pointed at the mountain peak and shouted.
Ye Qiu looked up and found that there was a hazy mist on the mountain peak, and he could vaguely see something inside the mist.
Divine light flows.
"Whoosh!"
The little one climbed the mountain quickly, with extremely agile movements, just like an ape.
"Let's go quickly." Changmeizhenren followed.
"Slow down, you may be in danger." Ye Qiu shouted and chased after him.
Soon, they arrived at the top of the mountain.
In an instant, my whole body felt cold, my hair stood on end, and I felt a strong uneasiness in my heart.
The little one squatted on the ground, staring into the mist with a pair of small eyes, his eyes sharp.
"Little bastard, this place is not simple, I feel it is very dangerous." Master Changmei said in a deep voice.
Ye Qiu took a look and found that the top of the mountain was very spacious, larger than a dozen football fields, and it was all shrouded in a thick layer of fog.
The uneasiness comes from that layer of fog.
However, in the center of the mist, there was a divine light that appeared and disappeared.
It is obvious that there is a treasure where the divine light is.
"Old man, let's test it out." Ye Qiu said.
Master Changmei took out a copper coin from his sleeve, flicked it with his finger, and with a "whoosh" sound, the coin flew out.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the copper coin came into contact with the mist, it silently turned into powder.
Master Changmei exchanged glances with Ye Qiu, and he took out a long sword from the space ring. This long sword was the weapon of a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect and was very sharp.
"call out!"
Master Changmei threw the long sword, and saw that the long sword turned into powder as soon as it came into contact with the mist.
"Um?"
The face of Master Longmei changed slightly and he said, "Little brat, it seems that this mist is not a mortal thing. If we want to go in, I'm afraid there will be some trouble."
Ye Qiu was about to open his eyes to find out what was going on. Suddenly, the little boy walked towards the mist.
