Whether it is the Divine Bird Chiwu or the Xuanyang Sword, both have the same nature. They are both supremely strong and have an instinctive desire to devour the heat energy in the world. And in front of this rich underground molten lava
, which contains exactly the terrifying power of flames they need.
Xuanyang Sword's current actions are probably just preparing to absorb the power of the flames in the molten magma to improve it.
Although these were just Leng Xuan's guesses, he believed in his intuition. After a slight hesitation, he gritted his teeth, simply gave up the idea of taking the sword, and returned directly to the cave.
Looking at the old man sitting cross-legged, Leng Xuan thought for a while, then stepped forward, reached out and touched the old man's forehead lightly. Suddenly, the old man's body turned into dust.
It fell to the ground, and the old robe also fell off.
At this time, Leng Xuan suddenly noticed that there were densely packed small characters on the inside of the robe. He picked up the robe, came to the corner of the cave, sat cross-legged, and then carefully looked at the small characters on the robe. When he
After reading the entire text, his face was suddenly full of surprise. It turned out that the old man who was sitting in the body was the elder of Lingyun Palace, named Yuan Chenyang. According to what he said, hundreds of years ago, he was originally from Lingyun Palace.
The third elder, later after Li Xiuyi succeeded to the throne, he accidentally discovered that Li Xiuyi was moving strangely, so he followed him secretly. However, before he discovered Li Xiuyi's unknown secret, his whereabouts were discovered. After that, Li Xiuyi sent people around in the name of a traitor.
Encirclement and suppression. After several days of running, he fled to the vicinity of this volcano. At that time, this volcano was still an active volcano. After a round of hard fighting, Yuan Chenyang was finally defeated by the pursuers of Lingyun Palace and was shot down into the lava. When he
After waking up, he found that he had escaped by chance, but he was trapped in the cave. Because he was injured and could not find a treatment, he persisted for a few days and then died sitting down.
Before he died, he wrote down everything he experienced. In addition to these experiences, he also wrote down Li Xiuyi's strange whereabouts. Leng Xuan sneered, if there was a chance to escape, he could go
Take a tour of Li Xiuyi’s secret place.
At this moment, in a spacious cave, hundreds of cultivators were sitting cross-legged and gathered together, with embarrassed looks on their faces. And in the corner of the cave, Ling Xuejiu sat there alone, with his head down.
Slightly drooped. Through the bangs hanging in front of her forehead, you can see her red eyes and the remaining tears on her cheeks. Not far away, Jiumu looked at Ling Xuejiu's depressed look and couldn't help but sigh.
He made a sound, then turned to Kuang Aotian beside him and asked: "Master Kuang Sect, what are our losses this time?" Kuang Aotian frowned and said: "The losses of all major forces are huge, like our six sects, more than half of them were killed or injured.
, and not to mention those second- and third-rate forces, some were directly eliminated. Now, there are only about two hundred people who can continue to fight." Jiumu said slowly: "The losses of our Jiutian Holy Palace are similar, more than a hundred.
Disciples, only more than twenty people survived." Huang Puqi on the side said: "Our morale has dropped greatly now, everyone is very low, someone must come out to take charge of the overall situation." As he spoke, his eyes fell not far away.