Mo Yun said solemnly: "Besides that, what else can they rely on?" Leng Xuan nodded and said: "Elder Ma, I leave this place to you, I have other important things to deal with. Elder Mo, let's go
." Mo Yun stretched out his hand and said, "Ask her to come with us." Hearing this, Leng Xuan was startled and said, "We should be about the same, right?" Mo Yun said, "So many holy sects have gone there.
With just the two of us, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult to deal with this. She is the saint of Jiutian Holy Palace, I believe she won't talk nonsense." Leng Xuan looked at Ling Xuejiu and said helplessly: "Okay then.
"After hearing their conversation, Ling Xuejiu was a little confused, but she could vaguely guess that Leng Xuan and Mo Yun were going to do something big. Without further explanation, Leng Xuan, Mo Yun and Ling Xue
The eagle is on the road.
On the way, Ling Xuejiao couldn't help but ask: "Leng Xuan, what are we going to do?" Leng Xuan said: "You will know when we get to the place." The three of them traveled all night, and they did not arrive until the early morning of the next day.
Outside the mountains shrouded in thick fog. Standing outside the mountains, Leng Xuan looked around, but except for the thick white fog, he could not see anything. "Old Mo, this is the place you are talking about, right?
?" Mo Yun nodded and said: "It's right here. Be careful when you go in. Someone kept a lot of monsters here to act as guards. I don't know how many of those monsters have survived.
." As soon as he finished speaking, he took the first step and galloped towards the mountain.
Following Mo Yun, Leng Xuan and Ling Xuejiu quickly entered the thick fog. As soon as they came into contact with the white fog, Leng Xuan immediately felt a coldness passing through his skin and entering his body.
He shuddered unconsciously. At the same time, he heard Ling Xuejiu say: "It's strange, why can't I use my spiritual consciousness?" Mo Yun replied: "These thick fogs are actually restrictions left by powerful cultivators.
As long as you are in this white mist, all spiritual consciousness will be isolated." After walking for a while, Mo Yun flew down from mid-air and said: "From here on, we have to walk over." Hearing this, Leng
Xuan was a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions. He believed that Mo Yun's actions made sense.
In this thick fog, the three of them could not tell the direction at all and could only make judgments through intuition. On the way, Leng Xuan asked: "Old Mo, have you been here before?" Mo Yun said: "Been here once.
, but I just looked around." After saying this, his steps suddenly stopped, and he stretched out his hand to stop Leng Xuan and Ling Xuejiao. "What's wrong?" Mo Yun looked down at the ground and said, "There should be something in front of us.
A lake." Leng Xuan then noticed that the soil on the ground began to become soft and soft, and there were traces of water seeping out from the ground. "Let's go around from there." Under the leadership of Mo Yun, Leng Xuan and
Ling Xuejiu circled the lake for a long distance before arriving at the opposite side of the lake. At this moment, Lingxue Jiu, who was walking in the middle, pointed at the distance and said, "Look, there is something there."
Corpse."
Leng Xuan turned his eyes, and through the thick white fog, he vaguely saw a male corpse, and couldn't help but frown. At that moment, the three of them secretly raised their guard and walked over carefully. They came to the corpse.
, Leng Xuan leaned down and looked at it carefully.