But Situ Jing didn't want to hear her explanation at all, so she turned around and left in tears.
Wei Ning slumped her shoulders, she knew it would be like this, but no matter what, it was a good thing to make this matter clear.
It would be better for Situ Jing if he said it earlier.
But now that Situ Jing is gone, who will take her to find Mu Zihan and Qinglong?
Wei Ning raised her head and looked at the golden-armored guards following behind her. Those few people looked at her expressionlessly. Of course, they couldn't let her run around.
Wei Ning moved her fingers, and suddenly released the Eight Desolate Divine Beasts, with a roar that almost caused the roof to collapse.
When the golden-armored guards looked back, their faces turned pale with fear. That was a divine beast! A divine beast!
Wei Ning took advantage of the chaos and left, easily getting rid of his followers.
When she came in just now, she vaguely felt Qinglong's aura coming in this direction, so she walked forward quickly.
Sure enough, after passing through the courtyard, they saw a wide passage. At the end of the passage, there was a huge black stone door.
Wei Ning strode over and pushed open the stone door. She only heard a "creak" and the stone door opened easily.
And the aura of the huge divine beast hidden behind the stone gate also rushed towards him.
roar--
The roar of the angry dragon, accompanied by strong winds, almost blew Wei Ning out of the door. She held the door tightly and barely let her body squeeze in.
The stone door was slammed shut by the strong wind. If she had moved a little slower, she would have been crushed into countless pieces of flesh!
Wei Ning leaned against the door, panting, and had a false alarm.
"who!?"
Behind the stone gate, there is a wider hall, which is pitch black and has no windows, but the skylight shines down from the dome, and there is no roof at the top. The sunlight that can penetrate in freely creates a dark and ferocious figure on the ground.
Wei Ning looked up and saw a huge cyan dragon hovering on one side of the wall, its body wrapped around a pillar, and blood dripping from its cyan scales.
Qinglong's eyes have been taken out, leaving two bloody holes staring blankly in the direction of the door.
Obviously, he couldn't see or know who was coming in.
Wei Ning looked at the ground. It was a mess, with blood and broken pillars and fallen stones everywhere. It seemed like a big battle had taken place.
She closed her mouth and made no sound. Qinglong had just lost his sight and other senses were not that sensitive yet, so she was able to avoid him.
Hua Hua Hua——
Receiving no response, Qinglong circled the pillar and slowly swam down, heading in the direction of the stone gate.
Wei Ning held her breath, gathered the spiritual energy in her body, and quietly moved around to the other direction, leaning against the stone door and the wall.
Blocked by the collapsed pillars, her line of sight finally opened, and she also saw Mu Zihan.
He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by twelve beams of light. His black clothes were stained with blood, but they were still elegant and noble, making him look like a god sitting idle and cultivating.
He closed his eyes, and the twelve light beams around him were constantly changing positions, and the colors of the light were also different. Every time the position of the light beams changed, you could see his face frowning slightly.
"Illusion?" Wei Ning murmured. Although she was not good at these things, looking at Mu Zihan's appearance, it seemed that not only his body was trapped, but his consciousness was probably trapped as well.
There must be something inside those changing light pillars.
