Feng Lin came to the palace deep in the ruins. The outside of the white palace was almost covered with vines.
The height of the palace is like a mountain, and only the dark entrance can be seen.
Feng Lin stepped in with one foot first and immediately felt the powerful fluctuations of the formation.
He turned around to feel that many people had already followed him.
Presumably Ye Yourong is the same.
Feng Lin hesitated for a moment and decided to play it safe.
It's better to stay with Ye Yourong, as this can ensure her safety.
The killing of two perfect ninth-level masters of the Sun Clan just now must have been enough to spread the word.
If you are a Yin-Yang Crusaders, or people from the Demon Clan who are not afraid of the Sun Clan.
Killing two perfect ninth levels would not cause such a big sensation.
But as a small person, someone who is still being pushed hard by the Sun Clan can definitely become a hot topic.
Especially since Feng Lin didn't lie.
In front of those people, he actually killed two of them, and it looked very easy.
Then he is enough to pose a threat to the Sun Clan.
Feng Lin did not go in immediately, but waited for Ye Yourong here.
The men in black robes who followed stopped in front of Feng Lin.
One of the old men in black robes asked: "Little brother, why don't you go in?"
"I just felt it. There are powerful formations inside. I don't know anything about formations, so I don't plan to go in."
Feng Lin said calmly, "I am not a reckless person. I will definitely be wanted by the Sun Clan in the future, but I hide in the dark and have many opportunities to kill them."
The people following behind him had admiration flashing in their eyes after hearing Feng Lin's words.
Originally, they really thought that Feng Lin was very reckless.
He rushed in like this, probably because he planned to exchange lives with the people of the Sun Clan.
But after listening to this kid's words, they were secretly happy that the Sun Clan had finally provoked a big shot.
Many people hate the Sun Tribe.
Of course they feel happy when someone vents their anger for them.
"Everyone, farewell!"
Feng Lin surrendered to the people here and left.
Ye Yourong, who was hiding in the crowd, also followed Feng Lin and left.
The rest of the people are very confused.
Some people decided to leave like Feng Lin, and more people chose to enter the ruins.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. Cultivation is inherently accompanied by dangers.
If you are lucky and get a powerful skill, for some people, it is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step.
"Are you sure you want to leave?"
Ye Yourong asked as he followed Feng Lin.
"What are you thinking about? I'm just worried about you."
Feng Lin did not leave from the entrance to the ruins. Instead, he gathered his breath, walked around to another place, and covered himself with a black robe.
Then, Feng Lin led Ye Yourong back again.
He deliberately changed his realm to level nine.
The people who left together saw two more men in black robes coming in, but didn't think much about it.
Most practitioners judge people based on Qi Jin.
What's more, Feng Lin was still wearing a black robe, so they all thought he was a newcomer.
"I'll give you a token. If you get into trouble, you can transfer to me."
Feng Lin took out a two-way transfer token.
"good."
Ye Yourong put the token away.
The two returned to the entrance of the palace, and someone had already entered.
But there were still seven or eight people gathered around the entrance, weighing the pros and cons.
Feng Lin ignored them and stepped into the palace with Ye Yourong.
Sure enough, as soon as they entered, they appeared on a grassland.
This is obviously a phantom formation.
Feng Lin looked around and asked flatly: "Do you understand the formation?"
"don't know."
Ye Yourong shook his head.
"Trash, you are still bragging in front of me, talking about the descendants of God."
Feng Lin pressed Ye Yourong's head.
"The Yin Yang Crusaders are also descendants of gods, aren't most of them the same?"
Ye Yourong said a little unhappy.
"Sure? I can't talk to you anymore, right?"
Feng Lin patted Ye Yourong's butt.
"you……"
Ye Yourong's body trembled, and finally he lowered his head and said nothing.
Feng Lin was a little surprised. It seemed that Ye Yourong's character was exactly what he looked like.
There is an inexplicable sense of maturity.
He wouldn't be like Ailian, who would fight back after being beaten, or pinch Feng Lin if things didn't work out.
I didn't expect Ye Yourong to accept it like this.
boom!
At this moment, a fierce battle came from the depths. That power must be at the ninth level.
"Walk!"
Feng Lin glanced at Ye Yourong and rushed to the place where Qi Jin broke out.
After arriving at the destination.
Feng Lin found a huge tomb on the grass in front of him.
The height of the tomb is about six stories high.
In front of the tomb is a tombstone about two meters tall.
The tombstone is black with no words or patterns on it.
In front of the tombstone are two blond men wearing golden armor.
Feng Lin took a quick look and saw that the two people in front of him were both masters of the Sun Clan.
The two of them stood guard in front of the tombstone.
In front of them was a black-robed man paralyzed on the ground.
His blood seeped out through the black robe.
Surrounded by other people coming in.
"Who asked you to come? Get out of here!"
One of the Sun Clan masters said in a deep voice.
There are many ninth-level people here, and because of the previous closure of the forest, some people are a little more courageous.
Facing the two Sun Clan, they still dared to fight.
"Brothers, if we go together, these two people will definitely die!"
One of the men in black robes shouted.
Others around him also responded.
"Fuck! Two ninth-level people, you really think we are afraid of you!"
"superior!"
…
Everyone here wears black robes, just to avoid being remembered by their appearance.
Rumble!
Everyone around them burst out with energy.
The expressions of the two ninth-level masters of the Sun Clan changed when they saw this.
One of them quickly turned around and put his hand on the tombstone behind him.
His figure disappeared here.
Feng Lin put his hand on Ye Yourong's shoulder and showed a faint smile.
It seems that the master of the Sun Clan should be inside.
Just when these men in black robes were about to take action, ripples appeared on the tombstone.
Two people emerged from it.
One of them is the person who just entered.
The other person is a middle-aged man wearing a golden armor.
This middle-aged man has short blond hair and a blond mustache.
Seeing this person in front of them, everyone who was preparing to fight stopped in fear.
"The Ninth Golden Crow, Sang Gang!"
"I didn't expect that the Ninth Golden Crow was inside. No wonder the gatekeepers are two perfect ninth levels."
…
When everyone around saw the master in front of them, they all backed away in fear.
Against the normal ninth level, they relied on their advantage in numbers and were not afraid.
But facing Sang Gang, they were no match.
"Who let you in?"
Sang Gang twisted his beard with his hand, his golden eyes filled with murderous intent.
"run……"
As soon as a man in black robe shouted, Sang Gang turned into a ball of flame and flashed in front of him.
Grab his neck with one hand.
boom!
As the flames burned, the man's black robe turned into ashes, revealing an old man with wrinkles on his face.
He was burned by the flames and screamed, and hurriedly begged: "Spare my life! It was a man named Feng Lin who killed the two adults outside the door!"
Feng Lin here shook his head. He didn't blame these people. They were just trying to survive.
Besides, the purpose of sealing the forest is to let everyone know.