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Chapter Sixty-Four: The Risks of Each Sect

The middle-aged senior brother Gu with disheveled hair, the fair-haired girl Xiu Qingying, and the young man named Min who had been defeated by the scholar were discussing the next action in a cave on Jiao Island.

"Senior Brother Gu, Junior Sister Qing, the task given to us by the elders is to help Junior Sister Qing enter the Yuling Ancient Palace, and then we will leave a group of foundation-building disciples to protect the Qi-training disciples, and the rest of us will go to the interior of the wilderness together.

Explore several forbidden areas.

This is where we are now. If we want to enter the Yuling Ancient Palace, we still need more than ten days of journey! There are three ways to go.

The fastest way is to go to the Wind Valley on the left. If we can enter the Poisonous Miasma Mountain through the Wind Valley and avoid the one-horned dragon, we can get to the ancient palace!

However, the wind eagles, wind wolves in the Valley of the Wind and the one-horned dragon in the Poisonous Miasma Mountain are not easy to mess with.

Especially the one-horned dragon, it was already a third-level monster thousands of years ago! If we go this way, we have to leave the lower-level disciples behind and let our foundation-building disciples go!

The Sword Blade Peak on the right is equally dangerous. Not to mention the insurmountable cliff, the strong wind on the Sword Blade Peak can blow us all down to the bottom of the mountain. Those disciples in the Qi training period will not be spared!

My suggestion is to take a detour to Thunder Earthworm Mountain. With Senior Brother Gu here, it is not a problem to deal with those Thunder Earthworms. I just don’t know how many Thunder Earthworms there will be in these thousand years of reproduction and reproduction.

Over this mountain is Luoyan Valley. Although Luoyan Valley is blocked by natural dangers, it is safer than Sword Blade Peak!

After leaving the Luoyan Valley, there is a molten cave. Master Weng passed through that cave last time! But there are fire crows entrenched in the molten cave! It will be more troublesome to pass through here!

Once we pass through the Huoleng Cave, we can reach directly behind the mountain gate of the Yuling Ancient Palace!" said the young man surnamed Min, handing two map slips to the two of them.

Senior Brother Gu grabbed the jade slip of the map of the wilderness, held it in front of his forehead and looked at it.

"Further ahead, we will enter the edge area of ​​the forbidden air formation, and we can only walk to that ancient temple.

It's not safe to leave low-level disciples here. If we encounter those hypocrites from the righteous path, without our protection, the Qi-training disciples will inevitably be exploited by them!

Just go to Thunder Earth Mountain! Thunder Earth Earth and Fire Crow are also extremely rare spiritual beasts!" Senior Brother Gu said.

The plain-white female Xiu Qingying also put away the jade slips and said softly: "If it's inconvenient, two senior brothers must escort the little sister to the ancient palace!"

"This is natural! Junior Sister Qing's mission is the first priority! Even if we cannot enter the ancient palace, we will escort Junior Sister Qing into it!" Senior Brother Gu said.



Li Xiu felt that he had rested for almost an hour when the roar of a gathering on the island began.

Soon, 3,600 monks flew into the sky again.

Just when the disciples of the Yuling Sect entered the secret realm of the ancient ruins, the monks in the foundation-building and Qi-training stages of the sects in the entire southern region also entered the secret realm of the ancient ruins.



A team of nearly 2,000 male and female monks rode hundreds of flying boats and as soon as they entered the ancient wilderness, they encountered a heavy rain in gray and black mist.

The rain is as black as ink, and monks will faint and vomit if exposed to it!

As a result, the team had just recovered from the turbulence when it encountered continuous black rain.

Most of the team of nearly a thousand people was drowned by the black rain in one fell swoop.



In a garden full of weird giant flowers, there was a group of nearly a thousand monks, each of them carrying a giant sword as wide as a door panel.

When walking in this huge garden, everyone is extremely cautious for fear of disturbing the surrounding flowers and leaves.

It's just that this garden is full of green vine roots, and every step the monks take will vibrate those roots and tremble slightly.

It wasn't until the group of monks all entered the garden that the stamens of these giant flowers began to swell and shrink.

Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!

There was a continuous muffled sound, and puffs of pink smoke were emitted from the stamens of those giant flowers, and among the smoke were white flocculent objects.

"Hold your breath!"

The leader of the foundation-building monks roared loudly, and the giant sword on his body flew out at high speed and split into two parts in the air, with only the hilt connected.

The giant sword's blade turned sideways slightly, and then was controlled by the leading monk to spin rapidly.

A suction force was brought from the rotating giant sword, and the pink smoke was drawn into the air by this suction force.

Dozens more foundation-building monks wielded giant swords like propellers, sucking the pink smoke and flocculent matter around them into the sky.

There were also many monks who inhaled a little pink smoke because they did not hold their breath in time. These monks soon became weak and curled up on the ground like shrimps.

There was also the flocculent substance. After a few unlucky monks sucked the flocculent substance into their mouths, the monks suddenly became crazy and used their giant swords to attack their companions.

“Watch out for those tidbits!”

The first foundation-building monk took out a talisman with a small triangular flag carved on it.

"rise!"

After the leading monk offered the small flag and talisman, a green triangle of light flew out from in front of him. The pink smoke and flocculent matter in the path were taken away by the green light on the small flag.

"Get out of here quickly!"

A group of monks carrying giant swords passed through this strange garden at high speed.

The green light flag absorbed more and more pink smoke, until the surface of the flag trembled slightly for a few times, and then the flag suddenly exploded, and the pink smoke and the flocculent matter completely exploded.

The group of monks who walked out of the garden looked at this strange garden with lingering fear. Those fellow disciples who looked like bowed shrimps were being dragged underground by the vines of the giant flowers.

The leader of the foundation-building monks checked the lost manpower, and he lamented:

"The next dangerous place is the place to get the treasure. Don't take it lightly!"



In a ruined place, two monks were confronting each other.

The ruins are filled with sections of purple bluestone, and above these purple bluestones are sections of golden ancient inscriptions.

While the monks from the two sides were confronting each other, they did not forget to record the ancient characters on the purple bluestones.



On a thousand-foot altar with stone steps on all sides, hundreds of foundation-building monks sacrificed defensive magic weapons.

Various spells attack from all directions on this altar.

Looking towards the bottom of the altar, there were monks wearing monastic robes surrounding them on all sides. The hundreds of foundation-building monks were extremely angry.

Below the altar were all the slain low-level disciples, and further away there were monks in robes picking up useful things from the slain monks.

"Taiyimen! Xuanji Palace! Just wait for me! The disciples of Moyuan Sect rush out from here!"

It is impossible to fly here. As long as it is one foot above the ground, it will be pulled down by gravity. These hundreds of demon sect foundation-building monks are like mortal warriors charging down from the altar! There is an unstoppable trend wherever they pass!


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