Even Qinglan's expression changed, "Miss Yun, are you sure it's really a beast in the innate realm?"
"How could there be a mythical beast of this level here?!" Qing Ling's voice changed its tone.
"I'm sure!"
Yun Luo said categorically, "It flew out from the place where the Heavenly Tribulation fell. I saw it with my own eyes. Lord Feng of the Chongyun Sect died in its mouth and was eaten by it."
This is not lying, it is just concealing part of the truth.
After all, Qingyun Sect’s enemies and friends are unknown now, and the authenticity of what Qingsu said before remains to be discussed.
People like Qinglan are just disciples and cannot decide the top management.
Therefore, before meeting their uncle and confirming the relationship between enemies and friends, Yun Luo had some reservations and would never tell them directly that she was actually the cause of the catastrophe.
Not only can't she tell, she also intentionally misleads.
Anyway, her current strength has not broken through to the ninth level. Even if she said it, people like Qinglan would not believe it.
It is common sense that there is no thunder disaster under a master.
It just so happened that there was a giant cold pool dragon in the Xiantian realm that had been chasing her for so long.
If it doesn’t take the blame, who will?
The two things Yun Luo said had a great impact on Qing Lan and others.
A group of simple young people were simply shocked!
"Could it be that this monster caused the previous catastrophe?"
"It's very possible!"
"No wonder, the sect master and uncle can't feel the breath of the person who has overcome the tribulation. It turns out that the person who has overcome the tribulation is not a human at all, but a dragon!"
"And Master Feng - is it the Master Feng we know?"
"He, he is actually dead?"
"Hiss! That's a half-step master..."
The most powerful person second only to the Grandmaster, the all-powerful being, the one who dominates the world, died so casually...
And he still died in a barbarian land like Shikoku, with no bones left...
A group of young people looked at each other, unable to believe this fact.
I can’t help but feel as absurd as a fantasy.
However, they did not suspect that Yun Luo was lying.
After all, there is no benefit to her lying to them, and she even mentioned the name of Master Feng. If this is false, it will be too easy to expose.
A half-step master is not a master either.
It is actually not surprising that he died at the hands of a monster in the Xiantian realm.
It’s just that the news came so suddenly, it’s hard to believe.
"Whether it is true or not, you will find out after your own investigation after you meet up with your uncle."
Yun Luo reached the point and did not continue to say more, "Okay, don't waste time, hurry up and leave! The aura above Luoshen Cliff is getting stronger and stronger."
"Oh!"
Qing Ling and others were so confused that they couldn't think about it for a while.
The group of people hurried to Luoshen Cliff.
It can be considered a blessing in disguise.
Being made so arrogant by the giant dragon in the cold pond, countless monsters along the way were frightened to the point where their legs were weak and they collapsed.
The wave of monsters that was about to take shape was so frightened that it collapsed.
What's even better is that the giant dragon from Hantan went straight to Luoshen Cliff, sweeping away all obstacles along the way, leaving a road to the sky.
The goal is clear and smooth.
Yun Luo and others quickly rushed to Luoshen Cliff along this eye-catching road, saving them a lot of trouble along the way.
Yun Luo couldn't laugh or cry, "This dragon has done a good thing and opened the way for us!"
Since Luoshen Cliff is a cliff, it is naturally not on flat ground.
In fact, it is a cliff in itself, up to 10,000 meters deep and extremely steep.