I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

call out!call out!
Qin Banruo and Wang Linyun got up and flew over the formation in an instant, before stepping on the ground.

"Master Ye, why does Yuan Hong treat you so respectfully?"

Qin Banruo said via voice transmission.

She was equally puzzled.

She knew Yuan Hong's strength and background.

Although Yuan Hong is not worth mentioning compared to her background, in this Eastern Wasteland, Panlongzong can be said to be an existence that makes countless forces fearful.

If Panlongzong is compared with Yijianzong, then Yijianzong is the last one, and I am afraid that it will not be able to catch up with Panlongzong in [-] lifetimes. The contrast is very sharp.

But under such a huge contrast, the closed disciple of Panlongzong actually respects Ye Nan at the Yuan Condensation Realm so much. What is going on?

Ye Nan smiled lightly and said, "It's just some friendship."

So simple?
Qin Banruo was taken aback, somewhat unbelievable.

However, it is also understandable, maybe Ye Nan and Yuan Hong have a deep friendship, to the point where they can stab each other.

But if he were an ordinary Yi Jianzong disciple, Yuan Hong probably wouldn't have made such a mistake.

Thinking of this, Qin Banruo felt relieved.

Wang Lin glanced at Ye Nan with some doubts, he hesitated to speak, but he didn't speak in the end.

call out!call out! ...

Some people in the rear quickly passed the crystal stones and stepped into the ground.

Looking around, this place is brighter than fire, illuminating the entire passage like daytime.

As the oil lamps continued to burn, they made crackling noises, as if they were burning air.

"Strange, from the sound, the oil lamp seems to be burning air, but the air here is extremely thin, how does it burn?"

"And it looks like this oil lamp has been burning for a long time!"

A suzerain stepped forward to observe the oil lamp for a long time, but could not find the reason.

"It may be some means left over from the ancient times. You must know that in the ancient times, many powerful means reached the sky. Even if there is no air, this oil lamp can keep burning."

One suzerain speculated.

As soon as these words came out, another suzerain immediately exclaimed: "My God, what kind of method is it that can do such a strange thing!"

Someone approached the oil lamp, observed it carefully, and suddenly said in shock: "Look, there is no lamp oil in here!"

what!
Hearing this sentence for the first time, everyone was shocked.

How does it burn without lamp oil?

Immediately, everyone stepped over in unison, approaching the oil lamp.

At a glance, I saw that the oil lamp only had a black bowl-shaped shell, and a thin black thread was placed on the edge, and the firelight burst out from this thin thread.

But there was not a trace of oil in that lamp!
In other words, this oil lamp does not need any combustibles, it burns completely out of thin air!

"My God, no oil, no air, how does this oil lamp work?"

"Is this the method of Arrow Saint Houyi? It's too strong!"

Everyone was amazed.

Ye Nan's attention was not here.

In his perception, a large wave of divine thoughts seemed to have noticed this place, and the divine thoughts swept back and forth, scanning everyone present.

That divine sense didn't completely let go, but just watched here silently like an emperor looking down on ants.

"This divine sense, could it be Houyi?"

"But isn't Hou Yi dead?"

Ye Nan muttered to himself.

Suddenly someone said in surprise: "Look, isn't this the totem of Hou Yi on the wall, but why is Hou Yi missing an arm?"

Swish swish!
After hearing this, everyone hurried forward to check.

Ye Nan also raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the wall.

Looking at it at a glance, I saw that it was still a mural. Hou Yi in the painting was holding a bow and arrow, bending his bow and shooting at the sun, majestic and majestic, similar to the mural in front of him.

It's just that Hou Yi's left arm was missing, but the bow and arrow were well placed on the string. I don't know what happened.

A jittery servant suddenly remembered something, and walked forward quickly to check other murals.

"Look, this painting is missing a head!"

"And that one, it's missing a leg!"

Shouts came, and suddenly the boy's eyes widened and his face turned pale.

Ye Nan looked at the place where he was screaming, and saw some murals carved on the wall in front of the passage ahead.

It's just that the Hou Yi or the broken leg, or the missing arm or the missing head in this mural are not the same.

"This...it's a bit strange here, how about...or let's not go too deep and go out?"

Some suzerain couldn't help but get chills down his back, and retreated.

It's no wonder, first of all, there are oil lamps, and secondly, murals. Everything is full of weirdness, which makes people feel incredible.

Qi Chi Han calmly said: "We have come here, if we don't go in to find out what's going on, wouldn't it be a hundred times?"

"Also...also."

The suzerain who had just spoken lowered his head.

"follow me."

Qi Chi Han took a deep breath and led the crowd to continue walking forward.

Passing along the way, everyone soon discovered that there were strange things everywhere.

Some decayed arm bones gradually appeared on the ground, and human skulls appeared from time to time.

Even in the dark corners of the wall, there are huge monster skulls.

The bodies of these monsters have disappeared, only the skulls remain here, which makes people feel palpitations.

"300 meters... 400 meters... 1000 meters!"

Qi Chi Han, who was leading the way in front of him, took every step and recorded the distance to see how far he walked towards the mausoleum.

When they reached 3000 meters, everyone suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood.

In an instant, everyone tensed up involuntarily, and some timid foreheads were covered with cold sweat.

"It's broken, why does it smell like blood?"

"Yeah, isn't the tomb full of rotten bones? How can there be a smell of fresh blood?"

"Could it be that someone was the first to reach the trap, and ended up in the trap, and unfortunately fell?"

Everyone whispered and talked a lot.

A layer of cold sweat oozed from Qi Chi Han's forehead, and he was a little surprised.

He wasn't sure what was happening ahead, why there was a smell of blood.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

At this moment, Ye Nan suddenly noticed something, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the wall.

At a glance, there is a totem of Hou Yi shooting the sun without a head engraved on the wall.

"No! No!"

Ye Nan's eyes narrowed slightly.

At that moment, he clearly noticed that this mural had a head, but it was missing an arm!
But when he turned his head to look at it, the missing arm on it turned into a head?

Does this mural move?

"Everyone be careful!"

Wang Lin suddenly yelled, stepped forward, and stared at the mural carefully.

He also noticed something abnormal.

It's too weird here, especially the mural, it can move?
"Senior Wang, what's the matter?"

Qi Chi Han spoke.