Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 144 143 Why is it such a tragic word? (22) (Ask for a monthly pass!)

"really……"

Combined with the woman in red that appeared in the hallucination outside the temple, Anle naturally saw the faint connection between the two.

"Could it be that this altar attracted enemies that Luohunzong couldn't deal with, thus leading to their destruction?"

An Le's eyes were dark, and she silently kept these thoughts in her heart.

After all, conjectures are just conjectures, and besides, his primary purpose now is not to investigate the secrets of the past, but to escape from this weird ruin.

After confirming the direction, everyone hurried on their way.

They are all monks of at least the Foundation Establishment period, and their foot strength is quite amazing.

In less than half an hour, the altar, which seemed to be some distance away, was already not far away.

When they get close, people can see... the overall appearance of the altar is black and gray, but if you look closely, it seems that there are some dark red lines, and there is a faint ominous atmosphere.

The dark steps are like a whole, only carved step by step. After looking at it for a long time, it seems that even the mind has been sucked into it.

"What a weird altar."

Gu Qiutong frowned, a layer of goosebumps formed on her fair skin.

Before she really touched it, her Gu worms felt panic and disgust towards the altar in front of her, preventing her from approaching.

"Going up to the altar rashly, I'm afraid there will be fear of life."

Bai Xianyou on the side also said seriously.

At this time, most of his injuries had recovered, but his face was slightly pale, and he looked a little weak.

Because of Bai Xianyou's performance in the battle with Multi-eyed True Monarch, many monks have changed their opinion of him, and what he said has a certain weight in people's ears.

"And have you noticed that there are fewer evil things nearby than before?"

Many people nodded.

They have all noticed that the closer to the altar, the fewer the evil spirits and statues. At this distance, they can't even see the shadows of these two, as if they are subconsciously avoiding this area.

These signs all indicate that this place is bound to be extremely dangerous!
Naturally, everyone looked at An Le, waiting for him to make a decision.

An Le stroked her chin without speaking, as if she was waiting for something.

Hu Chunsheng thought to himself: "Does fellow Daoist An have any deep meaning in doing this?" '

Not long after, people's spiritual consciousness trembled, and they all sensed that there was some kind of existence that was approaching rapidly.

Everyone raised their vigilance and prepared for battle.

In this ruins, the bloody example of death due to carelessness was placed in front of them. The monks who have survived to this day have all learned these lessons.

An Le reminded: "Don't worry, the other party is also human."

Soon, in the building of the ruins, the figures of a group of monks appeared together with the misty clouds.

"careful!"

Their leader shouted first, and looked at An Le and the others as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

This man was wearing a white robe, was not tall, and had an extremely tender face.

Who is it if it's not Yun Wuhen?

"It's Mr. Wuhen!"

Someone beside An Le immediately exclaimed.

"He was also trapped here... unexpectedly they met together by such a coincidence."

"Great, if Mr. Wuhen and the Ghost-Mask Man join forces, they will definitely be able to destroy this core!"

Many people were pleasantly surprised that Yun Wuhen's name was so resounding that it naturally gave them a lot of confidence.

However, it can also be seen that in people's minds, the ghost-faced man is already a person of the same level as the opponent.

"It's actually... a living person."

Hearing everyone's conversation, Yun Wuhen's face relaxed a little, the big stone in his heart fell, and a little surprise appeared rarely.

"Great……"

After falling from Yun Wuhen to this ruins, few good things happened.

As soon as he fell, he was hunted down by a ghost general who was comparable to a golden elixir. After finally escaping, he ran into a group of monks and asked for his protection.How could Yun Wuhen refuse to protect the name of "Mr. Wuhen"?As a result, when the enemy was at the head, those people left him and fled.Later, he encountered an evil spirit disguised as a human being, and almost fell into a trap.

What a terrible word?
If it weren't for Yun Wuhen's strength, he might have disappeared long ago.

However, this experience also made Yun Wuhen grow a lot.

Although he had gone through several trials before, most of them would be accompanied by elders who protected him, and very few people would use tricks on him.

But this time, Yun Wuhen truly realized the cruelty of the world and the ulterior motives of people.

Therefore, even if it was confirmed that An Le and the others were alive, Yun Wuhen remained vigilant.

Thinking of a name he just heard, he thought to himself.

"Ghost-faced man? Is he also in this group of people, but why didn't I see it?"

To be honest, Yun Wuhen had never seen the Ghost-Mask Man before, but he only heard about his deeds and appearance from other people, and knew that he was a tall and strong man in black armor, so his first impression was not too great.

"Probably... just a middle-class person, right? Not as good as Lu Bin, a jade-faced scholar."

Yun Wuhen scanned the crowd, but couldn't find anyone who met the requirements.

And he found that the condition of this group of people was maintained very well.

They are full of energy, bright in their eyes, full of spiritual energy, and their clothes are fairly neat. The whole group is full of vigor and cohesion.

Unlike the people around me, all of them are disheveled and lack of energy, as if caught in a cloud of low pressure.

He admired in his heart: "The leader of these people must be very powerful."

"what?"

After a while, Yun Wuhen's eyes gradually locked on one person, and he took a slight breath.

"This person... is prettier than me?"

Yun Wuhen has always been very confident in his appearance, but today, he has to admit that this person is better than himself!
"Wait, his breath..."

At this time, the other party had already walked in front of him: "I am the ghost-faced man, Anle."

"Ok?"

Yun Wuhen opened his eyes wide suspiciously, but quickly returned to his composure, and spoke peacefully.

"It turns out that your Excellency is the ghost-masked man. I have admired his name for a long time, but I didn't expect to be so handsome."

The first rule of Yun's method of manifesting holiness--you don't lose if you lose, and you must not show your timidity in front of others!
An Le was very clear about his virtues, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Wuhen was joking..."

After a brief exchange between the two parties, Anle got straight to the point.

"As human monks, they must all want to break through this weird space and leave, Mr. Wuhen, please help me."

Yun Wuhen's expression also became serious, he also didn't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment.

"please say."

An Le's plan is simple.

Obviously not everyone can climb this altar, only a few strong ones can be selected to destroy its core together.

Yun Wuhen is an indispensable part of this plan.

"I understand."

After going through so many things, Yun Wuhen responded vigorously and resolutely.

Soon, Yun Wuhen selected two women from the team, namely Chen Xiaoya and a female cultivator named Lin Shan, both of whom were his loyal supporters.

Both women are good looking, slightly older, plump and mature.

Standing beside the petite Yun Wuhen, An Le somehow reminded An Le of the little Mara he saw in his previous life...

It's not that Yun Wuhen is biased, but that the two women are indeed the strongest in the team after him.

An Le put Yun Wuhen aside for the time being, and also chose the relatively reliable Bai Xianyou and Gu Qiutong, and asked the rest to wait in place.

When it comes to the altar, those who are not strong enough will only be a burden.

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After getting ready, a group of six people started to move forward.

Lin Shan noticed that An Le's attitude towards Yun Wuhen was very flat, not as respectful as ordinary people.

She frowned slightly, a little displeased, and whispered to Chen Xiaoya.

"What is the origin of this person, how dare he be so rude to Mr. Wuhen?"

Chen Xiaoya put her finger in front of her lips, making a gesture of silence: "Speak carefully!"

She observed more carefully.

Many monks in the crowd just now had an extremely respectful attitude towards An Le, with a hint of admiration, even Bai Xianyou and Gu Qiutong were no exception.

It shows that the strength of the ghost-faced man may be stronger than his previous deeds.

'Of course, it's still not as good as Wuhen. '

Chen Xiaoya thought to herself.

She just felt that there was no need to provoke a strong enemy at this juncture, and that the top priority was to tide over the difficulties together.

An Le didn't care about the thoughts of the two women at all, and looked ahead.

The gray-black altar was already in front of them.

Stepping on the first step of the steps, it was calm, as if nothing had happened.

But Anle and Yun Wuhen, who were the most powerful, faintly felt that the aura of this altar had undergone a subtle change.

It seems... there is a pair of eyes watching them!

　I'm... burnt out!I found that Wu Dalang is really good-looking, I accidentally read it for too long...

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