Immortal Mortal

After an hour, an underground crack suddenly appeared at a distance of five feet. Everyone's spiritual thoughts swept over and found that the gap led directly to the volcano in front.

Sure enough, Mo Wuji stopped placing the array flags. The reason why he was able to open this hidden formation was not because his formation level was really high to a certain level, but because he had seen this kind of hidden formation before.

When he was dealing with the horse thief Wuchang Wushuang in the diseased Muyuan, he had encountered this kind of powerful concealment formation. If a horse thief hadn't led him to the entrance of the formation, he probably wouldn't have been able to find it after searching for a hundred years.

Leader Mo, if you go in from here, you may die. Feng Zhe looked at the crack leading directly to the bottom of the volcano, and said in a slightly worried tone.

Mo Wuji said calmly, We've found a place, everyone can go in with me, or stay here, it's all up to you.

After finishing speaking, Mo Wuji was the first to jump into the gap. Leaving aside that he is the leader of the Hundred Sects Alliance, on the first day of the Lost Continent, the alchemist had an accident with a true God Realm powerhouse, so he had to be rescued. Besides, when it comes to personal friendship, he also wants to save Linglong.

Seeing Mo Wuji go in, Xing Huang jumped in without hesitation.

Feng Zhenqiu laughed: Save me and ask the first alchemist of Tianxue Palace, how can I let the leader explore the way...

Feng Zhenqiu stepped in one step, and followed Xing Huang into the crack.

Feng Zhe was a little dazed. He looked at Fang Zhentian, and Fang Zhentian smiled slightly, Since I am a member of the Hundred Sects Alliance, I can't be left behind. What's more, Leader Mo has kindness to me, and the Sky Demon Sect pays attention to distinguishing between grievances and grievances.

While speaking, Fang Zhentian also jumped into the gap.

Feng Zhe sighed, if he didn't go in, let alone Dayanzong being ridiculed, even he wouldn't be able to lift his head up. Although there was still some resistance in my heart, I could only follow a few people and leap into the gap.

Even though it was under the volcano, Mo Wuji and the others still couldn't feel the slightest bit of heat, and even had some coolness. The bottom seems to be formed naturally, there are no fixed steps, only a curved crack leading to the distance, and the potholes look more like underground cracks caused by earthquakes. There was not even a ray of light. Fortunately, several people had spiritual thoughts, and whether there was light or not had no effect on them at all.

It took a full 78,000 turns below here for half an hour, up and down, before a gleam of light appeared in front of them.

Mo Wuji speeded up, and the group of people quickly came to this luminous place.

This is a basin hidden at the bottom of the mountain. The bottom and surrounding of the basin are full of potholes. However, dozens of huge night pearls make people understand that even if this place is formed naturally, someone has visited it. That trace of cold air came out from the bottom of this basin.

Above everyone's heads, a streak of green energy fell directly and penetrated to the bottom of the basin. The top of this ray of green air has a radius of several feet, and when it reaches the bottom, it has a radius of only one foot, which looks like a cone shape.

Even if Mo Wuji had no knowledge, he knew that this green aura was probably part of the flame of Qingjin's heart outside.

When Mo Wuji set his eyes on the edge of the basin, he saw Linglong in the blue haze. Linglong Void lay flat next to Qing Qi, lifeless. Even her face was pale, and she couldn't feel any vitality. Mo Wuji was already able to refine fifth-rank alchemy pills, and he could be regarded as a real fifth-rank alchemist. He knew Linglong's condition at a glance, as much as 90% of her blood had been sucked away.

Then he saw the earth niche on the earth wall closest to Grandma Linglong. In this earth niche was sitting a man who looked like a skeleton. At this moment, the man was staring at Mo Wuji.

Feng Zhenqiu and the others also saw the skeleton man at the same time, subconsciously dispersed.

Qi honestly? Mo Wuji immediately recognized the skeleton man when he saw it. Although compared to the Qi Laoshi he knew, this Qi Laoshi was only skinny, but Mo Wuji could still remember that vague appearance.

He didn't understand what Qi Laoshi had gone through to turn into such an inhuman and ghost-like appearance.

It turned out to be you, very good, very good... The skinny and bony voice made a piercing sound, and the murderous aura in his body could no longer be concealed.

An equally familiar feeling rushed into Mo Wuji's heart, and Mo Wuji's heart was shocked. He immediately took a step back, stared calmly at the skinny man in front of him and said, You are not Qi Laoshi, you are Jing Gumu. You took Qi Laoshi away...

When Mo Wuji finished speaking, he was secretly shocked. Jing Gumu's remnant soul was conspired by him and Pu Qian and others, but he was severely injured and escaped again. He thought that Jing Gumu would never be able to stand up again, but he didn't expect it to be only a few years? Jing Gumu actually took Qi Laoshi away. Judging by his appearance, his strength is estimated to have recovered a lot.

This honesty is too useless, to be taken away by a remnant soul, idiot, idiot. No wonder he said why Qi Laoshi hadn't looked for him all this time, it turned out that this guy had been taken away.

Haha... the skeleton man laughed, As expected, you haven't lost your eyes yet, and you actually recognized me as Jing Gumu. Originally, I just wanted to find a few powerful souls and blood essence to supplement my soul, but I didn't expect you to come to my door, and you brought four good guys with you. Do you know whose blood I want to drink most now? It's you, an ant.

Jing Gumu was laughing, and there was endless anger and murderous intent hidden in his laughter.

Jing Gumu? Almost at the same time as Mo Wuji called out Jing Gumu, Feng Zhenqiu and the others changed their expressions drastically, and they grabbed out their magic weapons one after another, becoming extremely vigilant.

Speaking of other people, no one may know, but when it comes to Jing Gumu, who doesn't know? Back then, Tianzong was in the Lost Continent, and that was an existence stronger than Wentian Academy. Suzerain Jing Gumu's cultivation is so strong that no one dares to say no in front of him.

You guys don't need to worry, this person won the house not long ago, and his cultivation base has not recovered to one-tenth, so he won't be too strong...

Before Mo Wuji could finish his comforting words, Jing Gumu jumped down. The skinny hands directly grabbed the top of Mo Wuji's head. Mo Wuji was the person he hated the most. If he didn't kill Mo Wuji, he would always have a thorn in his heart.

Mo Wuji's whole body was icy cold under the terrifying depressive force, and he felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, making him unable to move. The gap in strength is too great, even if he reacts, there is no way to escape.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three bursts of berserk Yuanli exploded and hit Jing Gumu's palm.

Pfft! Jing Gumu opened his mouth to spit out a stream of blood, and he slammed back directly, smashing his earthen niche into pieces.

Jing Gumu looked at Feng Zhenqiu and the others in shock, How is this possible, how is it possible for you to bring three true gods...

He looked at Feng Zhe, who hadn't made a move just now, Could it be that you brought four true god realm powers here? Since when did the Lost Continent have so many true god realms? When they came out, there were four?

The reason why he didn't stop Granny Linglong's biography was because he was still extremely lacking in blood and soul. He wanted the blood of some strong people to come here to strengthen his cultivation, and at the same time he needed some powerful spirits to forcibly strengthen his soul. But he didn't expect to attract four strong men in the real god realm at one time.

It is true that the Lost Continent did not have so many experts in the True God Realm, but Mo Wuji was the leader of the Hundred Sects Alliance, and he brought almost half of the True God Realm experts in the Hundred Sects Alliance.

Leader, if my guess is correct, Jing Gumu should use Linglong's blood as a guide to refine Qingjin's heart... Fang Zhentian of the Sky Demon Sect stared at Jing Gumu in the distance, and said solemnly.

Hearing this, even Jing Gumu, who was shocked by Mo Wuji and brought four real god-level powerhouses over, looked at Fang Zhentian in disbelief. He didn't understand how other people knew about such a secret matter.

How do you know? Mo Wuji asked suspiciously.

Fang Zhentian looked at Jing Gumu and replied in a deep voice, If this is the case, then Linglong should have an ice spirit body. This kind of body is actually not suitable for alchemy, but Linglong has not only made alchemy but also became a celestial alchemist, which shows that Linglong's talent is extremely strong. According to the records of Tianzong, when the heart of Qingjin was just born, it can be guided by the blood of the body of ice spirit. After stabilizing the heart of Qingjin, it can be slowly refined.

Who the hell are you, and how do you know the secret of my Tianzong? Jing Gumu stood up, staring at Fang Zhentian coldly, his eyes like the cold air shooting out of an ice cave.

Fang Zhentian said calmly, Because I am the suzerain of the Tianmo sect, and the Tianmo sect was once a branch of the Tianmo sect.

Jing Gumu was stunned, he knew something about Tianzong's disappearance, and now his strength has not fully recovered, and he has no time and energy to take care of Tianzong's affairs. After his strength recovers, he will kill a bloody river in the Lost Continent, and then restore the status of Tianzong.

Since you are my Tianzong disciple, hurry up and pay homage to the patriarch and follow my orders. Jing Gumu immediately shouted sharply.

Fang Zhentian stared at Jing Gumu, his tone turned cold, Jing Gumu, you are not worthy to be called Fang Zhentian's patriarch. My patriarch, Qu Chengzi, was imprisoned by you in the Tianzong Bind Demon Cave. If it wasn't for better luck, my patriarch would have fallen in the Bind Mo Cave. I will recognize you, the trash who almost killed my patriarch, Jing Gumu, your face is whiter than other people's ass.

It turns out that you are the disciple of that devil in Qu Chengzi. No wonder you look like a devil. Since you dare to come here today, you should stay here.

While Jing Gumu was speaking, he raised his hand and threw dozens of formation flags. The surrounding scene changed instantly, and the five of them soon lost sight of each other.

At this moment, he already knew that since Mo Wuji had brought four experts from the Real God Realm over. If he is forced to use force, he is hopeless.

Before Mo Wuji understood what they were trapped by, there were bursts of bangs. A few people don't need to look, they also know that the escape route is blocked.