Ye Yunluoli signed to the 10-year Dragon Sect

"Made, this [-] has established another Shenlongzong, what the hell is going on?"

Ye Yun frowned deeply.

He has always been unable to see through this Long Xuan.

Long Xuan was reborn as the Nine-Tails Dragon, and unlike the Nine-Tails Dragon, it seemed that he was not controlled by the Nine-Tails Dragon.

A guy with a lot of personality.

As for whether Long Xuan is the mastermind behind the scenes, or an accomplice of the mastermind behind the scenes, Ye Yun is still unable to determine.

Anyway, this guy is definitely not a good person.

"Shenlongzong? What are you talking about?"

The woman in red froze for a moment, her crazy expression faded, and she stared blankly at the boy in white in front of her.

The Shenlongzong... has an indelible place in her memory.

She always remembers that she is the 249th generation disciple of the Shenlongzong, and also remembers the No.13 generation ancestor of the Shenlongzong.

"follow me!"

The boy in white gave a wicked smile, stretched out one hand and grabbed the woman in red, soared into the air, broke through the vast gray fog, and went straight to the vortex above his head.

at the same time.

A ray of light fell from the vortex again, covering the two of them.

The light flashed.

Both of them disappeared in an instant.

"Hehe, these two hateful guys are gone now, and the sea of ​​gray mist is also quiet!"

Donghuang Taiyi narrowed his eyelids, looked in the direction of the void vortex, and smiled coldly.

In the other direction, Ye Yun did not stop Long Xuan and the woman in red from leaving.

He left a mark of divine consciousness on the body of the woman in red.

No matter how cunning Long Xuan was, he still didn't discover this imprint of divine consciousness.

Ye Yun wanted to know, where is the Shenlongzong established by Longxuan?

It would be great if it could locate the old nest.

Ye Yun's consciousness, having practiced a certain kind of super god-level kung fu, is naturally extremely powerful, comparable to a strong person in the god-king realm.

Therefore, this imprint of divine consciousness, no matter how far away it is, Ye Yun can feel the movement of the woman in red.

but.

This is certainly limited by distance.

Although no test has been done, Ye Yun confidently believes that as long as he is in the sacred soil, he can feel the position of the imprint of the divine consciousness.

"Brother, what's the matter with you, why do I feel...you're a little out of your mind!"

Gu Anran, who was looking for the fog demon, suddenly turned around, looked Ye Yun up and down, and asked curiously.

"It's okay, let's go."

Ye Yun smiled, walked quickly a few steps, and walked side by side with Gu Anran.

After turning over a mountain.

Seven or eight fog demons roared over.

Unexpectedly, among these fog monsters, there was actually a fog monster at the third level of the Divine Sovereign Realm.

"Haha, senior brother is amazing! After killing all the way for so long, this is the first mist demon on the third level of the Divine Sovereign Realm, senior brother, hurry up!"

Gu Anran blushed slightly, and shouted excitedly.

Ye Yun stretched out his hand a little from the air.

These few mist demons were locked in the void.

Excited, Gu Anran rushed over quickly, raised his sword in his hand, and beheaded all these fog monsters.

After collecting the inner alchemy of the fog demon, Gu Anran looked smug and said in a good mood: "Brother, this time we have harvested a lot of inner alchemy from the fog demon, and we will definitely be able to sell it for a good price!"

"That's right! The Wan Yao Temple must really like a big customer like you!"

Ye Yun laughed loudly.

"Well, these inner elixirs can sell a lot of spirit stones, or exchange for some precious elixirs for future practice..."

Gu Anran nodded and said to himself.

Ye Yun smiled lightly.

This little junior sister's state gave him a feeling of comfort.

Ye Yun agrees with this practice of relying on one's own struggle to find cultivation resources.

For the kind of people who put everything on their lips, the achievements they will get will be extremely limited along the way of practice.

Of course, Ye Yun would not ignore Gu Anran, he would naturally provide some cultivation resources in the future.

After all, this is his junior junior sister, Ye Yun will not be stingy.

……

Ye Yun followed Gu Anran and continued on.

At the same time, Ye Yun was also paying attention to the mark of divine consciousness on the woman in red.

In the depths of the void somewhere in the sacred land, there is a white mist.

Rumble.

A vortex appeared, and then a ray of light fell down.

In the light, a woman in red and a boy in white appeared.

"This is where?"

The woman in red looked at the empty environment in the misty cloud sea, which made her feel uneasy.

The corners of her eyes twitched, and the expression on her face began to show signs of madness again.

"This is just a transfer station in the void."

The boy in white said lightly.

He snapped his hand back, the mist dispersed, and a teleportation array appeared out of thin air.

"Where are you taking me?"

The woman in red asked.

"Ao Xue, you have too many questions!"

The boy in white frowned, his eyes were evil and cold, and his expression was indifferent.

"Ao Xue, is this my name?"

The girl in red was stunned, then looked at the boy in white seriously, and asked nervously.

"Yes, your name is Ao Xue, remember this name in the future."

The boy in white said indifferently.

After speaking.

He didn't pay attention to the reaction of the woman in red at all, and pulled her into the teleportation formation.

The light of the formation rose, and the two disappeared in an instant.

"It's playing tricks again!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Yun couldn't help sneering a few times.

Long Xuan couldn't find the imprint of divine consciousness he left on Ao Xue, the woman in red, so no matter how many times he teleported it, it would be of no avail.

Still under his watchful eye.

After teleporting six times in a row, Ye Yun's face changed slightly.

Every transmission, the distance spanned is unimaginable.

This imprint of spiritual consciousness, and his induction... also began to weaken.

"Where is this guy going?"

Ye Yun's heart turned cold.

The sacred land is so vast, he doesn't know how big it is, but he has been teleported six times in a row, and the total distance covered is unimaginable.

He made a rough calculation.

The distance of six times is far away. If he is tearing through the space and rushing, it will probably take at least three months.

Looking at it this way, at this moment, Long Xuan and the woman in red have gone deep into the extremely distant place of the divine land.

Ye Yun's face was gloomy, and he felt a bad feeling in his heart.

If he continues to teleport like this, no matter how strong his spiritual imprint is, it will not be able to block such a long distance.

At that time, his induction will be completely cut off.

"There is one last teleportation."

In the misty clouds and mist, the boy in white said with a solemn expression.

"the last time?"

Ye Yun was overjoyed when he heard this.

The boy in white took a deep breath, waved his big hand, and a beam of seven-color light flew over his head.

This is a purple phoenix feather, but it exudes colorful light.

The aura of this feather is extremely powerful, even if it is a god-level treasure in this world, it may not be able to compare with this purple phoenix feather.

The colorful light enveloped the two of them tightly.

"Where are you going?"

Ao Xue, the woman in red, shouted.

The bad feeling in her heart became more intense.

The light of the teleportation formation lit up, and the two disappeared again in an instant.

In the sea of ​​gray mist.

"Damn!"

With a curse in his heart, Ye Yun's face darkened, and his expression changed instantly.

In this seventh teleportation, Ye Yun was extremely shocked to find that his sensitivity to the imprint of divine consciousness dropped by more than two-thirds.

The induction at this moment has become somewhat blurred.

"arrive!"

At this moment, Long Xuan's voice was transmitted to Ye Yun's sea of ​​consciousness through the imprint of his consciousness.

"This is where?"

Ao Xue looked around, trembling with fright.