Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

at the same time.

Ye Junlin took Canglangjun to the destination and called him a good guy.

Looking at the bustling, lively crowd in front of him, he had a new understanding of the great value of his four disciples for the first time.

"Senior Ye, let's go in quickly, it looks like we still have time!" Lord Canglang said.

In an all-out manhunt like this, unless the target is caught and the dust has settled, there will be no such big fight.

Ye Junlin also knew this and nodded, "Let's go"

Immediately, an old man and a young man entered the immortal burial place.

"Tsk, tsk, here are two more people who are not afraid of death. Are you a group formed by my grandfather and grandson?"

It happened that at this moment, a man in gray robe with a body as thin as a bamboo pole and a cold temperament, holding a magic weapon in the shape of a blood drop, sneered.

"It's the Skull-Broken Demon King! I didn't expect him to be here too!" A monk nearby who recognized his identity exclaimed.

"That's a complete pervert. His favorite thing to do is to take off other people's heads! The murders he committed cannot be washed away in three days and three nights!"

"Wait a minute, he's also looking for that top-grade elixir?"

"I'm more inclined to think that he came here to have fun. After all, the environment here is special and it will be more convenient to commit murder!"

"Hey, that's going to be troublesome, but you must not be targeted by that pervert, or your head will be in danger!"

There were whispers around, and all the monks backed away in fear.

"You are seeking death!" Lord Canglang was extremely shocked and furious, and a surging cultivation aura erupted from his body.

"Interesting, he is actually an Immortal King." The lean man was stunned at first and said with a cruel smile.

He raised the magic weapon in the shape of a drop of blood, and after injecting it with vast immortal power, it vibrated violently and emitted a tragic smell of blood, as if it was trying to choose someone to devour.

Bang!

A dull explosion sounded.

All the monks were stunned, dumbfounded.

The lean man known as the Skull-Broken Demon King disappeared, leaving only a cloud of blood mist that slowly dissipated.

Ye Junlin took back his hand and said coldly: "Idiot!"

Faced with this person's inexplicable provocation, he slapped him to death.

Grandfather and grandson form a group?

You are so blind!

"Ye, Senior Ye, he is talking nonsense, Xiao Dezi will always be your most loyal servant!" Lord Canglang said hurriedly with sweat dripping from fear.

In his heart, he secretly cursed the thin man for causing harm to others, for somehow making him older and taking advantage of this silver-haired young man, which would cost him his head!

"As long as you know it well." Ye Junlin glanced at the other party, who was frightened.

Looking at the two people leaving, the monks around them showed fear.

As for the thin man who died, they said in their hearts that he deserved it. This is the fate of a mean-mouthed man!

The deepest part of the immortal burial place.

There were gusts of wind, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was everywhere.

Boom, large clouds of black mist emerged from the cave, and then condensed into a terrifying figure.

It was a long-haired man whose half body was made of bones and the other half was made of flesh and blood. His eyes were dancing with two balls of ghostly fire. He had his hands behind his back, and his whole body was filled with an evil aura.

If any monk witnessed it, he would be so frightened that he would scream.

Because the long-haired man is the rumored Immortal-level evil spirit with overwhelming resentment and unfathomable strength. He seems to be the strongest being in this restricted area!

As early as when he broke through to the Immortal Lord a long time ago, the long-haired man's mind was no different from that of ordinary people, which was far different from the evil spirit that only acted on instinct and did not know how to think.

It calls itself the yin-yang ghost and wanders between life and death.

Because there was too much noise outside, it was forced to wake up after sleeping for a long time, and it was actually very unhappy.

The Yin Yang Ghost said coldly: "These damn human monks dare to come here and act wild. I want to see what their purpose is!"

It didn't rush out and kill people to show its majesty and status.

Instead, he was preparing to hibernate in secret, quietly observing the actions of the monks, and waiting for opportunities to act.

After all, Yin Yang Ghost is also very curious. After so many years, this is the first time such a large-scale invasion has occurred.

You must know that the immortal burial place is a lifeless place of death, which is not conducive to the cultivation of living beings and has no treasures.

Any monk who comes here will not be able to get any benefits, but will be in danger of his life.

Therefore, seeing the monks from the outside world so aggressive and behaving abnormally around the Immortal Burial Ground made the Yin Yang Ghost feel confused and confused. It wanted to figure out the reason and then make a plan!

Thinking of this, the Yin Yang ghost turned into a wisp of black smoke and floated into the distance.

The extensive search continues.

Countless monks were running around, traveling through the strange fog, and fighting fiercely with evil spirits during the process.

On a certain hill, Ye Junlin put away his huge consciousness and looked thoughtful.

"Strange, where is Xiao Hei?"

Just now, he used his immortal-level spiritual consciousness to search, but he couldn't find any trace of his four disciples.

Could it be in a more hidden place?

[Ding, dear host, it is recommended to use the master-disciple sensing function. As long as it is within a radius of 50 million miles, the exact location of any of your apprentices can be sensed! 】

At this time, the system's beep sounded in my mind.

Ye Junlin was stunned, "Tongzi, when did you use this function? Why didn't I know about it before?"

[Ding, in fact, it has always been there, but the host is often with the disciples, so this auxiliary function is naturally neglected. Now that the host is troubled in this regard, this system will remind you from a professional perspective. I hope Can help the host solve the problem! 】

The system responded.

Hearing this, Ye Junlin's eyes lit up and he said with satisfaction: "I see, I didn't expect you to be quite humane, Tongzi. This auxiliary function is really good and solves my urgent need."

[Ding, taking care of the host's problems is what a system should do. This system is absolutely professional and reliable! 】

[Dear host, would you like to enable the master-disciple sensing function now? 】

The system asked according to the process.

After learning that there was such a convenient way, Ye Junlin nodded without hesitation: "Open!"

[Ding, the master-disciple induction function is now enabled, with a time limit of two and a half days and a cooling time of two and a half months! 】

In an instant, Ye Junlin felt that something was establishing a spiritual connection with him.

It seemed that the whole world was dark, but there was a bright light that stood out in the distance, allowing him to see it at a glance!

"over there!"

Ye Junlin disappeared from the spot and flew quickly in that direction.

"Senior Ye, wait for me!" Canglang Jun on the side was stunned, and quickly followed him without knowing why.

at this time.

In the crowd, the skinny old man still pretended to be searching hard, and with a hint of impatience in his voice, he shouted to the believers: "Are there any over there? Answer me quickly!"

"Report to the leader, no trace found!" Sensing the violent fluctuations in the other party's emotions, the believers said in fear.