Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

After Nangong Sheng heard this, the power of his soul fell from the powerful people in the immortal world one by one. He carefully observed each powerful person, but found nothing again.

While Nangong Sheng was investigating carefully, Yanyue glanced at Dongji with a hint of warning.

An evil light flashed in Dongji's eyes, and he said through a message: "This power of the soul is actually pink. I haven't tasted it yet."

The color of the soul is not only related to the path of spiritual cultivation, but also related to the killings committed by oneself.

The purest spirit is white.

It means that no living beings have been harmed.

This basically doesn't exist.

The pink soul means that it was forced to create the evil spirit.

This kind of person is not a real evil person. As long as the other party is given a chance, the other party will definitely repent.

"Then you can't move either." Yanyue said in a message.

It was just a matter of probing, and there was no actual malice, so she would leave it alone.

It was impossible for him to find anything anyway.

"Master, that painting scholar is looking at you." Xiao Hei reminded.

Yanyue glanced at Scholar Danqing and said through a message: "He can watch it if he likes. Anyway, there is a piece of meat that is indispensable."

Since you have missed it, it means there is no fate.

Why cling to the past!

"Yan Yue, you take Senior Brother and the others and leave first. I want to stay behind." Feng Qingran sent a message to Yan Yue.

Yanyue looked sideways at Feng Qingran, showing curiosity.

"I want to take a closer look at this bridge." Feng Qingran said again.

Yanyue nodded slightly, raised her hand and patted Feng Qingran on the shoulder, and said via voice: "Xiao Qingran, are you interested in the creator of the wooden bridge and want to find him using the aura left on it?"

Feng Qingran's almond-shaped eyes were filled with surprise, and she sent a message: "Yanyue, do you know the creator of this wooden bridge?"

Otherwise, why would Yanyue know what she was thinking?

Yanyue realized that Feng Qingran seemed to have misunderstood something, and said through a message: "I don't know, but the owner who created this bridge is probably related to you by blood, but his aura left on the bridge is completely untraceable."

Xiao Qingran is different from her.

She is naturally derived from Chaos.

Xiao Qingran was born from her parents.

But she had never heard Xiao Qingran mention her parents.

And there is an aura very similar to Xiao Qingran's on this bridge.

Xiao Qingran must stay because of this aura.

Maybe they just want to find each other through the remaining breath on the bridge.

"What else can you see?" Feng Qingran said with a complicated expression.

She should have thought that her mother's coffin was kept in that kind of place and was filled with peerless treasures.

It could only have been him.

Yanyue touched her chin and said through a message: "The master of this bridge has almost exceeded the limits of this plane, so he can no longer easily interfere in the affairs of all walks of life. What should be suppressed under this bridge?" s things……"

"Is he in heaven?" Feng Qingran asked via voice message.

"Not here." Yanyue said firmly.

An imperceptible disappointment flashed across Feng Qingran's eyes.

Feng Qingran chose to retreat to the back and spend more time observing the bridge.

Yanyue's knowledge made her guess who the creator of the bridge was.

The bridge in the secret area was probably left behind by him.

Since it was the bridge he left behind, why did Su Yanran look for it?

Could it be that Xuanmen actually knows everything about him?

Feng Qingran was glad that her mother had moved to another place, otherwise she might have become a luck-stealing being in Xuanmen.

Ye Xingchen noticed Feng Qingran's movements and looked at the old men with sharp eyes. He found that they didn't seem to notice Feng Qingran's existence at all, and he felt relieved.

It's just that Nangong Sheng is a little strange. He keeps scanning the powerful people in the immortal world, seeming to be looking for something.

Soon, Ye Xingchen discovered a problem.

Nangong Sheng's spiritual power was always unable to condense around Feng Qingran, causing Nangong Sheng to always ignore Feng Qingran.

Ye Xingchen immediately understood that Yan Yue had taken action.

Yanyue, like those outsiders at the beginning, is a return to nature.

There is no trace of breath coming out of his body.

The strength is unimaginable.

But hiding it like this is not an option.

God was paying special attention to Feng Qingran, but Yanyue still made them unable to find Feng Qingran. Didn't this clearly tell them that there was something wrong with Feng Qingran?

Ye Xingchen thought of the black token given by Nangong Sheng. If Feng Qingran's blood dripped into it, would it be immediately exposed?

Here, the attendants began to lead the powerful men from the immortal world through the gate of heaven.

Many strong men were in a daze for a moment when they passed the stone pillars of the gate, and then they seemed to be brought into a strange world.

A dark black dragon exuding an evil aura stared at them closely, as if it wanted to devour them.

Before they fall into fear.

A force came from the consciousness, pulling them out of that world.

They looked around strangely and met many strong men with the same expression.

"Is this what happened? I just seemed to be..."

"Me too, I fell into a strange world and saw..."

None of them could describe what they saw, and some even forgot what they saw.

"Master, master! Let me just say this is a fake dragon! That evil spirit turned into my appearance, it's really abominable! It's ruining my reputation!" Xiao Hei sent a message to Yan Yue.

It did not enter the illusion, but could feel the illusion just now through the monks.

Yanyue sent a message to comfort him: "Be good, I have added the power of law to the door. After we pass by, it will collapse."

Do bad things.

Naturally, it is best to get rid of suspicion.

Feng Qingran did not enter the illusion.

Her gaze swept across the dragon on the stone pillar, her eyes dangerous. This was the image of the evil dragon.

So the evil dragon's ability to grow to that point has something to do with this gate.

Feng Qingran quietly used the magic formula and exerted a few forces on the sky pillar and the stone door. After they passed by, if they waited for a while, the door would collapse.

In this way, it will not cause trouble to the fairy world.

Feng Qingran's lips curled up into a smile, "God, she's here."

Ye Xingchen noticed the strange behavior of many strong men passing by the stone gate, and his eyes turned cold. If he hadn't taken the Qingxin Pill in advance, would these strong men have died in the secret realm?

Some practitioners fall into illusions, not because their character is not firm.

But some illusions already have a seductive aura, and the monks will fall into the trap unknowingly, unable to respond at all.

Ye Xingchen glanced at the dragon on the sky pillar and recognized it as an evil dragon. Disgust flashed in his eyes. Why should such an evil thing be placed at the entrance?

What is God planning?

How dare you associate with evil spirits?

I really want to destroy such an evil thing.

Ye Xingchen glanced at the powerful people in the fairy world. It was not good to cause trouble on the first day.

Ye Xingchen suppressed his disgust and prepared to pass by the stone gate.

Boom! ——

The cupola and the stone gate collapsed at the same time.

The stone shattered into powder as it fell.

Ye Xingchen noticed something unusual, and by the time he wanted to hide, it was already too late.