Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

The second thing she thought of was the mermaid tribe.

The overall strength of the mermaid clan is indeed not good.

But they had a high priest.

The mermaid high priest's deduction ability is not inferior to Xuanmen, so it is not surprising that he can use deduction techniques to deduce this.

Moreover, the high priest of the mermaid clan is more suspect than Xuanmen.

In fact, there is another possibility, that is, the mermaid high priest cooperates with Xuanmen.

The high priest is a descendant of the witch clan, and he also practices the power of witchcraft, which will make his longevity burn quickly.

But the high priest is always alive. Not only is he alive, but his hands are also stretched out very long.

So where does the longevity of the high priest come from?

Is it possible that it was stolen from the human race?

"Master Phoenix, come and see what I have dug up!" Eight-Heron shouted excitedly.

Feng Qingran's train of thought suddenly stopped and she walked helplessly towards the eight-headed heron.

The eight-headed heron really chose to dig three feet into the ground, and the holes on the ground were of different sizes.

Feng Qingran came to a pit and saw an exquisite hosta placed in the pit.

Feng Qingran raised her hand to pick up the hosta, and her tentacles were warm.

Feng Qingran's eyes moved, she grasped the hosta tightly, and stepped into the void space.

The next moment, a remnant soul appeared in front of Feng Qingran.

As soon as the other party appeared, he said in great horror: "Run! Run! You must find a way to escape! They are all devils! They are all devils!"

Feng Qingran said softly: "We have left that place. If you don't believe me, just feel it. This is another world."

Remnant Soul was stunned for a moment, then trembled, "It's impossible, we can't escape, everything is just a woven cage, it's all an illusion, we can't die, we can't escape!"

Feng Qingran pursed her lips slightly. It turned out that this remnant soul was not a conscious remnant soul.

This residual soul is just an obsession.

Feng Qingran actually didn't want to guess what happened to the other party.

But she probably already guessed what was going on.

This should be the place where the son of the Resurrection Curse was born.

The formation of a son of the Rebirth Spell requires the sacrifice of thousands of maternal bodies.

The other party used the human race as a carrier to cultivate the son of the rebirth curse, and then moved the cultivated child into the body of the three-headed dragon.

What's more, the three-headed dragon's belly contained not only the son of the rebirth curse at that time.

Therefore, countless people died behind this.

Where did these sacrificed people go?

Their bodies and souls are not in this valley.

She didn't even feel a trace of the remaining soul.

Strictly speaking, the remnant soul in front of me is not a remnant soul.

If it weren't for the hosta, this obsession would have dissipated long ago.

Canhun stared at Feng Qingran for a long time, as if he was confirming something, or it was an unconscious exploration.

After a long time, the remnant soul murmured: "Can you help me find my home? I have no memory of the past, and I feel like I shouldn't exist..."

After the remnant soul said this, the soul body dissipated little by little.

Eventually the sound became extremely muffled.

The hosta fell into Feng Qingran's hands again. The tentacles were still warm, but the obsession was gone.

There are no special marks on the hosta either.

It is difficult to trace the son of the Resurrection Curse based on this hosta.

Feng Qingran left the void space.

After she appeared again, Feng Jingyue's voice sounded, "Sister Feng, I found a few more different traces."

When Feng Qingran heard this, she stepped forward to check them one by one.

This time I saw that in addition to ancient characters, there were also characters used by all walks of life today.

Some were carved with stones, and the person who could see these marks seemed to be very panicked.

After reading it, Feng Qingran felt even more solemn.

Bits and pieces of clues were telling her why there was so much hostility here.

But she could do nothing.

At this moment, Wanling flew down from the top of the valley with a stone in his mouth.

Wan Ling placed the stone in Feng Qingran's palm and raised his little head, waiting for praise.

Feng Qingran felt it for a while and found that it turned out to be a shadow stone.

There is a special seal on it and a special disguise.

This makes it look like an ordinary stone.

Feng Qingran prepared a rich meal for Wan Ling without hesitation.

Wanling happily went to have a feast in the void space.

Feng Qingran did not easily open the seal.

I don’t know who left this photo stone, nor when it was left.

But since it can be kept until now and is hidden so deeply, the person who left this image stone must have wanted to tell some secrets to those who came after.

Secrets that are easily solved are also easier to destroy.

There must be special restrictions on this.

Feng Qingran felt it for a while, and found an inexplicable and familiar power in the shadow stone.

The power of the Jiang Family Saint Ancestor.

Feng Qingran's eyes narrowed slightly. If the image stone could be preserved intact, it must have been placed here after the War of the Gods.

After all, even these mountains were formed later.

When the war of gods had just subsided, the entire battlefield was riddled with holes and debris everywhere.

After that, as time passed, the battlefield of the gods slowly recovered.

The bones of the past also passed away with time and were buried deep underground.

The things she can see now all appeared later.

Only this image stone has ancient aura left on it.

For an ancient object to be left in such a place, it must have been placed here intentionally by someone.

Why did the Holy Master of the Jiang family place a picture stone here?

Did you expect this thing to fall into her hands?

Feng Qingran tried touching the seal.

It was discovered that if she forcibly broke the seal, the image stone would also be broken.

Feng Qingran put away the image stone and let Feng Jingyue return to the void space.

"Xiaoba, let's go to the next place." Feng Qingran said.

"Okay!" the eight-headed heron responded.

After leaving, Feng Qingran looked back at the valley.

The entire valley is surrounded by mountains, and there is no other way except entering from above.

Those mountains are even more steep and precipitous.

If anyone enters the valley and is imprisoned with all their strength, it will be impossible to escape.

These mountains appear to be naturally formed, but they are not.

Someone deliberately made this place like this to besiege those whose strength was imprisoned.

The entire valley was full of resentment and hostility, but there was not a single skeleton in sight.

There is really no need for such a place to exist.

Feng Qingran waved his hand.

A rumble sounded.

The eight-headed heron looked back, momentarily shocked.

The previously towering mountains collapsed in an instant, revealing the valley.

"Phoenix Master?"

"I did it." Feng Qingran said.

She did not let rocks cover the valley.

There might be something else hidden there after all.

She chose to tear down the mountains surrounding the valley to reveal everything in the valley.

Feng Qingran withdrew her gaze and said to the eight herons: "Let's go."

Eight herons took Feng Qingran to the next place.