Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

"Then how long will you stay here?" Yan Moyu was thinking a lot and only asked this question.

"I don't know."

Yan Moyu heard this and didn't ask any more questions. He clearly remembered in his memory that he became the seventh disciple of Lingyun Sect.

Yan Moyu rolled his eyes slightly, "Actually, I have always been confused. Why did you send your junior sister to reincarnation in the first place?"

Yan Moyu couldn't forget the feeling he had when he saw Mo Jinghong for the first time.

The young man was dressed in mysterious clothes. He was unparalleled in dignity, but he was also extremely indifferent. His eyes looked at everything with indifference, as if he didn't keep it in his heart.

He was even more indifferent than the Ancestor of the Underworld who was used to seeing thousands of lives and deaths.

Mo Jinghong looked slightly stunned and said calmly: "I can't remember clearly."

He didn't want to mention the beginning again.

Every time he thought of his feelings at that time, his emotions were extremely complicated.

If he had known about the future, he would never have used that method of reincarnation.

"Mo Jinghong, I want to thank you no matter what. If it weren't for you, I would have died in ancient times." Yan Moyu bowed respectfully to Mo Jinghong.

From then on, they were no longer brothers in the same discipline.

Back then, when the War of the Gods took place, he was just an unknown ghost king in the underworld.

He doesn't know anything at all.

When he sensed the death of Empress Houtu, he wanted to rush to the battlefield of the gods, but the mysterious man had already broken into the underworld and killed the powerful ones wantonly.

His strength could not resist the mysterious man's move.

Just when he was about to be killed, a breath led the mysterious man away.

He chased after him by accident, and saw Mo Jinghong standing in the sky from a distance, with countless mysterious people falling with a flick of his sleeves.

Mo Jinghong only said one word.

The leader of the mysterious man, who was still majestic before, led a group of people to flee.

The mysterious man left, and he could feel that he had been discovered by Mo Jinghong.

But Mo Jinghong just glanced at him lightly, and he would never forget that look.

Then, all the powerful men in the underworld who could manage the underworld fell, leaving him alone.

He naturally became the Underworld Ancestor.

He discovered an extremely bad thing. The cultivation techniques belonging to the people in the underworld were completely destroyed by a mysterious person.

So starting from the realm of the Ghost King, he relied entirely on his own exploration.

His foundation in the underworld is not as solid as imagined.

In the end, he was plotted by the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Hades, and almost fell. He finally chose to abandon his body and entered the land abandoned by the gods, living in an ignoble way.

It was a blessing in disguise that he unexpectedly became Mo Jinghong's classmate.

He knew earlier than anyone else that Mo Jinghong and he were on different paths after all.

But he didn't expect this day to come so early.

"Farewell." After Yan Moyu finished speaking, his figure disappeared from Mo Jinghong's eyes.

"Master, are you going to find the Hongmeng thing?" Zhuo Yan asked, looking in the direction where Yan Moyu left.

The injuries on Mo Jinghong's soul must be treated with medicine from the Hongmeng period.

They chose Xuanchu because of the grandmeng things in the plane, but they haven't found the grandmeng things yet.

"Ah."

"When are we going to find something?" Zhuoyan's eyes flashed with joy, the master finally had the energy to solve his own problems!

Since they stepped here, they have had no quiet time and have been busy dealing with various things.

Clean up some mess!

"Zhuo Yan, you and Ling Tianyun stay here to guard the th level of hell." Mo Jinghong glanced at the time formation and was worried about leaving Ling Tianyun here alone.

Ling Tianyun has enough strength, but is too playful.

Mo Jinghong set up several more barriers for the time formation. Even with the time formation, it would be impossible for the void Gu to take shape in a short period of time.

Fortunately, the Soul-Eating Gu has escaped the control of the Mother Gu and will not cause any harm.

"Master, he can control this place by himself. Isn't it a bit redundant for me to stay?" Zhuo Yan really didn't want to get along with Ling Tianyun.

To be honest, Ling Tianyun was a demon king in the Immortal Realm, and he even disliked dogs.

It really doesn't want to stay with him for a long time.

"He's not familiar with this place, so stay with him." Mo Jinghong said in a deep voice.

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The battlefield of the gods.

Tomb of the Abyss.

After Heavenly Punishment disappeared without warning, Feng Qingran completed the initial stage of enlightenment.

Yuan Zhi's eyes were dark. It was not as if Tianpu had left by himself, but rather as if he had been dragged back by some force.

Only Mo can do this.

It seemed that Mo really didn't care about Feng Qingran, otherwise he wouldn't have waited until she had suffered forty or fifty punishments from heaven before taking action.

After all, if the plane's will is excessively consumed, the plane's barrier will become weak and easily discovered.

Mo paid more attention to the plane barrier than Feng Qingran.

A smile appeared on Yuan Zhi's lips. It was fine that she had nothing to do with Mo.

Right now-

A green light flashed around Feng Qingran, all her injuries healed, and her strength became stronger and stronger, as if it had reached a peak.

The majestic immortal power filled the entire cave.

Above, the four fairy swords polluted by Yin Qi slowly gave off their luster.

A vague shadow appeared on the sword.

The death energy on the fairy sword completely disappeared.

The shadow disappeared.

Yuan Zhi raised his eyes and looked at the fairy sword that had regained its power. He didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

Yuan Zhi realized a problem, why didn't the Nine-Headed Guanying activate the Immortal Killing Formation from the beginning?

The order given by the mysterious man was to wipe out all human races. Once the Immortal Killing Formation was activated, Feng Qingran would definitely die, and he could only give up his body.

Yuan Zhi's thoughts were racing, and he always felt that there was something he had overlooked.

"Yuan Zhi." Feng Qingran's light voice sounded, interrupting Yuan Zhi's thoughts.

"Congratulations to Miss Feng for being promoted to True Immortal." Yuan Zhi looked at Feng Qingran, who was obviously different, with a smile on his face.

"What did Tiansha say to you?" Feng Qingran's apricot eyes flashed with a faint light, and the pressure around her was extremely oppressive.

"It said there was a dragon skeleton down here, and it also said that the Nine-Headed Strange Infant held an ancient forbidden technique, and that the Nine-Headed Strange Infant's treasures were all hidden in the maze." Yuan Zhi did not hide anything and told Feng Qingran everything.

When Feng Qingran heard the dragon bones, hope flashed in her eyes. It would be great if the dragon bones below were what she wanted.

Feng Qingran looked into Yuan Zhi's dark eyes. Yuan Zhi raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, Miss Feng, I won't steal anything from you. I just want to cooperate with you to deal with the Jiang family's saint ancestor."

"We can wait until we get out of the battlefield of the gods to discuss cooperation." Feng Qingran didn't know what Yuan Zhi's plan was. With Yuan Zhi's strength, there was no need to cooperate with her.

He has repeatedly wanted to cooperate with her, so she must have what Yuan Zhi is looking for.

So she chose to stabilize Yuan Zhi first, at least in the battlefield of gods, she didn't want to be an enemy of Yuan Zhi anymore.

Feng Qingran walked to the entrance of the cave and Yuan Zhi waved his hand, "I won't go down. This formation has been formed, and someone must stay here."

After hearing this, Feng Qingran ducked into the black hole.

It was pitch black inside the cave.

I could vaguely hear the sound of water.

Feng Qingran lit the strange fire, and an underground river appeared in front of him.

There was something faintly glowing white at the bottom of the river.