Although cultivators are used to life and death, they are still difficult to adapt when the people around them fall one by one. While sad, they become more frightened, their mood becomes heavier, and their emotions are extremely irritable, and they even fight with each other when they have disagreements.

A group of people sat around a fire, talking about what happened recently.

"The bald men are the most lucky. They are said to have accidentally entered an ancient temple ruins and obtained a lot of Buddhist scriptures. I see that after this time, the Hanging Temple will become famous!"

"What's there to envy? Many of them died, all of them were crazy monks!"

"Hey, whoever makes them not afraid of death? If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell? I see many monks who want to die early and go to the Pure Land!" Someone sneered.

"Their losses are not the most serious, and the worst ones are nine. Tsk tsk, there are about twenty direct-type strong men. They were originally the most powerful team on this trip to the inner ruins. Most of them were killed by a few swords. Now there are only a few people left!"

"It's really powerful to speak of, and it's hard to believe that so many people in the Nine Division, including those strong men with their legs, could not stop him, and the colorful snow lotus was stolen.

It is said that he had fought with Yan Zhonglin that day. What a person Yan Zhonglin is? His strength is one of the best among the powerful people entering the inner ruins this time. He is not the enemy of a ruthless man. The Qinghui Sword, one of the top ten famous swords in Kunlun, was cut into two pieces!"

"How old is he now? If I don't have a tough background, I won't believe it even if I die!"

"When it comes to Yan Zhonglin, it's really a pity. He is also the most famous and beautiful man in the world. He died inadvertently. It is said that he entered a ruined underground palace, touched the ban, and was killed by the ban!"

"In fact, the biggest loss this time is definitely not nine places.

I don’t know if you have heard of it, the Evil Dao sects, such as the Takarakuri, the Bloodthirsty Sect, the Blood Corpse Sect, and the Emperor Tian Gate and the Huashan Sword Sect that flow with the Evil Dao sects.

All the strong men evaporated overnight and had completely lost their traces. I'm afraid they were all dead!"

A stone caused a thousand straits of waves, and everyone changed their colors. There was an uproar: "What? Is there such a thing? How is it possible? The strong men of these sects combined have more than a hundred people. Who has the ability to kill hundreds of peak Nascent Soul powerhouses?"

There are probably only those who have the motivation to siege and kill the powerful people of the evil Tao, but the people here are all powerful people of the various sects of the righteous Tao. If you don’t even hear the sects of the righteous Tao, it is naturally not the ones that are done by the righteous Tao.

"According to my speculation, there is only one possibility that hundreds of powerful people from the evil path can evaporate overnight, that is, Yi Ren! In the inner ruins, there are many Yi Ren, but they are similar to the primitive tribe, which is relatively loose, so their overall strength is not strong.

If several alien kings unite, it would be very terrible. They could gather tens of thousands of aliens, enough to kill hundreds of powerful people in the evil path and not let one go!"

Everyone nodded secretly, except for this possibility, everyone could not think of any other possibility.

"I'm worried now. What if several alien kings join forces to deal with us, the strong men?" the man said coldly.

Thinking of thousands of blue-skinned aliens coming, everyone's faces turned pale. They only felt their scalp numb and their hair was straight, and a wave of fear surged in their hearts. If this was the case, it would be over.

"So we should leave quickly!"

"I'm still going to enter the Chaos Hongmeng Extreme Dao Immortal Realm. I've already arrived here. How can I give up halfway? The Chaos Hongmeng Extreme Dao Immortal Realm is the place with the richest resources in the inner ruins!"

"Wooddy..." At this time, melodious and peaceful flute sounds came from a distance. The flute sound seemed to have a magic power, invading the heart, relaxing the mind, and soothing the anxiety in the heart.

Everyone suddenly stopped talking and listened quietly to the melodious flute sound. In this desolate and depressing place, the beautiful flute sound was like the sound of nature, filling the whole world with colors.

Everyone was intoxicated, and their irritable emotions gradually disappeared, as if their body and mind were washed away.

The sound of the flute was lingering, and it took a long time until the sound of the flute disappeared for a long time before everyone came to their senses.

Someone exclaimed: "Ye Xianzi's flute song and Ning Xianzi's piano song are worthy of being the best in the world. It is indeed extraordinary, and the lingering sound is endless!"

"It's a pity that Fairy Ning has never played the guqin after she broke her hair and broke her hair!" A strong man sighed.

...

Between the tents, there is a snow-white and luxurious tent with the word Taiyi embroidered on it. It is Ye Lingdie's palace tent. Ye Lingdie sat quietly on the cushion, putting down the purple jade soul-suppressing flute in his hand, looking melancholy.

Troubles make people grow up. Along the way, I experienced many dangers. Two of the strong men in this sect died. Although the losses were already small compared to other sects, I still felt extremely sad whenever I think of the familiar appearance.

"Hey, people always die, so you should be more open-minded!" Ye Lingdie sighed faintly, trying to cheer herself up.

At this time, the tent curtain was suddenly lifted open, and a young man with a clear angular face walked in rashly, with a happy and somewhat bad smile on his lips.

Ye Lingdie looked at the person who came and was stunned. She recognized that the person was Xiao Cheng at first sight.

But she found that the Xiao Cheng's aura in front of her was even more mellow, and naturally exuded a powerful and heroic demeanor that was intimidating the world, and was quite majestic with one look down on her.

Xiao Cheng's clone was in the camp and often came to the big tent to chat with her. It seemed that she had never separated, but she still missed Xiao Cheng. She hadn't seen Xiao Cheng herself for more than a month.

Although the clone and the true body are the same, she can tell the true body from her breath. The clone and the momentum of the true body is of course stronger than the clone. Xiao Cheng in front of her must be the true body.

"Xiao Cheng!"

Ye Lingdie's beautiful eyes shining, and she stood up from the cushion in surprise. She felt a little timid for a moment, and her pretty face climbed up with two faint blush, Mingyan was indifferent.

"Ling'er!"

Xiao Cheng smiled faintly, strided to Ye Lingdie, and put Ye Lingdie's graceful body into his arms, gently stroked Ye Lingdie's silky hair and slender waist, and felt a sense of tranquility and softness in his heart.

After a long time, Ye Lingdie looked up at Xiao Cheng, showed a bright smile, and said coquettishly: "You have never looked for me once after entering the inner ruins for so long. Are you so relieved about me? You really have no conscience!"

Ye Lingdie said, making a move to leave Xiao Cheng's arms. Xiao Cheng used both hands to hold Ye Lingdie tightly in his arms, and naturally knew that Ye Lingdie was just saying that, not really blaming him.

But I still felt a little guilty. It was indeed wrong for him that I haven't come to see Ye Lingdie for so long.

Xiao Cheng said ashamedly: "There are too many things to enter the inner ruins, and Ling'er is not unaware that I have to go to many places. Moreover, after entering the inner ruins, I have too many enemies. If I stay in the team, it will inevitably bring disaster!"

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~(To be continued...)
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