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Chapter 1357 Seven Palaces and Thirteen Halls(1/2)

The boundless plain is filled with strong fairy energy everywhere.

Fang Chen wanted to capture the immortal energy in the air, but his strength was too low to do it.

"The immortal energy seems to contain the essence of the sun and the moon."

Fang Chen vaguely understood that perhaps this immortal energy was condensed from the essence of the sun and the moon.

When a warrior absorbs immortal energy, he can transform the star tower in his body.

Finally, the nine-story star tower transformed into a star.

"There's someone ahead."

Suddenly, Jian Wuhong said.

Immediately, Fang Chen looked up and suddenly discovered that there was blood mist in front of him, and someone fell in a pool of blood.

"Go and have a look."

The two people drove over quickly and found three people lying in a pool of blood. Two of them were dead, and the remaining one was still breathing.

"It looks like it won't take long for the battle to end." Fang Chen stared at the three people in the pool of blood and whispered.

"what happened?"

Jian Wuhong squatted down and approached the only living warrior and asked.

The warrior opened his mouth, his breath was too weak and he couldn't speak at all.

"quiet……"

"What?"

Jian Wuhong still wanted to ask, but this warrior was already dead.

However, when he was about to die, he shouted out one word hysterically, the word "green".

"Youqing."

Fang Chen carefully thought about what these two words together meant.

Jian Wuhong checked and found that the warrior was dead.

She shook her head and then stood up, with a look of helplessness on her pretty face.

However, at this moment, Fang Chen suddenly exclaimed.

"What did you find?" Jian Wuhong asked hurriedly.

"This man said the word Youqing before he died, and his finger pointed to the north." Fang Chen said excitedly: "If my guess is correct, this Youqing may be the legendary Thirteenth Palace.

One of the Youqing Palace."

To be honest, for the two of them, the Thirteenth Hall only knew a rough and specific name, but they didn't know it at all.

This is completely Fang Chen's guess.

Youqing Palace.

After listening to Fang Chen's guess, Jian Wu's pretty red face was also full of solemnity.

If what this person is talking about is really Youqing Palace, that would be great.

"No matter what, we can't let go of such a good opportunity." Fang Chen said solemnly.

Jian Wuhong nodded, and the two of them moved quickly towards the north pointed by the warrior.

Huhuhu...

Three hours later, the two crossed the plain, climbed over the mountain, and then passed through the valley.

Finally, the two came to a deserted plain.

There was a big war here, and there were ruins everywhere.

Looking at these ruins, Fang Chen and Jian Wuhong looked at each other and smiled.

They are already convinced that this should be the former site of Youqing Palace.

Because there was a war here and it was turned into ruins.

It can be seen from the ruins on the wasteland that the battle that year was very fierce.

As a result, the entire Youqing Palace was completely reduced to ruins.

Above the ruins, there are countless resentful atmospheres that cannot be dissipated for a long time.

What is surprising is that the fairy energy that swept through the entire Panyue Immortal Cave did not enter this desolate plain.

"There is no fairy spirit here." Fang Chen said.

Jian Wuhong nodded, and then walked towards the ruins, ready to check to see if this was the former site of Youqing Palace from time to time.

However, at this moment, there were sounds of breaking through the air in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, wild laughter sounded.

"Hahaha, that's great. I didn't expect that not long after I came in, I discovered the location of Youqing Palace." A voice came.

Fang Chen and Jian Wuhong looked at each other and looked into the distance warily.

The dust rolled, and soon a group of people appeared.

When he saw the leader, Fang Chen's pupils shrank and a chill emanated from his whole body.

The person who came was none other than an ‘acquaintance’ from Tongtian Island, a member of the Qingling Sect, one of the three palaces, two sects and one royal family.

The leader is the patriarch of Qingling Sect, the ancestor of Qingling.

A few years ago, a war broke out on Tongtian Island.

Because the Qingling Sect was on the wrong side, the Qingling Patriarch’s cultivation level eventually declined.

In the past few years, Xuantian Sect and Danjing Palace have been secretly attacking Qingling Sect.

Qingling Sect urgently needs to become stronger.

Hearing that Star Realm warriors could enter Panyue Immortal Cave, Patriarch Qingling did not hesitate and led the Qingling Sect Star Realm warriors to come here.

"Ancestor, there is someone ahead." Suddenly, an elder said.

Ancestor Qing Ling looked up, with a murderous intent between his brows.

"They are just two Star Realm warriors, nothing to be afraid of." Ancestor Qing Ling said.

While talking, everyone from the Qingling Sect arrived in front of the ruins.

"You two, we, the Qingling Sect, were the first to discover this Youqing Palace. Please leave quickly." The ancestor of Qingling said in a deep voice.

"I only know that the two of us came here first." Jian Wuhong said.

Hearing this, Patriarch Qingling was a little displeased and said in a cold voice: "You two, be careful when making your choice and don't be reckless."

"Hmph, if our Qingling Sect hadn't just encountered some troubles, how could you have gotten there first?"

"Leave this place quickly, otherwise you will only have one fate, and that is death."

"Our ancestors don't want to kill people. If you insist on it, don't blame our ancestors for being rude."

A few elders were aggressive.

An intriguing smile appeared on Fang Chen's face, and he stared directly at the Qingling Ancestor.

After not seeing each other for several years, Fang Chen's appearance has also undergone some subtle changes, becoming a lot more vicissitudes of life.

Therefore, Patriarch Qingling did not recognize Fang Chen.

"It's just Qingling Sect." Jian Wuhong sneered and said disdainfully.

She had never even heard of Qingling Sect, it was probably a small sect.

Moreover, she noticed that the Qingling Ancestor's cultivation level was comparable to hers, so she was not afraid.

"It seems that you two don't plan to leave."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Qingling took a step forward, and the aura around him instantly filled the air.

He was initially struck by the power of will to forcibly suppress his cultivation.

Now a few years have passed, and the cultivation level has once again been promoted to the ninth level of the Star Realm, but the foundation is not deep enough, and it is necessary to use the Panyue Immortal Cave to break through.

Seeing that Qingling Patriarch wanted to use his power to overwhelm others, Fang Chen grinned.

"The Qingling Sect can only use its power to suppress others like this."

"Since you are so stubborn, then go and die."

Ancestor Qing Ling took action, and a rich green aura emerged from his whole body, which was the true meaning of the wind.

Ancestor Qing Ling waved his palm, and suddenly the rich green aura condensed into a sword, carrying powerful power and attacking Fang Chen and Jian Wuhong.

Jian Wuhong took a step forward and prepared to take action.

But he was stopped by Fang Chen.
To be continued...
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