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Ye Cheng looked at the Cloud Star Pavilion people who were at a loss at this time, but still could not bear to leave them behind. He and Muyan lived in this Yunxing Pavilion since childhood. Even though the Yunxing pavilion has declined, he doesn't want to give up like this. He has a good talent, and with a broken sacred weapon to defend himself, he can continue to support this force.

Other people in Yunxing Pavilion, at this time, pay more attention to Hong Ling. If he can take over Yunxing Pavilion, it may not be a bad thing for Yunxing Pavilion. However, Ye Cheng knew that Hongling would not do so.

This young man seems to be very keen on leaving the dead sea. Ye Cheng got to know something about him after getting along with Hong Ling these days. The matchless son of the great Chu Empire naturally did not look up to this somewhat dilapidated Yunxing Pavilion. Hongling doesn't mean Ye Cheng doesn't like it. Although he and Mu Yan's strength, in this dark sea of death has been enough to protect themselves, but still hope to have a home.

He and Mu Yan were born in the four seas of the nether world, born and grown up in Si. Although they yearn for the outside world, they will not risk leaving. Have concerned about Ye Cheng, is reluctant to take Mu Yan to risk. If Hong Ling is asked to take lianchengyue or Su Yu to risk, I'm afraid he will not agree.

”You and Muyan will wait for me in the Yunxing Pavilion first. I will return to the xuexiao shelter and pick up the blood rose first. I hope that by then, you will have convinced the spirit of the sacred vessel in Muyan's body and give me the second picture! ” Hongling slowly stepped into the void, and said without looking back.

He has fulfilled his promise to Yecheng and hopes Yecheng can keep his promise. Otherwise, he doesn't mind finding out the remnant picture in person. If a broken spirit doesn't open his eyes, he doesn't mind destroying it.

The speed of young people returning to xuexiao shelter is more than 100 times faster than when they came here. At this time, Hongling still maintained the power of the Holy Land and promoted the speed to the extreme. He must quickly get people into the Cloud Star Pavilion, and then go to do what he wants to do. It is urgent to leave the dead sea. Because in the dark, Hong Ling found that he could no longer grasp the direction of the future.

When he had devoured the star of life over thirty-three days, he could vaguely feel the growth and decline of his own Qi. However, since he came to the capital of the great Chu emperor and became a matchless son, he found that his luck was cut off by something.

This is a very unusual thing. He has the emperor's tool Yan Huang mirror to protect his body. According to reason, unless the other party has the ability to break through the Yan Huang emperor mirror, how can he easily influence him? But between heaven and earth, the master who has the ability to break through the emperor's tools can only be the strong one in the imperial realm. How can such a friar care about his little alchemy monk?

Hong Ling didn't understand, but he didn't have a clearer idea. Perhaps only out of the dead sea, will there be a turning point. Close to the xuexiao shelter, Hong Ling takes off her mask and recovers her youthful appearance in white again. He took out the token of xuexiao shelter and went in. However, he soon frowned, because he did not find the blood rose public figure.

The young man's face suddenly became gloomy. He had already told Xia Yan that during his going out, all the blood rose people would stay in the blood cloud shelter. However, why did they not find people in their houses? The blood soul beads he gave Xia Yan and his party were enough for them to live in the xuexiao shelter for a long time.

When the idea moved, the power of the Yan Huang emperor mirror instantly magnified Hongling's divine consciousness. He gradually shrouded the whole xuexiao shelter with this vast divine consciousness, searching for everything here.

”Well? It's under the ground Hong Ling frowned, and he felt the breath of the people. However, the breath of Xia Yan and Xia Rong was almost exhausted to the extreme, and she was obviously hurt. What's more, blood rose and his party were all secretly detained.

Boom, Hong Ling broke out in a flash of unspeakable terror momentum. The stronghold of the Holy Land and the cultivation of the strong will directly crush the blood rose people's original residence. Hum, the sad God sword splits in front of him, releases the terrible sword meaning. These sword ideas, constantly gathering the blood mist in the dead sea, condensed into a powerful sword storm.

”Who dares to run wild in my xuexiao shelter?” A dull sound reverberates in the xuexiao shelter, towards Hongling's ears.

However, Hong Ling Si ignored these, he walked slowly in the blood cloud shelter. Sad sword is like a group of swimming fish, around his body. With the movement of the youth's body, a set of dark red cape armor, slowly covering his body. The tyrant gun appeared in his hand and breathed out a terrible force.

In a flash, several figures rushed out of a palace in the center of xuexiao shelter and flew towards Hongling. They were some masters of practicing virtual and harmonious Taoism. At this time, they were ordered to stop the young people's pace.