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The road to eternal life, deep underground.

This is an underground palace, with a height of hundreds of feet. Bronze statues of various rare birds and animals can be seen everywhere. There is no sign of decay at all. Some palaces and pavilions are also well preserved, which is incompatible with the desolate scene on the surface.

"This is?"

Yang Xuan retracted his gaze and looked at Pengfei beside him.

There is a huge underground palace under the Yongsheng Road, which Old Ming has never mentioned.

Pengfei said: "This is the Hall of Longevity. It is said that before countless years ago, there was an immortal with the Taoist name 'Longevity' who retreated and cultivated here, and planted many fairy trees. These fairy trees are longevity. Tree."

"Longevity Immortal Monarch, Longevity Tree, so it is!"

Yang Xuan was stunned, but the willow tree he had seen in the imperial tower could not help but emerge in his mind.

The willow tree is a tree of fairy spirits, and its strength is comparable to that of a demigod.

Wait, demigod!

Yang Xuan's thoughts turned, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said: "The tree of longevity is a tree of fairy spirits. Its strength must reach the sky and the earth, and it cannot be matched by human beings. When we go to take its fruits, isn't it Taisui's head breaking ground?"

Provoking a tree of fairy spirits is definitely an act of courting death. Yang Xuan did not want to act recklessly and lose his life.

"Hehe, Brother Yang doesn't know something. Most of these longevity trees are in a deep sleep state, and under normal circumstances, they won't take the initiative to attack."

Pengfei laughed.

"What if someone wakes it up?" Yang Xuan said with narrowed eyes.

"This……"

Pengfei was stopped by the question, but opened his mouth but did not know how to answer.

In fact, he was able to know the existence of the Hall of Longevity and the Fruit of Longevity. He also heard from the elders of the clan. This was the first time he came to the Hall of Longevity.

If someone woke up the longevity tree as Yang Xuan said, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking like this, Pengfei hesitated: "Brother Yang, look, do we still need to go..."

Yang Xuan thought for a while, and said, "You can't come back empty-handed when you enter Baoshan, not to mention, even if these longevity trees wake up, they may not really dare to do it."

"Why?"

"Brother Peng, did you forget, where is this place?"

"The Hall of Eternal Life, oh, no, this is the Hall of Eternal Life, and there is also the Hall of Eternal Life guarding it. It is a terrifying existence that is more terrifying than the Immortal Monarch and the Tree of Immortal Spirit."

"That's the reason, in my opinion, these longevity trees are now under the control of the hall spirit of the hall of eternal life, and the hall spirit of the hall of eternal life has set up the road of eternal life, nothing more than to choose the master, and the longevity tree will not be easily messed up, Of course, there are dangers hidden in this trip, and we must not take it lightly."

"So, let's go now."

"No hurry, someone is here, and there are more than one."

While speaking, Yang Xuan looked up and looked forward, and saw a group of more than a dozen people in black uniforms with silver skull embroidered on their chests coming from the wind.

These people are all warriors of the divine power realm, a man with a ferocious hook-nosed face with the highest cultivation base, and the cultivation base is even more like Yang Xuan and Pengfei, who have reached the peak of the divine power realm.

"Heaven Smiting Sect!"

Pengfei whispered.

"Heaven Smiting Religion?"

Yang Xuan glanced at Pengfei.

"Heaven Smiting Sect, it has been a million years since its establishment, and it is the number one sect of Demon Dao in my Eastern Emperor Great World. Its disciples have always been brave and ruthless, and they have committed no evil."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan snorted, and the hook-nosed man in the lead said coldly, "This road is dead, so please go back to where you two came from."

"Why?"

Yang Xuan's voice was not loud, but he had a bit of coldness. He is not a fledgling yellow-haired boy now, and he would be frightened to the point of being scolded.