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    Wang Lin did not speak, but glanced at Murong Yun.

    Mo Yunhai's heart moved.

    Murong Yun smiled slightly, cupped his fists and said, "Junior Murong Yun, see you senior."

    Mo Yunhai said with a slight kindness, "Do you know how to get inside?"

    Murong Yun nodded and said with a smile: "Senior Mo, I do know, but I need to promise that I will bring this junior inside. If senior Mo agrees, I will tell you everything I know."

    Mo Yunhai¡¯s eyes flashed and he said solemnly: ¡°Say it, I promise you!¡±

    Murong Yun's eyes showed joy and he said: "Junior, lead the way. There is an altar there, which is the only passage leading to the interior of this place."

    "Is there any danger there?" Mo Yunhai said in a deep voice.

    "Yes, I saw with my own eyes that several Eight-leaf Magic Masters from the Immortal Relic Clan died there. However, there were four people from the Immortal Relic Clan at that time, and the first one to enter there did not encounter any danger." Murong Yun replied quickly.

    Mo Yunhai frowned, looked at Wang Lin, cupped his fists and said, "Friend Zeng, what do you think?"

    Wang Lin glanced at Murong Yun with a half-smile, and then said to Mo Yunhai: "You and I work together, even if we can't survive, we should be able to save our lives!"

    Mo Yunhai laughed, nodded, and said to Murong Yun: "Boy, lead the way!"

    Murong Yun nodded quickly, glanced at Wang Lin, and said with a wry smile: "Senior is definitely not a god-forming monk. I didn't know this before, so I hope you won't take it personally." As he said that, he moved his body and flew forward, behind him,  Mo Yunhai signaled to Wang Lin, and the two of them followed behind.

    As for the ugly-looking woman, she hesitated slightly and followed her.

    Although Murong Yun's speed was very fast, in Mo Yunhai's eyes, it was still too slow. Half an hour later, Mo Yunhai snorted, jumped up, grabbed Murong Yun, turned around and said to Wang Lin: "Fellow Daoist Zeng, you and I are each  Take one with you, use all your speed, and try to get to the altar as soon as possible, otherwise if time goes by, once this Star Cultivation Crystal breaks, we will all die here."

    As he spoke, he grabbed Murong Yun, his speed suddenly increased, turned into a meteor, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

    Wang Lin¡¯s eyes flashed, and he called with his right hand. The ugly-looking woman was immediately enveloped by a strange force, and was taken up by Wang Lin and galloped away into the distance.

    "Senior, are you Zeng Niu?" The woman was beside Wang Lin, and a faint fragrance floated into Wang Lin's nose.

    Wang Lin didn¡¯t squint, his eyes were calm, and he said, ¡°It¡¯s me.¡±

    The woman was silent. After a while, she suddenly said, "Senior, be careful of Murong Yun." After saying this, she remained silent.

    Wang Lin and Mo Yunhai were naturally very fast. With Murong Yun leading the way, they quickly crossed the plain and galloped towards the distance.

    Three days later, an endless mountain range appeared on the ground, and a black mist shrouded the mountains. The black mist rolled and swelled, giving off a hint of weirdness.

    In the west of this mountain range, there is a peak. This peak is so high that it is inserted into the black fog and only half of the mountainside can be seen.

    Under the leadership of Murong Yun, Mo Yunhai rushed into the black mist in a flash and flew towards the top of the mountain. Wang Lin followed behind, scanning his surroundings with his consciousness and a slight flicker of his eyes.

    In the black mist, Wang Lin opened his mouth and spit out a black light. The black light flashed and disappeared immediately, and he got into the black mist.

    Then he patted the storage bag and took out another object. With a shake, the object also disappeared into the black mist. He did all this at will and was blocked by the black mist. The woman beside him did not  She didn't notice it at all, and there was a huge difference in cultivation between the two of them. Wang Lin had the intention to hide it, so there was absolutely no way that this woman would know.

    The mountain peaks in the black mist were slightly blurred, as if wrapped in a layer of black gauze, giving it a hazy charm. At the top of the mountain peak, there was a huge platform, and on the platform, there was a black platform about a hundred feet in size.  altar.

    This altar is in the shape of a tower, and at the top of the rows of stairs is a circular depression. A black air spreads out from there and quickly merges into the surrounding mist.

    Mo Yunhai grabbed Murong Yun, jumped up, fell from the air, and stood on the platform here.

    Wang Lin then fell down.

    ¡°On the ground of this platform, there were traces of dried blood in many places, and a fishy smell lingered in the air. From the surrounding black mist, there were sometimes whistling sounds, which sounded like ghosts crying.

    After Wang Lin landed, he let go of the woman, his eyes flickered, and he looked around. There was a big gap between this place and the place Situ Nan said!

    &nbsThere are a total of twenty-eight main souls in the billion soul flags!

    "Do you think you can trap me like this!" Murong Yun sneered, and suddenly rushed forward. His whole body once again turned into countless black energy, like filaments, and crazily rushed towards Wang Lin's mouth, nose and seven orifices.

    Wang Lin stepped back, with a cold look in his eyes, raised his right hand, moved forward a little, and whispered: "Seal!"

    Suddenly, another large flag appeared in the surrounding black mist. As soon as this flag shook, countless restrictions immediately emerged crazily, roaring from all directions at an extremely fast speed, forming a trap like a dragnet, directly trapping everyone.  The countless filaments were all sealed together, forming a ball as tall as a person, and quickly shrunk, eventually becoming the size of a fist.

    This ball is made up of restrictions. Rows of densely packed restrictions completely seal the filaments inside.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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