At this time, Zhang Dan was also constantly searching for the figure of "Duan Hong" in the void. Xu squinted his eyes and suddenly saw two figures in front of the Holy Light Platform, one man and one woman.

"Duan Hong seems to be going to Ouyang Jinwei's area!"

"Sure enough, I want to compete with me for Ouyang Jinwei! Let's go there too! Let him stay in there forever!"

Sun Hao said sarcastically, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his pupils. He, who was usually very unhappy with Duan Hong, was completely angered by Duan Hong's words just now.

On the other side, Su Yi, who was in front of the Holy Light Platform, was about to fall to the center of the Holy Light Platform, and he quickly felt a trace of undercurrent murderous intent in his mind.

The spiritual consciousness spread rapidly. When he raised his eyes, he saw Xue Honglou's proud figure. He stood with his hands behind his back, and looked indifferently as the shadows all over the sky rushed into the Holy Light Gate.

With thousands of figures intertwined, Xue Honglou and Su Yi stood in a distance, and in an instant, time seemed to have stopped. The eyes were intertwined, and a great fighting spirit was rushing in both eyes.

Between the dark hair and snowy skin, a pair of bright eyes were as deep as the pearls of the night. The murderous intent gradually surged, and Su Yi's heart was immediately dark.

"What a strong murderous intent!" Su Yi was secretly shocked.

The Supreme Hunyuan skill was slightly activated, and the Tianyuan Demon Soul was like the extremely hot sun at this time. The Heaven-Driven Art flowed slowly along the Taixu Divine Sea. After a few breaths, the throbbing mind immediately calmed down.

"Snow Red Building! We will meet again in a few days!" Su Yi took a deep look, and a rising arc was drawn on the corner of his mouth.

He has disguised himself. Since Xue Honglou still had the first murderous intent to arise, Su Yi had only endless murderous intent and anger towards Xue Honglou!

"Snow Red Building will die!"

A trace of decisive killing flashed in Su Yi's eyes. The account that had traveled thousands of miles to the chaotic domain had not yet been settled. Su Yi had only the idea of ​​destruction and crushing for this man who wanted to kill him.

Immediately, Su Yi's mind turned around, and his vital energy suddenly arose, and the meteor flames turned towards Ouyang Jinwei's holy light.

"Wait for me!" Yun Jing glanced at the Five Saints, then followed Su Yi with one step. A beautiful figure in the gale of the wind rushed into the Holy Light Gate like a misty lonely geese.

"That disciple just now, his breath was very hidden! Is there such a person in Herborist Academy?"

At the same time, Xue Honglou was also frightened. He listened to Ouyang Yuanfeng reporting the case last night, and he kept paying attention to the entire venue.

Standing proudly in the wind, the snow-red building exudes endless chill, just like a son of god descending from the sky, with a dignified look that overwhelming the entire Holy Light Platform.

Baicao Mountain, deep in the barrier.

The bamboo trees are surrounded by pavement and paved like a cover, and countless tall and majestic trees stand, and the jade trees in the Qionglin are covered with layers of lush green and green.

The plain forest is deserted, and the misty clouds are like woven veils, bringing a hint of tranquility and mystery in the vastness of the green cold mountains.

The sky light was like golden threads, sprinkling warmth from the cracks of the leaves, and was soon buried by the shadows. The warmth seemed to be here for a long time.

In the deep mountains that have been uninhabited for a long time, thousands of trees sprinkle green, but a hint of desolation and desolation are revealed.

The pine waves are bursting with twisted branches and dragon claws, the swaying branches and leaves are hidden, and the weather-beaten trunks have traces of countless fighting.

"Swish!"

"You go there to search! Let's go there! As long as you find the soul-testing element crystal, you can notify each other with the sound transmission stone! Never leak the wind! Fight quickly!"

A man dressed in golden clothes ordered the young disciples in front of him to speak loudly.

"Swish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a few young Holy Mountain disciples showed a whirlpool-like light. The light soared into the sky. As the void roared, strong winds whistled and disappeared invisibly.

"Your plan is to sleep here?"

The terrible vitality immediately dissipated a few falling leaves. Looking upwards for more than ten feet, a man named ordinary was lying down between the trunks, leisurely closing his eyes and resting, meditating and adjusting his breathing.

The ice-blue water-attributed vital energy around her body continued to surge, and the vital light like bubbles embellished the leaves around her crystal clear.

The one who just spoke was Yun Jing, who disguised as Mo Qing, who was the Sacred Mountain. The two of them came to the secret realm of Herba Craft through the Holy Light Gate. An hour had passed, and Su Yi had been resting on the trunk without any movement.

After hearing Yun Jing’s complaint, Su Yi slowly raised his eyes and said softly with a burning gaze.

"Do you think Wang Quande and others are fools?"

"People are pretty bad, but they shouldn't be stupid." Yun Jing nodded slowly as if thinking.

"So, we just came in! Look at these big trees, they are all mottled traces, what does it mean?" Su Yi once again hinted at Yun Jing.

When Yun Jing climbed up just now, she also noticed these deep tree marks. They should be caused by fighting with people and fluctuations in vitality.

"This is the place of the Li clan?" Yun Jing said in surprise with a flash of light in her eyes.

Su Yi's handsome eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of gloom. From the current situation, the area assigned by Ouyang Jinwei should be exactly where the Li tribe is located.

The place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers has become full of miserable winds and rains overnight, and a thousand years of time!

"There are many soul-testing crystals, and Wang Quande brought a lot of people before. Why can't Wang Quande take them away at that time? Instead, he is now left to the people who are personally celebrating the ceremony?" Su Yi asked again.

Seeing that Yun Jing was still a little confused, Su Yi said helplessly: "It can only explain one problem. Soul-measuring Yuan Crystal is not very easy to find. It is either guarded by the barbarian monsters, or it is covered by some huge energy, such as the Shui Jiangtian Crystal. Therefore, the soul-measuring Yuan Crystal that can be discovered should be just the soul-measuring Yuan Crystal exposed outside the mountain and some fragments."

Yun Jing immediately shrank slightly and said to Su Yi: "Then, when someone finds the Scimitar, the people from the Holy Mountain will follow the clues to find the Shui Jiangtian Crystal?"

The more soul-testing crystals you find, the more talented people in the soul perception, the greater their contribution to the Holy Mountain, and it is natural to become a personal disciple.

Su Yi smiled cheerfully and said lightly: "According to the urination nature of the Holy Mountain never squanders his kung fu, it should be this routine."

"What a holy mountain, this thought is nothing. This trick can be compared with the stinky father!" Yun Jing thought to herself, her beautiful eyes were cold.

"The terrain of Baicao Mountain is complex, and the altars of wild monsters are all in it. It's better to ask them to help us search them all. I'll be safe if I take it one by one." Su Yi said with a sharp look.

Yun Jing looked at Su Yi, and a look of admiration flashed over Yingying's bright face.
Chapter completed!