The old man pondered slightly, waved his hand, and let the three of them in.

The man on the head was wearing an indigo long gown, with a slender body, and his eyes opened and closed, a cold light flashed, making him look so fierce.

The two behind them had a slightly pale hair, a tense complexion, and a tough look in their eyes.

The three of them walked, their behaviors were almost the same, and their auras were even more vague.

"Brother Feng!"

When the old man saw the visitor, he immediately laughed enthusiastically: "I haven't seen you for a long time, you are a rare guest here!"

"Brother Wei."

The Feng brother's cheeks moved slightly, as if he forced a smile, and bowed and replied, "I'll go on a long trip, and I'll do it for you."

"Of course there is no problem."

The old man stroked his beard lightly and asked with a smile: "Where is Brother Feng going? Let me see if there are any caravans I've been traveling with him recently."

“No need to be like this!”

Brother Feng waved his hand: "I want to go to the place where the gods are buried. Just open it once alone. You can still afford the teleportation fee."

"Wait a moment!"

The old man suddenly looked confused, swept over Sun Heng, and then said slowly: "Brother Feng, you are going to... the place where the gods are buried?"

"also?"

Brother Feng narrowed his eyes and turned slightly, looking at Sun Heng: "Can't this fellow Taoist happen to be going there too?"

As soon as he moved, the two people behind him moved with each other, and a murderous intent that was not easy to detect but very cold suddenly emerged.

These three people are all late-stage monks in the Taoist priesthood, and their auras are one, so they should be practicing a method of joint attack.

Although Sun Heng had never seen this man, he had heard his name.

Medicine Valley - Fengxing Sword!

This person's cultivation has reached its innate perfection and his strength is not weak. If the two behind him are assisted, the entire Ye family is afraid that no one will be his opponent!

It belongs to that kind of master, second only to Mr. Wan Xie and Linghu Ming in the late stage of Daoji!

"good."

Faced with the coming secret murderous intent, Sun Hengyu nodded indifferently: "I am going to the place where the gods are buried."

Feng Xingjian's mouth was slightly raised, as if he was laughing, but his murderous intent became more and more intense: "What a coincidence!"

"That's true, that's a coincidence."

Sun Heng nodded.

"Ahem!"

The old man from the Wei family seemed to notice something was wrong, and immediately coughed lightly and said, "Since you are all going to the same place, why not go there together?"

"certainly……"

His eyes moved slightly, and he chuckled at the people, "If you don't want to, it's okay to open it again."

"No need to be such trouble!"

Feng Xingjian waved his hand and said, "Feng is not patient and wait any longer, just walk with this fellow Taoist."

"I have no objection, either."

Sun Heng nodded too.

"good!"

Feng Xingjian suddenly laughed, waved his hand and threw a storage bag at Sun Heng: "This is the spirit stone you need to ride, please accept it with fellow Taoist."

"Um."

Sun Heng was not polite either, so he reached out to take it and let it go.

"hehe……"

The old man surnamed Wei laughed forcibly and subconsciously took a little back, making it a little further away from several people.

Next, the atmosphere in the hall seemed a little strange, but no one spoke.

After waiting for an hour, the teleportation array suddenly shone brightly.

"alright!"

The old man surnamed Wei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and pointed, "Please enter the formation, please?"

"good!"

Several people nodded and walked towards the formation.

When the four of them entered the formation, the old man turned his palm and had a talisman in many places. He silently recited it and wanted to activate the formation.

"Let's wait!"
Chapter completed!