Qin Yi turned around and looked around, feeling a little painful.

If the analysis is correct, then this is the sea. How big is the sea?

Even if Minghe Qingying is here, it is normal for everyone to meet them for several years. If you go to search for them on purpose, the range of spiritual consciousness is now pretty good, not as exaggerated as finding a needle in a haystack, but it is also difficult to find. If they happen to be fighting, maybe it would be easy to find some, but generally speaking, they can only take a chance.

Now he is still coming to take Fengyu, but suddenly crosses the plane. Yu Shang is still waiting there, but he can't even convey a message. If he thinks something happened to him, the feather man might have a fierce conflict with the sirens. This tribe can have blood flowing in war, and it is something Qin Yi would never want to see.

But I will definitely not dare to go back in the short term, at least I dare not go back to Fengyu Cave stupidly. The safest thing is to find Qingying to see if I can find another passage. If there is really no other way, I have to wait until the Longzi thinks he has left and evacuated before he can try to return the same way.

Qin Yi grilled the meat and pondered: "Do you know who the dragon boy is here?"

"I know." Liusu said: "At first glance, I thought it was a sac, but I seriously felt it was a Pixiu. Pixiu kept wealth, with a big mouth and no anus, and had no inlet or out. I guess it treated the phoenix feather as its collection, and you took it away and wanted to take it back."

Qin Yi said speechlessly: "Even if this is barely considered something in its territory, it is rejected by Fengyi and does not belong to it at all. Is it considered something?"

"That's another matter. It probably depends on how you can suppress Fengyu and reject it, and it means picking peaches... This kind of malice is not very deep, but due to habits, it can be discussed in theory by the status of the Yuren. However, it is right for you to be cautious. People are the ones who are at the throne, and God knows what thoughts will be."

"Well..." Qin Yi asked: "What are these nine sons based on? I remember some legends, even dogs... Oh, Taotie is a dragon son."

"Just misinformation." said the dog, "I was indeed born here, but it has nothing to do with the dragon."

"Then you should know them in particular?"

"I learned it before, but it may not be true now." Gouzi said: "But overall, don't simply divide them into good and evil. Their views on good and evil are very different from those of you humans... This should not change in many years."

"Well... what's the ranking?" Qin Yi said: "There are too many legends of various types, and I don't know which one should be based on."

"I don't know either."

"Don't know?" Qin Yi was very surprised: "By what you mean, they should be considered their childhood friends, and they don't even know the rankings?"

"They are not real dragon species at all... The dragon is lustful, and Zhulong is messing around outside. Even it may not know who to come up with first, so it is still ranked by its strength in the end." Gouzi said leisurely: "Actually, if you have dragon blood, you have to be careful... They may respect you as a distinguished guest on the surface, and no one knows what they think in their stomachs."

Qin Yi nodded. Regarding this, he had been mentally prepared before coming to Haizhong.

Longzi's mind is unpredictable, and he may not be a member of the same journey.

However, since the nine sons are different and there is a matter of competing for ranking based on their strength, it seems that they are not the same voice in their own right, and there are still articles to operate here. At least when it comes to Fengyu, it is backed by the entire feather human race, and Longzi cannot do anything like this.

While talking, the crocodile meat was grilled, and Qin Yi divided a piece for the dog.

The dog happily hugged the meat and ate it. Although there was no seasoning, cooked meat was as fragrant as raw meat.

It looked at Liusu, and Liusu sat next to him very quietly, just watching Qin Yi eat. Liusu is different from his nature. It is Taotie, and can eat it no matter how it is, and the soul body also digests food. Liusu, as the soul body, cannot eat anything.

Even if you eat melons, you can only eat the white mist melon that you transform into, which is also quite pitiful.

But Qin Yi also put down his flesh and took out a Soul Forgetful Pill: "Eat this awesome."

The tassel took the pill, and the pill was the size of a goose egg. The tassel's little ghost took the pill in the form of a tassel, and looked very cute. The soul-raising power on the pill overflowed, and white mist penetrated into the tassel's body, placing a layer of pink on the surface of the little ghost.

Qin Yi sat in front of the campfire and ate meat. Liusu sat on his shoulder with Dan in his arms, both of them smiling.

The dog looked at it, and didn't want to make a sound when chewing. It felt like he had eaten a food called dog food and had no need to eat meat...

I wanted to sit on Qin Yi's other shoulder, but I was afraid of being beaten...

It's really hard to be a dog.

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At the mouth of the Styx River, Meng Qingying and Ming River were floating in the air, frowning at the scene below.

At the mouth of the sea, there seems to be extremely terrifying power to form a field-like aura. The water of the Styx has stopped flowing and cannot enter the sea. The sea dried up and turned into black mud, and everything arose because of this.

And the terrifying pressure in this field is not something they can deal with now. Both of them feel... as unpredictable as they are facing their own masters.

The power of formlessness.

Meng Qingying penetrates the underworld and builds a bridge of boundaries. She does not need to hit every place, but she needs to find out every place. Otherwise, she will set up a bridge rashly, and once something happens to make trouble, the elites of the All-Senluo will be lost in the void and cannot even come back.

Moreover, after dividing the various places, if you want to melt the planes together, you will be even more evasive to the original owner here. You must either reach a consensus or be beaten to the point of being beaten to the point of being defeated. This process must be done in this way for seven years. She has done this for many years, and I don’t know how many dangers she has experienced.

However, this time, it was not something she could handle.

Several elders of Wanxiang Senluo were floating behind her. Seeing the infinite pressure here, they all advised: "Young Master, this place should be the key to the collapse of the entire Netherworld. After exploring for seven years, it seems that they have finally involved the most critical point. Now it is no longer possible for you and me to deal with it. We need to report back to the sect leader and let him make a decision."

Meng Qingying and Minghe didn't speak.

Don’t they know this? But they all clearly feel an alternative palpitation. There must be something in it, and it is very close to themselves.

It's like the soul was summoned by a dark call and told myself to go down and take a look.

Not only do you have to go down and take a look, but you can't let others get involved. This is a private matter, not a business matter for everyone.

But it's too early.

"It's too early." The two of them spoke at the same time.

Then he smiled at each other, Meng Qingying continued in a low voice: "If it is related to our previous life... this place is so powerful that it is more than one order of magnitude beyond us. Then once it is involved, the huge soul awakening will most likely erase our existing memories. Are you... ready?"

Minghe said lightly: "It's too early."

Meng Qingying smiled and said, "But maybe you can make your power go quickly, and you may even have a chance to achieve Qianyuan in one fell swoop. This is the reincarnation and re-revising picture of the ancient Youhuang Sect. Are you not moved?"

Minghedao: "I don't want to."

Meng Qingying said with a hint of point: "Does she not want to, or is she afraid of forgetting who?"

Minghe asked back: "Where are you?"

Meng Qingying laughed and finally stopped talking about this. Both of them were extremely determined. Even if their soul traction was extremely strong at this moment, they could resist and maintain their due rationality.

Meng Qingying turned to his subordinates behind him: "This place is beneficial to my practice and the Minghe Zhenren. We will practice and appreciate it for a while nearby. You can continue to look for the location of the ruins of the Youhuang Sect. If you find it, we will go there first."

An elder Qianyuan hesitated and said, "It's strange to say that Emperor You was just perfect in Qianyuan back then. The entire Emperor Youzong was not the most powerful place in the Netherworld at all. Why has the core of their ruins never fallen? Doesn't it exist at all and it has long been destroyed?"

"Master said there must be, there must be." Meng Qingying pondered: "It's just... it may not be within the scope we know."

Elder Qianyuan was Qianyuan after all, and in fact he understood more than Meng Qingying. He immediately thought about it: "Just like our sect has also encircled a part of the Netherworld... The part of the Nether Emperor Sect may be in the hands of others and has not been scattered outside."

Meng Qingying nodded: "Although the Youhuang Sect is not strong, it is still the most representative sect in the Netherworld, so there must be some reason. I think it is likely that this sect is built on a key point of the plane in the Blood Netherworld Realm. Their ruins may be an important clue to the Netherworld's recovery, so they are hidden by some people."

The elders all looked at Minghe and didn't say anything.

Everyone’s first reaction was what Tianshu Shenque did.

Minghe had no expression on his face: "Tianshu Shenque had no interest in the matter of you dog skins."

Everyone laughed.
Chapter completed!